I smiled, the book had worked, knew the road to take. Arose and walked to the door, opened it and across the hall was Emma's room. Mom was gone to wor... and we were alone, entered Emma's room and she was asleep and so pretty, laid there like an angel. Walked to her bed and sat on the edge, looking down at Emma, in her sleep was smile on her lips, she was dreaming about being loved, protected and fucked like a little sex kitten, she wanted to be happy and have a man in her life, to surrender and. She had been less than candid about her escape from the Institute. Well, she thought she'd told the truth, but now he new different.He had replaced controls someone else had planted. Not the clumsy heavy handed touch of Harry, but some unknown master. Someone who had concealed her memory of being released, but couldn't erase it.And there was no way of knowing how much she'd reported about him... He sat and contemplated his options while Randi knelt before him, the head of his prick popping back. That was not roti that was “pussyroti”.Now it was 10 pm my sister went to the toilet in our home there is old type of toilet( on that toilet people use their hands to clean potty ) she sit on her knees and call me and i could see her potty its smell was bad. Then i insert my index finger on my finger was her potty i taste her potty it was very bad its taste very bad i could see potty around her ass hole then I took a bucket of water and wash her ass by my hands while washing her ass her potty. As hard as it was to acquire a mailing list, I had managed to contact every member of all the local BDSM and D/s groups (within about 100 miles, anyway); folks with an avowed interest in my kind of place. There were lots of leather and rubber folks too, and they were informed of the large dressing rooms just inside the front doors, which would allow them to get into whatever kind of dress they wished. As it was a private business, they were told, they could dress however they wished. And with.