From second grade all the way through tenth, I'd gotten straight A's in sex every year and I felt sorta proud of that. I don't mind admitting that I'm...pretty awesome when it comes to sex.Knowing the law wasn't helping me with my situation though. Mom would fuck me over, I could feel it. She'd stick me with my dad for a husband, a bun in my oven, and nothing to do all day but get fat and watch the man drink himself to death. Life really sucks sometimes. But women are like that, especially moms,. She was more and more provocative, but i set my mind to tease her a little so i said that i have to go.-One more glass and you are free to go."Maybe i had too many drinks or ... the bitch d**ged me. Fuck. I'm so horny and fuzzy". Almost passed away. She put in the wine "the pill of seduction or someting like that" but obviously an overdose. Next thing i woke up tied by the bed. "The woman is crazy". My dick was so hard it hurt. She was naked staring at me and smiling. She came slowly towards. “What are you doing here?”Nova pointed over my shoulder. I turned to see Brie had put a sign on my door, just as I had asked. “I didn’t want to disturb you. How are you doing?”It was weird looking down at him. I slid down the wall and sat across from him on the floor. “The nightmares suck and my face really hurts. I thoughtI’d take a shower. I think it’s my third today, but I want to make sure I’m clean. It’s like I can still feel Finn on my skin and I can’t get clean enough. Does that make any. Soon all was quiet as I hung silent and alone.Sunlight was streaming in through the sheer chiffon curtains, theceiling light had been left on as well as two night stand lamps and adresser lamp. I guess they wanted me to be able to see myself perfectly.I began to panic and struggle pulling, twisting and jerking trying toget the ropes to loosen but it was no use. Every time I tried, I wouldonly get weaker, then as my body swayed slightly I would hear the rustleand zip of all the satin petticoats.