“Daddy, what is that?” she asked nervously.Matt looked at the leather collar in his hand, then he looked back into her pretty eyes, “This, well ...his is your mother’s collar,” he told her matter of factly. “She wore it at home all the time before you were born, and after your birth, she wore it in the bedroom mostly.” “Oh my god, you mean...?” she started to ask.“Yes, your mother was my sub for all the time we were together until she died,” he said solemnly. “I want you to have this, and to. As for her breasts, though, I still was scoring. She thought nothing about me being up against her, even if she were still in her nightgown.With Aunt Ginny, I wasn’t going to get away with that much, but I still sometimes saw her breasts, and a few times even managed to bump up against them without her notice.Susan was Miss Big-Britches in her sisters’ eyes. Cheerleader, lipstick, heels, fags in her purse lining, boyfriends. She’d help with my math at first, but never volunteer, maybe because I. I put on my board shorts and we drove straight to school, so I could get some more practice laps in. The rest of the team got there shortly thereafter, so we practiced relays for a bit. About an hour before the match was scheduled to start, Coach Overholt blew the whistle."Everybody out of the pool! I want you guys to get some rest before the match starts." We hung out on the bleachers while we waited for the other team to arrive. Jeff looked up at me."While we're waiting, why don't we have. Even through the blue haze, the redhead saw the shame plasterer over the woman's pretty features.Lady Sif scowled. Reaching behind her back, the brunette retrieved the large plastic suppository, dropping it at the redhead's feet. Natasha felt her belly tighten, biting her lip."This device was planted on a human guest of Thor."Natasha blinked, eyes widening as she observed the butt plug, clearing her throat awkwardly: "never seen that before in my life."The warrior woman practically growled her.