”I dialed home, dreading who would answer, but Liz picked up halfway through the first ring.“Mikey?” she said before I said anything.“Yes. Wha...?”“I’m sorry,” she said, and I heard her start sobbing.“For what?”“It’s my fault.”“What is?”“That dumb doctor!” she said, choking on her tears. “Every single day, every single one, she pushed me on if it was you or Dad who abused me. Every day! When I admitted to sleeping in your bed that one night, she was sure it was you!”“You and I both know nothing. Locking a pair of ankle cuffs, with about an 8" chain, round myankles, she slammed the door shut, got into the car and drove off. Iwas so relieved to be in the safety of the inside of the car, I didn'tcare if anyone saw what she was doing, nor did I care at that timewhere she was taking me. When I had calmed down and wanted to know, Itried to make some appropriate noises, but the gag muffled any attemptsat speech and Mistress just told me to shut up.We drove for about fifteen minutes to the. She pulled her feet out of his hands to sounds of obvious protest. She ran both feet down his chest, one stopping over his nipples the other continuing down to his cock, rubbing his cock through his boxers while she teased his nipples. After a few minutes of this exquisite teasing both her feet were pulling down his boxers, he was shaking with the desire to feel her feet on his cock. When her big toe touched his balls he moaned in pleasure, his eye were riveted to what her feet were doing to. "Someone told me that you were seen twice with a female from the East side. If you have to quiet your hormones, I want you to tell me. I can provide the discrete service for that. You will stop seeing that tart as of now. We don't associate with those people on the East Side, they are blue collar duds, way below our social standing."There was no use arguing with him. I knew my father well. He was not just stern, he was cold and unfeeling, a tyrant. When I was fifteen I had found out how utterly.