Chapter 47: Good for You, Kathy

Mommy put her head of Kathy's shoulder. "I just don't know about Billy," she sighed. "We've tried and tried, but he just doesn't understand the limits. I guess we're going to do something to get his attention."

"How about," Kathy snapped her fingers, "we give him a birthday party he'll never forget?"

"I don't think he's getting a party after what he's done," Mommy shook her head, "and he's NOT going to pop little Kim's cherry."

"No, wait!" Kathy's mind raced ahead, "I mean a different kind of party." She whispered her plan into Mommy's ear.

Mommy grinned widely. "Oh, that would be perfect." She chuckled, "just perfect. I'll drop by the Torture Boutique tomorrow to pick up everything we'll need."

"Oh, don't worry about that," Kathy offered. "Grand Dad gave me a thousand dollar gift certificate when he brought the new dildos," she waved her hand toward the line of gleaming chrome riding machines, "and that should be more than enough.

"And I'm sure Christi would just love to come with me," she winked at the pretty brunette who still dangled by her wrists with big lead sinkers weighing heavily on her nipples. "Wouldn't you, Torture Mouse?"

"Sure," Christi smiled weakly, "as long as you try 'em out on me first."

"Oh, we've left you up there too long," Mommy comforted her daughter-in-law-to-be. "Come on Kathy, help me get her down."

"Oh, you really don't have to --" Christi collapsed into Mommy's waiting arms as Kathy released her restraints. She was sound asleep by the time they laid her on the couch and unhooked the lead weights from her new nipple rings.

"The poor dear," Mommy stroked her curly hair, "she's all worn out."

"She stayed up all night worrying about us having to go out without our stockings on," Kathy kissed her beloved softly on the cheek.

Daddy roared through the basement door, "I've locked him up for --"

Mommy put a finger to her lips to quiet her husband. "Christi's exhausted," she whispered, "we need to get her to bed."

"Sure." Daddy's expression thawed. He lifted Christi and carried her up the stairs then laid her gently on Kathy's bed. "There you go, Dear," he stroked his daughter's long-blonde hair, "you just tuck her in and she'll be just fine."

"Thanks, Daddy." Kathy gave him a warm kiss.

"Can I ask you something, Pumpkin?" Daddy had a quizzical look on his face.

"Sure."

"I didn't know you liked girls so much. You know," he stammered awkwardly, "I knew you and Mommy and Becky played with each other but I thought you were more into boys. When did you --"

"Oh, I haven't sworn off guys," Kathy gazed lovingly at the girl who was curled like a kitten, "It's just," she said softly, "she's so precious. I couldn't say no. I love her, Daddy."

"Good for you, Kathy." Daddy wrapped his daughter in his arms. "Good for you. And I gotta admit, you've got great taste in women."

"Thanks, Daddy," Kathy grinned mischievously as she unzipped his pants. "And you're one great tasting man."