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Poor father, his hands were shaking as he tried to tie her in a hog tie, he had the rope too tight around her left breast and too loose around her right one and the crossover was all wrong and they shouldn't have done a cross over at the breast if they intended to tie her ankles behind her neck.
"Brian?" Pattie said awkwardly.
"Oh, my, god!" I exclaimed, "This looks just like a set up!" they didn't answer, "Enjoying yourself father?"
P
oor sod, he would rather have had a game of scrabble with her than tied her up, "Your mother's idea," he explained.
"Yes, when poor Pattie rang I suggested she went back to being you slave, your fuck-slut," Mother explained, "And she agreed."
"Yes," Pattie agreed.
"No!" I insisted, "Oh no,"
"What?" Father queried.
"No, Pattie can get a job, work off some of that excess energy," I insisted, "And she can get my breakfast for six each morning."
"Six, you must be joking!" she complained, "Oh lord you're serious?"
"Deadly," I agreed.
"I need to think about this," Pattie suggested.
"Well loosen the rope round her left breast before it turns black and drops off, " I ordered, "And Pattie get dressed we'll discuss this sensibly."
I went upstairs and poured myself a generous measure of a decent single malt whisky, I just left it beside my chair for a moment and then Father appeared, "Ah Glen Livett!" he exclaimed and grabbed my glass and downed it in a single gulp.
"It wasn't actually," I said, "What exactly is going on?"
Pattie appeared next, I couldn't believe it, pink ball gag, hands cuffed behind her, white sexy nurses outfit with her breasts hanging out which showed her pubes to perfection, "Mother!" I cried.
"Brian, you need to know what you are throwing away!" Mother said.
"I meant we would sit round like civilised people and discuss this," I suggested.
"Yes Brian, so take her back as your sex slave," Mother suggested as she stood there in her M and S blue two piece suit with white blouse and the obligatory pearls.
"Is that what you want Pattie?" I asked.
She nodded.
"Only I want more." I insisted.
"No Brian," Mother said, "You're too young to settle down."
"Who put you in charge?" I asked.
"Mother knows best Brian," my father insisted, "At least she thinks she does."
"Mmmm," Pattie said but we ignored her.
"Just tie her up and use her when you need to Brian." Mother insisted, "You're paying enough for the privellage."
"Mother, Father, get out please," I ordered.
"Brian!" Mother exclaimed in shock, "You can't order us around like that."
