My dad used to be at home. So both her kids would often spend their whole day in our home with my dad, playing, eating, and sleeping in the evening to....As time passed, they were like part of our family. Seema used to spend her time in our home from breakfast till dinner. My mom asked her to join us rather than cooking alone for herself. We started getting along well. I didn’t have any bad intentions for her.But I had a crush and fell in love with her beautiful and pretty face, which used to. I have no idea why he wants to marry me, but I don’t doubt his love for me either.Leslie is waiting in the living room when we get home. She looks at us as we come in but doesn’t say anything. Then, when she notices the ring on my finger, she jumps up excitedly.“You said yes!” She blurts out.“You told her?” I ask Skylar, and he smiles. “I did,” I answer, my mouth almost stretching ear to ear.Leslie hurries toward me, wanting to see the ring. I hold my hand up so she can look. Her eyes lock on. I am able to take quite a large amount of extremely hot liquid rectally and I want it to be so hot that I whimper in pain and tell my abuser to please stop it hurts and all that does is make them angry and I am forced to expel the liquid and to take a hard caning until my ass cheeks are red, sore and bruised. I am then forced to beg for a enema so hot that it will make me cry out in pain and I must hold it for a certain lenght of time before I am allowed to expel it and I have to tell my. We had both been only children to single parents, my mom and her dad. So having a sibling wasn’t exactly what we wanted. I arrived in Dallas a couple hours before she did, settling into my old room and unpacking my things and getting some chores done around the house since our parents were on a couples cruise for two weeks. As I was finishing up a few things I heard a car door slam and I jogged to the door and waited for her to step out from behind the car. She slammed her trunk closed and.