A moment later, I heard my wife’s voice say, “Paul, this is Gabriel.” Shocked, not exactly figuring it out yet, I said, “Oh, hi Gabriel.” �...Call me Gabe, he said, then told me wife, “You were right, he is very handsome.” “Baby! What did you do!?!” I said shocked, but half laughing, also. She dropped her robe and jumped back on the bed with me and bounced up and down on her knees. “Surprise!” she said, then kissed me and whispered in my ear, “He is going to suck your cock.” I was too intoxicated. Over the following hour and a half, Gina was subjected to a range of very brutal tortures. She was tied to her bed, face-down, spreadeagled, while the merciless Sir gave her a vicious caning: fifty hard strokes on her bottom and upper thighs, ruining them completely under a criss-cross of bloody red welts. He then progressed to beating the soles of her feet with a thick wooden baton. Gagged by her own underwear; Gina’s screams and shrieks of pain were muffled. After the caning, Gina was turned. The boys were back, each carrying a beer for me, and I didn't pay Alex any mind. I was working on a plan that didn't include her, or so I thought at the time.The crowd in the living room continued to grow, allowing my manservants to stand closer and closer, until I felt a warm hand on my bare back. I didn't pull away. In fact, I was already supercharged, and I encouraged the attention. The hand slid discreetly down until it was cupping my ass, and I felt a tingle up my spine, as I subtly. When you first started coming up behind me at school, I thought you were setting me up for something, but when you starting saying, 'I love you' and 'You make me hard, ' I was actually getting wet and had to go to the restroom."She scooted over to me, as I turned off my light and we fell asleep in each other's arms.I woke up behind my sister, and my hand was on her breast, under the shirt. She was still sleeping as I looked at her.I know a lot of guys with sisters, and most of the girls aren't.