And then came a figure I knew so well, even if he was wearing high heels and a dress that clung tightly to his body - the women were our Dads, all gla...med up with their hair styled and their lips done and their make-up on. I could feel the realisation dawning around the room as the applause slowed and then suddenly increased as we looked at our Dad's again and saw the effort every one of them had put in. They pranced across that stage as if they'd been born in heels, wiggling like they had a. Tell me that you will always be my pussyboy slave." said John. I was in the lust of the moment."I want more nigger cock and I will be your slave, Daddy. I will sleep tied up to get your fuckstick, Daddy. I am your pussyboy slave, Daddy." I heard a clank as the blindfold was quickly removed and was replaced by some metal dome that kept my eyes shut. There was a smaller clank as a metal neck piece was put around my neck. It must have had a chain around it, because when we moved to a different. She really wanted to go further, and so, although her hands were trembling, she undid a couple of buttons of Michael’s dress shirt. Then she had stood back from him so that he could look at her, unzipped her dress and let it fall from her body. Although Maggie had always been painfully shy, at that moment, maybe influenced by the champagne, she said that it had felt important to her that Michael should see how she looked, and still want her. She could see from the way he had looked at her. She is the most infuriatingly wonderful woman I have ever met,” he said in exasperation.“Yeah, she is easy to love. You must remember she was more or less my mother after my mother died,” I reminded him.“Yes, and her faith in you is as movable as a mountain. She told me one night that she couldn’t pinpoint when she knew that you would have a major impact on the island. Only that when you did, the lives of everyone here would change for the better,” he told me.“It wasn’t intentional, I can.