A few minutes after 3:00pm the doorbell rang and I went to answer it. Penny pushed past me and started up the stairs before I even closed the door.“...enny, wait,” I said, shutting the door.“What? I thought you wanted to do it!” she said, suddenly concerned.“I do, but come sit with me first. Just to talk for a few minutes.”She pouted but followed me to the ‘Indian’ room. I sat in a basket chair and beckoned her to sit in my lap. She curled up against me and rested her head on my chest. She sighed. I heard faint conversation , but unable to interpret because of thunder. I tried to peek from half open eyes . Uncle was pushing one hand over the blouse and other in between aunts legs. Aunt was resisting , but resistance was not heavy.Aunt tried to see ,whether i was asleep , but uncles eagerness stopped her . Uncle kissed her neck from behind. Pressed her nipples and whole breast vigorously over blouse.Aunt kept saree in her mouth to suppress her loud moan.Soon her blouse was opened . In. That is enough; I am now the fucking Hulk, Hulk break puny straps. I push my elbows on to the bars and use them as a pivot point, Lynn’s eyes are on me as I grunt with effort, I grit my teeth hard, with all my strength I push my elbows back and my hands forward, the straps dig me, my fingers tingle. Crack, snap. Success, my right hand is free, I’m dizzy my head is spinning; blinking profusely struggling to regain my composure and reach across to pull the strap from my left wrist, I somehow. My final submission to you as you slowly strangle me is arousing you, I can tell by the look in your eyes and the way you rub your crotch against my body.Finally my consciousness is fading and I don’t have either the strength or will to fight you anymore. Strangely, I’m aroused by your beauty and strength at this point and I feel a tingle in my clit, but I’m passing out before I can really relish it. My lungs burn, my throat hurts and my mouth gapes in futility as I try to draw some breath . ..