The poor kid didn’t know what to do or say.“I’m serious,” I beamed, as I took another slurp of vodka, “do you want me to wank you off?” ...he boys nervously looked at each other, unable to comprehend what I’d just said. I manoeuvred until I was kneeling on the sofa and facing the 15 year old schoolboys. “Oh come on guys,” I pleaded as I slowly unzipped my top, “you’ve got to know how horny you’ve made me.” The boys were still silent but now grinning madly. “I’ll show you mine if you’ll. The next day Shaila was home so nothing much happened, except later that night I started feeling a bit ill. Shaila checked me and I was running a low grade fevor. Her cool hands on my cheeks and forehead caused me to get an erection which I tried my best to hide under my pajama bottoms. She either didn’t notice or did a good job pretending not to.The next day I stayed home from school sick. Like most kids though, by noon I was feeling OK again, and getting bored. I went into Shaila’s bedroom to. This really scared me but he was toostrong. In a few minutes my hands were bound securely behind my back andmy ankles tied and then roped to the binds on my wrist, leaving mehogtied in the middle of his floor. "Don't hurt me," I continued to plead, helpless at his feet. "Open up," he said and pushed a ball gag between my lips, securing itbehind my head. "Now you will have to use your diaper." The enormity of what I had gotten myself into came rushing home as Istruggled against the ropes. I was. Ronnie was still gripping her under the shoulders as he propelled his cock deep inside.“Your one hell of a tight fuck young lady, I only hope my daughter was the same for your old man, still he never complained, hopefully she as good as you!”“My father is not old!!” Gypsy stammered between his aggressive trusting.“To old to be fucking my daughter though!” Ronnie grunted without losing momentum.Gypsy never answered him; she was more concerned with the continual banging at her cervix. The man was.