Where the hell did they go? Maybe I took them off in the house somewhere. I'll just wear my black ones.So I head on down to the store for the morning....Pick up some lunch meat, bread, cheese, and coffee.I walk back to my apartment. When I get inside I'll look around and I don't see my loafers wonder what the hell I do with them. Hmmm.I go join the other guys outside. We all walk down and get some beer and cigars. My feet are getting kind of sweaty. When I get back I'll go inside to the hallway. ?Hooo I think I’ll have a little of that wine now? says Sandy, in a happy tone at last. A cheerful Kerry replies ?Oh yeah there’s a little left at the end of the bottle?Jessica jokes ?You know in spanking therapy it’s supposed to be the spankee who gets the therapy? drawing laughter from her friends.?Chris?? ?Yes Miss Jessica? I manage through clenched teeth.?Corner!??Yes Miss Jessica?. with great effort I carefully get to my feet and hobble over to my corner and stand with my nose against the. Right up until I left we did not mention my livingarrangements.As the time got a little closer, some of the messages from my fatherbecame a little odd to. Things like "I have changed a lot since we werelast together. Be prepared."Well I was not prepared. I rang the bell and a lady answered the door.I was just about to say: "You must be Felicity" and then I realised.This lady was my father. I just stood there open mouthed."Have you got a hug for your old dad," sang a surprisingly. She sat me down in the chair and then proceeded to tie my hands to the chair. Karen and I had played some bondage games before but never anything like this. So, my response to this was to have an incredible hard-on. When Karen saw this, she just smiled. She then tied my thighs to the arms of the chair and my feet to the wheels. The net effect was that I was spread wide and couldn't move.Karen then bent over me and proceeded to give me a mind-blowing blow job. She was slowly fucking her.