She extracted anothernegligee, not the teddy one, but a full length thing.She went into the bathroom, and in as short a time asI’ve ever known h...r to undress, reappeared, wearing thissatiny looking thing that wasn’t exactly flimsy, but wasas sexy as anything I had ever seen. It hung from twothin shoulder straps, and the material just eitherdraped beautifully or clung to the curve of her hips andbreasts as she moved. The neckline was modest enough,but the back was almost no there. At home we ushered her into the bedroom, and as my wife stood by the door, her daughter ran and jumped into my arms, her lips seeking mine. "Suze", I cried, "it’s so good that you are here with us!" I remembered the shock with which I had realised that Suze just had to be my daughter, and how we had sat in my house and took in the enormity of this and what we had done since our first meeting. I had so much to say, but wanted Suze to tell me how she felt first, and as it transpired, she was. She handed the cuff to the red head and wandered into a side room.“I’m D” she said and took the cuff to lead me further into the building. I started to tell her my name but she put a finger to her lip and told me that while I was here I was Slave G. We entered a room that would normally be a bed room but seemed to be 3 walls covered in wardrobes and chest of draws. D turned to me and said “Strip please, Mistress is expecting us well turned out very shortly”I looked at her now knowing what to. I continued, "She'd die if she knew it was her own sexy little daughter that I used to 'get ready'." My stepdaughter smiled pridefully."So, do you do this a lot?" I'm afraid so ... I've had to. Your mom expects me to be as vigorous with her as I was when we met, and that means I've already had to follow this procedure several times already." What about Helen? Do you 'get ready' by looking at her, too?" No, I've never tried to 'get ready' by looking at your sister. She may be a couple of years.