” He said, slapping my ass.I figured what the hell... “You know that kid across the table?” I asked.“Mhm” he said.“We screwed.”“You li...tle whore!” He said, still smiling. “You're a little slut, aren't you?”All I could manage was to laugh.“Did you at least get his number? He was cute!” Tom asked.“Yea,” I replied. “He wrote it on my dick.”Tom burst out in laughter.“Well – what are you waiting for! Take off your pants so we can call him!” Tom said. I obliged, and dropped my pants.“I've never seen. ” She smiled at my predicament and then left. I hurriedly hung the shower curtain back up and rinsed it off. I didn’t make it down in time to set the table, Mom had beaten me to it. So, instead, I sat down and she put a plate of food in front of me. “Isn’t there a theme for your prom?” Mom asked me as she sat down with her own food.“Ugh... Mom again with the prom?” She wasn’t going to let this one go, was she? I took a deep breath and gave in, I knew she wouldn’t give it up. “Masquerade, a. “Oh, Douglas, He had to stay a few days longer on his business trip. So your putting will have to be put off.” I could see the pain in my brother-in-law eyes, of not having the immediate gratification he had hoped for, so proud of an A. He had worked so hard for it I was sure. What could I do to make it up to him, for his brother’s failure to be home to congratulate his young brother on a job well done? Maybe something appropriate to the course he got the A in Chemistry. I. You remove the clamps on my nipples and clit. They sting as the blood goes rushing back into them. “Help me untie her,” you ask Jack. Once untied you ask me to stand. “Yes, Master” I say getting to my feet slowly, still shaking. “Tie her hands together.” you tell Jack. As he does, you pick up a ball-gag. I let you put it on me without question. “Now we’re both gonna fuck you, Slave’’ you inform me, “And I don’t want you fucking screaming.” My eyes go wide with fear and I close them quickly..