Mom finally had had enough she was horny as hell and wanted dad to fuck her -- as she put -- until the cows came home on the second day. Her nipples, hard as pencil erasers, were standing out about a half an inch, her breathing was quick and shallow, Dad slide beside her touching her lightly across her breast, circling her nipples. Whispering in her ear "You will be my slave tonight. I am yours for the taking." "Do you enter this without forces or coercion of any sort from me? " "Oh, Yes, Reginald." "Rule one, unless I specifically tell you, you will call me Master, Sir, or My Lord. When family is visiting, it will be Dear or Reginald.
She leaned over and kissed Dad passionately letting him know she was primed and ready for anything he wanted to do. As my slave you must follow all my commands without hesitation or questioning. " "Yes, I enter this agreement of my own free will." Dad pulled both strings and she was naked. You will be My Sweet; but when I call you Honey -- that will be my signal that you are my slave following my commands without drawing attention to the fact you are my slave." "Yes, Master!
His favorite boat was the 41 foot Morgan Out Island with inlaid teak decking, named "Hypnosis".
It was immaculate and clean full complement of sails -- I would later learn from him how to sail -- and he would often sleep on the boat sitting in the slip.
Finally, after six months of dating Dad finally took Mom out on "Hypnosis".