Finally the tip of his finger went in my hole and I flinched. He rubbed my back and said just relax, I am not fucking you today. I eased back and trie... to relax. The thick strong finger of my older brother was still one knuckle deep inside me. Again he used his other hand to rub my back and I felt the finger inside me start to move every so slowly, Luke told me to take a deep breath. I did and as I did, his finger slipped all the way inside me. I didn't move. The feelings going off inside me. I guess I was kind of innocent back then, but I figured he must be having trouble taking a piss like me and was just dreamily pulling on his foreskin while he was waiting for something to happen. He continued slowly rubbing, though, and this explanation became less and less convincing to me. I was interested in what was going on by now, so I decided to take a look at him.I turned my head and stared directly at him. He wasn't looking at me but I could tell he knew I was there and looking at him.. "Coming here like this is bad enough without you calling me pet. I'm not yourfucking pet and I will never be ..... " She stopped mid-sentence as she becameaware of her surroundings. Nancy kneeling submissively at Rose's feet, mehanging in bondage still gagged and sporting a huge erection and a very red ass. And Rose sat there and flicked her riding crop with authority. Rose slowlypointed the crop at our newest guest and spoke "Shut up and strip! Not anotherword or I'll really hurt you." . Surrounded by three others, her hair is tangled and matted and she is drenched in sweat. The tears streaming down her face leave salty trails out the side of her eyes; she has a permanent grimace showing her stark white teeth. Her plump mother Adena, the head of my kitchen staff, is standing at the end of the table by Hannah’s head and has a tight grip, holding Hannah’s wrists down over her head. Saysa, who usually works the cane field, is on Hannah’s left side, his arms wrapped around and.