Does this mean you’re my brother?” she said, her voice quiet and sounding close to breaking.“Half-brother,” I corrected, “But yeah … it ki...d of looks that way.”We were both silent, just staring from the pictures to each other. Finally, Melissa got up and retrieved her phone.“I need to go for a bit, Peter,” she said, her voice shaking, “I’m sorry, but I really need to think about this. I…”“Melissa, what happened between us happened without us knowing,” I responded, getting up and taking her. Jean and Nicole had the entire house to themselves most nights, so they took advantage of the time alone. The sisters would rub each other during bathes and showers, insert thin markers into each others anus, suck each others nipples and clitoris, and even included their Pomeranian, Toby, by having him lick peanut butter off their labia. Richard and I were wide-eyed as we took in all the stories they discussed. Jean had Nicole break her hymen with a tapered candle shortly before she turned. Mmmmm – it was SO good to be holding her tight like this, feeling her quivering yielding tongue against mine as I pushed it into her perfect ruby lipsticked-lipped mouth. But this was not the ideal place to get down and dirty yet, so we had to cool our ardour a little until we could find a better spot. A spot where I knew that all the perverts hang out and where we could get our fill of REAL down ‘n dirty pervy sex that obsesses us both. I attached the dog lead to her collar and walked on in. My fear takes me over the edge, and I watch in the mirror as a dark puddle of my own urine collects under the stool. My mortification is complete. …I had imagined that he is skillful in his beatings, and I am not mistaken. I am almost losing consciousness. The horrible pain of his strap covers every inch of me now from my shoulders down to my ass, with matching welts on my left and right. My ass extends over the edge of the stool for his easy access. Master has had to remove my gag,.