She walks into the bathroom and notices all of her essentials have been left on the counter. A towel hangs near the tub. She runs the water and climbs...in the shower. The hot water caresses her body, washing away the morning. Her hands glide over her body, she feels the smoothness between her legs. No stubble yet. Her pussy is tender, probably from the ice and her bum, well she doesn't know what to think about that. Tenderly she washes herself. She finishes, and stands under the hot water,. She wanted me to take in everything. Before us stood Arabella, smiling as her gimp waited patiently on all fours. A curtain divided the cellar and the women applauded as Arabella swished it open.There, in the light of two small frosted glass windows, hung a silky noose from a central beam. Below it a simple three-legged stool with legs no more than eight inches long. A small black enamel dish on the floor was the only other object in the cellar. Arabella walked her now quivering gimp close to. ’ ‘Well, duh! You’re still my brother, too, aren’t you?’ I giggled as I slid to one side of the bed, referring to us having been foster children in the Anderson’s home together. We kissed again for the second time in as many months. His lips were sweet and delicious. Mine were still dry and parched. I couldn’t return his embrace much due to the still present IV line, but our mouths became more passionate just the same. Finally, I remembered something Dr. Jones had said earlier and stopped.. You know what happens when you do that.i told you i can't afford to be a mess".I choose to ignore her and instead began to rub her clit with my thumb as well."Oh god.Your a naughty little fucker".By now i could tell she was about to come so i fingered her pussy hard and rubbed her clit vigourously."Oh fuck.Oh fuck.You fucking horny little shit".Her body began to arch up so i pulled my fingers out of her pussy.As i did this she began to scream out."Oh fuck.Here i fucking come".At this her pussy.