Our mother peeked in from the kitchen. “Oh, don’t you two look cute together. I’m glad you’re spending some time with your little sister. I kn...w how much she loves hanging out with you.”“Yeah,” I said, trying not to ogle my sister’s budding tits in front of my mother. “She’s really ... uh ... growing on me.”Jane giggled in delight.“That’s wonderful,” Mom said. “Have fun!”We headed outside. Jane broke away so we could get in my car. She hopped into the passenger seat of my Toyota Corolla. It was. Lita was excited.When she returned home with her new control program settings, Lydia triedto ramp things up a little. She started giving Lita little projects to doto please James. The first was to make a calendar of pictures of herself,professionally photographed over some of his collection of sports cars.Lita had argued, more passionately than the subject deserved, withAnubis, when they gone out for lunch together and had reviewed at thepictures; over which one should be January. It turned out. You can feel the heat of the welt from the whip but before you can recover one of the men hits your left tit with a riding crop, your cunt jets out your nectar at the pain and the people cheering. Then something firm and flat hits your right buttock moments before the riding crop hits your right tit then the whip lashes your back and then your left buttock is assaulted. The man with the crop runs it up the inside of your thigh then holds it in the spot light for the audience to see your cunt. Alfred’s grief knew no bounds as he looked upon his remaining offspring, his daughter Melissia. At this time she was just 18 years old, she was a tall slim girl with deep red chestnut hair and large brown eyes. Eyes that could melt a man from twenty paces and what is more had inherited her mother’s beauty. He watched her as she hacked at a sack that she had strung from a tree.“What game are you playing daughter,” he said wearily but with an amused smile.“I am killing those people that took my.