Melissawas standing over my head. "Good morning, Sunshine. Welcome to thefirst day of the rest of your life. I wanted to see the look on yourface when...you found out about the makeup. Now I want to see the look onyour face when you look down."I tried to sit up, but was unable. I tried to speak, but again to noavail. I was bound to a table of some sort. I looked up at my bonds,only to see a glistening pair of silver handcuffs attaching me to thetop of an emergency room table. I noticed that my. He deliberately locked the door then slowly turnedtoward her smiling, his eyes glimmering as the steppedquickly to her pressing her against the wall of thebathroom, and whispering to her, “Let’s play the quietgame,” as his hand reached for the hem of her skirt andbegins to raise it up. He breathes deeply in smelling her neck and hair as hisfingers explore her soaked lacy thong. He pulls the tinystrip of cloth to the side and reaches inside hersoaking wetness, a quiet. Various hooks, and rings hung from the walls and ceiling. There was a large coffee table in front of a couch covered with all sorts of whips, ropes, dildos, vibraters, ball gags, and restraints. In the middle of the floor there was a black leather pummel horse. These were not the hoof prints of your normal everyday family room in a country farm house, this was much more savage, if only the walls could talk. "Well take your cloths off stud, you already know what your here for" Clarisa said as. My Aunt Stacy had bought a pool last summer and we practically lived in there during the hot parts of the day. Kristen would always hang out with my little brothers and I. She would were her little two-piece bathing suits that would never cover enough her over developed breast. She always had darkest tan, by the time would get there in August, from sun bathing all the time. She had wonderful silky skin just like my Aunt and other cousin Natalie. She was short like everyone else in our.