He said just as flatly as I had. So it was going to be one of those explain yourself deals. I could live with that I guessed, even if Casey wasnt my d...d. Whatever. I wanted to tell you. Bullshit! I did! Then whyd I have to catch you hooking up to find out!? I paused. The truth was the truth, even if it put the blame on Joshs head. I didnt know how this was going to end, but I knew the path it would take. I promised Josh I wouldnt say anything. And why would he do that? Make you promise not to. Whatever. My prick ached with the thought of how tight the young woman's cunny-hole must be inside. I was almost ready to leave a big mess on my neighbor's carpet, when Sam nudged me, interrupting my train of thought. "Quite a looker, huh?" he teased me. "I'll bet you'd like to stick that big thing up her tight little hole and make her beg for mercy." Sam grinned at my obvious erection. "Probably would too," he continued. "I'll bet that thing would split that little girl wide open!" . I feel the butt plug inside me. In the full-length mirror to my left, I can see my short, sheer, pink plastic dress, with matching bonnet and booties. I can see three bags of my pasty, drug-sweetened gruel hanging on high wall hooks behind me. I can see the chains the shackle me to my chair. So maybe I'm just a crybaby.After all, I've dreamed of surrendering all control and responsibility to a cruel, impossible-to-please temptress, and my mistress is indeed as mean and cruel as they come. I. ’ ‘Better than that, Alice had three lists, the first was headed, ‘questions I should ask,’ the second was, ‘questions Mum should have asked,’ and the third was, ‘questions we shouldn’t ask, but would like to know.’ Your daughter is pretty direct you know.’ ‘I hope you weren’t offended at all.’ ‘Of course not, in many ways she is very like you, not just in looks but in small mannerisms, for example when she is perplexed for a moment she frowns slightly and tilts her head to one side exactly as.