“No, you dope. I’m not slurring. I said crossplay. You know, more specific. Dressing up as a character of the opposite gender. I was just thinking...it could really suit you.”I put my hand to my smooth chin as if to pretend I was deep in thought. Honestly, the question had thrown me.I had seen that online too; both obvious bearded chubby dudes in too-tight Sailor Moon outfits, and what appeared to be cute girls that commenters were eager to point out had more going on downstairs than one might. He starts each punishment by having me strip, then he sits me down nude at the kitchen table, gives me a blank sheet of paper and a pen, and a paper with my rules on it:I must be nude for discipline. This helps ensure that I am humble and receptive.The discipline is mine and mine alone. It is for my own benefit, and I must own it.Despite that, Daddy decides everything about my discipline. His word is absolute as to when and how I need discipline.I must fully cooperate with my discipline.. ...now...please...I beg of you." She blushed hearing his words. She reached down to his pants and pulled out his 9 1/2 inches and gasped. She'd never seen one so big. She bemt down and lightly licked the head of it making him shudder in response. She opened her mouth and slid his cock about half way in her mouth and started sucking it. She felt a hand on the back of her head, resting on it, not applying any pressure. She moved a hand down to play with his heavy sac, causing him to moan softly.. The hounds were making a terrible racket and I wanted to calm them all down and give them all a dose of something to shut them up because they were giving me a headache. It was not a good beginning at all. Sir William's brother Harry gave me a boost up into the saddle and his proprietary hand all over my soft and yielding rump made me think of how he had degraded me the night before. It was difficult for me to meet his eye because I knew he was fully aware of how much I had enjoyed my sordid.