She took in the strange sight of her sister kneeling on the living room floor, naked, with a piece of rope around her neck and just looked at me with ...a question on her face. She was misbehaving so now she is being punished. She is the house slave and will serve anyone who is in the house in anyway they want. If she fails to perform properly or satisfactorily she gets spanked. I explained. Tina stared at the two of us for a minute, then a smile crossed her face. You have no idea how long I have. "Make me come, Vinnie," she whispered, "Please. " One of her hands was pressing on her mons to make her clit stand out; the other was gripping my hair painfully. The comforter was mounded, forgotten, across my chest. Rolling my eyes back, I could see that her forehead was resting against the headboard.Our hips had found the same rhythm, her mound grinding against my face, my hard cock pumping against air, my face smothered in hot moisture and musky smells.Her stomach clenched, her ass tightened. Once I hang up, I spend time in my home office, going over the file and working from home. I keep the office door open, not something I usually do when I am working. From the foyer, you have to go through the kitchen to get anywhere in the house, except for my bedroom and bathroom. The office door opens into the hallway across from the kitchen. With the door open, I can see the end of the foyer through the kitchen.When Grandpa arrives, I say hi and flag him over to join me in the office. He. “It is ... my form. It is what I look like as a ri’Dagowyn.”Dorba’s head fell. “Then it is true. Chaos has corrupted your form. Chaos has corrupted your soul.”Daorba looked up, his eyes determined. He half rose, getting to his knees. “There is still time, sister. There is still time for you to repent. Take your punishment. Become whole in front of our god.”Vestra didn’t answer, knowing it was far too late. She had killed men! There was no becoming whole for her. Not anymore. “I thought ... I.