I closed my eyes and took deep breathes not only to focus but also to deaden my pains. At last my urine came out in a hard stream. I wiped and stood.I...followed him into the living room. The sight on the straps on the wall put anguish into my stomach. That was not my fate - at least not right now.Mr. Grayson sat on the couch and patted next to him. I sat down on his left side."Closer," he said.I scooted."Good." He placed his left hand on top of my right thigh.We watched an old sitcom. He laughed. I could tell Dave was fascinated, since he was staring and literally licking his lips. I rubbed my own clit, hard and jutting, as I worked the dildo in and out. It felt great, but I knew I wouldn't be able to cum again in quite awhile.I pulled out the dildo, now wet with our juices, and attached it to the harness. The heavy weight hanging from my front made me feel extremely powerful. Time to tame Dave!"Come here and lick my cock clean, cum-eater." He crawled over and began to flick his tongue. " Was I a bottle baby?"Mom laughed. "Oh no! You latched onto my nipples and wouldn't let go. I breastfed you until you were almost two." Why?" I asked."We were living on base in Florida then, and I didn't trust the water. You liked juice, especially apple, but you didn't care for a bottle. You liked my boobs best."I blushed pink, suddenly conscious of a wonderful intimacy. She finished my foot and lowered it to the floor, staring into space."I loved you," she said with a shaky voice. " I kissed. They were quite clear about that. Yes, replies the other half of my brain, but the further you go down this road, the more difficult it will be to stop. For a second or two I am held with indecision when there is a hand on my shoulder. "Hi. It's Joseph isn't it?"I turn round to see Ros Buchanan herself, obviously just arriving for work."Hi, Ros. Er, yes it's me. I was, I mean I didn't want to be too early" Nonsense, come on it and let's do coffee"She gently leads me in, or maybe she pushes me.