He protested but after much pleading he agreed. This back in 1971 and coming from a strict family I always had to wear dresses or skirts and my parent... refused to let me wear mini,s like some other girls. I had bought one but never showed them so I took this oppurtunity to wear it as I knew my brother would not tell them, especially since he had me sucking his cock everyday for the past 2 years, but that another story(true also)So I got dressed with pantyhose and the mini with some high heels. .. boy! Yes, girl and boy. Would that be okay, daddy?”“If you want, pumpkin ... I mean mistress.” I amended, blushing even more. And feeling my cock getting mighty uncomfortable in my trousers. I don’t know exactly why. Maybe seeing my wife and daughter naked, maybe the thrill of calling Evelyn mistress. The jolt in my pants as I wondered about that, kind of answered the question.“Does that mean your mom can sleep in bed now? Do you want me to sleep on the floor instead?”“Hmmm. Yes and no. Girl. Between the wire framing, he could see that the man bore the welts of repeated beatings. “I’ve had to put up with a lot here,” the man muttered quietly so only Bernard could hear. “Don’t think I’m going to put up with that sort of th...” He stopped suddenly.Bernard heard a noise from the corridor outside. Voices, some of them English, some of them Oriental, warned of women returning to the room.Bernard watched as Madam Chao, Tsai Linn and Liu Wei came in with a group of three western women.. “C’mon ... you are so fucking slow” she chided me.I peeled off my clothes ... I was a little self-conscious given that my cock was half-hard and growing at the sight of her sexy body.“Oh wow ... it’s beautiful ... and big” she commented in reference to my cock. She again laughed at my discomfort.“I hadn’t imagined it to be so big” she added.Then she laughed and asked “Is that why you have the nickname Hoss ... short for horse cock?”I was too embarrassed to reply, hoping that she would let the.