Love you both.”He looked ashamed. I tried to look stern, but couldn’t hold back my laughter. He took me in his arms and hugged me.“You laughed!�...� he said. “Have you stopped being mad at me? Should we go out like Mom said?”“You are totally hopeless.”“And helpless. I can program for myself, but I can’t live without your direction.” That was a wild exaggeration. He’d been employed (if underpaid for a programmer) when I met him. He’d kept himself fed, dressed, clean, and punctual with nobody’s help.. Falling asleep for a short time after a while I hear you get up to shower and a few minutes later I come in saying I had better look at this shower ,I started to wash your back, arse and legs. You turn around and I start to wash your soft breast till your nipples turn hard again. I slide my hand down to your pussy and feel how swollen and full it is with our juices and cum, you take my cock in your hand and start to clean it but as you do it becomes hard again, I lift your right leg and slid. According to Rebecca the odd contraption of bars, braces and restraints had probably been special ordered from a company specializing in bondage paraphernalia and equipment. He got his money's worth with Maria. Several times he'd had to put that hardware to the test, pitting it against Maria's drive and determination to deny him at any cost. Trust me, the cost was really high. The autopsy said she'd dislocated her shoulder trying to get free. According to the killer's memories, she'd done so at. She was blessed she did not go through that torture and helplessness, but she watched her brother go through similar circumstances. The villain was the overseer of the last plantation she lived on.She was born on this small plantation and she believed she had a good master. He wasn’t one for late night visits to the slaves’ cabins. Now his overseer was a different story. He had an ugly red sunburnt face with two front teeth missing which always made him sound like he was whistling. He was told.