.." Alarm bells went off in David's head. Carrie continued, "I see the videos online, you know? But there are so few handsome, available black men in ...y country." Unsure of what to do, David tried to gently pry Carrie's hand off of his chest, "Look, that's very flattering, but-" He was cut off when Carrie took advantage of his hand on hers to pull it to her lips. But rather than another lingering kiss she took his middle finger in her mouth and begin to gently suck. His remaining words. Guilt. It's your fault. It doesn't matter what you call it, regret, ruefulness, shame at doing things that cousins should never do, it all boils down to guilt, and I feel it deeply. It shakes my soul. You wonder why I feel guilty? Let me tell you. You probably have no idea how it all started, so I'll tell you. Remember that summer we spent together at Grandma Reese's? The summer when the thunderstorms never came and the heat just built, day by day. Grandma would go to work and you were stuck. “Keep this pussy wet for me.” I kissed her gently. Her tongue flicked over mine. She spread her legs wide and fondled her breast.“This pussy is always wet for you, Daddy.” She bit her lips. My cock throbbed and got harder. I groaned annoyed and pulled her to the edge of the bed.“I’m going to fuck you quick and hard.” I effortlessly lifted her. She wrapped her legs around me tightly. Her eyes were wild with anticipation. I pinned her against the wall and spread her legs wide. I held her firmly.. I noticed she had apar of handcuffs in her dainty hand. I also noticed we appeared to beinside a large garage or building."You have always wanted a woman to dominate you." she said. "Well I amthat woman slave and you will call me Mistress now remove your maleclothing." I began to protest and she picked up plastic device with ared handle and pressed it to my arm through the cage. I jerked with thepain as horrific jolt of electricity slammed into me. I jerked away andhit my head in the cage. I.