. and I loved it. Poor Toby, he hadn't hit his growth spurt yet. Mind you I didn't complain, neither did Susey. There was something about a boy's smal... cock we all loved. Nicky didn't complain either. It became a regular feature that Jorden or Toby would go home with Nicky on Friday night while Susey or I would share Debbie on Saturday mornings. Her long tongue was something special to wake up to. It was hard to keep a straight face as I told Susey and Nicky my story. It was a story and I told. „Du sollst deine Schönheit nicht verstecken, Schwesterherz. Deine Herren wollen doch alles von ihrer Sklavin sehen können. Ich drehte ihre Arme auf den Rücken und legte meiner Schwester die Handschellen an. Ihre schlanken, zarten Handgelenke fühlten mit Sicherheit zum ersten Mal die kühle Macht von hartem Stahl.„Nein, bitte nicht fesseln, Herr", flehte sie wieder, „ich tue doch alles, was ihr wollt." Einmal mehr staunte ich darüber, wie rasch meine Zicken-Schwester sich an ihre devote Rolle. She was a good student and seemed to participate in every sport in high school. If she wasn't playing or cheering from the field, she was cheering in the stands, and all the boys could be counted on to cheer to see her C cup bust jiggle in time with her cheers.Lizzie took every possible opportunity to point out that she preferred "Elizabeth." Twelve years old and 4'10" (and three-quarters of an inch, she would add) tall, her nose was forever buried in a book or glued to a computer screen. She. ” I continued to rub her ass. “ If you want to stop simply say stop and we will. This is about teaching you resistance and sensation.”I must say, the side of Ashley Brook West bent over the bed her arms stretched out in front of her, and bound was quite a sight. With her ass in its position I really wanted to pound it, but all things in their due time as they say. I ran my hands down her hips and tugged on them stretching out her bonds. “ Feel that?” I asked. “Feel the helplessness.” I could.