"Now Rebecca, you have done a shameful thing today, you have broken yoursisters implicit trust in you by going through her things. And you haveadmitte... to me that you were wearing her skirt, and God knows what else ofhers, in some sort of pathetic little dress up game. As if that's not badenough, you stand here now dolled up like some teenage boys wet dream.Robert, most boys your age don't know what a petticoat is, let alone havefantasies of wearing one with a frilly satin dress and high. Marianne, you will need to ask questions. He just doesn't think to volunteer."She looked up. "Why, Brad?" Why not? No one in the family wanted to know. I wouldn't fit the mold that I was supposed to fit. Irene will run the business. She wants it. I don't. It would be too confining. I have Karen's love and that's what I want more than anything. Other than that, I want to teach math. I already have a teaching assistant position lined up while I work on my master's degree. Karen and I will be. Exhausted and pleased, he duct tapes my mouth shut. He says he has to go to bed and that he will see me in the morning. In the morning, he feeds me. He inserts various things in my ass. I am kept like this for 24 hours. Possibly even 36 hours. ~ Rachel Sweet succulent latex concubine Rachel,I love the idea and the story. As a guest I would certainly enjoy fondling, tormenting, and maxing the estim. What an awesome concept of a totally helpless and immovable captured latex concubine. How could. I could feel a bulge in my pants start to rise. I sat up to try and hide it, swinging my legs forward to face her. I tried to speak, but my mouth just wouldn't move, finally I managed to force two words, “Jamie, I...” My voice trailing off, unsure of what to say. She didn't say anything, just say down next to me on the couch, put her arms around me and rested her head on my chest. “I'm... Sorry.” I said finally. Silence. We sat there like that for several minutes, then I felt her move off my.