That night I couldn’t sleep. I tried wanking, but it didn’t compare to the feel of my sister’s touch. I had to feel her skin touch me. I needed ...o see her again.So here I was, standing in front of her door with an erection. I dropped my boxers right there and opened the door. It was dark, but I could see the outline of my sister sleeping. I approached quietly, not wanting to wake her. I was not in control of myself, I had somehow become addicted to her sexual touch. I gently got onto the bed. Eunice,may I introduce my next door neighbour's,this is Gillian and David," Miss Proctor said.Both David and Gillian turned to look at Sr.Eunice who looked wide eyed at them both and said, "Well,Miss Proctor ,if you wish I will deal with Colleen,I am sure you will have your hands full with these tow!" I'm sorry,but what do you mean?" Gillian said,looking at Sr.Eunice."You cheeky woman,if it was my decision I would have you both over my knee,thrashing your bare bottoms and beating the wickedness. She knew the previous day?s treatment was aprecursor to the hell that awaited her. He secured her to the floor of his van and hung a waterbottle with a straw over her neck. She sipped some water. He drove off. She saton the floor, her legs folded and secured to the floor by cuffs on her ankles.A belt around her chest secured her body to the back of the front seat. They drove for a while, longer than Flora had everexperienced in her two years with Master. When they finally stopped the sun. She looked down at him the entire time, not quite believing this wasfinally happening for real. All the belts were secured very tightly, just likeshe'd asked. Also just like in her fantasies, she realized that she was at themercy of the hangman now. There was nothing she could physically do to stop himfrom hanging her. She was getting wet, but at the same time, part of her wantedto escape, because unlike her fantasies, she really was at the mercy of ahangman."Prisoner, youhave been convicted of.