“What do we have here?” she asked. “My balls?” I again tentatively answered. “Wrong!” she said, turning the gentle hefting into a powerful...squeeze. It started to hurt. “These are MY balls!” Shelly corrected. Shelly taught me to be a good Submissive and allowed me sexual release when it suited her. I was not allowed to masturbate, and I had to ask Shelly permission for sex. Gratification was always delayed and I had to “earn” sex from Shelly and her friends. After two months of this, Shelly. She was either completely insane, or a miracle had rescued her from certain death. The mantle of command was still heavy, but the other burdens seemed to be lifting slowly. If only she could believe what she'd read.She decided that a good long shower would do wonders for her, so she looked around, spotted what was most likely the head, and moved in that direction. Her guess proved correct, and she sat down on the toilet for a quick piss before climbing into the shower. When she pushed off her. ”“Yeah, we do get loud sometimes.”She drank and nodded. “I remember now.” She blinked. “A girl at the pool, one, it doesn’t matter; she told me about you.” The girl blushed and looked away.Tommy watched the girl’s nipples poking her t-shirt and felt himself being aroused. “What did you hear?” He reminded himself that she was Jimbo’s sister, his little sister.“It was a secret,” she said as he refilled her beer glass.“I can keep a secret,” he said.She drank about half of what she had, wiped her. Wo ab meri nipples ko chusne lge or ek ungli mere muh me dal di or m usko chusne laga.Unka ek hath mere dusre nipples ko press kr raha tha or dusre se wo balance bnaye huye the . muje lag ra tha ki m jannat me hun.Issi tarah kuch der bad unhone muje pet ke bal letaya or upper se sari jagah lick krne lage and abhi bhi unle hath mere chucho ko dbba raye the buri tarah se or unka lund meri gand me gussne ko utawla tha.Phir unhone apni underwear nikali and muje sidha kiya or meri chest pe aaker.