‘Prove it loser,’ she said, a wicked glint in her eye, ‘prove that you’ll obey me. See that cum in your hand?’‘?yes?’ My body trembled. ...h god, what did she have in mind? She smirked at me. ‘Wipe it off all over your ugly fucking face.’ Wipe?? I sobbed in retched humiliation. I couldn’t, could I? But I had no choice. It was either this, or face worse humiliation, publicly.Sarah stood there assuredly, hands on her hips, the very picture of power. She knew I was trapped. She knew I had no choice.. Jay started to take off his jeans and then he started to take off his shirt. Once we got comfortable we laid down on the bed. Mellonee suddenly got up and said "I've got to get ready for bed. I'll be right back." When she said this she got up and went into the bathroom and shut the door. Five minutes later the bathroom door slowly opens and Jay and I both look up. What I saw I couldn't believe. She was standing in the doorway wearing a black, lacy, see through piece of lingerie. I was totally. Amy had been left alone for the weekend while herparents travelled to New York for a city break. Amyhad been alone before and never felt afraid.Especially when she had her beautiful big Dalmatiancrossed with Great Dane, Bart, to protect her. It was a sunny morning in early summer and Amy wasjust waking up to the sun shining through her bedroomwindow. Bart could see Amy was waking and he waggedhis tail eagerly. Amy smiled and got out of bed. Shewent straight over to him and knelt down beside. .plusI only wanted him to think about what he had seen me do rather than havehim comment on it. I knew he was recovering quickly from his after-climaxstate and that he would be thinking of what I did in a more erotic way ifwe didn't dwell on it right then. "We've got to get you cleaned up, Matt.And I think you may well have to leave before Molly gets back. Not surewe can clean the mess off your shirt enough to have her see you. Andyou'll need to get home and change before your mom sees what.