I made my way into the bedroom and noticed that a school uniform had been laid out on the bed for me.“Kara!” Joe called from the living room “Pu... your school uniform on and do your makeup nice and pretty for me and come in here, will you?”

“Yes Master!” I shoutedI carefully took the garments off the bed. A white blouse, a navy blue striped tie, a short tartan pleated skirt, my sisters school blazer, a baby blue bra with matching lace panties and a pair of grey knee socks. I got dressed and. Come here she said, I walked up to the open door and just as I did I saw her setting with her legs spread out wide and her skirt up to her waist. She was running a finger between her pussy lips. Here taste this she said as she offered the finger to me. I did a quick look over my shoulder to make sure he was still in the garage. She stuck the wet finger in my mouth. It tasted like a freashly fucked pusy. The normal taste of her mixed with a manly aroma. Hurry up and I'll let you clean me up she. Do you really think you deserve a reward? Mmm?”“I am sorry, Master. Please. I am sorry.”He uncuffed my ankles and spread my legs for me. I felt the roughness of the tree on my back. I had to stand straight, the rope didn’t leave me much room to move. He ran the tails of the flogger on the inside of my thighs, I moaned and started to beg: “Master, please, fuck me.”He smiled at me. “I like it when you are begging, puppet.”He pinched my left nipple really hard. I squirmed and squealed. I couldn’t. She also had a nose piercing and told her parents when she turned eighteen, she wanted a tattoo. She still had a year before they’d allow her to do any of that. Her parents didn’t have tattoos but told her she could get them when she was legal.Her parents had left for a cruise to celebrate their anniversary. Amy’s grandfather would be checking in on her. He wasn’t staying with her because she was seventeen and not a child. He would visit every day to make sure she was good with money and.