He was so sexy. So handsome. I wanted to fuck him so badly. This was all Cheryl Elliston's fault. Why did she and her deviant family have to be my pat...ents? I bet Clint was fucking all of them. His sisters, his mother, definitely his cousins, and his aunt. It was so wrong. So taboo.My pussy clenched so hard. I had to get laid. It had been so long. Several years.“Well?” James asked, shaking his head. “You seem out of it.”“Just a weird day at work,” I said, throwing my daughter's soiled thong. It felt so good to have her nude and warm breasts against my back. She pushed me off the bed and said to turn around. Now she was where I had been and she pulled me towards her spread legs and the edge of the bed. She pulled my underwear down and brought her mouth to my balls as she looked up.She stroked my cock as she sucked my balls looking at me the whole time. Soon she was moving her head up and down on my shaft and pulling my ass towards her. In a very short time I felt I was going to cum.. Smiling at him I suggested a change of outfit. He asked would I wear the PVC mini skirt and Corset. I asked would he prefer the shoes or boots. Smiling he walked over to the wardrobe, opened the doors and bent to retrieve something. Returning to an upright position he turned toward me smiling and handed me a pair of thigh length high heeled black PVC boots. Stripping my lingerie from my body he helped fasten me into the unbelievably tight PVC corset. Pulling the tight micro mini over my thighs. A part of my mind, too, noted that the sensation of leather on naked skin was quite a pleasant one, and maybe I should explore that more in future… if I ever escaped from here.What was Dr McPhail doing? Had he gone full Joszef Fritzl? Would I be trapped here for the rest of my life, in his basement, popping out babies to grow up and be fucked by him in turn? Surely people knew where I was if I went missing. But then my captor was a powerful, very intelligent man in a position of trust, so maybe.