Jake frowned. "Do I have to use something on you every time?" he asked, wondering just how much she actually needed him, as opposed to just needing so...eone to shove sharp objects into her. After all, she never said she loved him back."No," Béla said, wrapping her arms around his neck and hugging against him so that he couldn't look at her. "Of course not."She rubbed her tits against his chest to distract him, idly noticing how much more hair he had on his chest than others she'd known in her. Soon I wasn’t just kissing her mouth, but sucking, nuzzling and biting her neck, nibbling on her ears and pulling at her lips. My hands moved down from either side of her head to her gorgeous tits, and she arched her back and gasped as I began to roll her erect nipples between my thumb and forefinger. By this point my whole weight was pressing through my rock hard cock, against her throbbing pussy. As she got more turned on and the moans became even more frequent, I left her mouth and neck. "There, that's fixed up - let's get you properly attired for your first day here."Being 'properly attired' meant having a stiff, red leather posture collar locked around her throat with a padlock through the strong buckle. Thicker, red leather straps were secured around her wrists and ankles. Her master padlocked her wrist cuffs together then pulled her hands up her back before securing the cuffs to a short chain dangling from the rear of her collar. He fitted another short chain between her. How long had this been going on? Why didn't Sam tell me? We were the same age. We had grown up together. We told each other everything. Although I could see how it would be difficult to bring it up"Hey George, how are you, by the way I dress as a girl and suck your dad's dick. Want to go and play on my 360?" yeah might be a problem. I kept watching as my best friend continued to suck on my father."God, Sammi, you suck cock so well, you little slut!" my dad groaned.The girl sucking my father.