She couldn't go against that but deep down she knew that she had already gone against her religion, by intentionally attracting the attention of other...men. Something within her changed over time, a slutty side had awakened in her, a side that craved attention, one that wanted to be fucked by a big kuffar cocks. She also realized that a part of her was rebelling against, not only religion, but the culture that oppressed women told them how to dress, how to look and who to talk to. Whilst this. One woman leaned in tothe car and said in a sneering voice, "Yeah, Felicity. She can't buy abutt plug by herself you know." Her voice then erupted into a throatylaugh.I had no choice I had to get away from this crowd. I ran out of the cartowards Casey who took my hand. Together we walked naked into the mall.Chapter 8: The Cee Cee SalonThe mall air conditioning was freezing on my naked body. I couldn'tbelieve Casey could stand it either as she casually browsed in shopwindows oblivious to the. Don't call me Mistress, call me Executioner.yes executionerThese breasts, lets watch them swell up and turn purpleas I wrap the ropes around them.I want you up on your toes again while I go to my car and get my toys.Don't leave me like this, It's starting to choke me.I'm just going to my car.See I'm back already.Oh my! your face is as purple as yout tits!I better lower you for a bit, so you can regain your composure.So tell me are these tits numb or tender?Both executionerI better untie them. Just then, he felt a disturbance in his pants. He knew Angela was his sister but he didn't care. He wanted one more look. He snuck to the door to make sure he heard her actually in the shower. Then he tried the it. Damn! Locked. But he had an idea. He ran to the garage looking for a screwdriver. When he found the skinniest one, he sprinted back upstairs and unlocked the door as silently as he could. When he looked in, his jaw fell off. His sexy sister stood in the shower rubbing soap all over.