OK that’s good she’s learning.I undid the shackles, again without speaking and led her to the bathroom. When she was finished I laid her down on ...he bed and applied the aloe to her wounds. She said, “Oh Tom thank you so much for taking care of my pain. That is really helping me and I feel so much better. Can I do something for you now?” I didn’t respond and instead shackled her to the floor and went upstairs to make her some food as another test.When I came back down she was still face. I did not speak to Ken for several days but I could not get the visions of cock out of my head. I peer constantly into my parents bedroom but I could not catch them in the act of sex. I found myself repeating the act of masturbation again and again. I waited until the house was still and quiet and I would lick my fingers and proceed to bring myself to orgasm after orgasm. I filled with guilt,shame and embarrassment. And yet on a boring rainy Saturday afternoon I found myself wandering across. No, she was concentrated on having no leakage. And she was thinking back about what happened that morning. She thought by herself, that nobody could blame her for that. The boys had not really attacked or blackmailed her, but they had been quite offensive with that talking about ‘if someone would know..’She could have made a fight, but that could have lead to who knows. Could have been, that the creeps would indeed talk about her and the brothers. Finally, she wasn’t hot for the boys, all. Her large lace bra looked ready to explode overflowing with her massive boobs. She said she was still role playing and going to teach me how to kiss. “Get ready, it’ll be like a real passionate kiss with your best girl, an open mouth kiss.” Without delay she leaned in, pressing her lips against mine. I held still our lips pressed together. When her tongue touched my lips I opened to let her in. My tongue automatically starts playing with hers. My tongue is sucked into her mouth. Her chest is.