Instead I let him fuck my face, his hips rocking back and forth, his dick sliding violently in and out of my mouth.His large dick slammed against the ...ack of my throat and I felt myself almost ready to gag. I could feel how slippery my mouth was becoming as he fucked me harder, forcing the head of his dick into my tight throat. My eyes were watering more than before when I was crying, but now there was do denying how much my pussy was watering too! I was drenched, turned on more than I. The next morning after breakfast she caught me as we were getting ready for school “I had a weird dream last night, I dreamed that we were like homeless and sleeping together on an old mattress.”“Oh wow, that's totally fucking gross. You’re my big sister, being in a bed with you would totally freak me out.”She was four months shy of eighteen, I was well over sixteen. Neither my sister nor I would ever be part of the in-crowd at school, the clique of pretty and handsome young women and men who. I looked up at her in amazement. “What?” I exclaimed.“Mistress Gloria never connected my button,” holly continued. “She knew that you would hold out as long as you could and that I would press out early on so that the final shock would be well within what you could stand.” She gave a shuddering cry and sobbed out, “But it wouldn’t work.” She took a deep sniffling breath and said, “Then when it actually got to the point where I wanted it to stop, it still wouldn’t work.”“She forced me to give. But what should I do now? Maybe it would be best if I left as quickly and discretely as possible, but with my arms bound behind me, and my ankles tied together and then hog-tied by another rope to my wrists I am not going anywhere in a hurry.It all had started less than an hour before. I had been picked up by Mistress Emma and she had driven us to the motel where she often did business. Under my everyday clothes I was already wearing white panties and a white corset with black stockings. In a.