But she wasn’t done with me. Before I could realize what was happening, she spat at my face, a huge drop of spittle hitting me next to the eye. I li...ted my hand to wipe it away, but she caught it and spat at me again. And again. It was the most demeaning thing that had ever happened to me. Still it got worse when her hand snaked down between my legs and gripped my pussy. “Does this make you hot? Helen’s sluts love to be humiliated, or so she tells me. Are you one of them?” Truth was, something. Our orgasms seemed to last for ages but I guess they didn't, once they subsided Susan opened her eyes and smiled at me, this was nothing like the sex I had had with Kate which was always fast, this was a special euphoria shared between brother and sister. Susan lifted herself off my cock and headed over to her own bed and we drifted off to sleep.In the morning we woke to the alarm and put our PJ's on to head down for breakfast, it was then mom revealed that I had been expelled from school. It. There was no real footpath for her to follow, as few people actually came up to these woods. The odd camper, occasional wood collectors, but other than that, few, which is why Kim had chosen the area for her first outdoor bondage session.The trees to her left were heavy with leaves, and she knew that no-one could see her through them, as she began to walk a little faster, getting used to the hobble between her ankles. She had started slowly and gingerly, but she was now getting into the rhythm,. I pushed her to the left, making her stand with her back to me, looking into the wall. Again the potent scent of leather filled her nostrils. Behind her, She heard me unzipping my leather pants. Slowly I pulled down her panties, then bent down to pick them up, throwing them onto the window sill where she could see them. She stared at them, helplessly, knowing her pussy was now naked and exposed. 'Spread your legs,' I said.But before she had time to react, she felt it. The bulging head of my.