”“You need to eat something before you go to sleep.”“I did daddy, Heather stopped by a McDonald’s on the way home, I had to get that piss ta...te out of my mouth. I’ll be okay Daddy I just need to sleep, goodnight you two.”Becky then walked upstairs.After Kate and I had eaten we went to the living room and watched some television. Kate had put her head in my lap as we watched a forgettable show.“At nine o’clock Kate got up and said, “Daddy is it ok I sleep with you tonight?”.“Sure, my baby girl. ..,”, Mark Boudreaux admitted. “If you’re not happy then everything else is going to be off. Just treat her right Mark, she deserves it.”, I answered, walking off. I showered and went straight home for the night. I was tired and went to bed early that night. Lately, I had been getting tried early but I had no idea why. Several weeks later, Lynda returned home to finalize the sale of her home and the signing of the divorce degree. She promised she would come back when she was finished and stay. Clutching his rigid length with delicate fingers, she tugs him free of his clothing. He's heavy in her hand and she bites her lip as the familiar flutter tickles her insides, making her gasp."Are you sure this is a good idea?" he asks between kisses. "We tend to get loud..." God, did she get loud. Moaning and screaming. Just for him. Only for him. He still remembers giving her her first orgasm. The look on her face. The fit of uncontrollable giggles that followed. How he'd practically begged. “It’s pathetic, isn’t it?”“It is beyond pathetic,” I agreed and watched my words sting my new boi’s remaining pride. He would endear a great deal of humiliation as a sissified male and how he reacted to being so humiliated would be an indication of how much satisfaction controlling him absolutely would give dominant woman like myself or Susan.I took his leash from Susan and yanked firmly but not cruelly, although his emotional state probably amplified the strength in my pulling of his leash.