'who are you? And where did you get those horrible pictures'Great she had replied, and there was no talk about 'oh that's not me' or anything; I repli...d immediately.'who I am is not important but your compliance is. Tell me all about these pictures, who took them and where and how old you were at the time'God my cock was already hard in my pants and I couldn't wait to see her next mail.'please don't do this'Just the one line was all that she sent. Well of course I'm going to do this you fucking. He confronted a heavy wooden door and banged on it several times using a heavy silver knocker that was shaped like a large ram’s horn. He swung the knocker several times, as no one answered him at first, but on his forth and final knock Artie Tedesco in a pair of spandex shorts and a white tank top stood at the entrance.A white towel hung around his neck, and his face was drenched in sweat. A ring of perspiration had spread from the neck of his tank- top all the way down to his ribs. He seemed. “What do you know of sex Cindy?” I asked.“I know enough,” she smiled. “I know you and Uncle Rob had sex last night. I heard you both.”Damn it, I really don’t know what I must have been thinking last night…I should have kept my moans to myself.“I’m sorry dear, Rob and I were fooling around… sorry you heard, I won’t let that happen ever again. Adults do that sort of thing.”She looked at me, smiling. “That’s okay, I know about that stuff. We have the Internet you know. Auntie, I masturbated when. Your name is Evilena and I fixed your car. And THEN when I tried to help you when you were stranded you knocked me out and brought me here…. wherever here is. You kidnapped me. And you are in deep shit.’ With a wry smile playing across her full lips she flicked the whip at his exposed cock, and slapped it with a snap that resounded off the walls. ‘OW!! STOP IT! DAMN IT!!!! THAT HURTS!!! .’ ‘ Silence, my little pet. From now on you may only speak when I address you, and unless instructed.