” Beneath his had, I squeaked. He knew just what to say to turn me from a frisky lover into an obedient pet. A very wet, obedient pet. “Have I mad... myself clear?” His voice rumbled from his chest, and that alone was enough to make me melt, but combine that with the dark lust in his eyes and the way he stood over me, I was absolute putty in his hands. “Yes Sir.” “Good.” Keeping one hand on my throat, he took the other and placed it on my breast. The sheer material of my corset under my shirt. “I’m sorry. I'm so sorry Daddy, I couldn't help it,” I moan, still riding out the last of my orgasm. You reach down and grip your hands around my arms. “Dirtly little slut,” you reprimand me through gritted teeth, as you pull me back up to my knees, “You've turned into such a selfish little bitch, haven't you?” Holding the base of your cock, and using your hips you swing them around, making your cock slap my face. “I’m so sorry Daddy,” I whisper, tears welling up in my eyes, “I won’t do that. "You lasted more than two dates," she said with an impish grin... "Most guys join Sheila's Trail of Broken Hearts long before this." Yup, she was Sheila's sister, all right."Oh, you just be quiet," Sheila said."Do I lie?" Jenny said. "Anyway," she walked up to me, "nice to meet you. Now I have a face to put to Sheila's incessant 'Brendan' blather when we talk on the phone." Nice to meet you, too," I laughed."Bren, there are days when you should be very glad you don't have any siblings," Sheila. Thebelt made it hard to walk, the straps were all about 3? wide, and they weretightly fitted to me. I was unable to go to the bathroom for the day and unableto fit my finger under the strap to relieve myself. ?The bra that he chose for me was cutting intomy body. It too was padlocked on so that I was unable to relieve the pressureon my tits. My nipples were crushed against the thick lace, hard and erect fromthe constant stimulation that I was experiencing. ?I said, have youfinished?' The voice.