His cock had grown so hard I wondered if it would explode the moment I touched it. Sex Whenever he got too close to cumming, I would stop and let him calm down. Once I reached his forehead again, I dropped the feather back into the drawer. Daddy looked at me, shocked. I pulled the rope tight and tied it, not wanting to give any slack for movement or to be able to touch me. He gasped at the temperature change. I took out a piece of rope from beside the bed and looped it through the middle of the cuffs and stretched them over his head. He was pulling hard on the handcuffs and the ankle cuffs. I saw the flash of anger and fear in his eyes. Then I slowly travelled upwards again… This time on the other leg. Daddy was painfully ticklish and he HATED to be tickled. Then I opened the drawer to the bedside table and retrieved a large feather. As much as I was trying to keep my dominant persona going, it was hard to fight the way I melted when I looked into his eyes.
