The neighbours were ignored as were the police.Finally about 6am they left the house,all drunk,screaming and cheering as they went down the street.The... showed no regard for the people who lived in the locality,they didn't care...until one by one they received a letter summoning them to the Monastery of Repentance,suddenly they were afraid.They tried to appease those they had upset in the hope that the summons' would be withdrawn but to no avail.Once the Nun's and Monk's of the Monastery had. I am so full of shame that I would go to him and touch him. I am so full of shame that sometimes as I got older I wanted him inside me. Obviously it took years for the games to escalate. It took years for the touching to change from him touching me to me touching him. My hands tremble, when I type the words and feel the emotions rushing through me knowing how many things he was my first for. He was the first man to touch my privates over clothing. He was the first man to touch my privates. Her hands and feet were tied to the bed with furtheritems; Whitney's own hosiery and some tape and rope that she had stashedaway.I left her bound and gagged on the bed for some time and watched herstruggles and listened to her gagged calls for help."MMmpphhh!"Whitney was highly aroused, as her shecock bulged and strained againstthe tight panties. To torture her further, I applied a vibrator to it;moving it around and removing it when I felt she was close to orgasm.This I continued for some. Mentally, I was screaming, and banging my head against the wall, wanting to just run away and hide at how mortified I was. Kaden seemed so nice, and I was are he wouldn’t want anything to do with a slob like myself anymore.“You’re sorry? I was the one who scared you, I should be bowing for your forgiveness.” He laughed while putting the remains of my items into my sauce stained bag. I only smiled, my cheeks burning. I had no idea how he could make light of this situation, but of course he.