Hey, that idea doesn't sound too bad. Let's file that one away for later. My writing is a super intelligent process.So feel free to weigh in, most Con...tructive Reader, let me know what you do and don't like. Shoot me any ideas or directions you might have. They have certainly helped in the past and I welcome the interaction.Full disclosure; I am considering moving some of my writing to other online platforms. All open-access and free-to-read, of course. The stories published here will be my. ?Yes. Yes, Mistress.? She mumbled. I liked the sound of?Mistress?. ?So, tell me.? ?I?ve been naughty, Mistress. I need to be punished.? ?And do naughty little girls deserve any modesty?? Idemanded. ?No, Mistress? ?So why have you still got your dress on? You should knowbetter than that.? I snapped. ?I?m sorry, Mistress.? As Andrea scrambled her way out of her dress I looked overthe paraphernalia laid out on the bed. As well as a selection of leather cuffsand restraints there was the paddle,. They were on my pussy. I froze in panic for a second, feeling the touches and the stroking on my tender vaginal lips, before I jerked and rolled to turn on the light. It was then that I felt a hand reach up and grab my wrists to stop me. I screamed and another hand covered my mouth. I kicked and tried to struggle but whoever it was was stronger than me. I couldnt see much, just a dark figure over my bed, looming, huge and intimidating. He wasnt fat, but he was built like a linebacker, all. Come over here, baby. I wanna sit down. Her father hurried over to the sofa and sat down, spread eagle, his cock and balls hanging over the edge. Janie followed right behind and knelt in front of him once again. Marveling at the stiff throbbing of his mighty prick, she caressed it. Her hands rubbed all over and she cradled his nuts in one palm, then let them hang. Her heart was pounding in her chest as she smelled his cock and opened her mouth to take it in. Yeah, baby, get back on it. Start.