This story, like most you'll read in here is strictly fiction. It IS a fantasy of mine, but I've yet to meet this woman. I've already posted a similar story at kicb, but, after reading it, I want to change some things. And the membership seems to be dwindling...

So, here goes. If you like it, let me know and there will be more.

I met my wife on an internet BDSM prsonals site. I am a Dom, and enjoy tying females in strenuous positions, with tight, mouthfilling and, when possible, humiliating gags. And then the "fun" begins. Any and all breath-control, although I'm particularly fond of "bagging" and "nooseplay."

We've shared this passion together for a few years now. Sue, we'll call her, was married before. She has two lovely daughters, Beth, twelve, and Shelby, ten. They have both been budding into young women for a while now, though neither has any body hair and their breasts aren't muh more than a swollen mosquito bite. But, if they stand just right. and their tops are tight enough, you can see a distinct outline, not to mention rather large nipples. Curious, budding together with about a year and a half between them. I assume one takes after the errant father, who left when Shelby was born, and never heard from again, the other takes after mom's side.

Now, Sue has always been great to me, and I hope I've done all I can to please her. I DO try. She knows I have a fondness, an erotic fondness, for well dressed women. Business suits, heels, hose....Yada, Yada, Yada. When we "play", this is how she dresses. The rest of the time, its short, tight skirts around the house and more appropriate attire when its called for. (So the neighbors wont talk.....) Both girls are a little too mature for their age. Sue compounded this by explaining the birds and the bees to them as soon as the first hint of a developing nipple (or was it a rounded hip?) began to appear. I didn't really think the things she told them were completely appropriate (Though, I would very soon be completely delighted that she did!).

At the breakfast table a few Saturdays ago, Beth started talking about a new Spring wardrobe, something more adult, more grown-up. Something like mommie wears.... I perked up!

"Yes, Honey.", I said to Sue.

"They should begin to dress like the beautiful young ladies that they've become." (I snuck a wink at Beth. She smiled.)

Sue said, "I agree. Get upstairs and dressed, girls. (They were in their pj's and robes) We're going shopping!" The girls jumped up, danced around the kitchen in a typical kids over-reaction sort of way, then Shelby and Sue started upstairs, but Beth came over to me, sitting in the kitchen chair, and wrapped her arms around my neck from behind, put her lips next to my ear and whispered, "Thank you, daddy."

Before I could say, "You're welcome, Hone......." I had the strangest sensation that she licked the edge of my ear with the tip of her tongue! She knew I'd noticed, and as I turned to look at her, she kissed me on the lips. But not the sweet little girl kind of thing. I felt passion. And her chest was heaving with heavy breathing.

"Beth?"

"You're gonna like the way I look, daddy. You're gonna like it a lot!"

She walked toward the door between the kitchen and the hallway stairs, stopped at the door, turned to me and slowly licked her upper lip.

"I love you, daddy...."

She turned and started up the stairs.

I was flushed.....I had hot flashes! I also had a serious woody! Could my fantasy be coming true?

When they got home they were loaded down with shopping bags. The girls raced upstairs with their new clothes. Sue walked over and sat on the couch next to me.

"Well, you said to get them grown-up things. I hope you're not shocked at what you see.", Sue said.

"I'm almost afraid to ask."

"Nylon underwear, pantyhose, the real thing... high heels, short skirts, oh yes... And some things they can actually wear outside of the house!"

We both chuckled at that last remark.

"Its really your fault, you know."

"How is it my fault?", I said.

"You're the one who encouraged me to dress like this in front of them for all their lives."

"I think they may be doing this for you for the same reason I do. They understand sex, they know you like this because when I explained things to them I said it turns you on. And Beth does have a crush on you......"

"Really, on me? Thats so sweet!.", I said.

The girls were ready to come down.

Close your eyes, daddy!" It was Shelby.

I covered my eyes with one hand.

"Here I come....Don't peek!"

"Okay, honey."

Then I heard the familiar and sensual sound of high heels clip-clopping across the hardwood floor.

"Okay, daddy. You can look now." I took my hand away and had to quickly curb my reaction. She had on little high heels, just like Sues.

And tan pantyhose. A short , black leather skirt and tight pink top. She was stunning. Great legs, too!

"Oh, Honey! You look so beautiful! Just like mommie."

"Do I really look like mommie?", she said.

"You sure do!" Sue was standing behind her, smiling. "Okay, Shelby. Lets go upstairs and let Beth show daddy her new clothes."

I could hardly wait! Again, I heard the heels on the floor. Beth came into the living room. She had on a one-piece black dress, thin silk-like material. Black stilletto heels with ankle straps and shiny, black pantyhose. The dress barely covered her privates! Her young, and now seemingly more noticable breasts protruding in a most erotic way.

"Well daddy.... Did I lie? Do you like the way I look?" She put her hands on her hips and slowly turned around.

I couldn't beleive ow sexually exciting she was. And she knew it. I had to find a way to get closer to her!

That night, Sue and I played. I was so turned on! I was even a little harder on Sue for getting me excited over the girls. When we were through Sue put the toys away in the trunk at the foot of the bed.......

The next day, Sue came out to the garage where I was cleaning a corner out.

"I have some news for you."

I looked up at her.

"The girls got into the trunk...."

"Oh boy!", I said.

Sue went on... "I had a long talk with them and I think they're okay with it."

"Are you sure...?" I was a little worried.

"If they have any questions for you, just be straight with them."

"And if one or both say, "Daddy, will you tie us up, like you do mommie? What do I say to them?", I asked.

"Play it by ear, baby. I trust you to do the right thing."

"Hey, Sue."

"Yes, baby?"

What would you do if, someday, they chose the same sexual lifestyle that you and I have? Would you be alright with that?"

"Well, if they had someone as caring and thoughtful as I have, who wouldn't hurt them and only played consentually as we do....... I guess, if it made them as happy as I am, it would be fine. (Just like me, Huh?)

The next day, Sue took Shelby to her sisters place. They were spending the day. Shelby didn't really want to go. She wanted to wear her new things..... for me! That little girl has potential.

I went upstairs to my room to do some reading.

"Beth? Are you okay, honey?", I called down the hall. I went to her room, and knocked.

"Can I come in?"

"Of course, daddy!" As though I didn't need to ask.

I opened the door. She was on the edge of her bed, wearing the black dress and pulling a leg of the the black pantyhose up over her foot, and slowly up her leg. She straightened her leg and raised it so her toes were just a little higher than her head. She pulled it half way up her thigh, then lowered it and commenced to do the same thing with her other leg.

"You look more than pretty, Beth."

"Am I sexy, daddy?"

"Yes, sweetie, you are" I couldn't beleive I was saying this.

"Would you help me put my shoes on, daddy?", she said, kolding them by the unbuckled ankle straps.

"Okay, Honey" I stepped over to her, and she handed me the shoes. I knelt before her and took an ankle in my hand.....

"Wait, silly! I have to finish putting on my pantyhose."

With that she stood up, pulled up what little dress there was to pull, and pulled up the hose, her sweet little pussy directly in front of me. I could smell here wetness.......

She sat down, without fixing her dress. All I could think about was how much I wanted to tie her up and play with her.......

Again, I took her ankle. She gently lifted her foot, pointing her toes. As I began to slip this silken, little foot into the shoe, she began to speak....

"Daddy?"

"Yes?"

"In the trunk, there was a noose and a plastic bag. What are they for, I mean, I know what the noose is for, but what's the bag for?"

I said, "You know what the noose is for?"

"Its for hanging mommie, isn't it? She said.

"I haven't hanged mommie, honey. She likes it pulled tight around her throat."

"Would you like to hang a girl, daddy?"

"Someday, Honey. If only I could find the right one."

What would she be like?", Beth asked.

I figured I wouldn't have a chance like this again, so....

"Well, she'd have to be kind of small, and slender, so the noose wouldn't hurt her. And she'd have to be pretty and wear sexy clothes."

"Like me?" Just like you, Baby."

"Daddy, would you like to hang me?"

'There's a lot to learn first.'

"Like what?"

"You'd have to be bagged, first."

"What's "bagged", daddy?"

"Remember the plastic bag you asked about? I'd tie that over your head to see if you can take it."

I finish the first shoe and begin the other.

"Thats all?", she asked.

"No, Baby. Theres more. You have to be all tied up and gagged."

"Would you use the gags in the trunk?"

"I think they'd be too big for you,"

"Even the ones that look like your "thing?"

"They're called 'penis gags'"

I finished the second shoe.

"Before mommie caught me and Shelby in the trunk, I put a penis gag in my mouth and Shelby buckled it in back."

"Did you like it?"

"Yes, but it was too long and touched the back of my throat"

"I would rather start you with a panty gag."

"My panties?"

"Yes, sweetie. I'd roll them into a ball and stuff them in your mouth, then tie some pantyhose around your mouth, to hold them in."

She stood up, and walked to the hamper next to her dresser, opened the lid, and pulled out the panties she'd worn the day before......

"Like these?"

"They'd do.", I said. "But we'd need some stockings, too"

Again, she reached in the hamper.

"How about these...?"

She was wearing new stockings. The ones she held were yesterday's pair.

"They're PERFECT!", I said.

She walked back to me, I'm still kneeling, mind you, and handed me the worn undergarments. She took my hand and pulled ever so softly.

As I stood up I asked, "Where are we going?"

She guided me out of the room. We walked down the hall to my room, we stepped in and she closed the door. She led me to the side of my bed, and said, "Sit down, daddy."

I was totally dazed! Without a word, I reached into my pocket and retreived my keys, picked out the trunk key and handed it to her. She opened it, took out the noose and plastic bag.

"How much rope will you need to tie me up, daddy?"

"Twelve, maybe fifteen coils, baby."

Its gonna be a wild afternoon..........