"Before the evening is through, I plan on you feeling a lot more naughty than that," he replied."If you would like, we could just go to your apartment..." she whispered."Ah, but you'll remember I told you that each time we are together will be a new and different adventure. I realize you may not care all that much for the music, but then we aren't here to appreciate the finer aspects of hard rock."Two things struck Angilee as they entered the nightclub she had heard about but never visited. First. "It was much later when your uncle, my older brother, told me that he had seen me bring our father his lunch and what I had done. He was not as gentle as father and it hurt when he used my mouth as father had done - but I knew my brother loved me. I knew he did not have the experience in life as our father did, so did not know how to be gentle with me. I knew then that he should not be doing these things with me, but he always tried to be important in our family as father was. I was ordered to. When I pulled the plug out of her ass that night, she whined and rubbed hercheek on my hand. I told her that she would get a bigger plug tomorrow. By the end of the first week we had almost settled into a routine. Enemas inthe morning followed by ass stretching, piss drinking and ass cleaning. The restof the day I spent torturing her, needles in her tits and labia, tit paddling,ass whipping, and usually a crop to her clit to make her cum. On Saturday nightI let her have a glass of wine,. He smelled nice. He was a real huge man, pretty muscled, tanned by the sun.He introduced himself as Tom and he thanked me for stopping, since he had been during hours under the sun there.I told him my name and hit again the road.We were in silence; but I could see the guy was looking at the cleavage of my summer dress. I realized my nipples had got hard under the cold air conditioning…I finally asked him where he was heading all dressed in leather…Tom laughed, saying his bike gear had crapped.