“OK basic it is.” he laughed, it was the work of a moment to push her into the basic cubicle and slam the door. He hadn’t cuffed her wrists, bu... he put the lights out and left.He hadn’t needed to cuff her hands, the closet was padded like a padded cell. “Let me out,” Zania screamed. “Let me out you bastard!” The first eight hours in the tiny space were not too bad, Zania’s voice stared wavering about five hours in and she ran out of new curse words but there was no where to sit or lie down,. " Aunt pulled away. "Don't be impertinent." I'd have more respect if you were as honest as old Min." What do you know about Mrs. Trout that I don't?" I know she calls a spade a spade and an ass an ass." And you smacked hers?" I'd like to and I don't mean as punishment." She's an old woman, like me."Maybe you would feel it a lot better if I was to warmyour bare butt for your sins." It's your sins I pray for," hissed Aunt. "I don't know what's come over you since you came home. You aren't the boy. Don’t feel you have to work though.”“Oh that’s alright, we’re quite into it now aren’t we Saffs?”“That last one you’ve done is a killer. When do you have to have them done Dad?”“The meeting’s on Friday, but I have to email my main contact with them on Wednesday.”“Oh okay. We can have them done easily by then. We can try them out on Lizzie this afternoon.”“Lizzie?”“Mmmm, she’s totally hooked. Or should we say ‘impaled’?”In spite of everything my cock gave a little twitch.“Hahaha,” Zann laughed,. Her stomach was slightly flat, and her breasts were almost pointy and perhaps were set up higher when she was younger. She sat down on my lap with only her thong underwear on, and we began to kiss some more. She moved her hips on my lap with expert ease, and my own cock was beginning to beg to be let out of the confines of my pants. She tore off my t-shirt, licking at my neck and my nipples. She ran her hand through my chest hair, commenting that it feels so very good against her own hard.