I had never used one on my wife but I knew how it was supposed to work. Patty was a kinky girl.I pulled the covers down and found her to be naked. My ...ife and I slept naked too.As I looked at her feet they were spread out and near straps that were meant to restrain her feet. I moved them up to the corner posts where her wrists were restrained. When I was done with her she was spread out along the top of her bed very nicely.Next to where the ball gag was, was a box of “Super Slick Anal Lube.” I. I shut off the Vita-Mix to answer the door. I wore jogging shorts, a sports bra and panties, and a tight, wife-beater.She was a buxom, young woman, early twenties compared to my mid thirties. On a job, she always dressed down, wearing tough clothes that could survive all sorts of doggie mishaps. Her private life was a mystery to me. "I don't want any more time to pass, Ms. Joyce." She strode into my house. "Kane?"Claws scrambled across wood. I had paid for a special, hard coat lacquer to. ??How is that you know so much about????about what daddy?? She interrupted me. ?Sex, men, female domination? Let?s just say that I am a very special girl and leave it that, OK???Yes Mistress,? I sighed.?I?ve always had a feeling that you were hiding a secret sweetheart. That?s why I wanted to check your computer, and when I found those stories I knew that my gorgeous, well hung father would soon be my slave.??I can?t believe this is happening,? I gasped.?But it is daddy. From now on I will be. He caressed my thigs, up and down, from knee to groin and back. He slowed down a little, with that his hand got colder. Then slower yet – even colder. Then his hand stopped on my knee, now completely cold, almost frozen. I sat up, grabbed his hand in my palms – to warm him up, to keep him here. His hand became lighter, as if evaporating. I squeezed tighter but it became even more intangible. I squeezed more and now my palms closed against each other, with nothing in between them. My eyes darted.