Yes, even the way Uncle Gaston had forced his salacious attentions on her? She couldn't, not without revealing the whole despicable truth. Yet, if she...didn't turn to her Antoine for help, where could she go?There had been time to think since leaving the party, and once out of Larreau's horrible, dominating presence, Madeleine realized she could not keep their wicked appointment the next day; she just couldn't give herself to that foul beast... yet, if she didn't, he had threatened to bring harm. She watched as Mistress buckled one of her ankles to one end then fastened the other to her remaining ankle. This forced her to keep her legs opened wide."Now, my precious slave, I am going to untie your wrists and put them into something more comfortable. If you make any move to try to escape, Master here will hurt your sister very badly. Now you don't want that now, do you?"Amanda shook her head. There was no way she was going to do anything to hurt her sister if she could help it. She. La cosa mi eccitò non poco, tanto che a fine pomeriggio, quando stavano per andarsene decisi di offrirgli da bere: lo feci solo per farmi guardare. Fui, forse, esagerata, ma io sono fatta così: le occasioni poi passano e si vive una volta sola! Misi un vestitino rosa attillato, molto corto, senza niente sotto. Si notava che il tanga non c'era più e i miei capezzoli si vedevano bene da sotto il vestito. Feci loro molti complimenti e come si suol dire....gliela feci annusare, senza dare troppa. I heard that wet sucking sound made every time his fingers momentarily left my cunt. And then it was over. I fell back onto the bed and, for an instant, couldn't move. My eyes were shut tight. My hands rested over Paul's to keep his fingers in me. Ever so slightly he would move just the tip of a finger and my whole body would instantly jerk once more. We remained essentially motionless. I could still feel my muscles randomly spasm on his fingers. I looked up at him with loving eyes..