Without even looking at me, she left, picking up her broom. A million things ran in my mind. What if I misunderstood her intentions and made a move, t...hinking she was giving hints? If she complains about this, I will be screwed. I got very scared and went looking for her to bed for forgiveness.I found her coming out of a room and ran towards her. She looked at me. Before she could say anything, I caught her hands and begged her not to tell anyone what happened in the room to anyone. She dropped. The darkness of her vision filled with the face of Jack. Piercing blue eyes, jet black hair. Refined jaw. He was looking through her - through her soul. She could feel him transforming her with these cocks - with these men who came for the pleasure she offered.“Thank you, Jack.”“Thank you, what?” said the vision.“Thank you, Sir. I’m so sorry Sir.”“Say it louder,” he said.“Thank you Sir!” she screamed, with the voice of her mind and her mouth.The room roared with laughter. She felt an orgasm. I need you cock in my ass.” She pleaded. “Are you sure? It might hurt.” I warned. “Just line it up, I will do the rest.” She said, so I pressed the head of my cock against her little tight hole and she pushed back. “Don’t move.” She said. “Let me do it.” Slowly she rocked her hips against my cock, at first just pressing against me then with each movement taking a little more of my head inside her. When we had got past the initial resistance the head of my cock slipped inside her. “Don’t. I guess youlike wearing lingerie, don't you?" All I could do was nod, dejectedly. He finally helped me dry my eyes and ever so slowly the whole story cameout. The only questions he asked were whether my sister's had forced meto wear this stuff, and if I had done anything "inappropriate" witheither of my sisters."No Daddy, NO!" I sort of whined. "Linda or Mary haven't even seen menaked, and I've never seen them! (Not really true, as I had watchedboth of them through door cracks, many times!).