It felt heavy and tight. I couldn’t move my hands even a bit.So Naman isn’t that innocent. I couldn’t resist a smile, and my pussy couldn’t re...ist licking some juices. He didn’t stop there. He spread my legs apart. He had two more ropes for them. With some effort, he tied both my legs, spread fully apart to the two corners of the bed.He took a deep breath after finishing the task and stood up, probably again admiring me. It’s not that I haven’t displayed myself to men before – my long and. . they bullied me ... very typical!” I ranted while still in an impasse with Jerry, my stepfather.“Wow ... you’ve been through a lot more than I realized ... someone actually tried to rape you ... Someone kicked you in the groin and slapped you? What’s going on here? As for your sisters ... they were on a field trip, if you must know. We signed off on it,” Mom explained, still working through her shock, “you really think that little of me ... you really think that I don’t care what happens to. We left with my mother to meet our new place and our new life. My father had given her a few money and I had some savings too. The first thing my mother did was to get sterilized. She hated condoms as I did too. She hated even more though, the idea of getting pregnant from me. So she had chosen this solution. It was easy, without pain and we left the hospital after a couple of hours. The distance to the farm was about 1200 km,northeast. It was in the middle of nowhere, practically,but we didn't. It had been some time since my girlfriend haddeigned to allow me to accompany her on her nights out. I was so proud ofmyself. I had a candyskull mask from travels abroad, a skeleton teeshirtand rubber jeans (from when I used to play the dom role in ourrelationship). I knew I could be impressive again, a big name on thescene, and impress the cute girls there.On the night in question Shona and Sasha, two of Fiona's girlfriendsvisited, both in killer latex catsuits. We were having a lovely.