The last light of the setting sun was just visible above the suburban tree tops. Emma slumped down in the broken wooden chair her dad kept promising t... fix, but never wood. Normally, she would have been proud of herself for not loosing it until she got back to the safety of her room, but she couldn't even feel good about that today.Today, Emma had made the tragic mistake of trying to be brave. She had followed Sam's advice and asked her Clayton; the boy of her reams. It had ended in. By the time we arrived at the cabin I noticed a small wet spot in my shorts, precum leaking from my penis. As soon as we got settled in Andrea had me undress completely and she sat me in a straight back chair . She pulled my hands behind the back of the chair and handcuffed me. We never play bondage so this made me uncomfortable feeling. After securing me she walked over to her suit case and opened it. She began taking out stockings and a garter belt. She took off all her clothes and sat on the. As soon as I entered the hotel lobby, I skipped over to the elevator. I had to keep repeating in my mind the instructions my Daddy gave me earlier this week. I started to fidget nervously, consciously aware of how wet I was becoming. I walked up to the correct room and took a deep breath, closed my eyes and entered, immediately falling to my knees.I heard some rustling coming from within the room, and shortly my Daddy came up, systematically putting on a blindfold, collar, and leash. He. That much was plainly evident. Slender and hairless at her pubic mound. Her face, even in a rictus of pleasure, was unmarked, flawless and lost to the intense sensation her nimble fingers were causing.Her eyes were closed and her perfectly even and white teeth were biting her lower lip. She drew breath sharply through them as she pinched her hardened and deeply reddened teats and her long neck arched, forcing her shoulders off the floor and pushing her breasts forward as if enticing her fingers.