‘Lay off. This has gone on long enough. There are better ways to deal with–‘ ‘Don’t you lecture me, young lady. I can send you out of this h...use at any time and I can send Kirsa into the foster program as well.’ Kirsa hadn’t looked up from her plate yet. She was rigid. ‘You won’t do it because you promised dad. Nothing that goes on inside this house is making the situation any better. You’ve been fighting it since he came back ‘ The dishes were done in silence. Maran washed while Kirsa dried,. We rolled over and lay on the bed facing each other.It was nice to be held by my dad and have our lips and tongues shared. Finally I looked him in the eyes and asked: “Daddy can I ask you something? I need some advice.”He kissed my nose and told me I could ask him anything. So I did. “Have you ever experimented with S&M? Like, I mean have you ever tied mom up and worked on her making her cum over and over again. I have been wondering about bondage and soft S&M. What do you think?”I really think. He said, “Not as hot as you.”Now as Kris strutted around the room for a few minutes in her high heels and this fuck-me-outfit putting on a show for us. I couldn't help but notice her staring at the bulge in Derek’s pants. She walked over in front of us, put a leg up on the sofa and stroked her slit a through the slit in the panties.Then much to Derek and Kris’s surprise I said, “Derek, I think Kris wants to see just how big that dick is that is causing the large bulge in your pants.”It was my. I needed to have him inside me when I read that! I messaged him asking where he was based and thankfully it was less than an hour from me. I then did something I’ve never done before but I felt strangely compelled to do this. I gave him my home address and said if he could get here in an hour I would be all dressed up in whatever he wanted and he could take my next lot of photographs to upload on Facebook, and if he wanted he could take me!He answered immediately that I was to wear the tight.