He told me, “Call me Daddy.” “Yes Daddy.” He responded, “Good boy.” I was told to get up and get dressed and meet him at his place. He ...ad already gotten from me that I had no plans for the weekend. It was two hours later when I was sitting next to his door at two in the morning. He walked up the stairs, saw me and smiled. He said to me, “Good, you’re here. Now go inside undress and go to my bedroom.” I said nothing and followed his instructions, entering his room and undressed. I lay on. He hugged me from behind, cupping my boobs. We went into deeper waters so as to not be noticed when we do raunchy stuff under our clothes. Once we were deep in neck-level waters, sure enough, he started kissing my neck from behind and strengthening his grip over my boobs. He started caressing my boobs over the nearly-nonexistent-thin clothing, occasionally pinching my nipples. My nipples had gotten so hard by then that if we came out of water that very moment, I was afraid, they would rip the. Candles on a table on the far side of the room flicker causing shadows to dance on the walls. The table is covered in a dr****g deep red cloth and on it woth the candles are a array of dildos whips and gags.A heavy looking solid wood chair around sits against another wall and the only other thing in the room is a leather sex swing hanging from the ceiling by strong chains.Her eyes stare at the swing missing anything else. You can almost see the drool on the tip of her mouth as the dreams of. I moved my right hand on her side telling her to feel the stretch and easily could feel the bra straps below her armpits. While moving my hand again and again I was often touching my fingers on her boobs. She did not mind. I got bold. Did it someway on the other side and this time brushed my hand on her boobs from side. She did not say anything. Then I asked her to move both her hand at back and try to touch hands at back keeping elbows straight. While doing this I asked her to feel stretch on.