There were two barely protruding pussy lips that I would see close up in a short time.Kelly climbed on the bed. She sat up against the headboard with ...pillows behind her back.I crawled toward her. I wanted her!"Wait!" she said and held her hand up like a stop sign.I ground to a halt. Wait?She said, "Mom is still getting ready."Mom? Did she say Mom?"Wh ... aaat?" I sputtered.Before Kelly answered, we both turned to the sound of the master bathroom door opening."Sorry for keeping you waiting,". Now getting dressed I slip the panties over my vagina sendingsmall shocks throughout my body, same with the bra.I decide I will go down stairs and get something to eat. I make a small TVdinner she had laying around.Going over to the couch I sit and turn on the television. It's just somestupid cinemax show. One of the soft-core porn ones. But I am compelled towatch it, as I see the women on the screen I can feel my pussy moisten,and my nipples harden. I put my hand underneath my panties and. But then I knew it was over ... for I was aware of Deema picking up the knife. And, from my inverted position, I saw her approaching, her eyes shining with wicked glee.My whole being was screeching out in ultimate terror.I also was screeching - vomiting, too - as I awaited the slash of thin, cold steel...FLAVIAFlavia was weeping.Nothing unusual, it was a regular occurrence. The reason on this occasion was that her Mistress, Princess Alexena, had replaced the slim chains which ran from her. "Doug gulped, his throat dry. Images swam behind his eyes. The long hours he had scrolled through page after page of man-sized cocks on the Internet while pumping his own thin boner. The dark nights spent yearning for his dick to grow, just a half-inch, just get a little thicker. The realization that he was stuck with what he had, that he'd never, ever know what having a big, sexy dick was like. To hold in his hand. To feel in his pants as he walked around. To fuck with. To watch a woman lose.