“And Pete, I have to admit I knew who you were the first moment I saw you. While I was home on leave last year, I went to a convention in Atlanta. A...d in the movie room they were presenting a game you had done a few years ago of Chaos. You looked like a cowboy, but add maybe two years and cut your hair and I knew it was you the moment we met.”“Well, Frannie here knows, and I told her I wanted it kept a secret. I do not want to take over your group Fred, I just want to play like anybody else.. ..keep going."I pushed down farther, knowing the huge head was getting close to theopening of my throat...and I was gonna gag....oh I don't want to gag, butbut..."Agghhhhh!" My first gag came out before I could think, I couldn't stopit, and my mouth started to fill with dripping spit."Good bitch...hold it right there."Oh Daddy....he was having me hold it right at the entrance of my throat,tickling it where it made me gag the most.Over and over I gagged trying to hold it there, making that. Dad was already at work, and mom was in the kitchen, relaxing with a cup of coffee when we walk in. Realizing neither of us had ever drunk coffee in front of her before, we suppress the urge to raid the coffee pot and say hello as we pour glasses of orange juice.“Bazaar tonight,” mom reminds us. “Everyone gets money and buys their own dinner.” She was looking out the kitchen window, towards the grove where the bazaar would be held, as she mutters, “Remember to be in by 11, Steph. I know you. I'm sure I can handle that largest jewel plug. You said once I wascomfortable and adjusted to being plugged I could come again. Haven't Ishown you that I'm okay with having my urethral plug constantly andwearing my jewel almost all the time? I've not complained about mypretty new clothes or making myself look like a girl for you, or evendoing all the household chores now. I think you're being tooconservative about this last step, as I am ready to take it. Pleasereconsider?"I looked down at my.