My tugging on the rope forced her to rock, upsetting her balanceso she struggled to maintain it. This also made her crotch rope dig deeperinto her cun... hurting her as I heard a painful moan escape from her gaggedmouth. I walked over the wall where my collection of beautifully crafted whipshung and I selected a leather riding crop. I showed her the crop and askedher if she had ever been whipped by one. I watched the fear grow in her eyesas she mumbled no tearfully through her gag and began to. This is what Daddy sees, when he looks at me, she thought. Little One put all the dresses on hangers and put them in her closet, practicing her walk, the way Saleslady had taught her, checking in the mirror each time she crossed the room. She then looked for a place to put her bras and panties. Her vanity had deep drawers on both sides. Little One bent down and pulled the drawer open. She looked in the vanity mirror and saw her reflection in the tall mirror behind her. Little One could see her. "You used to play truth or dare?" I asked. "Yes, many times, I guess we used to get pretty crazy back then". "How crazy did you get?" I asked, wondering just how much she might admit to. Mom got this funny smile on her face and said, "Well talking about it wouldn't be as fun as playing the game now would it?" "Oh, are you asking if I want to play truth or dare? Or just brushing me off?" I asked. Mom thought for a few seconds and that funny smile returned to her face, she took a drink of her. So i didnt really talk to him much. It was clear throughout the day though that everyone got along good and it certainly wouldnt be the last time that I would be brought out. I also found out something that I figured I should have asked much earlier, I found out that Tracy and Blaire lived in the same town as me, just went to different schools. My sister and their parents even agreed that since we seemed to be making such good friends, that they would bring us over to hang out together once in.