I thought of hiding but it was too late. She was already in the room by then.“Can you learn to fucking knock?” said my sister, looking both frustr...ted and angry. I was able to see her cunt as her panties were still wet. She didn’t seem to notice that I could see it.“I am sorry. I didn’t know you would be doing *that*.”“Well, what the fuck do you want?”“I just wanted your laptop to make a PPT. Sorry for that.”“It’s alright, just don’t tell mom and dad about this, got it?” she replied in a calm. You will lick your mess clean and will then be introduced intimately to each of us individually; Samantha will take you to her room first as she will not have had the pleasure of caning you." Rex was in heaven now, as he was ushered forward on his knees and Samantha parted her glorious mature calves slightly to accommodate his stiff and eager cock. She pulled his leash taut to ensure he knew she was instrumental in his punishment, despite not wielding a cane on this occasion, and clamped her. As a child she had chosen the tallest tower in the castle for her bedchambers, to give her the greatest view of the Arrowthorn mountains and the pass between the great peaks. For it was the sole route through the mountains that the castle had been built to guard many centenaries ago. Noting the time, it would be another hour before she was called to her father’s presence. She hated sitting idly in her chambers. Her unoccupied mind would wonder to the gruesome scenes being played out on the. She didn't know why but he was quickly growing on her. For a complete stranger to notice her loneliness and buy her a drink, and then to walk her home, well, it went without saying that kind of caring was a rarity in her life.Her room at the Lodge was no bigger than her bathroom back home. It held the smallest double bed that had been manufactured, a bedside table, and one white chair upon which sat her backpack."I'd invite you inside if there was any room," she laughingly commented as she.