I left three of the buttons open at the top on my blouse and slipped my feet into my new black high heels. I pulled my long silky blond hair up into a...clip and walked downstairs to find dad waiting for me by the door.His face was priceless; his jaw went slack as soon as his eye's settled on my body. He soon recovered though and we set off to Evolution, a bar in town.The time passed quickly. We met up with some of dad's work colleagues and they quickly got into some deep discussion about office. It was something I really missed being at college, good food and finding out what the family had been up to. Then it happened. My mobile beeped and so did Dad’s. We both reached for our phones and Mum said how rude people were these days reading texts at the dinner table. She had no idea how rude it was. I didn’t recognise the number because it wasn’t stored in my phone but when I opened it I knew exactly who it was from. I’d know that foaming gash anywhere. Lorna must have got my number. A few nights later, we were all in my sisters room, in the dark, telling scary stories. He was laying in bed with me, under the covers, and the next thing I knew, his hand was in my pants. Again, I could have said something, but I didnt. He started rubbing my clit between his two fingers, and then would stick a finger in my pussy, shoving it in, taking it out, shoving it in, taking it out. That hurt. I liked it when he was playing with my clit though. Before the end of summer, he was sleeping. If you do not, punishment will follow." Andrew said as Celia looked at his black wife beater, boots, and light blue jeans. "Haha, very funny! Let me out of here your house smells like shit and you act like a fucking clown!" She blurted out caustically with, for the first time in a long time, fear in her eyes. She struggled trying to get out of the binds. Andrew took off his belt."Come on now slut...I am not a clown. I am your master. I will destroy your body if I have to just so I can prove it.