He stood in front of me with his dick in his right hand, slowly moving it back and forth. “What are you going to do?” I asked. “Tell Mom if you ...on't play along. I can tell that isn't going to be a problem.” He reached forward and started petting my stick with his left hand. He pulled me me close by my hard lust rod and licked my neck nibbling my ear and pumping both our tools in some new found rhythm.“Oh Michael. Wait. I'm not sure about this.” I remember fantasizing about him when he was. CRACK I yell out as that one was harder then the others. "Thank you mistress"By the last one I'm full on crying not caring anymore about hiding it. "Good slave its ok to cry" "Thank you mistress" I say through my tears. My blindfold soaked in tears now. I feel you grab the plug and pull it out of my sore ass. "Do you trust me slave?" "Yes mistress" I scream out in pain as I feel your hand slap my ass. "Thank you mistress" I barely manage to get the words out through the pain. "Good slave" I. Joshua went to the girl hanging next to him and moved and turned her lifeless body around. Her hands were still bound with handcuffs on the back. Where the metal touched the wrists, bloody scratches could be seen. “She had struggled a lot” he thought by himself. In addition, at her tender neck bloody rope marks showed up, caused by the tightening of the noose. Now he looked more closely at the faces of the criminals. He was always fascinated how differently the hanged looked after they had. We hadn’t really noticed this the way we shouldhave, until our noses were rubbed in it. That day, I’m ashamed of. That was the first time I tookadvantage of my little sister’s ignorance. It turned out to belucky that I did; but it also set a pattern for later in both ofour lives. I kept taking advantage of my little sister; and shekept letting me. Since the results were usually positive forher, she got to expect it; and I never felt as guilty about it asI should have. .