Well I got careless. I was wearing a thong of hers all day, and working at home. I finished up, showered and as I thought she was still at work I move... from the shower to her room and rooted in her drawer for a clean, sexy pair. I pulled on a frilly pink thong, and gave myself a few teasing pulls of my cock before letting it calm down. As I turned to return to my own room, my sister walked straight into hers, catching me with my cock in my hand, rising out of her underwear.A more awkward moment. " When she was dutifully standing on the mark, he walked over to the wall and selected a cane, and swished it a few times, knowing how that would terrify her. He told her to keep her legs straight and to bend forward with her hands on the floor in front of her feet. "I want you to count the strokes, and thank me after each one." He stood beside her and raised the cane. He wondered if he should remind her of the safe word, but decided no, she would hate herself, and him, if she went home without. Marcel steps into the room and follows the small, hot sounds he can hear from the bedroom. He puts his keys down on the night stand and Crysta looks up at him with big eyes, snapping her hands from their playground. Caught in the act. Marcel blinks, he doesn't say anything. Her cheeks are stained with shame. She makes as if to get up. Marcel stops her, he kneels behind her on the ground, in the gap between her bed and the mirror. He kisses her neck, his warm breath helping to appease her. He thrusted his cock up her pussy and started fucking it, while squeezing both her breasts. Jennfier was helpless. Her body squirmed in pain and she could only moan in pain."I love you mommy. I love you mommy," Brian continuing to fuck her. He was doing it to her for nearly two hours.He collapsed and got tired. He lied next to her by the bed. He could see his cum still fresh on her pussy. It was totally abused. "That was fun slave. Tomorrow I got more plans for you," Brian laughed.