Her aunt had taken one look at her older sister’s daughter and known that she was a born victim. Her biggest surprise had been the rush of affection...she’d felt for the girl, the feeling of protectiveness that had washed over her. Aunt Harriet was all the girl had in the world, and Aunt Harriet had vowed silently to do the best she could for her young niece. Annie tucked a strand of white blond hair behind her ear in a little girl fashion and smiled at her aunt. She was such a beautiful young. Oh, you can dress if you want to, but it isn't necessary."None of them bothered to dress, and they followed Seven to a classroom where they donned the funny-looking metal hats. Instruction lasted about 12 minutes. Seven said, "OK, we are ready to return you to your home. Does anybody have any questions before we leave here?... No?... Good. Let's go."When the blurred vision cleared, all five were standing, nude, in their kitchen. Judy said, "I don't know about you kids, but I feel so good that. When Alicia slipped her hand up the leg of my shorts, gripping my half-hard cock I jumped like I had been stung and it felt like she had flash-frozen it. I was soft instantly and it felt like it had shrunk to a negative four or five inches requiring a urologist to find it again. Not really, it just got very soft and the shocked expression on her face was worth every bit of it. Even in the dim light and steam I could see her blush. She lowered her head and I put my hands on her head, rotating. ., I’m naughty because I’m a ...., I’m a ....” Charlie hesitated - a mistake on her part because the delay earned her another slap. “Ow! I’m a slut sir. I’m a naughty, dirty slut, sir,” she blurted. “Good - that’s good. You need to know what you are. You are indeed a dirty, young slut.” Jim pressed a hand against the inside of Charlie’s thighs and without hesitation she shifted her legs a little apart. Now he had room to cup his hand under her cunt - a dripping wet cunt. He liked that, and.