.." I gave her a weak patronising smile at that. "MMMMmmmMMMfff-" "Okay, fine," I said, taking my hand away, "What?" "Martin!" gasped my Mother, looki...g thunderstruck, "Wha-what, have you done to your Sister? Where is she? Can I see her? What do you mean by day one?" The questions were tumbling out of my Mothers mouth like a fountain. So I cupped my hand over her mouth again to get my thoughts in order. "Okay Mom, You can see Kelly once you've serviced me this morning as all mothers should!" I. She gasped, looking around her quickly. What was this place? Where was I? This looked like a warehouse or something of that sort. There was a pack of guys around. She tried to count them but they kept moving so quickly. Ten maybe? Most of them She didnt recognize. There couldnt have been ten guys in that car most of them must have waited here for her. Had they been stalking her? She wanted to shout at them, demand answers, but the gag wouldnt let her. They seemed to like her struggle though.. After relieving myself, I washed my hands and walkedout into the bedroom. Out of the corner of my eye, I noticed a brahanging out of the dresser drawer. Without even thinking, I opened thedrawer and went to tuck the bra back in. What greeted me was a varietyof different underthings. Lacy bras, silky panties, stockings, andpantyhose, I could even see a corset and garter straps tucked into thevery back of the drawer. I was intrigued and disgusted at the same time.While the lingerie was very. Louis’s favourite activities had been being tied and blindfolded with Victoria’s dirty socks as she ground her almost always dry crotch into his face, sucking on her sweaty toes while calling her “Mummy”, or suckling wetly at her breasts, again addressing her as his mother in a sickening, c***dish voice. The relationship had ended when his religious mother had dropped over for a “surprise clothes inspection” during one of their face-sitting sessions. Under orders from his mother, Louis had.