Since Cynthia decided to make him hers, he had to wear it no matter what and at all times. He even had to sleep with it. Even when they were making l...ve, he still had it on. And Cynthia just loved to caress his collared neck during sex. For her, it was the ultimate symbol that, no matter what he was doing or where he was, she still had her hand on his throat. He was her property and she didn't want him to forget that. Not even for an instant. Since the prom had arrived and males were. The combination of leather and lace made me feel sexy.Daddy watched in silence as I walked slowly towards him seductively swinging my hips. His eyes roamed down my body and he licked his lips. Impishly, I smiled at him before wrapping my arms around his neck and kissing him with passion. Gently, but firmly he squeezed my bare buttocks melding me into his body.I could feel my father's very erect cock pressing against me through his trousers. I slid his blazer off his shoulders and let it drop to. As I was showering all I could think about was Hanna showering and before I knew it my cock was rock hard. I was a skinny kid and from what i know now I had a fairly large cock for my age. I was 13 and was sporting a 6 inch cock that was about 5.5 inches in gurth when erect and very rigid. It stood straight up pointing at the sky. After about 10 minutes I was done showering and went to pull the curtain open and there was Hanna hanging her towel back on the rack. She turned to see my semi erect. "Not quite, but nearly."Three days later, I unfastened all the straps and led her into the bathroom."Heaven," she sighed as she sank into the warm soapy water, "Johnny?" What mum?" Come here."I went over to her and she pulled my face down to hers, she kissed me gently and said softly."I'm never going back Johnny, never."I loved her more than anything in the world, but I couldn't trust her, not yet. "I know mum," I said and kissed her forehead. "But I'm still going to keep a close eye on you.".