I wouldn't have had to. After all, I likely wouldn't be wearing them too long anyway. When I had applied for "enslavement" at the Institute, I could s...mply have opted for the self-collaring - a simple pickup where the only clothing prescription would have been that I would have put on the leather puppy-collar which would have been sent to me in the mail. Instead, seemingly on a whim, I had chosen the full package - the off-the-street-kidnapping. For a moment, I had even considered choosing the. She looks really hot among all my girl cousins. I never had any bad intentions till her birthday. Ramya even asked about sex, porn and I used to clarify as her friend rather than restricting her like a brother so she was always open with me and shared everything with me.So, at 12 in the night I brought a cake and made her cut it and I applied it on her face and then helped her to clean . In the process of cleaning, she was standing near the basin and I was standing behind her and cleaning her. We settled in bed, Sue and Paul wrapped in each other's arms. I knew what they would like to be doing, but would refrain. But should they? We had all worn night attire, me in my pyjamas, Paul in his boxers, and Sue wearing a nightie, and I could bet that was all she had on. Time to explore.On the pretext of tossing and turning, I managed to bare her backside. She was too busy with my brother to notice. The next thing I did, she did notice, but couldn't say anything. With a single digit, I. My other hand cupped his big balls, caressing and squeezing at them, rolling and fondling them. My lips and throat worked on the cock they had captured, my tongue massaged the fat rim of his cock-head, as he forced it down my throat.I breathed noisily through my nose, every deep breath carrying his smell into my brain. I was in pure sexual ecstasy, d**gged now by the masculine odours that I was inhaling so deeply, intoxicated by the taste of him. My eyes absorbed the beauty of his smooth.