The company had hired a car for the day as she needed to get to Birmingham from our London home. Jaq had asked me to go with her as some moral support... to which I gladly agreed.We set off from our London home at six in the morning to hopefully beat the worst of the traffic. We arrived in Birmingham with an hour to spare; after finding the studio, we popped into a nearby cafe to have a light breakfast.The studio was in an old warehouse building. Once inside, it was very impressive. Different. I was worried for a second that i was blind, but then realised i had soemthing covering my eyes. i tried moving my arms but they seemed to be stuck in place and my wrists hurt. my wrists were tied to the bed. i tried moving my ankles but they were tied too. i tried yelling but my mouth was full of some material, it tasted really really nice, like my sisters cum. my pussy still ached and my nipples were sore, though i was really horny still."oh, you're awake now huh?" i heard my older sister. My body snaked down until I was almost on my knees in front of her. That was when I turned and licked my lips teasingly at her. It would have been so easy to beg her to take me to the bathroom. I would have begged her to fuck me like a cheap little whore.Moaning slightly, I close my eyes and drop to the floor onto my knees. Cupping my pussy, I feel how damp my barely-there panties are. My fingers are instantly coated with my sweet, sweet honey and I bring them to my lips, painting them with my. He gave me his number and told me to call him, and I left to the street. I didn't want to walk home in high heels and a dress clearly tailored towards being someones whore, but Chris did boxing in his spare time, probably knew that I wanted his sister and would've killed me on the spot if he had figured out who I was, or even just that I was a guy. I was so lucky he didn't find out. I staggered onto the street and started walking, when I felt an arm around my waist. It was Chris "I can't let a.