Great, I thought. I quickly completed my mission. I tied her legs together. I tied her wrists with rope and secured her hands behind her back. I continued weaving the rope around her stomach and over her small breasts until I was done working around her body. The red contrasted well with her skin. She knelt there, her own bodily fluids oozing from her bush.

The rope scratched her pale skin as she moved back and forth. She moaned at the raw roughness. I grinned, relieved that my daughter was experiencing bondage for the first time. I respected my master. We both nodded in appreciation.

"Lick her pussy and prepare...