She blushed furiously."Somehow I thought you didn't swing that way," said Cindy, arching one eyebrow."No, no!" gasped Claire. "You drop this in water ..... it's a capsule ... and when it melts, it turns into a little sponge, shaped like a cat." Oh yeah," said Cindy. "Good grief. I remember one of my boyfriends in high school buying something like that from a vending machine in the toilet of a filling station. For some reason he thought that would get me to let him play with mine."Claire was. Or I'll make your last punishment seem like a day at the spa," Mistress hisses. From a tray on top of the cage, Mistress grabs several thick, leather restraints. She begins strapping them around Tessa's wrists and ankles. Mistress doesn't say a word as she grabs Ashley's left hand and secures it to Tessa's left foot. Then Ashley's right wrist is attached to Tessa's right ankle. Ashley can barely move her arms now as the cage is very restrictive, and Tessa's little, socked feet are pressed. “Mom, you said that that my cock was bigger than my dad’s, how much bigger?” “Oh sweet baby, I guess it is time that I should tell you the truth. Roger is not really your father!”“What do you mean? If he isn’t my father, then who is?” “My daddy is your father. Daddy was the first one to ever fuck me. My mother had a cancer operation that prevented her from ever having sex again. She knew that daddy was a very highly sexed man. To keep him from going to prostitutes, she gave him her permission. ”We watched for some time and the minutes clicked by. I was about to drag Skyler into a room and fuck the shit out of her when I noticed her shifting from one foot to the other on tall heels.“Getting hot huh?” I asked.“Yeah.” She mumbled, not turning around.“Come here.” I said firmly.Skyler turned and walked towards me. She stood in front of me, looking down at me expectantly.“Sit on Daddy’s lap.” I grinned, spreading my legs and slapping the seat in front of me. Skyler nodded and turned.