Then he went and sat down and made me crawl over to him. Before I knew it, Brandon had grabbed me and threw me over his knees. He threw the skirt up a...ove my waist. Without warning, Brandon started spanking me; the only thing between his hand and my ass was his sister’s panties. For an entire minute, Brandon just sat there and spanked me, calling me his bitch and telling me how much of a faggot I am. For some reason I couldn’t get the power to fight back, so I just sat there and let him spank. The sisters got liquored up and had a threesome with the lucky bastard. But according to Beth, her mom claimed that things didn’t stop there.“Beth’s mom and my dad got it on a few more time, so Beth says, so her mom says, I guess.”“You don’t buy it?”She had filled her glass with more wine. She took another drink but didn’t finish the glass.“Hell, three days ago I admitted that I come all over myself when I think of my dad’s giant dick, so… I guess I’m willing to believe anything now.”“You’re. .," I stammered. "OK, OK, OK, suit yourself sweetie," she said. "In fact, I kind oflike your strong resistance. It'll only make my accomplishment thatmuch more impressive when I finally do break you, and I will. But youshould know, because you are such a bitch, I'm changing the terms ofthe deal. If you do not blow my guy now, I WILL share the pictures, orelse take something else from you. I'm offering you another choice."Shocked, amazed, defeated, yet with a shred of hope, I said,. She pulled her hand back and examined it, noticing a wet, clear, slippery substance between her thumb and forefinger. She’d have to do some research when she got some time alone at the cottage to learn more about the fluid. She looked toward the beachfront and saw her mother waving from the cottage porch. She resigned herself to more stares as she arose, shook out the towel and wrapped it around herself, momentarily blocking the boys’ view of her body in the damned suit. She walked to the.