My telephone had finally stopped its incessant ringing so I kept my cell in my hand while I made my way across the room to the check the call log on t...e land line.The missed calls, 10 it appeared, had come from two places: my job and from my middle sister, another sibling I rarely spoke to. My sister’s name popped up on the log with a fresh call as I stood looking at it. The phone in my hand rang again a moment later. It was my middle brother again, a retired U.S. Army Colonel.I decided I liked. .." I moaned, as I realized she was starting to fuck me with the anal plug.I rubbed my sissy clit and move my hip faster and faster."Ah... o... ahhhh.... um.... ahhhhhhhhhhahahah......." I cum.She plugged the anal plug right into my ass. My sissy hole is now filled by the anal plug and covered by the small handle on it as I fall onto the ground after cumming like crazy. She pushed my head onto the floor and rub my face onto my cum on the floor. She told me to lick the floor and eat all cum on. ..my.....cock” I said, slipping back into the Master role without realising. She grinned at me then slowly sank to her knees, steadied herself, then with her eyes upturned took me into her mouth. I closed my eyes in sheer pleasure and when I opened them Anne was still looking up at me. Out of the corner of my eye I spotted my phone on the kitchen side and reached across for it. I had to have those eyes on film as they sucked my cock. At the sight of me fiddling with my phone Anne moved her. .." he trails of as he gets off me and walks to his room. I didn't move. He comes back with a silk tie. I gulp. He ties my hands above my head. I try to free my hands but I know it was a pointless struggle. He kisses me again."Hmmm...Look at this bra. Vincent told me you only wear granny bras. The boring ones. The plain ones with no peek-a-boo. Looking at your bra now, it's definitely not plain. It's all lace and front closure. Are you really trying to get laid?" He says. I just stare at him..