I locked the cuff on my left hand, and put both hands behind my back, though not around the pole. My heartbeat was like thunder. I was shaking with an...icipation. I always do when I'm at this point. One click away from imprisonment. Voluntarily giving up my freedom. I looked at my key and ice one last time. Then with a rush of adrenaline, I locked my left hand into the cuff - and I was in bondage!First thing I did was struggled to get free. But I couldn't. I twisted, I turned, I pulled, I. Next thing I knew, I heard my sisters voice, I looked around and she was stood in the doorway with a shocked look on her face.I quickly held the magazine over my hard-on, then realized I still had Sophie's knickers up to my face.She called me all the names under the sun and threated to tell Mum and Dad about me. I pleaded with her and told her I would do anything.She went quiet the smiled 'Ok' she said.She told me to show her my dick, I dropped the magazine and held it in front of her, she. Ok?”“Sure dad, anything, and what do you want to know?”“How do you really feel about me? Tell me everything, even the secrete things.”“Ok.” Placing her hand on his shoulder...”You know I love you very much. I think about you all the time. You have made me so very happy and I feel so safe and complete when you are around. I think about you holding me and kissing me ... on the lips.”“And what do you want me to do to you?”“Daddy, I want you to take my clothes off and feel me all over. I want your. Betty was the dutiful and doting mother, but whenever someone needed to get up in the night to see about them, it was me. She and Nick basically told me that was exclusively my job. Nick plays with them, but seldom, and I don’t think he ever actually changed them. For that he either called me or Betty. Betty also let me know that I would always have to re-arrange my schedule to baby sit if she and Nick should ever want to go out together. As the children grew, it basically became my.