I could feel the wetness between my legs as he moved his hand up to mid-thigh. I stopped his hand from moving higher."Joe, I can't," I said weakly, as...he began to unbutton my top. I moved his hand away, but he immediately placed it under my skirt again, stroking my inner thigh, moving higher. Once again, I stopped his upward progress."Joe... " I said, as he finished unbuttoning my top. He reached behind my back and unhooked my bra, releasing my breasts. "Beautiful, just beautiful," he murmured.. "You shouldn't. Imperfections are sexy. It's why I love your appendectomy scar." You have some odd ideas of sexy."I ran my hands along her sides, feeling her ribs and the sides of her breasts. Then I slid them along her hips and down her shapely legs. "You have pretty legs, too." I'm happy with them," she replied."I think the backs of a girl's knees are sexy and yours are very sexy." I smoothed my palms along her calves and up her thighs and kissed her behind each knee. "And that is one. Now they were headed out to dinner, a prospect that filled Lucia with a mixture of mild dread and crippling apathy. She had resigned herself to the displeasure of this evening ever since the conversation in which her mother convinced her to go out with him again, with the promise that he would "grow on her". And all this after Lucia had spent over an hour extolling his lack of virtues to her mother. If she didn't know better, Lucia thought, she would swear her mother must of Mitchell's mother. My wrists were unhooked from behind my back, and secured together in front of me, tethered to the bench. My collar was clipped in place, and Daddy finished my new bondage with a wide strap across my back that kept me secure over the center of my perch, holding more of me snugly, underscoring how trapped I was with every moment.The blindfold was removed, and my eyes adjusted to the well lit room. It was spacious, clean, painted red, and could easily hold more than a dozen people, with a sofa.