After a couple of days, a thought came to the forefront of my mind. I wondered if she would submit to me. The more I thought of it, the more I wanted ...t. While I wanted her to submit to me, she was still my aunt and I didn’t want to ruin whatever relationship I might have with what was basically left of my family. The question was how I could go about getting her to submit and not run.A plan began to form in my mind.I asked my aunt to help me go through some boxes and begin to pack things away.. Being 'discovered' by a stranger had always been a fantasy of hers and now, by chance or accident, she was now living it. "It is good to have a solid man," Katrina said, "I wish I could be as lucky. You are blessed with this, no?" The woman laying bound on her side next to her was truly beautiful, in the way that great works of art were. Her legs were long and slender and her hips flared nicely under the black skirt and apron. Her stomach was flat and the outfit could barely hold her. Despite my precautions, Mils winced in pain. I gently touched her ankle, noting it had already swollen – the body's protection mechanism to minimize pain at the broken bone and to make you stay off it while it heals. I felt gently up and down Mils' shinbone or tibia. She moaned in pain when I touched the fracture above her heel. As I held my left hand on the area of the fracture, I used the other hand to gently turn the heel of her foot a small way in each direction. Mils yelped in pain at a. She wanted them to see, she needed them to witness and share the feeling. Fran moved over in front of Geoff, sitting in his lap.They turned toward Veronica and George, and - with deliberate slowness - Fran lowered herself onto his erection. Veronica's eyes widened as she watched. Her vantage point was superb, and Veronica saw Fran's shaven lips accept Geoff's erection. Veronica watched as Geoff reached around, caressed Fran's stomach, and then began toying with her nipples. Gently, he twisted.