Soaked, actually. I had always been turned on by the thought of being a slave, but this? ?So, I can hear you like being treated like this? Guess you a...e quite a keeper, then. But I think you should get to know about what is going to happen to you. As you know, you are now my property. You are to be used my me, and anyone I want to use you. I am going to punish you in every way I want to, when I want to, and you will obey my smallest bidding. Of cause, your main use will be sexually. Vampires. There are not a lot of guys who walk in the door with an erection, so I knew that you really wanted a massage. I didn’t care that you are my Dad. I wanted you to see me nude, to enjoy looking at me the way other men do. I wanted to see you nude, I wanted to touch you. I didn’t want you to have to leave without getting off. And I didn’t want to turn you over to another girl and then sit and imagine you with another girl. I wanted to do you myself. All this flashed through my mind in just a. I needed to ask her about Tina. "Jenny, what did you say to Tina?" She looked a bit shy but I knew she wouldn't lie to me; as far as I know she never has. "Did you tell her about us?" Yes, but let me explain. I promise you that no one else knows. Not even Mark. It accidentally came out about ten years ago at the fifteenth reunion. Tina and I both were a little drunk and were alone talking. The subject of sex came around and Tina asked, 'Jen, I know it's personal but we're like best friends. How. "In the entranceway Adam opened my closet and handed me my leather boots. They were knee-high with a tiny, little heel; I'd bought them during a retail therapy afternoon with Rhiannon and Adele and had hardly worn them. As I zipped them up the length of my calves, Adam handed me my leather jacket. I eyed the piece of clothing warily. It was late May on the Island and too warm for a coat."Trust me?" he asked as he noticed my sceptical expression. He helped me into my coat. "And this is for you.".