Thankfully he didn't have many visitors and was left to his own devices. At weekends he'd go out drinking with the lads from the rugby team, and spend...his hung over mornings watching porn and seeing how long he could hold off from cumming.Athletic in build and equipped with a solid 8 inches of cock, Tom never had trouble satisfying a woman. He was blessed with an empathetic nature which had evolved into a giving lovers touch; he gained immense satisfaction from making his girlfriends come in. They thrashed my body, back and front, from my neck to my ankles as I screamed and writhed around. Them men stood watching, stroking their cocks. They whipped for over thirty minutes until my whole body was covered in red and black raised welts. When they had finished, the women lined up to kick me in the balls, I was howling in agony and soon my balls were swollen to three times their size and had turned black. I was sobbing with pain and terror when they let me down from the beam and slammed. "I wasn't sure what to expect," she admitted as she leaned down to kiss me on the shoulder.I turned to look at her. "Expect?"She twiddled her nose. "You know, the sex," she said quietly, "My late husband wasn't exactly the kind of man who thought that much about doing it if I'm being honest. He was," She paused as if searching for the right word, "Pedestrian in everything he did. We loved each other but there were times I wanted to give him a good shake." Her words drifted away as her gaze. .did I tell you, Tom, that she made me call her Mistress? Anyway, when I first saw that you were Tom's step-sister I was terrified. I wanted to run. I'd tried so hard to suppress what we had together. I felt ashamed, but at the same time I missed you terribly. I was extremely conflicted." It was almost a relief when you ordered me to kneel next to you. I knew that I would do it, and that I wanted to do it." She twitched when Tom touched her clit."To have Tom accept it meant so much to me. You.