All of sudden he backed out and asked me to stand and pushed my back to walls and now he started kissing me again my neck, then slowly he removed my t...p and by pair of boobs were crushed by him, he madly kissed my boobs and tried to drink the milk of my boobs, I was really feeling the pain but pleasure was making it worth taking, his hands were inside my panty caressing my pussy while he was clearing making signs on my boobs, now it was my turn to play as now we changed our positions I low down. It works for us. No one even considers that we have been together since we were teens. Having a twin is more than having a sibling - it's a bond that has, for us, been stronger than any attempt at relationships with others. She dated a few guys, I dated several girls, but the bond we had was beyond anything we could even try to find elsewhere. We were together even while we were dating other people. We were trying to "do the right thing" and it never worked out. We were in love as far back as. . alone." "All right, Miss. If that is what you wish." She looked a little put out as she folded the towel and placed it on the wash stand then placed a smaller, but equally soft, towel on the floor beside the bath for me to step onto. Without another word she turned and left, closing the heavy door behind her. I stood and stepped over the side and onto the small soft towel, the water dripping from my narrow frame and leaving little spots on it. I reached across for the larger towel and. Do you understand?" Yes, Mistress Tate." And don't think you're not being punished for sniffing my panties,little missy, because you are," she added. "You'll find that out whenyou ask for my permission to masturbate."Besides being fun, this sort of treatment proved very effective. Heenjoyed the humiliation of being mocked and belittled. Sometimes shewondered why. She thought it must be like a little death, amortification: an ecstasy, a way to lose oneself, to become an objectat the disposal of.