She looked hotter than any woman I’d ever seen before. I came to her and took her back into my arms, letting my hands glide over her back. She kisse... me hard as I explored her back with my hands. I dreaded the row of clasps I felt on the back of her bustier, but I’d never let on that I wanted to shred the thing to get her undressed.“You’re overdressed,” she told me softly and reached for my tie, removing the tie-clasp and slowly pulling the knot loose and leaving it hanging. She pushed my. When I leaned against the wall on one stiff arm and groaned piteously she knew what was happening, but of course she couldn’t see it like she had earlier. I wasn’t looking at her at that point so I didn’t see her get up. I did see her heading for the door, though. I didn’t say anything. It had been a strangely good cum, standing there looking at my little sister sitting on the toilet lid, fully clothed, watching me.I got out and dried off. Jennifer was in her room, or at least her door was. "from the pain I offer you shall gain pleasure My sweet little slut." Her body shook with the sheer terror of what He could do to her, for her.She was simply bound this time, nothing elaborate, His control would come from her willingness to please, not from any ropes or chains that held her. Hands cuffed above her head, legs spread wide ankles shackled to the floor. Stretched taut she presented to Him a perfect backdrop for His sadistic ways.He loved to test her this way, often wondering where. Firebush wrapped her fingers in his hair and forced his head under the hot, streaming water, making him splutter. Her mouth at his ear. "I can't fucking believe that some whore let her boyfriend use the girls' showers." I was just …" I don't give a fuck, okay? I came in here for a long hot shower without some bitch yelling at me to hurry up." She turned his head toward her and from under the shower so he could catch his breath. "I mean, you understand, you're a guy. Sometimes you need a little.