As the compliments were being passed out, my two daughters walked into the room. All conversation stopped and everyone’s jaw hit the floor including...mine. Carol and Diane were in matching waitress outfits that were designed to bust a zipper. Their tops were stretched tight across their tits and it was obvious that they were not wearing bras. Their skirts were so short that standing up they left an inch or so of ass cheek showing. At first glance I had no idea if they had any panties on or not.. I turned around to see Pinky, Roopa’s four-year-old daughter standing in the hallway watching us. “Daddy’s at work, you know that,” said Roopa as she slipped into mother mode. The top came down and those beauties I’d been sucking on disappeared from sight, possibly forever. I sighed as I sat back down on the couch and started on another beer. “But I want my Daddy, he hasn’t hugged me goodnight yet.” I could tell by the look on her face that the tears were not far away. “Daddy will be home. He came and ranged the door bell in between he called twice to confirm the address and route.it was around 11 am in I was quite eager to see guy who is going to explore me. I opened door I saw him he was quite good. dark in colour not fair. He has got athletic body(which I came to know later he is national level runner) he was good in height with 5.11 and a good chest which I liked it to core.He was in white t-shirt and blue jean with puma shoes. He was shocked to see me having a such figure in. Out of a whim of particular cruelty, my owner also placed a headband of white fluffy bunny ears upon my head. He had already proven himself a magician by such feats impertinent to this story. Let me only say he was powerful and cruel, and i desperately wanted to get away. By a stroke of luck he died, but his curse remained. i could not ever remove my bondage straps, and on occasion the fake bunny ears even moved with my emotions. Any clothing i tried to place upon my white fluffy top and skirt.