I took my new role very seriously and tried to live up to what I thought was expected. When I hit puberty mom tried to fill in as a male role model. ...At f******n I was in my room laying on my bed naked. I had a dirty mag and was just starting to jack off, I had found a good picture and was sporting a huge boner and just starting to stroke it when the door opened and my mom walked in. I was frozen with fear and did not know what to do. Mom brought in some clean clothes and put them away. Mom. .. "heh, we need to put her in sissy heels, not slutty stripper heels.." one of the men said. "Save the prostitute look for when we take her out later." I agree." the man behind me said as he placed his hands atop my shoulders and pushed me down into the chair, sliding his grip down over my smoothly shaven arms, and pulling my wrists behind my back... The sound of a ratcheting handcuff filled the room, and I felt the cold steel secure itself around my wrist.. and then the other.. he leaned over. Those two have nothing to say. Together, they gaze solidly out of the picture, directly across the room. Right to where I’m standing. Right to where our picture hangs. This is a favorite place for me. Right in front of Mum and my sisters. Right where Dad and Dan can watch over me. I can feel their silent gaze resting on me, watching me, loving me. I can feel Mum’s hand on my shoulder, Tara beside me, Angie held in our arms. This is my family, this is where I belong. This is where I’m strongest.. We kissed and this soon lead to us undressing each other and she laid on the bed in some lovely black underwear and pulled me to join her. we must of kissed every inch of each others bodies, and soon I got to taste her sweet cock. She was smaller than my first, maybe about 5' but it was perfect. I spent ages sucking her and I slowly applied some lube to her very tight bum and eased in my fingers. By this time she was close to coming and she had told me that once that happens she might struggle.