"Is your daughter included in your fun?" I asked. "Have you fucked Katie?" I whispered. I remembered how surprised and, in my mind at least, guilty, K...tie had appeared when I arrived back at the hotel that night, obviously much earlier than expected. She hadn't appeared shocked at what was going on in the bedroom, just that I had witnessed it.I had no proof, but I was certain Katie had been involved with Heather, and Stacey. Stacey is her mother! my conscience screamed at me, but to my surprise. “Come, take a seat by me.” I follow her command and climb on top of the bed. “Tell me your name.” “My name is Josiah.” “Josiah, what a beautiful name,” she says, placing her arm around my waist. “Listen, Josiah, I do not wish to hurt you. Yes. I do want you as my very own.”“Like a slave?” I ask as I start to tremble. I do not know if I like the sound of that. I do not know anyone who would.“Sort of, but not in the way you are thinking of. Not a slave for menial labor or abuse. I want someone to. She was alone, and when I honked my horn she jumped right up and ran over to the car. In spite of her ‘I’m fine’ text, she looked pretty scared waiting there on her own. I felt bad for taking so long. ‘Hey Sophie!’ I exclaimed as she hopped in the car. ‘How are you?’ She looked relieved, and to my delight, really happy to see me. ‘I’m good,’ she said between heavy breaths after running to my car. I couldn’t help but glance at her breasts bouncing in her shirt as her chest rose and fell with. I went to the bed to see what he had come up with, and i was surprised. A pink latex swimsuit, pink long latex stockings, girdle, panties and a girly blouse, all latex and beside that, a jogging suit with no zipper, that was kind of smart.Daddy had bought me some long boots in black leather, and of course my pink plastic collar, this was it.I started dressing while daddy was packing, i got horny already, just thinking i would wear all this latex underneath my jogging suit, and that no one knew,.