But after Muriel died, Tad came to tell me that his father seemed to be taking the grieving process badly. Tad is not a submissive, and my daughter is...not a domme, so they really know little of chastity training, but I wondered if that might not be the problem.I went to see Thad. ?Tad tells me you are very unhappy.? And it was true, the house was a mess. Muriel had always kept a sharp whip on Thad to scrub and clean while she, um, dated around. It was a system that worked for them for forty. The heroine of the story is my cousin sister Shreya (name changed). Me working in a reputed firm in Bangalore as a HR manager age 25 and when it comes to my dick it’s around 6inches. Any interest girls and aunties can contact me on Without wasting much of your time let me come to the story. Please ignore any mistakes as it is my 1st story and please give me feedback on Shreya and I had a good bonding and she was 9years elder to me she is around 4.9 height with good flesh. To be more presided. “Well?” she demanded, eyeing him top to toe. “Go scrub yourself, gorgeous.”He glared at her and strode back into the steaming jets with as much manly dignity as he could muster. He slipped a little as he went and burned anew to the sound of her throaty giggle. Resentfully he grabbed the gel and squirted a large glob into his hand. “This what you want to see?” he asked as he spread it around his pectoral muscles and abdomen, both hands working it into a lather.She leaned against the wet-room. “No.”“Good, now you can help me move your friend to the room behind that door. I’d rather try to help her there than here in the corridor.”I didn’t need to ask Frode to keep an eye on her since he was already doing that. I was able to see the question in his eyes since this wasn’t something we had agreed on. However, I was sure that, at some point of my life I would need allies - and there was a reason why I hoped that this woman would become one. Only, right now it didn’t look very probable,.