He did magically bring her to his dungeon after all. She did not want her family to be hurt. She did not want her sister to be degraded like this. She...had no choice, she began taking off her clothes. First her shoes and socks. Next came her shirt. When that came off, her sky blue bra and the bosoms they were holding were exposed. There were not very big, but they were perfectly round. At this point, he knew how perfect his first slave was. She then began removing her jeans, revealing matching. As i started to get faster,she suddenly woke up and slapped me.I was almost in tears.She threatened me to reveal all this to dad.I pleaded her not to,but she was adamant.I fell on her feet and told that i was ready to do anything for her.She giggled,much to my relief and went upstairs. When she came down at night,she was wearing a white saree and a tighter blouse.I immeadiatly got a hard on. She faced me and said,”Roy,what you had done was very cheap and embrassing.But as your mother,i have to. Her small nipples were usually hard and showing through her top, even when she has a bra on. She was very computer savvy and loved going online to ‘those’ websites that she’d discovered bookmarked on her older step-brother’s computer.She was getting packed to go over to her friends house for a sleepover, but all she could think about was her best friends older step-brother, Mike. He was fifteen and stood 5'9”, weighing around 130 lbs. with dark brown eyes and long, dark hair.Then she thought. "As soon as I'm finished, I'll carry you to my car which should be less than a kilometre from here and then drive you to Calvary Hospital, if that's ok" he told her as he folded her shirt into a pad and applied to the wound, then wrapped it using his torn shirt as a bandage, incorporating the sticks either side as a splint."You can't carry me that far, I'll try and walk" she exclaimed."No, no, it's vital you don't walk. I'd normally use a fireman's carry, but you look light enough to carry in.