Her father reached into the into the debilitated structure and pulled out a length of thick rope. "Get on your stomach, you good for nothing puta," he...said angrily, his mouth turning up in a vicious scowl.Nena went numb with shock at what her father was doing to her how he was treating her. She tried to be strong and brave, but her words came out pleadingly, in soft staccato bursts of fear. "Papa, I want to go back home with you and mama ... I'm sorry for hurting you ... I'm sorry for-"Her. ? He stopped tickling me. ?You got two wrong. Therefore now you have30 minutes of tickle torture ahead of you.?He shifted my underwear and removed thevibrator and plug. ?I don't want you to get distracted by these. If you're agood girl, perhaps you'll get them back later.? I hung from my bonds. And he began; hestarted slowly, with the feather. Brushing it across my lips. It was a whisperof what was to come, and as he stroked my underarms and pulled the feather inbetween my fingers, I whimpered. In moments I stood at the side of the bed and watched as my mother showed my sister the most sensitive areas of a male cock and how to stimulate the head and underside of the cock head with her fingers. My cock was hard and it bounced softly as the blood pumped into it making it even harder. Mother showed my sister how to fondle the scrotum and perineum beneath it while stroking the shaft with a continuous motion. My hard cock was made even harder by the sight of my nude sister's thin fingers. I wanted to get in on the action, so I pulled my tight short dress over my head. Then, wearing only my stockings and stilettos, I stepped up behind the stripper and danced there, while I played rubbing his tightened buttocks. His body felt so good and hard; he smelled niceI heard the girls cheering on me and I did not want to disappoint. So I squatted behind the stripper and was about to make my way around to help Lorna suck his cock when somebody grabbed me from behind…I turned my head and.