There was Chelcie my sister standing by the door she had on a see-through white blouse and I could see she didn’t have a bra on, her nipples were ha...rd and poking through her top. Down below she was wearing a grey pleated skirt that finished just above her knees, and on her legs where the thickest, blackest pantyhose I had seen.Neither of us said anything, she just stepped further into the room and stopped at the edge of the bed facing me. I swung my legs round and sat on the edge, my legs. Marie would leave me in a heartbeat, and Doug would probably clobber me. My thoughts kept returning to Paula's perfect fucking machine body though; proof positive of the control the little head can exert over the big head.By midweek I had a tentative solution to the Doug problem. It was simple really. Doug said he passed out when he drank too much, and judging from the number of empties on his side of the patio it didn't take that much. All I needed to do was outlast him, and I could cheat a. She could hear them beating their fists against the door, shouting at the man beating her to stop."No, Sisters, don't! He'll only drag you out and hurt you," she sobbed, shaking her head wildly, trying to fight the pain shooting through her body."Oh, oh, God, dear sweet Jesus, give me strength! the nun prayed silently, her lips moving against one another while Jack readied himself for another blow."Uhhhhhfffff!"He smacked the doubled whip against her belly button, making the tight muscles. Then he took a dollar bill out of his wallet and approached her, sliding it down the front of her panties, grazing her pussy, before pulling the bill half-way out, dangling from her panties.“Don’t unload the cash until you have at least a hundred dollars in tips,” he commanded.He must have been the one to initiate this whole thing, he was one of ‘Them’ she decided. It would all make sense, even the thing with her son. He loved perverse things.She moved away to server others. She could feel the.