"Y-yes Master," I said, hating that I had to agree. "Well now, we can't have that, this pussy needs some attention. Open your legs." I splayed my leg... apart - my face still pressed into the bed. His finger slid between my thighs, rubbing my lips through the damp material and for a second I thought he was going to release me. I thought wrong obviously - the disappointment hurt almost as much as the whip, as it slapped down cruelly on my clit. The sensation was sickening - my pussy was on fire. She leads me into the basement and stops. L unlocks my wrists and then retightens my wrist cuffs ensuring I cannot pull free. She then locks the cuffs to the spreader bar hanging from the ceiling. Next she unlocks the chain on my ankle cuffs and replaces it with our long spreader bar. I feel her tie a rope on to my ball harness and loosely run it behind me. Her arms brush against me as she ties a slipknot to the spreader bar above my head. I then feel the butt plug invade my ass. L. I have to strip off!" Panic bubbled. "I don't want him standing there when I strip off!" Meredith," Brandon said.I felt on the verge of hysteria. Or vomiting. Maybe hysterical vomiting. I hadn't gotten much sleep last night and I was already somewhere near the end of my rope. The idea of my brother Michael standing nearby while I took off my clothes, his eyes roaming my body, that liar's mouth of his tossing out backhanded compliments... "I don't want him there when I strip off!!" Meredith,". ” He picked up the remote that was sitting in his lap and pressed the pulsate button. The instant he hit the button we heard Jeanette slightly moan. He called into the kitchen, “Remember you have to tell me when you’re about to cum, ‘Slut’.” We heard her say, “Ok.” He held up the remote and hit the high button. We heard her fumble the pan on the oven. “Ok what.” “Ok, Master.” He smiled at us and hit the pulsate button again. He looked back at us, “Now was I?” Amanda was holding onto every word.