”“Then what the fuck are you doing here?”Not knowing what to say, I decided to say nothing.“Hey, white boy, what’s going on here?”“S...r, I woke up here like this, chained and naked a while ago after some guy slapped me around.and left me here,” I stammered, “I never saw him before in my life.” I was feeling enough humiliation and shame from the way ‘Master’ had slapped me around and used me that I did not mention the forced throating and ass-rape, I didn’t want to give him any ideas.. “I. Catie said in a low volume “I don’t like doing this. Can we do something else?”My dad backed away, but also motioned for us both to come over and lay on my bed. As we both followed through with my dad’s simple request, he began caressing Catie’s knees and thighs. After a minute or so of doing this, he worked her legs apart exposing her almost non existent pair of panties. Dad reached down and snapped the elastic strap. Catie quivered as dad repeated this a few more times. Catie began to pant. Jenny slipped a housecoat on and went to let them in. Mrs Potts immediately saw Jenny’s shoes and stockings and commented that she looked very smart. Jenny explained that Susan was working with her in the study on a ‘church’ project and would like not to be disturbed. Mrs Potts readily agreed and explained that Barry had come to fix a tap in the laundry room and do some tidying in the garden. Jenny left them to their tasks and returned to Susan and the story they were developing. Susan. I told her I would be alright, I was a little nervous about seeing Dad and the male to male thing. Mom pointed to a chair and we sit down at the kitchen table. She reached over and took both my hands in hers and we were looking eye to eye. She told me “ Bobby, my sweet son, you have to believe me it will be your call. You will have to make the first move. Nothing will ever happen if you don‘t want it to. When we talk and you know some of the things that happened to us when we were young.