I survey her plight. My girls have, as usual, done an admirable job. Pettie’s wrists are still handcuffed behind her back. But a rope drags them up ...o the ceiling so that she stands on tiptoe, bent forward to ease the strain, helpless. But in pain. Rope on het wrists would be bad enough, but handcuffs…! Her bottom is beautifully displayed. It exhibits nine gorgeous wound and asks for more. ‘I suppose I get whipped to death?’ Pettie asks without hope. It is a good thought. But not to death! Why. He too was good looking with a well-built body and a stylish chain which came down till the middle of his muscular chest. He said “Mridula mom and dad are ready. Come and wave them a bye. “.Mridula replied “ I will come, Naveen. Just a moment”. Then she came down and waved their parents a good bye. The brother and sister were back in the house.Slowly but steadily the night started to fall in. The sibling continued to do their own works in spite of being alone. It was dinner time so both of them. 'I have done nothing wrong in letting daddy use my bath water', I protested my innocence, and then demanded to know how he saw us, and accused him of spying on me taking a bath.He was just wearing his boxer shorts as I sat up slightly in bed letting him see my naked breasts. 'What do you want from me Danny', I asked him quietly, yet tenderly?His response was quick short and violent, he reached out and tore the duvet from the bed and left me completely naked in his eyes.I lay watching his eyes. She had a full head of hair that ended aboutmidway down her back. The style was made up of large wavy curls withbangs to the top of her eyebrows and the sides framed her face withgentle waves that accentuated her pert little nose and full red lips.Her hair was a lot to maintain but it was her pleasure to brush it outever night until it had a natural shine, afterward she set it into aspecial hair net that kept her from getting all tangled up while sheslept.Because of her desire to maintain the.