Payne was responsible for the men being tied up that way, and she probably had photographed them too."I hope you liked the pictures," Ms. Payne said w...en she reappeared. "There is nothing more beautiful than a man who is stripped naked, tormented, whipped and being taught obedience." Ms. Payne was wearing a very sexy black bra that showcased her lovely breasts, a short black slip, and black high heelsThen she placed her arm on Chris' shoulder and lifted his chin up so she could look right. They felt different too - tighter, a bette fit.“Oh god,” he said groggily, still too hazy to even question his sister’s presence in his room. “I don’t even remember going to sleep last night.”With a glance over at his desk, Caitlin nodded towards the pen he’d been making notes with.“Found the gift I left you?”“What?”“Your pen. I sweetened it for you.”Brad wrinkled his nose in confusion. If his sister’s plan was just to confuse him, it was certainly working. Her whole attitude had changed .... Fuck, she felt sexy. She’d always been slightly immature in some ways and she couldn’t contain her sexual emotions as she looked through one of the small gaps into the gloom below.“I’ve screwed you and now I’ve screwed you,” Jess giggled as she blew warm air down into the small space below.Tom could see her shadow move above him, her slim female body writhing around in short shorts and tight t-shirt. He was hard and tried to play with his cock between the steel mitts. Fuck, if only she would. Gave me enough distance. Knew when to hold me. I'm so lucky to have her.I grimace. Luck.Zara's not so lucky. Nothing's changed. She's still emaciated. Still tired. For all my foolishness, for all that risk, the books had failed. Or I had. I nearly burned them all. Replaced the lot with the bible again. But at the back of my mind was doubt. Maybe I hadn't done something right. Maybe the conditions weren't right. Maybe I'd raised the wrong spirits. Or none at all. Everything was hazy, the only.