I was blown away. ‘Why’,was all i could manage to say in response. ‘It’s disgusting’. Oh man..this from a woman who had let me piss and spun... in her mouth and all over her face. A woman who let me spank her,slap her face with my cock and who had had sex in all different positions with me and in places inside and out. For fucks sake we even fucked while she was on her period. Oh yeah,and we had eaten stuff off each others genitals. The final confusing insult was she let me stick my fingers up. "Denise took a sip of the wine. "I've never drank anything stronger than wine since then," she smiled at Lenore. "He'd brought a bottle of whiskey, and some grass. I wouldn't smoke the grass with him, but I did drink some of the whiskey." Denise shuddered, delicately. "Nasty stuff. I understand it's better on ice, and sipped slowly."Lenore nodded, fascinated."So, the whiskey burned my throat. And I got drunk. And when he complained about never being kissed, it was just so easy to kiss my uncle,. The rope around Ryan's neck unfurled and instantly he tried to run.However...boom! He ran into an invisible wall where the inner circle was.He ran into it again but found no way out. The rope that unfurled whippedbehind his knees, causing him to fall to them. The rope then bound itselfaround his ankles keeping him in position in the inner circle."Who should do the honors?" Jill asked as the girls stood in front ofRyan, looking down at him."I think I should, he's my brother after all," Allison. On the plane, I had thought of one thing I would like. I had not expected to be given the opportunity but I had been promised no punishment, so I ventured, ?Master, I know I have no possessions, but I would like to remember these years. Could I please have some paper and a pen, to enable me to keep a journal??He actually roared with laughter. ?I have never had a request like that?, he said . ?Well, why not, but each week it will be brought to me for my reading pleasure. And if I do not object.