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 Adults Only Author: BarelySofi Copyright 2017 (sofieta.teta@gmail.com)
Title: Little Bastards 17
STORYCODES: Submission, exposure, maledom, boydom, oral, exhibition
Summary: Sandra, the typical 16 years old girl, is still accepting
challenges from the boys and the man who had previously blackmailed her.

   Little Bastards

   Chapter XVII

   August 15th

   I woke up again early in the morning feeling something in my nipples, I
looked down and saw Brad with his little fingers playing with them.  As
soon as he noticed I had woken up he looked at me a bit worried.

   "Sorry, but, those are funny," He said a bit embarrassed.

   I nodded realizing how weird it was all the situation.

   "Is ok Brad, you own me, you can play with them if you want, just, try
to be gentle ok?" I said smiling and he smiled relieved.

   "Mines never get so big," He said looking his chest.

   "Well, I guess you have another part growing big," I said, feeling his
little hard-on on my tummy.

   He was still playing with my nipples, flicking and pulling, but he was
gentle and didn't make me feel bad at all.

   "how are they named?" He finally asked

   uh?  I said a bit confused.  He pinched my nipples softly.  "those"

   "ahh, nipples" I answered finally.

   "I love nipples," he said with a wide smile.

   "What are they for?" he asked again.

   "Do you really don't know?" I asked, really?  he didn't know?  He
blushed, I nodded and smiled, brushing his hair.

   "To feed babies mostly, if I'm ever a mommy, my breasts will grow bigger
and I will start to produce milk to feed my baby, but right now, those are
more...  a way to have fun"

   He looked at me, now he was the one confused.

   His little fingers were making me aroused, I realized how bad and
confusing was my answer.

   "Let's see how to explain it, babies suck those to get their mom's milk"


   "Like...  puppies?" I saw a video where puppies were sucking.

   I nodded, "yes, that's it," I said, stroking his hair in approval.

   I squirmed feeling his lips around my left nipple, it was hard enough so
he didn't have trouble starting to suckle it, I blushed, wondering how I
was feeling so good in a so weird situation.

   "Gently, ok?" I managed to say, while his lips started to work on my
sensitive nipple.

   He had their little hands in both my breasts, one on the one he was
sucking, the other was rubbing my other one.  I put my hand on his head,
brushing his hair softly while he suckled, he was doing a fine job, really
gentle, and I was getting more and more aroused.

   I heard sounds, and saw Mr.  Barnes, he was looking at us.  I whispered
a sorry, again I was apologizing without reason, but I felt somehow bad. 
He just smiled and nodded, then left the room.

   That was my life, having a boy sucking my nipple while his dad was
looking at us happily.

   After some minutes Brad seemed to loose interest, I could feel he was
getting nervous, I tried to calm him brushing his hair with my fingers, but
It didn't work.  He was rubbing his crotch over me, I realized what was
really happening.

   "Brad, you have to pee, don't you?"

   He looked at me and blushed.

   "Ok, let's go then, I need a shower"

   He stood up, I had to control myself to not giggle watching the tent on
his pants, poor boy.

   I didn't care about putting clothes, I took his hand and we went to the
bathroom.

   Without him asking for, I just pulled his pants down to his knees, and
hold his penis with my hand.

   He started to pee, he was hard, so I felt a little difficult to point to
it.  He leaned back to me, I felt his head on my tummy while I was bending
over enough to keep pointing.

   Once he finished, I shook it a few times, I was about moving my hand out
of it when he grabbed it, keeping it in place.  I just started to move it
up and down soft and slow.

   He started to breathe heavily and tensing his body.

   "It hurts?" I asked, a bit worried, I remember the last time he made me
to stroke him.

   He only shook his head.

   My hand was moving slow and gently, massaging the penis from the base to
the head, it was wet, then, he gasped and leaned back again, I noticed he
was holding his breath for a few seconds while his body was shivering.

   He turned his face.

   "I love you," He said with his bright eyes looking at me.  I realized he
has had an orgasm, but one without cum.

   I smiled and kissed his forehead.

   "I love you too Brad," I said.

   Then we had a shower together, the water helped with my arousal.  After
the shower, I first dried him and sent him to get dressed.

   I was drying myself when I heard someone opening the door.

   I looked there, and found Wesley and Trent, looking at me with a smile.

   "Aww, we're late for the shower," said Trent while they both stepped in
and closed the door on their backs

   "W..what are you doing here?" I asked they were supposed to be sleeping
at their home.

   "We need help," Said Wesley "With this" Said Trent, and they two pulled
their pants down, showing their erections.  And that was their only answer
to my question.

   "Say Good morning at least, no?" I said, half teasing.

   "Yeah!  good morning Sandra" They both said walking to me, one on each
of my sides they hugged me at the same time.  I felt his erections on my
skin.  I hugged them both.

   "Good morning boys".

   Then, they asked me to kneel and I started to stroke them at once, it
was weird to use both hands at the same time.

   "Sandra, do me the same you did yesterday with Trent" Oh boys, they
didn't have secrets at all?  well, it was fair I guessed.

   I moved my head next to Wesley's cock and started to kiss it, I felt him
shivering, after the lick and kissing, I wrapped my lips around it and
started to suck it slowly.  while my right hand was stroking his brother.

   Both boys breathing hard, Wesley was the first one cuming, he at least
told me he was about to cum, so I could move my face back and finish with
my hand, He cumed hard, some spurts went to over my breasts, his brother,
Trent didn't last too long, so I had my both hands cum-covered and my
breasts sticky.

   "I will need a quick shower," I said giggling.

   "Wait, don't move" Said Wesley putting his pants in place and running
out of the bath.

   Seconds later he was back, with my phone.  He took a few pics of me,
then handed me the phone.

   "Morning message," He said grinning, I looked the pics, my hair was
still wet, and even being a bit difficult you could see some cum on my
breasts.  I blushed.

   I picked the one I thought I looked better and sent it.

   "Good Morning my owners, I see you're planning to keep my busy today"

   The three stepped into the shower, I just made sure to wipe the cum out
of my skin and stepped out, before they had finished with their showers I
was already in the kitchen, still naked.

   Mr.  Brand had made some milk.  He was looking his phone and looked at
me.

   "So busy, uh?"

   "Yes, Sir, you know, boys" I answered, blushing but trying to look
goofy.

   "Sandra!"

   Brad ran to me and hugged my waist tight.  He was already dressed, I saw
Mr.  Brand smiling.

   The rest of the boys were there by the time Brad released me.

   "Sandra, stand for inspection!" Said Mr.  Barnes.  I was already naked,
so I only had to put myself in position.

   "What are you, Sandra?" Mr.  Brand Asked.

   "I'm your Toy, Sir" I answered in firm voice.

   "What's your only purpose during this summer?"

   "To amuse you and the rest of my owners, Sir!"

   "Who owns you, Sandra?"

   "You and the boys, Sir!"

   He walked to me, and pinched my left nipple.  "state our names, Sandra!"

   "Yes, Sorry Sir, you, Mr.  Barnes, Brad, Wesley, Trent, David, Mike
Pichardo and Mike Cooper, Alex, Carl, Ronney, George and Daniel, Sir!"

   "That's plenty of people bossing you around, Sandra, are you happy with
your situation?"

   "Yes, Sir, I'm happy, I know you all take care of me, and I feel safe
and happy"

   "I've heard about two new boys, they touched you yesterday, is that
true?"

   "Yes, Sir, Ralph and Steve, Trent and Wesley's cousins, they touched me"

   "And why did you allowed them?"

   "Because my owners told me to, Sir"

   "How do you feel about it, Sandra?  about not having control over who
can and who can't touch you?"

   I had to think for a few seconds.

   "I think, it's relieving, Sir, I feel free of worries"

   He smiled, caressing my cheek.  "Good girl," he said smiling.

   Then he hugged me, and the rest of the boys did the same one after
another.

   Ok boys, leave Sandra to get dressed, you all have to go to her place
before the rest of the kids go there.

   I had a glass of milk and went to get dressed.  Carl, David, and Mike
were already dressing, I didn't mind to be naked in front of them, I
realized how much I had changed in just a few weeks.

   Once we were all ready the boys and I walked to my house, then, Wesley
explained to me that he, his brother and the rest of the older boys would
be out with their cousins that day, so I would only take care of the
younger ones.

   The boys started to come, the older ones were still with us, probably
with something in mind for me, while I opened the door for the last ones.

   The boys called me to their room.

   Ok, Sandra, our cousins can get handjobs and touch you, you don't have
to obey them, nor doing anything else with them.  Do you understand?  Said
Wesley

   "Yes, Sir" I answered.

   "And only when we're near.  " Finished Trent, and I nodded.  "Yes, Sir,
thank you"

   Good then, change into a dress and some undies.  Make breakfast, they
will come in a while to get their handjobs and after that, we will leave.

   I started to change as told, they left before I finished, then I went to
the kitchen and started with the breakfast, I was late in our morning
schedule.

   We were having breakfast when someone knocked the door, I went to open
it and they were the two new boys.

   I kissed their cheeks and let them come inside.

   Wesley told me to go with him to my room.  His cousins followed us.

   "Strip but keep your panties on, those will stay, ok?"

   I did as tell, feeling the boy's eyes over me.

   Ok, guys, you know the rules, have fun and be fast, we don't have all
day.

   Wesley left us, and I was alone with the two boys, I heard them talking
about the turns, then, Ralph left us and I was alone with Steve.

   He took his time exploring me with his hands, he played with my breasts.

   "Oh hell, you are a cutie," he said, I blushed and mumbled a thank you.

   Ok let's do it, he said pulling his clothes down and sitting on my chair
with his legs spread, I kneeled between his legs, and started to stroke
him. His hands were wandering over my skin all the time.

   "why are you doing this?" He asked.

   "Because your cousins told me to do it" I answered.

   He giggled at the same time as he moaned.

   "No, not this, I mean, letting them tell you what to do" He asked.

   "I like it, they're nice, and I enjoy allowing them to do the thinking
part," I said, knowing that was true.

   "Oh God, I would love to find a girl like you," He said with one last
moan before his cock started to spurt in my hand.  I didn't release it and
kept giving a few more strokes.

   "You're awesome Sandra," He said, after recovering his breath.

   "Thank you, Ralph," I said.

   He left, and his brother came.  I told him I had to go to wash my hands,
he didn't complain, and soon I was back to my room, feeling a new pair of
hands on me.

   My hand was a bit numb when he finished, he took longer, but didn't ask
or talked.  He just smiled and left me in the room.

   I went to wash my hands and back to the kitchen.

   They said goodbye and left me with the kids.  I finished my breakfast
and counted.

   One blowjob and 4 handjobs, not bad for a day.

   Most of the boys were out, I was with Carl, Brad, Lloyd and little Mike,
all the boys above 10 had left.

   I sat with them on the sofa and watched some TV, I noticed Lloyd, poor
boy, the only boy not really knowing what was happening around him.

   After a while I left them and went to do a laundry, when I went back
they were still watching TV.

   "Boys, I think that's enough TV"

   "No, I don't think so Sandra," Said Carl

   I looked at him, and I knew he was daring me.

   "5 minutes, and you will turn off the TV, ok?  you can't stay watching
it all day, you have plenty of toys"

   Carl ignored me, I looked the time on my phone and went to check the
laundry.

   5 minutes later I went back to the living room.

   "Ok boys time's up," I said.

   Again, Carl ignored me, but Brad did as told and turned off the tv.

   "Hey!  I wanted to see the end" Carl complained.

   I thought they would fight about it, but soon they had calmed down and
started to play with their toys.

   I knew I had been lucky, I would have to check with Mr.  Brand that
matter, I didn't know what I would have done if Brad had also ignored me.

   I was also sure that Carl hadn't forgotten the TV matter already, he was
looking at me from time to time.  I tried to avoid him going back to the
laundry room.

   I heard the boys talking with a louder voice and ran there.  The Tv was
on, Brad was trying to take the remote from Carl's hands while Lloyd was
sitting there, watching his friends.

   That was enough, I had to do something, and I did it.

   "Stop!" I said, then walked to Carl and took off the remote out of his
hands, then looked at them stern.

   "Now, who wants to tell me what happened?"

   The boys were watching to each other, but not talking.

   "So?"

   Finally, Carl exploded

   "I want to watch TV and you can't stop me, I own you!  you have to do
what I say" He said almost pouting.

   I looked at Lloyd, I was worried, but he didn't seem to notice Carl
words, he was back on his toys as if he didn't care about anything.  Then I
looked at Brad.

   "Brad, can you stay with Lloyd?  I have to talk with Carl" I asked. 
Then, without a word, I took Carl's hand pulling him.  He struggled a
while, but finally, he followed.

   We went to my room, and that time I closed the door.  He was looking
down.

   "Carl?  look at me, please"

   "No!  I don't want, stand for inspection!" He said and finally looked at
me.  I didn't move.

   My mind was trying to think a way to talk with him, we all had confused
him, playing in front of him, even making him be a part of that crazy game,
that was difficult to understand for me, so I could only guess how confused
he was feeling.

   "I said, stand for inspection!" He tried again, I looked at him.

   "I won't do it, Carl, not until you show me that you can act as my
owner, and now you're acting childish, and I don't obey childish boys."

   That was a bad approach, calling him childish wasn't a good option, I
could see when he started to fight me, he tried to grab me, then, he tried
to kick me while yelling that I had to obey him I was his toy, and I had to
amuse him.

   Those words hurt me because it was my fault, I had told him those
things, I was the only one guilty at that moment.

   Suddenly I pulled him towards me, I knelt down and hugged him tightly,
he fought, he tried to kick and release himself, but, after some time he
stopped and accepted the hug.

   I could hear sobbing, and I rubbed his back comforting him.  "I'm sorry"
that's what I wanted to say, but I knew that I couldn't, not at that
moment. "I love you, Carl," I said, and it was as true as the first option.

   "Carl, can we talk?" I said, after some minutes.  He didn't talk but
felt his little head nodding.

   I sat on the floor, facing the little boy, he was over my lap, and my
arms were still around him.

   "Do you know I love you, don't you?" I asked.

   He nodded, and said only a "Yes".

   "And do you know your Dad loves you also?"

   He nodded again, I was smiling nice, my hands on his back.

   "And your Dad trusts me enough for me to take care of you, do you
agree?"

   He nodded.  I was asking him simple questions, questions he could agree
without thinking too much, without conflicting his feelings.  "Would your
dad like to know that you've been spending all morning in front of the TV?

   He thought about it, then he shrugged.  I looked at him.

   "Come on, Carl, he would like or not?" I insisted, and he finally shook
his head.

   "B..but I own you," He said finally.  I chose to ignore that statement
for a while.

   "So, it's my responsibility to make sure you don't do things your dad
wouldn't like it, like watching tv all morning, sometimes I'm talking to
you on behalf of your father"

   He didn't talk, he didn't shake nor nodded, he just was there.

   "Do you own your father, Carl?" I said, he seemed confused, but finally
shook his head.

   I moved my hand to his chin, forcing him to look at me for a while.

   "Ok, Carl, when I'm talking on your father's behalf, you don't own me,
it's as if I was your father, so you have to do as I told." He looked at me
a bit confused.

   "Can you understand that?" He shrugged.

   "So?  can you understand that sometimes, I'm acting on behalf of your
father and that during that times, you have to do as I told, because of
your Dad and I, we both love you, and we want the best for you?"

   After some seconds, he nodded.  I thought about forcing him to talk, but
I thought that I had enough.

   "So...  I don't own you?"

   The easy answer would be no, you don't own me because you're a kid,
you're too young and we are confusing you with that game, but, life's not
easy.

   "Sometimes, when you're doing everything your dad can expect from you
when you're acting like a proper boy, when you're safe, then, I'm just
Sandra.  And, you can own that Sandra."

   "B..but, you two are the same"

   "It's difficult, isn't it?" I said and hugged him tightly.

   I thought on another way to explain him.

   "Ok, do you like playing cops and thieves?" I asked, he smiled and
nodded, that time he even answered a firm "yes"

   "Sometimes you're a cop, and what do you do when you're a cop?"

   He was smiling wide.

   "I catch the thieves." He answered I nodded.

   "Yes, you do, but..  sometimes, you are a thief, don't you?  and as a
thief you..."

   "I run away from the cops."

   "Yes you do, but..  you're always Carl, don't you?  The Officer Carl, or
the thief Carl, but you're always Carl"

   He nodded, looking at me.

   "Ok, that's the same with me, I can be Sandra the cop, the babysitter
who talks on behalf of your Dad, the one who takes care of you all." I
stopped a few seconds giving him time to think

   "Or, I can be the Sandra toy, the one you own, the one who will do the
things you ask."

   He nodded, and he smiled again, that time I was pretty sure he
understood.

   "So, it's a game?" Difficult question, but that time I chose the easy
answer.

   "Yes, it's a game".

   "And now?" He asked.

   "And now what?" I asked

   "And now, which one are you, the cop or the thief".

   I smiled at him, brushing his hair

   "Wich, one would you like me to be?" I asked.

   He shrugged.  I shrugged too, poking his nose.

   I helped him to wash his face and soon we were back to the living room.

   "Ok boys, come here," I said.

   Then I kneeled and we hugged together, "no more fights ok?"

   They nodded, and I smiled when I heard Carl saying "Sorry" to Brad. 
Soon they were playing together, and I went to start with the lunch.

   I was still worried, I was messing with those boy's minds, I was
wondering how those things would affect them in the future.

   I had to talk with an adult.  I would love to talk with my Dad about it,
but I was scared of his reactions.

   Cop or thief, I thought to myself, well, that was a cool idea.

   I made the boys to have lunch earlier, I wanted to wait for my Dad, they
were taking a nap when he came.

   I ran to the door and hugged him tightly, I felt his lips on my
forehead, his strong arms around me, and I felt happy, I didn't use to
realize how hard was to live without him until he was back.

   I loved him too much, too much to lie him, and keeping that secret was
hurting me.  I didn't know how or when, but I would let him know sometime.

   We had lunch and talked a lot, the boys were still sleeping, then, my
dad went to undo his luggage.

   He told me that next day he would be free so we could do something
together after the boys left.

   I had another idea when the boys started to leave I had already managed
to get the next day free for us.

   All the boys would stay at Noemi's place since the cousins were there
wouldn't be a problem.

   When Samuel and Ricardo came to pick their kids, I remembered the night
before, I had been sleeping naked in front of them, how much had they
seen?. Well, nothing I could do.

   Last part was asking on the group for a free day, I thought I had earned
enough stars for it, but they didn't say anything about stars, they just
wished me a happy day.

   I realized they didn't really care about rules or stars, and I didn't
care anymore, I think my diary was almost empty, they probably knew, but
they didn't ask me about it, and the stars, well, I didn't have a clue
about how many stars I had.

   We were having fun, and that was the important thing.

   I told Dad about my free day, of course, free of babysitting, not the
other freedom, and we started to make plans.

   We had dinner together, and soon we were on the sofa, that time I wanted
to feel just the old me, so I put a pair of pants and a shirt, not shirt
and panties, I rested my head on his lap and we spent some time together.

   After the movie we talked more, I was willing to tell him everything,
but I was scared of messing our day.

   Maybe tomorrow.  I said to myself.

   That night, I wrote the diary, not for the boys or Mr.  Barnes, but for
me, in fact, I started to write the second one, from the beginning.

   The pic and the message were simple.  Sitting on my bed still dressed.

   "Thanks for the free day, good night"

   I stripped out of my clothes and went to sleep.

   I don't know why, but in the middle of the night, I stood up, put on a
shirt and a pair of panties and went to my dad's bed.  It was past
midnight, so I could sleep wearing anything I wanted.

   I didn't wake him up, I just snuggled next to him.  That was the day I
realized that my dad slept naked.  I didn't care, I put my arm over him and
slept.

   August 16th

   I woke up, and he was still sleeping.  I spent some more time with him
and finally stepped out of the bed.

   It was early in the morning, so I made his favorite breakfast, eggs
benedict, toasts and orange juice.  Then I put it all on a tray and went to
his room.

   "Good morning," I said, I had placed the tray on his bed table and
kissed his forehead.

   He slowly opened his eyes and smiled.

   "Good morning Sandra" Then he probably realized that he was naked and
with a more than obvious morning wood.  I avoided looking there, while I
hugged and kissed him again.  Then, after he sat moving his bedsheets
enough to hide his "problem" I put the tray on the bed.

   "Enjoy it, Dad, I'll have a shower," I said, leaving him, poor dad.  I
thought while stripped out of my clothes and went to the shower.

   He was in the kitchen washing the dishes when I was already dressed.  He
was shirtless but wearing his Pajama pants.

   "It was delicious Sandra, I didn't know you knew how to cook that"

   I smiled, there are so many things you don't know.  I thought.

   Our plans were simple, spent a whole day outside, the community pool
first, then the city mall to do some shopping and eat there, then, maybe a
film.

   I choose my one piece swimsuit and I was already wearing it under my
clothes, I had undies in my bag to get changed later.  About the clothes,
even I loved dresses, that day I put short jeans and a shirt, that day I
only wanted to be a normal girl.

   Instead of using the bus he drove to the pool.

   At first I was a bit afraid, maybe someone would talk about last week
events, when I had my shower into the man's bathroom, but luckily no one
seemed to mind at all, the only one recognizing me was the lifeguard, he
waved me, and I went to talk to him for some minutes.  I made sure he knew
I was with my dad.

   Without the boys, I swam with my dad, we played, talked and sunbathed.
Then, after getting dry we went for a shower, that time I did it in the
right place.

   It was about mid-morning when we got to the mall.  we got some things we
needed daily, then, bed sheets for me and for my dad.  We had been living
with the minimal for some time, so It felt great to be able to do some
extra spending.

   Of course, we get clothes, some for me, and also my dad got some, mostly
daily clothes, he insisted on getting some undies, normal ones that time,
the kind I was supposed to wear, that was my dad, he never felt embarrassed
to having to get those things for me.  It was half dad half mom, and he
played both parts perfectly.

   For lunch we went to an Italian restaurant, I had pasta, and he had a
salad and some pizza, well, we shared that last, he offered me some white
one, I accepted it, of course, I was getting used to wine, and I started to
like it, but that white was especially good.  When I asked for a second
glass he didn't complain at all.

   I still don't know why, but we were sitting there, eating and ice cream
when I asked.

   "Dad, what do you think about submission?" Yes, I had been reading a lot
lately.

   I knew I was a bit of an exhibitionist but I had focused into
submission, I mean, the boys were not really challenging me lately, was
most about domination and submission, I was a submissive?  that was an
explanation.

   "Submission?  what do you mean?" He asked.  That would be even more
difficult that I could never have thought.

   "Well, you know, domination games, where one submits to another"

   He looked at me, he was trying to read my mind, I could feel him.

   "Sandra, I think everybody is free to choose their sexual life, well,
not only sexually but all aspects, so, I think that while nobody is gets
hurt, and a relationship fills and makes happy the involved parts, sure, Is
ok."

   "Have you ever tried?" I asked He shook his head, but his words didn't
confirm him.

   "Uhm, well, maybe, it depends, with your mom, before we had you we
played a few times, nothing rough, swats on the butt, cuffs, well, that
kind of things"

   Wow..  he was really more open that I could never think.

   "I think that at one or another level everybody has tried some of those
games at least once".  He continued.

   That left me thinking.

   "Now, Sandra, you know you can ask me whatever, you can tell me
anything, anytime, but, and you don't have to answer if you don't want, I
have to ask you why are you asking me about that."

   He was looking at me, my eyes, but also my collar.

   "I..  I think I'm a submissive.  I like being told what to do, I..  I
like being pushed a little, I..  I think I also like the freedom to not
think about consequences"

   He looked at me, thinking, I thought I had gone too far, too fast.

   "I think you're wrong in one thing Sandra, consequences, you always have
to think about consequences, no matter who tells you what to do, the
consequences are yours.  "

   "If you get pregnant, it's you who will get pregnant, if you go too far,
it's you who can be hurt or injured, if you compromise your social life,
it's your social life."

   "Ok," he continued, "Let's say that I know a little bit more than I have
told you, but now allow me to compare it with the military."

   "Imagine you're a soldier, and imagine your commander tells you to kill
a family, a whole family."

   "You're supposed to do it, but, you are the one living with that for the
rest of your days, maybe that commander is out of his head, but you did it,
see the problem?"

   I nodded, he was right.  "Yes.  I think so"

   "Now, back to the subject, you can't choose your commander, but you can
choose your, um...  Master" He said, and I knew that had been difficult for
him to say that.

   He smiled at me.

   "Is ok Sandra, I'm glad you asked me that question, I think you're young
for some things, but, if you really feel that way, well, I'm not planning
to put a barrier between us for something like that.  "

   "And, yes, let me answer your second question, I've been in that world
for....  hmm let me see...  12 years?, and after your mom, I've done it
again, sometimes.  but I had to stop when I lost my job, it's...  an
expensive hobby" He said, I blushed at the thought, but I was happy, at
least I knew I could talk with him.

   "So?" He said, waking me up out of my thoughts.  "That collar, is
something official?  there is someone at the other side of the leash?" He
said, and he moved his hand to my plate, "T-O-Y".

   I nodded silently.

   "Since this started, think about good moments and bad moments, try to
balance them, wich side would win?"

   I thought for a while.

   "If you consider excitement and thrill as good moments, then the good
side wins" I answered.

   "Well, is not about what I consider, is only about what you consider
Sandra, those moments, make you feel good enough to compensate for the bad
ones?"

   I nodded, and that was a moment to put on my "weirdest moments list"
Talking about that with my dad.  I felt good talking with him, but I was
still worried about how much I could explain him.

   "Yes Dad, there had been bad moments, but the good ones are more than
the bad ones"

   That made him smile.

   "Are you having the pill?" He asked, well, that was a logic question but
it shocked me.  I shook my head.

   "Ok, I think we will have to change today's plan then.  you will need
it, if it's not too late, I hope at least you're taking other safety
measures."

   I couldn't believe, my dad was thinking I wasn't virgin anymore?  well,
I was, but, I was next to be raped, so, probably he wasn't really wrong.

   "It's not too late, Dad, it's on the list as one of the hard limits,
but. I would like to have it."

   He nodded, and I could feel how relieved he was feeling.

   Ok, I will make the appointment then, I think I know someone who can fix
it for you today.  But before that, do you want to explain me more?  more
questions?  we can talk later at home if you want, and I won't force you to
tell my anything.  Not at least while I feel you're safe.

   "I would like to tell you everything Dad, but.  I don't think I'm ready
to do it now"

   He smiled again, and it was a sincere smile, he was worried, but I felt
he trusted me.

   He called someone and got an appointment.

   He paid the bill, and we walked back to the car, he had his arm on my
shoulder, comforting me, I felt that things were the same as in the
morning, when he didn't know anything, well, things were better now, he
knew it.

   During the trip I asked him about his experience, he avoided going into
detail but helped me to get some more information.  at first, he and mom
played together, but, once I was five years old they had stopped doing it,
they were afraid I could catch them.  That was only one year before mom
died.

   Then, a couple of years after my mom passed away he started again,
nothing too stable, mostly in clubs and other places, he had a few friends
he used to play with, he asked me if I remembered Sheila.

   I did, she was nice, I had to admit it, but I acted childish with her, I
was missing my mom, and I thought she wanted to replace her, so I tried to
ruin the relationship.

   Well, Sheila was a submissive, Dad couldn't let me alone often, so they
tried for a while meeting at home, once I was sleeping they went to play.
It didn't work well, and a few times I was too close to watch something I
was not supposed to see.

   I felt sorry for him.  "Well, at least now I know I can bring friends at
home," he said teasingly.

   We parked in front of a house, he drove for more than one hour.  He
opened my door and we both walked to the door.

   Sandra, he's a friend, a good friend he remarked.  he won't be scared
about anything you tell him and he's not going to judge you.  Of course, he
won't tell my anything you tell him, that's between you and him.

   A woman opened the door and smiled at my Dad.

   "Bill!  long time.  where are you hiding?"

   "Hello Tess, you know, I've been a bit busy," He said, but before he
could finish, she was in his arms, well, sure they knew each other.

   After a while, she stepped back.

   "Come in please, and you must be, Sandra?" She asked.

   "Yes Miss" She was a hug lover, I could tell because I could feel her
arms wrapped around me with a strong and tight embrace.

   "Neil is at his office, do you want a coffee Bill?  Sandra?  something
to drink?"

   "No, Thank you, I'm fine" I answered, but my dad accepted the coffee.

   Dad knew the house, he led me around it until we reached a door.

   We stepped in, and a man, a really tall one walked to us, I could almost
feel the house trembling under his feet.

   "Bill, good to see you're still alive," He said shaking dad's hand, and
before dad could answer him he looked at me.

   "Wow Sandra, I can't believe you've grown so much." He hugged me, and I
felt again hugged by a bear.

   "T.Thank you Sir" I looked at Dad, did that man know me?  he seemed to
understand.

   "Tess and Neil came to visit us a few times when you were younger"

   Tess came back with some coffee, then the three of them talked a little
more, mostly about old times, then, Neil addressed to me.

   "Ok Dear, let's go." He said, walking out of the room, I looked at dad,
he nodded.

   "Go"

   I followed that giant around the house, then we walked into a room, all
the house looked usual, but that room looked like a clinic.

   He closed the door and patted the bed.

   "Sit here, please" Then he took a stool placing it in front of the bed,
he sat and I did the same.

   He had a tablet on his hand, and it seemed small compared to his hands.

   "So, do you want to start with the pill?"

   "Y.  Yes, Sir" He nodded.

   "Ok, for the record, how old are you?"

   "16, Sir"

   "When you had your first period?"

   "I was 13 Sir"

   "Ok, are your periods regular?"

   I nodded, but also answered a "Yes, Sir"

   "How would you define the bleeding, heavy?  light?  medium?"

   "Uhm Medium, I think"

   "Strong Odor?"

   "No, Sir"

   "Ok, you should know that anything you tell is secret, I won't tell your
Dad, do you understand that?  that's called confidentiality, but I need you
to be sincere"

   "Yes, Sir, Dad told me about it"

   "You have had sexual intercourse?"

   "No Sir..  well...  I had done some handjobs and...  " I blushed

   He smiled reading my mind.

   "Is ok, oral sex doesn't count for the information I need, so only
those?"

   "Yes, Sir."

   "When your next cycle will start?"

   I had to think for that one.

   "In about one week or so"

   He nodded while writing on his pad.

   "How long since your last Gynecological Exam?"

   "Two years, Sir"

   "Ok, so you only had one after your menstruation began, isn't it?"

   "Yes, Sir"

   He looked at me.

   "Ok Sandra, this is not mandatory, but, I think would be better if I
check you now, it's your choice, but, I would like to be sure that
everything is fine before you start with the pill."

   "Well, that was not my idea when I woke up in the morning, but..  better
doing it, just to be sure."

   "Ok...  Thank you, Sir"

   Great, but first let's take the blood pressure and a blood sample.

   He did as told, I started to notice that even with those giant hands he
was gentle, even when taking the blood sample it didn't hurt as much as
other times.

   "Let's go then," He said and stood up, he opened a door, I followed him,
he handed me a bag.

   "Take everything off, you can put them on that chair, then, put the
socks and the gown from the box.  Once you're ready to come back." He said
we walked out closing the door.

   I stripped and put the gown and the plastic socks.

   When I walked back he was already waiting.

   He asked me to sit on the bed again, first, he listened to my heart over
the gown.

   "Now I will check your breasts, I hope you know how to do it?"

   "Yes, Sir"

   "And, you usually do it?"

   I blushed and shook my head.

   "Ok, promise me that you will start doing it, the shower is a good
moment, and once a week is enough, but please, do it"

   "Yes, Sir....  sorry," I said.

   He smiled, opened the gown exposing my breasts and started to check
them. and again, those fingers, those hands were really special.

   I blushed noticing my nipples getting hard, he just ignored them until
he had finished that part.

   He helped me with the gown, covering my breasts again.

   Ok, nothing wrong there, please lie down on your back.

   I did as told, he helped to put the feets on the Stirrups.

   I watched him take something and applying some cream over it.  When he
came back he showed me the speculum.

   "Ok, that's going to be fast, relax"

   He started to check me, I was glad that at least that time I didn't get
aroused.

   After some minutes he helped me to sit again.

   "Ok, so far everything is ok, I don't see any reason to not receipt you
the pill, but now, Sandra, do you know why are you here?"

   I felt his eyes on me, I didn't know why he was asking me.

   "To get the pill?" I said.

   "Yes, but, why are you here, with me and not in another clinic with
another doctor?"

   I felt a little intimidated, but he kept his nice smile, that made me
feel better.

   "Because you know my Dad?"

   He laughed, and all the tension disappeared for a while.

   "Ok, that's true.  But you're not here only for that, you're here
because I know your Dad, you're here because I know what that could mean"
He said, putting his fingers on my collar.

   "And, you're here because your Dad asked for an urgent visit" all those
things alone doesn't mean anything, but together, yes, they mean a lot"

   I blushed and looked at him, I didn't know what to tell, so I just
nodded.

   "For me.  that means that you're moving into a new world.  And this
world that can be awesome and wonderful, a world that can help you to
fulfill all, or most of your fantasies, but, a world that can be dangerous.

   Even if you're with the best partner an accident can happen, and in
those cases, people doesn't like to go to a normal clinic, that's why I
have my clinic here, and that's why other doctors, with other specialties,
also have small clinics.

   "Am I guessing right?  you're new at this?" He asked I nodded, of
course.

   That man was special, seemed that he could somehow read my mind, I
couldn't lie to him, and I would tell him anything, I felt the same that I
had felt with Mr.  Brant, and even with Robert.

   "A...are you a Master?" I finally asked.  I had to know if that was the
case...  well, I just wanted to know.

   He looked at me.

   "No, Sandra, I'm not a Master, I'm like you, my wife, Tess, she's my
Mistress" I looked at him, I couldn't believe it.  That man, that eyes,
that hands, he was a submissive?.

   "B..but I thought, you look so...  I mean.." I was confused

   "Because I look so big?" I shooked my head.

   "S.  So strong, your eyes" I managed to say.

   And he put his eyes on me.

   "Can I tell you a secret?" He asked

   I nodded, hypnotized for him.

   "The submissive is not weaker" he started.  "The Dom is not stronger,
one can't go without the other, each one has their part, never, and I say
NEVER, think you're worst than your Master, Mistress or whatever, you're
equal, maybe they put the rules, but remember, what's a Master without a
submissive?  and vice-versa?  nothing.  just a person."

   "So, whatever you're, feel proud of yourself, and make sure your partner
recognizes your value, if not, he's not worth of being called your..  well,
Master or Mistress?" He asked, and I smiled because he almost laughed.

   "Is this still confidential?" I asked

   "Masters, 12 of them"

   That time I laughed, he went pale looking at me.

   Believe or not I explained that man everything, and he listened to each
of my words without interrupting.  His wife...  well, His Misstress knocked
to see if everything was fine.

   "Yes, we're talking, everything is fine" he dismissed her."

   Once I had finished he was still watching me.

   "Well, that man, Mr.  Barnes, seems to know what he's doing, it's
strange I hadn't heard about him before, and the boys...  well...  they
seem pretty mature for their ages."

   He had special interest about the list, and I told him the main things I
remembered.  Then he made me a few extra checks, a bit embarrassing, but he
checks my back door and my nipples.  He suggested me to go slow, and don't
go further without the supervision of Mr.  Barnes, so, each new step would
be done safely.

   He seemed surprised that Mr.  Barnes didn't take any advantage, and now
I thought about it, I didn't have done anything to him.  Handjobs,
blowjobs, anything.

   "And my personal advice, tell everything to your Dad, believe me, he
will understand, he's an old dog."

   He told me I could have a shower and get dressed.  Once I was back with
him he gave me a box of pills, the receipt to get more and his card.

   "Call me anytime," he said.

   When we went back to them we found Dad and Tess in the living room, both
with a glass of wine.

   "How was that?  asked my dad" Neil didn't answer, so I did it.

   "Everything was fine."

   "Tess, I would like them to stay for dinner if they want," Neil asked.

   "Sure hun, Bill?" My dad accepted the offer, Neil went to the kitchen, I
could feel Tess eyes over me, Dad patted next to him, and I sat down.

   After a couple of minutes, Tess stood up and went to the kitchen to help
his husband.

   "Dad, did you know...?"

   "Of course I did"

   "Tess, can I show Sandra the playroom?" He said.

   "Sure hun, you know where's the key, take your time I'll let you know
once the dinner is ready." She said.

   Dad took my hand and walked through a corridor, he opened a drawer and
picked a key, then we walked downstairs.

   He opened a door.

   After he turned on the lights we went down.

   It was dark, but with enough light.

   "Wow...." That was the only thing I could say, it reminded me to a
torture chamber.

   "This is for BDSM, I think you're more into D/S, but..."

   We walked around, he explained how each thing worked, and I realized
that he really had played with each one of those things.

   "Wanna try?" he said, he was standing in front of a wooden circle, it
seemed like a wheel of fortune but with some straps and a cushioned area in
the middle"

   I shrugged.

   He led me in front of the wheel, for a moment I thought he was about
telling me to get naked, but he didn't, he just started to restrain me, one
arm, the other, then the legs, and finally my waist.

   He went to a closet, when he was back he had something on his hands.

   "That's a whip," he said.  I jumped...  well, I would have jumped if I
wouldn't be restrained when he made it hit just a few centimeters of me.

   "Now, I could force you to tell me everything about your Master"

   He said.  I noticed I had a light just in front of me, and I couldn't
see my Dad well.

   I felt scared, not because my Dad would hurt me, I was sure he would
never do it, but, I was not sure about him forcing me to tell him
everything.

   Before I could thing more, he was in front of me, next to me, I saw his
face, he was smiling and he kissed my forehead.

   "I would never do that Sandra, I would love to know, but not this way."

   I felt relieved.  "But...." he continued moving to the back of the
wheel, he moved something, and I felt the wheel moving a little bit.  "This
can be fun" He continued.

   And he pushed the wheel hard, it started to turn before I could notice I
was upside down, then, again up, he pulled the wheel a few more times. 
then he did something on the back of the wheel and it started to move
slower.

   "When it stopped I could hear a voice, having fun?" There were Tess and
Neil, looking at us.

   My Dad smiled, he brushed my hair for a while.  Just showing her some
options.

   "Bill, do you mind if I have a small chat with Sandra?  you could help
Neil with the table and be useful for at least one time."

   My Dad looked at me.

   "What do you say, you want to chat with her?  that will be very. 
helpful" He said.

   I nodded, I was expecting him to release me, but instead of that, he
poked my nose.

   "Have fun!"

   "He said, let's go, Neil, I could enjoy one glass of that bottle you
hide from Tess"

   "Come on Bill!  that's a secret, what's the purpose if she knows"

   Both men left me alone with Tess.

   I was still restrained, unable to move.

   "Well well, you sure have grown, Sandra"

   "T.  Thank you, Miss," I said, she was intimidating, sure she was
strong, I had felt it with her hug, but, now he was looking me, examining
each milimeter of my body.

   She walked to me until his lips were just a nose distance.

   "So, tell me little one, are you already collared?" She asked, poking
his fingers between my collar and my neck.

   "Y.  Yes Miss"

   "I can easily guess that it's a Man?" She asked, but I had the feeling
that it was not a question.

   "Yes, Miss"

   "She sighed, yes, only a man would name you Toy...  so small
imagination" She said reaching the plate between of fingers.

   "Tell me, what would happen if I pressed my fingers on this plate,
for... let's see three seconds?"

   "They...  I mean He would come here..." Damn, how did she knew, and most
important, how I said they, instead of him, she was not Neil, I didn't felt
safe in her hands.

   She looked at me.

   "I would love to meet THEM," She said, emphasizing the them.  "But... 
maybe another day"

   "Do you mind if I take your collar off?  only for a while?" She asked, I
immediately shook my head.

   "N...  No please".

   "Why not?  only for a while, I would like to check it"

   Her hands were around my neck, and I started to struggle.

   It's my collar, Miss"

   "And the plate?  can I take it off?" She asked, and somehow I realized I
didn't care too much about the plate.  I shrugged.

   "Interesting," she said.

   "So..  it's not the panic plate, it's the collar itself." she continued.
"So, Sandra, and that's important if I don't trust you I will push the
plate.  Tell me, what this collar means to you?"

   I blushed, I shivered, what that collar meant to me, since the day they
had put it on my neck I never took it off, so why it was so important.

   "I..  It makes me feel safe," I said.

   "Sure it does, but..  is not the plate isn't it?"

   I shook my head.

   His face was nearer each second.

   "So?  why this simple piece of leather makes you feel safe?"

   I thought for a while until I felt her unlocking my collar.

   "Because It reminds me they're taking care of me!" I screamed, and I
noticed that I had tears on my face.

   Then she smiled, I felt her lips over mines and she kissed me for a few
seconds.

   "Good girl, lucky you and lucky them, in fact, I feel a bit jealous of
them." She said and then, started to remove my restraints.

   She released me, and I felt her strong arms around me.  then she led me
to the bath so could wash my face.

   We had dinner together, nobody talked about me, or anything I had said,
I knew that those were my secrets, and I was the one choosing who should
know and who shouldn't.

   That evening I realized I wasn't alone, I had know people, some who
shared my feelings, people who understood me without judging, and that made
me feel safer.

   Once back in the car I could swear I had a few ribs broken, Tess and
Neil had hugged me so hard and told me that I could call them anytime that
I felt really special.

   I didn't notice my silly smile until my dad laughed at me.

   That night, once at home, I put my shirt and panties back.  I asked my
dad for a glass of wine, well, three, and I told him everything.  from the
first second to the last one.

   He listened, the same way Neil did, he didn't judge, but he asked
questions, I found t difficult, mostly because he was asking about
feelings, more than facts.

   At first, he wasn't happy, his daughter being blackmailed, first but one
older neighbor, then by a bunch of kids, then he started to know my
feelings, he softened, he was not judging me, he was judging Mr.  Barnes,
and the boys.

   When I explained the history about Jay, I felt he was about breaking,
but, how Mr.  Brand had helped, how the kids had behaved, how I had been
released and I had moved back to them with new rules.  I also explained my
chat with Neil and Tess, that somehow confirmed his feelings, I was right,
I wasn't in bad hands.

   Then I explained him about the mirror.  Any f them could watch me in my
room.  He didn't show, but when he told me that I would sleep with him that
night I knew he didn't like the idea.

   What I can say, I had a shower, that night Dad slept on his Pajama
pants, and I slept with him, in my shirt and panties.  I slept tight, happy
and comforted.  Without Bad dreams, my Dad was with me.

   [End of Chapter XVII]

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