Knowing that I could possibly end up dead didn’t even bother me one bit, I guess being a 14 year old with a high sex drive made the risk seemed well...worth it. My parents had told me earlier that they would be going out for dinner and would go to the movies afterward. To me that was just the perfect opportunity to revisit the bar. When my parents finally left I made my way up the stairs into the bathroom to get ready for my little "trip" to the bar. As I went through one of the drawers looking. The streets were busy with people getting out of work, anxious to start their weekends. The few blocks to My Sister's passed quickly, even in the August sun. My heart skipped a bit when I saw the place and it took more than a little courage to continue. I kept telling myself I was just going for a nice quiet drink. The interior was warm and inviting, with lots of wood and brass, dozens of tables, a dance floor and a long mahogany bar. I sat at the bar and ordered a white wine. I had wanted to. The response was instant, the vibe sending its energy through her pussy to her clit, and up her spine. She could feel her nipples hard hard against her blouse. Oh fuck. The vibe was horrible in that it didn’t make her come, but it got her so close, and in such an odd, wicked way. He had explained to her that in his mind, owning and taking her ass was the true symbol of owning her. It certainly felt that way. She bit her lip, looked around the car. A woman at the front, in the seats. ' I heard something upstairs... Footsteps! I rushed back into the foyer, and ran up the steps two at a time. 'What was going on?'HER...After I got off the phone with Jack, I raced up the stairs. I quickly made my bed and changed my outfit. I made a bunch of noise, knowing Jack would be coming up soon. My shirt slides off my shoulders as I hear him coming up the stairs. I hear a gasp and turn to see him standing there, frozen. He looks up and down my half-naked body. I pat the bed, and look into.