That she did it without complaining showed me how much her submissive tendencies were blossoming on their own.In the basement, I had her kneel in the ...arpeted floor. With her hands behind her back, her boobies thrust out from her chest, rising and falling with her breathing. I noticed how the nipples quivered from her excitement, or perhaps her fear."Cross your hands behind your back," I ordered.I bound her wrists with an old silk scarf of hers. My hand caressed her back and slid slowly down. Lucille saidsomething to her but she was in another world."Hello, earth to Roxanne. Are you in there?"Roxanne suddenly realized that she was standing in the middle of thestore just looking at everything and that Lucille and another salesassociate were talking to her. "Sorry, I think I must have drifted offsomewhere."Lucille started to laugh and said, "You just looked like you were inanother world there. But I can see why." She then turned to the salesgirl and said, "My friend was interested in. Likely, because of her job as the early morning waitress in a coffee bar, she’s heard every date-proposition line a man could think of. “Asking me out?” I tip my mug as if it’s a tumbler. It’s not a lie when I tell her it’s the best cup I’ve had in ages. She laughs, and her eyes crease in the corners. The tone of her youthful giggle reminds me so much of the woman I loved and had to let go. “Yes.” I smile in return though my heart is heavy, memories I wish I could forget clash with reality.. The image in my mind was so vivid I growled in response and before I knew what I was doing I set my coffee cup down and stood behind my sister trapping her between me and the sink. “I heard you last night, fucking yourself.” My voice was low, deadly. “What?” she breathed, her whole body stiffened in response. “That’s right Vanessa, I heard you, all your sweet little moans of pleasure I heard. My cock was so hard sweetheart as I pictured you fucking yourself. I jacked off to you,.