It passed quickly and then my nose was assaulted by a sharp acidic odor. In addition, the temperature dropped a couple of degrees.I looked behind me a...d saw my open closet space and the hallway beyond. Just to be sure, I stepped back into my apartment. Again there was the strange shifting feeling, though less this time, and the odor was gone. The temperature was normal again."Demie?" I hissed into the living room. It was unlikely that she was here, but she would know what to do about this. It might contain little bit of reality. Let me tell you about myself. This is a reality. I’m 5’6 and half talk guy. And as the story goes I’ll tell you more about myself at appropriate time so just let’s continue the story. I used to fantasize about my elder sister; she was just 4 years elder to me; a kinda hot and sexy. She is 5’4 and completing her bachelor’s. And this incident happened when I was in 12th. I used to study in boarding school since I was in 5th so in 12th I decided to become a. Experimentally she pushed one and the clitty flicker came to life.Within seconds she knew she would never be without something like this again. It was addictive. She didn’t even have to do anything except hold it in place. It worked her over like a professional orgasm creator, if such a profession existed. It was fabulous.She was too involved with what was happening to her ... too internalized ... to realize what noises her body was making. There were a myriad of them, including gasps, wheezes,. The room where it had all began and where her panties still lay on the floor. The instruments of discipline were also still on the table as was the blindfold that she had worn. She picked up the riding crop and looked at it deep in thought for a few moments before looking up at the two men. “And is this to be just a one-off?” She asked. The two men looked at each other. “Well as far as I am concerned it all depends on whether or not you have been a good girl or not.” Jim said looking at Tom. .