" Janegiggled to take the sting out of her observation and insisted, "Comeand have another glass of wine. I can show your those AB furniturewebsites....." Their voices trailed off as they disappeared deeper insidethe house, leaving the two sissy trapped in the naughty corner.The only sound for a minute or two was the noisy sucking sounds as BabyDaphne rhythmically slurped on her dum-dums. The regular sounds pausedfor a second before Daphne quietly asked, "Are you okay?" Yes - but I don't have my. Mom and Dad stayed busy, arranging the reception area, Mom being the perfectionist she is, nothing was ever right. So Dad would just shake his head and follow her directions. “Are you truly happy about marrying Kiran, Scott? If you are then I am for you.”“Yeah Ankita I really am. I’m just sorry she can’t find it in herself to like you. I don’t know why she doesn’t, other than the fact that you and have always been so close to each other. She is possessive of me and it can only be her jealousy.. She was a good girl.The girl that was grinding her ass into the seat trying to quietly fuck toys that were already inside her? That was not the girl her friends saw nor was it the girl her friends would have ever imagined. Because that girl was a submissive needing to be dominated and controlled despite her confident appearance. That girl was a slut hidden under the exterior of a good girl; a slut that needed to be used, a slut with a deep and dark secret - indeed, many deep and dark. Arrian felt more at ease for some strange reason, he trusted the voice, wherever it came from. He was about to be surprised.Pick me up from the alter, but don't remove me from the sheath."No, fucking way!" he blurted out."Watch your mouth, young man!" his mother yelled from the kitchen.Neither of them really comprehended, the double meaning of her words at this time, but they would soon.This is fucking crazy, my sword talks with me!Arrian, grabbed the sword and felt his arms tingle and slowly.