They did everything except pay the mortgage, and Frank does that!” she declared.I opened the presents that everyone brought, mostly small things, th...ugh Joyce brought me a case of expensive wine, a gift from her and her grandfather. Kara’s gift to me was a pair of stuffed penguins with our names stitched across their chests.We had a fantastic time and about 9:45pm Mrs. Krajick arrived to pick up Ed and Stephanie because it was a school night. At about 10:45pm Trudy came over and offered to take. Whatever's in that vile concoction, I can tell you it shouldn't come a mile from a woman's privates. A blowtorch would be merciful compared to that shit. My ?morning witching,? he calls it. The bastard.It was thankfully over quickly. For today, at least. On more leisurely mornings (or those where he's nicked me with the razor) he'll sometimes soak a washcloth in the stuff and press it painfully into my crotch, leaving the stinging astringent to fester as he readies himself for work. Or, if in a. So if you are not into BDSM or Incest, I request you to go back and find a story suitable to your fantasies.Chapter 7:The next morning, I was given a beautiful black lingerie which barely covered my boobs and was crotchless. Today I was going to get introduced to the remaining 12 Board Members and was going to get fucked and abused by 19 people at a time.It was going to be a long fucking day for me. I crawled as Claire pulled my leash and we entered a conference hall. All the people stared at. The dealer ate a sandwich at his table, so a table was never left unattended. As expected, the Lovely Louise now had more employees than ever before, and there had been some worry about how we were going to house them. Temporarily, until we could get a better setup worked out, we were having to go with a "hot-bunk" principle where a bed was never unoccupied.The trip to Cairo was enlivened by one pirate attack, but this one was more amateurish than we had come to expect. A day out from Cairo, we.