I was a photography hobbyist, and found inspiration in the pictures and descriptions. Kat knew about this, and she took little interest in it, until ... couple of the fetish catalogs came in. One was shoes and boots, beautiful but expensive leather and vinyl things. The other was clothing, mostly leather fetish clothing, though it included restraints and such too. She enjoyed looking at those catalogs, but I didn’t think anything of it. I mean, what did she or I know about that lifestyle?. . I think I even softly begged her not to do this to me. She just smiled — so sure, relaxed, self-content.As I started to regain some of my senses back, I decided it was enough. As I moved my legs to the side of the bed to get up — it was only then I realized that during that extremely wild hypnotic make out session, at some point Tori had managed to tie my hands by the bed posts — I fell back onto the bed with an audible snap.I still remember the devilish little giggle that escaped out of her. Aaaahhhhhhhhhhhh aaaaahhhhhhhhh ohhhh yaaaa, like that… When I started moaning his dick rose. I was sure that he didn’t wear any underwear. I tried to make it sleep. But it did not. So I kept rubbing it in a sexy way. Then the movie became in a lower volume. I told him to stop because people might see. So he stopped and started rubbing my thighs slowly. Then he kept his hand inside my skirt and started to rub. I started moaning slowly like hmmmmm hoo hmmm aahh like that. He applied little. ” I hoped beyond hope she would accept my explanation; luckily she didn't care enough to doubt me. “ Your father will bring you some dinner when he gets back from the store,” she rudely barked, making it seem like such a bother to have to care for me after my stupidity in getting into an accident. “I don't know why he is so darned easy on you,” she snorted as she turned to exit the door. She didn't quite make it as Daddy walked in to face her. He sort of growled at her as she tried to make it.