Amanda could not believe this was happening to her. Her daddy just hit her in the face and wanted her to take off all her clothes. Don’t make me say...this the third time, he said.Amanda started moving off her clothes in front of her daddy. She could not see clearly. Her eyes were soaked with tears. She was only wearing a tank top and a summer skirt so it did not take very long to take them off. She was standing there and wanted to cover her boobs. Bra too! He said But dad… SMACK. She almost fell. You try not to laugh at the sight of me walking into the room wearing nothing but about thirty feet of medical tape wrapped around my torso.I go and sit in a comfortable chair at the foot of the bed, my vision directly between--indeed directed there--by the splay of your legs, to the treasure concealed by a pouch of light fabric, the inspiring curvature of your ass above.You know what to do. Tentatively you slide a hand to that very spot, where your panties nearly disappear between your legs.. Being a girl dominated family (after bro left), we (that’s me and my mom) wore almost nothing in the house. But strangely enough, it didn’t arouse any of us. Like my mom would come out of the bath in the nude toweling her hair and order me to make her breakfast. Or I would be desperate to go to the loo (we had a common one for us) and mom’s in there. I will be going inside and standing outside the room naked and jumping to go in. But nothing of this aroused us. . The interior walls on this floor were of wood paneling, and there was plaster on the exterior walls. The small room that we were shown to had a window about thirty inches square. There was a bed in one corner, but that was all besides some pegs in the wall to hang things on, and a bucket with a lid. A blanket and a comforter were folded up on the bed. Spartan was the first word that came to mind on seeing all of this. Fifteen minutes or so went by before the Castellan returned."Master Teige.