Now, you hush and be a good boy.” She had me, my own daughter was turning me into her sex slave! She pushed me to the floor, “Now, I want you to w...rship me, daddy. Start with my feet. But, first…get naked, daddy….”My cock was gonna burst through my pants! “Nikki…I….”Her emerald green eyes bore a hole through me. I stood and dropped my pajama bottoms. My raging hardon stared at her.She giggled, “M-m-m-m-m-m-m-m-mmmmmm…that says it all doesn’t it, daddy…?” She plopped back on the bed,. The younger brother had succeeded. His mother had won. The girl beheld the secret knowledge, the magic of sex, the instinct of Eros behind this primal urge … to the point of sexual pleasure for its own sake. But she was aware that the pursuit of sexual pleasure bares duplicity, lost is the beauty of love to gratification. She was angry with Master. The girl didn’t need very much, wanted very little. A garden, kisses, to love and be loved. He did not protect her from experiencing too much so. I found the toilet and opened the door. I looked down and saw my penis had stiffened considerably. I sat down onto the toilet and starting to stroke myself. “Are you in there ken”? I heard a voice from outside the door. I was startled and quickly covered up. “What’s wrong”? I replied. “Can we talk”? Emma’s soft voice breaking as she enquired. I pulled myself from the toilet and opened the door. Emma sat on the bath looking down embarrassed and full of shame. “What was that Ken. Seriously do you. A small flogger which would be good on a woman's cunt or nipples as a tease. And 4, 3 lb. weights. Lets say you could use these to have a sub hold 1 in each hand. And if they let their arms down punish them. Or again could be used on a pain slut because they had holes in them for let's say hooks to attach nipple clamps or something else?Anyway, she said to text her, which I did. It was a Saturday. And back and forth we went with text messages. She was very busy with her job. Yes, some of us do.