" Just remember that was your choice and if you can't handle it, I suggest you move out," she said, icily, and stormed into her bedroom, slamming the ...oor behind her."Whatever, you bitch," I replied softly to the closed door.Within a week, I moved out. It seemed safer that way. With any luck we would at least remain friends. Things didn't turn out that way. I did try calling her a few times. When I did actually catch her, she was always brief and hurried. Any time I left a message, she never. It was a brief moment; however, as Jill grabbed her ears and led her to the kitchen stool and made her sit on it with the plug pushing deep in her ass. She gave her a pad and pencil and laughingly told her to take a dictation. She also picked up Ben's belt and told her if she didn't follow every instruction she was going to take a belt to her ass.She was required to write the following letter:I Jean agree to be Master Ben and Mistress Jill slave on my own free will. I will serve them as the. Like a lightning bolt from the sky, her Aunt's voice bellowed, "What in the fuck are you doing?" As Sarah wheeled around with the panties still in her mouth, and her hand still on her pussy, she saw her Aunt's shocked face just a few feet away. Fumbling for words, she could find none, and simply dropped to her knees, wrapped both arms around Aunt Judy's right leg, buried her face into her Aunt's thigh and began sobbing. In the next 5 minutes she spilled her guts about everything. Her sister's. “Here drink this” “thank you.” He had handed her some medicine so she would not feel sick the next morning and as she finished drinking she showed him that smile again…all bets were off. He leaned in to kiss her and she was inviting. She wrapped her arms around him and for a moment it seemed like this would be a piece of cake. She was here, in his apartment, alone! No one was coming, all of those dreams they would stop all of his burn will go away, and she will satisfy him finally! All of this.