”Mum’s eyes crinkled with confusion. I knew I was starting to get through to her.“Mum! Listen to me! Tara played a game yesterday – a tying up...game. And she dragged you into it. But she isn’t hurt at all.”I was going to kill Tara next time I got my hands on her. This was her fault. It was her stupid game that had sent Mum spinning off like this.I looked at the picture again.“Look at your picture, Mum. Look at the pattern of cuts. That’s Dad’s back. That exact pattern. Those are Dad’s scars from. “I have got feelings too”, said Mark and put her hand on to the bulge in his trousers.It seemed that Jennifer was under his complete influence because she immediately knelt above him and released his belt. Then it was his turn to lift his bottom as she pulled his trousers off. His boxers came off at the same time and little Jennifer gasped as she looked at an erect penis for the first time in her life!“Don’t you know what to do Jenny”, said Mark?She lay beside him and kissed him again while. Inside was another envelope and a letter. The letter read Slut, read this letter then open the other envelope, in it you will find a sheet of paper, read it and then stick it to the wall with the tape provided. Once you have done this remove your dildo and then proceed outside and up the path to the picnic area. Once there you will please any man that asks you and you will make sure that they all go away completely satisfied.I opened the second envelope and stuck the piece of paper it. Is she a high priced whore or a babe who, underneath her clothes, is a shamelesslittle slut? Putting these deep philosophical ponderings aside, I ramrod a few CinnamonRed Hots into her cunt with my fuck finger. The second batch I jam up her asshole.I pull her panties back up neatly. I like to make sure that my rapemeat hasher mind firmly focussed on what's between her legs. I pat her quivering butt cheeks affectionately. She's my bitch now. I glance quickly through her purse. Her name is Angel..