“We’ve been driving for hours and it’s fucking hot! I need a shower.” I snapped my fingers and began skipping towards the house, “Me first!...�� I didn’t hear Rachel’s shout, since the door had already closed behind me. I stared around and noticed that not much had changed since last year. It was still the same house which our parents had bought him. Sean was going to inherit our father’s company and as for me, I was going to take over mother’s job as an architect. My life was all set and so was. The old rusty chain was padlocked to his steel cock cage, then wrapped around his waist and pulled up tight between his skinny pale legs.What was less obvious at first glance was the stubby pink antenna of the remote-controlled vibrator protruding from his arse and daughter playing with the controls on her phone.Dad's cock tried to rise against the chain, his whole body visibly shook each time she took the speed to maximum.Mum explained in stilted English that she had caught him ogling their. She pulled away from her hug and said I missed you as smiled an innocent smile. "It's been too long since you have come over and hung out with us so we figured we would come get you drunk!" She smiled at him causing James to laugh. James couldn't take her eyes off of her. We started with some shots and James told Sarah that she can pick the music on Pandora and Sarah walked over to the stereo with her hips swinging and pulled her phone from her bra. She looked back to see James and myself. She bent down and ran her hands all the way down my nylon stockings and back up again. Stopping at the top to smooth them clear of any (imaginary) wrinkles and adjusted my suspenders."But darling," she said. "these shoes will never do. You really should try a pair of mine."She did a tiptoe twirl inviting me to gaze longingly at her patent high heels. I could see the heel had a stainless steel spike in the last inch or two before it touched the floor. The wide strap holding her nylon clad ankle.