But she seemedreally happy and was all smiles that day.The only other event that broke the monotony of my sissy slut bondagemaid's and Francine's sale...gurl's life was when it was Malcolm'sbirthday several weeks before Christmas. Mistress Helen thought it wouldbe a great surprise if I dressed in my Swan Lake ballerina costume andwas waiting for him when he came home from work. We made themodifications of altering the crotch so it had snaps to pop it open andgot crotchless tights to use as. No doubt of that! Adam Slater was no slouch in the sex department, as you can guess. He had his reasons for what he did, as cruel and callous as it might seem. I was very intimate with him, as I've said. To be perfectly frank, no pun intended, I wouldn't mind doing the sons and comparing them to their old man. I suspect that you both have a lot going for you, but especially Frank."No offense, Jim, but your father had a special gift that Frank has developed more than you. I believe that it is. He looms over you and in an instant his hand is around your neck, squeezing the sides of your throat. “I’ll give you something to bite on,” he growls angrily. With his free hand he reaches down and rips your wet panties away from your body. You feel the sting as the fabric tears away. He takes them in your hand and stuffs them down into your mouth. Letting go of your throat he places his hand firmly over your mouth. The taste of your own juices and the fabric mix in your mouth. His hand moves. Soon after that the flow of people started to become heavier, and the party was in full swing. Myself though, I was dressed in a white sun dress with my light pink bikini underneath. I knew I was going to have to end up in the pool with Sean, because to him I was just another friend with a little more authority. All was going well until another guest let himself in and I heard Sean scream. My eyes went wide as I heard the single word. "DADDY!" Oh damn, great. Now I didn't just have to worry.