“Perfect”, it’s about the only thing I actually did see of her. Then it started again…“Boom…boom…boom” the slow methodical beating. Th...s time I got up and pressed my ear against the wall, trying to listen to as much as I could. Once again finding myself naked, listening to someone else having sex.I still had my hard cock in my hand as I listened intently for any sound. “Come on baby give it to me…” I heard clearly. This time I heard two male voices muttering something, then clearly “Come on. What is it Jenaya?” Athea asked calmly.“Yes, I volunteered. I volunteered after I beat Hassika almost to death. I volunteered because what you told me to do was something I knew the old Jenaya never could have done. I am happy for the first time of my life but who am I? Am I still Jenaya, a being with genuine feelings, or am I just a shadow of your brother and all I feel are his emotions?” She asked her eyes pleading for an answer.“So you’re not here to apologize or complain, you want to talk. She carried on with my uncle.I also said that anyways if even I join you, you can have more pleasure. I won’t stop you from fucking others but if I join you then you won’t need others to fuck you. (In the background-“Ahh ahh ahh”)She thought for a second and smiled and caught my dick in a moment and started sucking it. I played with her busty boobs.“You naughty boy,! Your cock is really huge. I guess this is larger than your dad or your uncle. Perhaps I’ll be needing your treatment every. She was also into bondage to some extent as I would soon learn.After they were married her husband learned of her interest in bondage and actually cultivated her little fetish. He bought her sexy leather outfits and had her show them off to his wealthy, similarly inclined friends. While Irene never admitted he had shared her with some of them, I had no reason to think he hadn’t; not from her actions in my company, but I’ll get to that in due time.It seemed that I kept running into Irene that.