The utter rejection by my childhood friends and neighbors had only been tempered by the acceptance of the Sisters and the love of my parents. Bane and...Hobby Dambro continued to brag on their daughter at every opportunity, and expressed their pride to their neighbors with unwavering faithfulness. How could I not love them for it?The pattern cast by the past few years had in its own way become an opportunity for me. An opportunity beyond what I might have been able to have at home in Misty Creek.. But Sunday dawned far too early and Grand Dad's dildos looked larger than ever as Kathy passed them on her way to the breakfast table. Billy was already testing the shinny electronic probes and setting up the video camera to record the day's equestrian event. She only toyed idly with her cereal and didn't even resist when her brother tied her hands behind her back and led her to the living room.Mommy was already impaled on one of the imposing spikes and tried to smile as her daughter was. .one for her Master...and one for...Mary. She could barely think the word without fires of jealousy filling her heart and her soul...and yet those fires made her wetter than she'd ever been in her entire life. She was drenching the chastity even now, and her nipples were hard as pebbles, as she thought of her Master out with..."her"! How they are enjoying some nice food, a nice meal in a fine dining establishment, on money that she worked hard for. Laughing, chatting, probably flirting and. The band wasn'tscheduled to play for another hour and a half, but the boys and girls, manyof which I recognized from school, were still wandering around excited.I stepped out of the house with Mom, intent on eating some of the food thatthe caterer had brought. I didn't make it three steps before I had a smallfollowing of Austin's male friends around me. I chuckled to myself, andheard my mom do the same, but I continued to load my plate. When the two ofus had found an empty table to sit down at,.