Now, now. Settle down, little girl… Or daddy will have to punish you, the man said in a matter-of-fact tone. Alyssa was far too gone in her panic to...listen. She continued her screaming, calling repeatedly for help. Irritated, the man lifted the belt to strike it down hard on the bed right beside her, shouting loudly. SHUT THE FUCK UP, BITCH! That did the trick. Alyssa froze, peering large, shocked eyes up at him. She whimpered, unable to stop the tears from coming. Ill do anything, dont kill. He figured practice would run about two hours and his sister would probably not even stay at the house since Mom was out of town. So it was an opportunity for Jody...He slipped on a new pair of his sister's pink panties and a matching pink bra. He posed in the mirror for a moment to bask in his joy. He always dreamed about being a Victoria's Secret model and strutting down the runway in the year's new lingerie and sky-high heels. Jody did acknowledge the fact that he was lucky to be short and. He nodded approvingly at my choice of Highland Park, a single malt whisky, and decided to join me."How is your work going?" I asked, as much to break the ice as from any real interest."There has been some encouraging progress on the Geneao Plan." He leant forward earnestly. " In confidence there had been concerns that one of the members of the Royal Family had been seen in the company of someone who – well, let us just say that while we are keen to extend the gene pool, there are limits."It. ” I took him by the hand and lead him upstairs. At the top I directed him towards the bathroom, as I made my way towards my bedroom. I tugged off my soaking top, brushing past my black lace plunge bra and threw it into the laundry basket. I unbuttoned my skinny jeans, zipped down the fly & tried to pull them off past my matching black lacy shorts, which slipped down a little with the friction. I struggled, but eventually the jeans came off as I fell backwards onto my bed sending my legs flying.