" Marilyn re-clipped the handcuffs before Maria could react. "Rest until your trainer arrives."Maria lay upon her pallet, hands pulled up before her, ...nd felt despondent as the cold leash trailed over her body. She sniffled, almost sobbed, a lone cold slave in a vast cold hall. Irene strode down the hall, swinging the key cord around her fingers, whistling. A little break for some individual training. Miz Costello will be appropriately grateful, always has been. Irene unlocked the door and. She laughed and tried on a few more but each time I realized a little more how sexy my little sister was. I was fighting hard to avoid showing everyone else how sexy I thought she was by trying to plan out my next photo assignment, anything to take my mind of the stirring in my jeans. She finally settled on a couple of suits that were more revealing than I expected but not so blatantly so that our dad would be upset.All the way home, my sister chattered excitedly about wearing her new suits to. Please just turn down the music, Carl.”She turned to leave, but he grabbed her arm. “Naw, I said get in here, bitch!” Then he yanked her into his living room, her robe coming open as she spun about. She heard the front door slam and the deadbolt lock as Carl strode toward her.“Carl, no--”Smack! He backhanded her, and she fell to her knees, her face nearly hitting the coffee table. She could see several bottles of liquor on it, mostly empty, and the remainder of a line of white powder on a. He started to talk dirty to me as he ran his fingers through my hair and fucked my throat, telling me I was a slut, calling me a cocksucker, and that he knew a whore like me wanted him to cum in my mouth. I pulled off his cock long enough to lick and suck his balls and beg him to feed me his cum. He slipped his hand down the back of my panties as I continued sucking his cock, I could feel his finger push against my pussy then slide knuckle deep past my outer ring. He fingered me first with one.