"Just what I said. They've been informed of what you might like and they will comply fully, and do only what you tell them. They each get a generous t...p if nobody hurts you and you get what you want. Now, back into the tub; I'm sure several of these gentlemen are in need of some relief."As she scurried back into the bathroom she turned to me and asked, "Are you going to participate, too?" No, but I'm going to sit here on the toilet until things get going to make sure everything goes well."Her. .. ahh!" I slapped her across the cheek, hard enough to get her immediate attention, but not hard enough to really hurt. I'd have to build to that."I said no talking unless I give you permission. As I was saying before you interrupted me. You being here doesn't make any sense to me. But, that's okay for now. I'm happy to do you this favor before I kick you out of my life. Now, here's how this is gonna work. Remember your safe word? You may say yes or no." Yes." Her voice was small and I could. “You should have called. We would have picked you up.”“I wouldn’t be caught dead in that filth you live in,” said her father on the phone. “We should have never allowed it.”“Dad, I’m almost thirty years old.”He hung up the phone and said:“That’s right! You’re almost thirty years old, and now you come running home all bruised and battered like a teenage tomboy after a fistfight. This is not the way, Amanda! You’re obviously not taking proper care of yourself down there.”Her mother’s fingers. Then, soaping up the sponge,I began scrubbing her. Mandy sighed as I gently massaged and washed herback. As I became involved in the exercise, I let the sponge drift overher shoulders and then a little lower, onto her breasts. Mandy didn'tobject, so I lingered there. Her nipples reacted to the attention I wasgiving them, growing erect. Then, I moved a little lower and washed herpussy.When I had completely washed Mandy, she asked me if I would mindshampooing her hair. Of course, I was her.