I was afraid that in morning she will tell to mother and I will get biting. I pushed lund inside the pant. I am Vinod just 18 and a student of class 9...h. I have one matured elder sister. We had been to Nani's place on yearly visit.I was thinking and then Nani returned. She came to me. Sat near me. She wishpered to follow her. I obeyed. She took me a store room.There behind some boxes she had made a bed. She closed the door from inside and lie on the bed on floor.Immediately she pulled her saree. I had been lurking in the alt.torture newsgroup for years. I had always had a fascination with BDSM, but most of my edge play had been in my own imagination. While my husband would sometimes play along with my tamer fantasies, I knew that he'd freak if he knew my deeper, darker fantasies.As I was sitting on the sofa one evening sorting through the day's mail while watching television with my husband, I flipped through the semi-annual flyer from the local community college."Honey," I asked,. " I will beg him to whore me out because I am a sissy slut..."It repeated over and over from there.By the third time though I was starting to memorize the mantra. By thefifth time I was repeating it as the video played. Eventually I foundmyself on an auto loop, repeating the words over and over while staringat those online cocks. My brain must have turned off, as I kept this upfor more than an hour.I might have gone on for longer, but Master came back online and told methat I was a good slut. I. It alienated him from his peers and his family. They mostly thought of him as white trash, a goody two shoes, or fat and lazy. He wasn't fat and he was stronger than most full-grown men. At the age of thirteen, he could carry an anvil over a hundred yards without stopping. He would wrestle with his brothers and pick two of them off the floor at the same time. His brothers got smart and would choke him to make him let go of them. That didn't always work though. A little thing called groin.