I opened my mouth to start to talk, but then something was jammed in between my teeth and tied off. I was now totally in someone else’s control! The...ear buds were torn out and a female voice right next to my head said to me “You are in for a treat tonight! You have been chosen to help us with a little ritual.”I felt my ankles being strapped to the chair, and I knew I was at their mercy. They started to unbutton my shirt. I felt at least three sets of hands on me, but could not tell if there. So good looking that I often have to grab my dildo while watching him. I wonder if he notices that I‘m having a hard time refraining from touching myself now as we talk. “Well there’s your problem right there, most of your commercial weed killers are more harmful to your lawn than the weeds.” “You mean to tell me he’s been wasting hundreds of dollars to ruin my lawn?” I asked incredulously. A small smile plays across his lips as he says, “Don’t be too upset, most people don’t realize what. What really brought it to my attention were the douche reservoirs hanging from the shower rods in each of their bathrooms. Long hoses neatly hung, were tipped with eight inch insertion tubes. They had my mind envisioning the girls cleaning their vaginal tracts. A selection of douche mixtures was stored in each cupboard.Since one of the main reasons for women douching was clean the mess after sex, it was apparent both Robin and Tanimara must be aware of the happenings between me and my nieces. I. All she could manage was to nod her head in response. The bell rang, signaling the end of the day. Hanna walked to her locker, thinking about Amber, and trying to figure out why a girl would cause her to have butterflies. She has had crushes on boys before, but all of the guys she had been interested in, had already been taken by popular cheerleader bitches. Hanna could not stop thinking of Amber, and couldn't figure out why. As Hanna walked to the bus stop, she received a text from Amber,.