‘That’s it, you love that don’t you, slave? I know you love being restrained down here in my dungeon while I am upstairs going about my business... ignoring you until I decide to use you. Your fate totally in my hands while you wait oh so patiently for my control and my attention.’ Under the affect of the poppers still, I moaned loudly after Mistress D. spoke, not even pausing as I continued to lick and swab at her hard cock. As I ran my tongue over every inch of her, so as to get every inch,. " She stated slowly but deliberately "Unless you want the whole school to see these pictures and videos on our phones?" I was stunned into silence and she quickly added "I will give you them back after, I promisee" the way she emphasised promise in the last sentence made it sound sugary sweet but somehow insincere. Still, I had no choice... reluctantly I started to strip for her. I started with my shoes, then my socks. She demanded that I fold and hand each item of clothing to her as I removed. But like any other man, I have discovered my sexuality. You, and especially Dad, have tried to suppress it. But inside, you know it won't work." Then what do we do?" My sexual desires and need for a relationship are normal. I'm just doing what any young man does." Wait. Any young man doesn't take his sitter and my best friend to bed." He does if he wants to prove a point." What point?" That I am a man in every way. I don't think I need remind you of how Angela and Rachel both responded..." I.... "WHYdo you keep watching that? You've been on TV since then, we bothhave..." ...Dad hasn't," I mumble."Dad doesn't want to!" My father snorts. "I guarantee your granddaddoesn't either. And neither of us want to watch a clip of a TV showwhere you're sat bawling your eyes out in front of a live audience." Ibite my lip as an awkward silence descends over the room- dad is, ofcourse, correct. I've built many more happy memories in the three yearssince I appeared on that show, even some with the.