" And I am?" You are my Master, Master." Tell me your password to your e-mail account and then go to your room and clean up. When you are done bathing...and shaving all hair except that on your head, put on the clothes I have laid on your bed. I will come get you when I want to see you again."I was very nervous as I went back to my room; I had never shaved my legs before, counting on my choice of opaque tights to hide the little bit of hair that I had. So I was very happy that Master Robert had. Moms and Pa looked at us strangely. Everybody seemed to look at me like I was some mentally fragile inmate on the verge of suicide.Maybe I was.I caught Kyle’s eye for a second and he blushed out to his ears and put his head back down toward his plate.Pa filled his coffee cup and pointed at me. He turned and went to his office. I followed. He closed the door behind us. He almost never closed the office door.“Wolves,” Pa said as he sat in his leather chair. At least he hadn’t gone to his desk. I. .. yes... Brad, now. Hold me,... oh... harder... There... now,... please... now. Uh... uh... uh... oh-h-h-h... ye-e-e-e-s-s-s-s."Keeping one hand on the young girl's pussy, Brad stripped off his pants and undershorts and then dragged her off the sofa to the carpeted floor. She might be jailbait but she was definitely a hot, little bitch and he was going to have her.Young Beth knew what her brother's friend was doing. And she guessed what he planned to do. Her legs flopped open limply as he. Andwhen I put my jeans back on the feeling of my bare ass rubbing againstthe rough fabric got me so turned on that I immediately dropped my handsto my crotch and began masturbating through my jeans. After I finished Ididn't change the thong but kept it on for the rest of the day, enjoyingthe tight feeling and the dampness in my crotch from my semen. Afterthat experience, I began wearing the thongs on a regular basis - washingthem myself so that my Mom wouldn't see them.Guess Matt must have.