YANK! Jingle.. click-click-click-click!He was pulled towards the doors again. Now though with no way to resist!As before, the strong pull of the leash...caused the dildo to explore somemore and for Simom to bite down a little on the gag filling his mouthwith what was becoming a familiar taste. This time he thought it strangethat it had got stronger, the taste had seemed to diminish since firstentering his mouth so he thought it had rubbed off. His mind raced tryingto figure out how he could stop. Withholding an orgasm was definitely not her strongest skill. She is about to argue, but Stella instantly takes her fingers from her pussy, grabs her nipple, and tweaks it. Hard. Hard enough that it should hurt, and it did cause her to cry out, but her cries aren’t in pain. They are in pleasure.“Yes, ma’am…” Meg reluctantly replies and a huge grin breaks out across Stella’s face.“Ma’am? I prefer Mistress, but ma’am works to,” Stella coos before she leans down and licks the nipple she just. All your Jiggling booty and expansive boobies... I Mean, WTF... what red-blooded male would look at you and not start thinking dark things... Just think... You don't want to imagine it's true... but at some point, our very own father would have Jacked off thinking about debasing you in every conceivable way possible. every father has those thoughts about his daughter a few times in there lives"The horror filling her eyes as the realisation of this simple truth dawned on her face, made me. ..almost as good as having a cock in me! After getting myself all squeaky clean, I got out of the shower, dried off, went and picked out an outfit for the day (or at least the morning). My cock was already springing to life, walking into all these clothes! I pulled out a purple A-line skirt, lined, back zip and cut just above the knee. I found a white satin blouse and my black heels from the night before. I got myself dressed, put on some make up and the same wig. After checking.