"Wait!" I giggled as Ryan's hands began to slide my shirt up. "But, babe," he began. I stopped his sentence with a kiss before wiggling away from betw...en them. "I want you both topless." "Oh? And who made you the boss?" I heard Aztec mumble. "Me!" I said, smiling. "And Aztec, considering your shirt is already off, you have the privilege of taking your boxers off." I heard him growl lightly before obeying. His beautiful, muscular thighs were completely exposed to me and I couldn't help but stare. The next morning I dressed sexy as always, but when he left I changedfor something a little more comfortable, I needed freedom of movementso I donned a loose romper and flats that I had bought just for when hewasn't at home. I then started checking the whole house, if I wanted toscape I needed an identity and with those papers whatever hismotivation were I had bigger chances to survive.The most obvious place was his room, but I had never seen a safe whencleaning, of course I had always been too. " He growled calmly.I could barely breath yet I obeyed. He pressed against me, his chest to my back, and he drew his fingernails across my skin, over the scar on my breast that was still so raw from the branding. I was his property. His slave to use as he saw fit. He caressed his way to my collar bone and closed his hand on my throat squeezing to hard that lights exploded across my eyes. Each inhale was more difficult and he squeezed tighter."Cum!" he yelled into my ear.My body convulsed and I. I stood up still naked and I shouted back at the top of my lunges “SO WHAT!”At that point Nick and Joe raised themselves clearly, still in shock. More so at my response than at getting caught. Everyone was taken aback and it took the laughs of my straight cousins (who are my age) to bring everyone back to reality. The adults looked a bit ashamed. More at themselves for how they had reacted than at us, but the cousins kept on laughing, so I raised my voice again; louder this time shouting“LAUGH.