Looking back I suppose it was inevitable that my Wife and Daughter wouldfollow in Ann's footsteps. In fact by the time the pair of them gotblacked, I'... become so submissive that I actually thanked the black guywho'd took my daughters sweet virginity.In just over a year so much had changed, I was no longer the man of myown house. I now slept on the landing at night, dressed in a baby dollnightie complete with stockings and suspenders. Throughout the night Iwas at the beck and call of Mistress. That’s fair isn’t it, Ian?”“Uh...I guess.” “If you were a misbehaving little girl I’d spank you, Ian. Perhaps we should start there.” “W...what?” The smaller man stammered. “If you want to keep your job, drop your pants and bend over my desk.” Grant said coldly. With a sniffle, wishing he was anywhere but there, Ian shivered as he unbuckled his slacks. Letting them drop to his ankles. “Unimaginative. White cotton briefs?” Grant scoffed. “That’s what a little boy would wear.”It’s what Ian had. After they arrived, her mother was informed that the original safari they had booked was canceled due to a labor dispute. After checking with the local magistrate she booked with another safari package. They were driven to a small village about 40 kilometers away the next morning. Although not unusual, it became clear that they were the only guests on this trip. Several black Africans met them at the departure station.....a thatched hut building with no amenities. "Hello madam and daughter, we. I’d been back on the regular ward for about a week and I was still unable to wash properly which meant I was still getting clean downs from the nurses. Usually they were very careful as they moved my robe not to expose my cock too much and they certainly didn’t touch it or my balls.That changed one day when the usual nurses were busy with a problem and another nurse offered to help them out with bed baths. We’d spoken before as she’d looked after me and the other patients on the ward and it.