“No matter how hard you squirm...” Slade tugged again and the suit tore loose. “There is nothing...” he ripped the tear open wider. “You can...do...” Slade shredded Raven's entire outfit, leaving it in tatters and shrewn across her body. “To stop it.” Slade's eyes examined Raven's naked young form. Tiny beads of sweat formed on her bare, light grey skin. He noted the dark areola of her nipple. He reached out and grabbed her by her wrist, then pinned it down on the cold, hard floor. The witch's. No one knew that except for those involved. He had no fear that any of his children who left would lead the authorities to him, they just thought he was a BDSM dom who had three willing slaves to serve him. He introduced them to enough of the outside world before they left so that they believed he was part of that community, and those of their siblings who chose to stay were the same as him. The only problem he ever had with the ones who left was when one confronted him about the incest, but. When I came home I showered and spent a good amount of time making myself look as attractive as possible. I did my hair up nice, I strived to apply the perfect amount of make-up to make me look ravishing, and I wore my black strapless dress that showcased my cleavage to good effect (an outfit which always drew attention), and high heels. By the time my father came home that evening I had the meal and myself ready, I also had the radio on in the background tuned to the soft rock station, the. “It’s just so wrong.”“Maybe,” said Jill. “But maybe you’ll find that you like it. My sisters and I did.”“Aunt Ann said that you were the kinkiest of the three,” Faith said. “What did that mean?”Jill laughed and gave the breast a squeeze. “I’m not sure that kinkiest is the right term. I think that I am just the most adventurous.”Jill went on to explain how she and her sisters had played together since they were teenagers. It turned out that each of them was dominant, though, so as girls, they.