Not that you would believe me.No-one does. Hmm. Where to start? I guess it was when I lost my job at-No, wait.It started earlier.Much earlier.In fact,... it was before I can even remember.Here is how my parents used to tell it. I was born into a pretty normalfamily. Mom. Dad. An older sister by two years. The first few years wereuneventful. That was until I was four and my sister six. She started awitch club together with her friends. And for whatever reason, four-year-old me wanted in. Of course,. The bus hit a bump and she fell back into me,grinding her ass against my cock as she did.We got off the bus and she lead me into the alley, pulled out a jointand lit it. We passed it back and forth."Why'd you pick me to share a joint with?" You're cute. And your cock was hard." Do you like hard cock?"She seemed on the verge of being offended. "Hey. I don't do this all thetime. I'm a good girl most of the time." She smiled at me. "But everyonce in a while I feel dirty. I wanna be dirty. I wanna. You are wide awake and fully erect now. You place the index finger of your right hand into your mouth and coat it with saliva. Thrusting it into my tight mound then, you use it like a miniature cock, driving me closer and closer to the edge. My mound is swollen and slick against your finger. My hips are higher off the bed now. My breasts are swaying with the sensations of our play. The sound they make as they slap together is both erotic and sensual. You watch me closely and just before I’m. But if you don?t want us we?ll go after we?ve reported this pervert to the police.Carol looked at me as if to say sorry and started to lick the wide-open pussy in front of her, she?d made her decision.My captor threw me down in a chair and told me she?d report me if I didn?t do what she said. Then she pulled some ropes from her bag and tied each arm and leg together and on to the chair legs. I was unable to move but my shorts were still round my ankles and my by now shrivelled up cock on.