"No, Emily. You've paid a far greater price already."Richard had not been sure if there would be any playing of music that evening. The recital had be...en enough for him, that was sure. However, he should have known that when a crowd of musicians and music lovers gathers, music is inevitable.Arlene and William had started the entertainment by asking to try Irina's pianos. The request granted, they had each played a few snippets of various solo pieces. Eventually this led to playing some four-hand. Let the Torture begin.Having pulled them from the van, one at a time, I put them in the cell I had constructed as a part of my torture-dungeon. It was a big cell, constructed like an old-fashioned jail-cell, with bars on every side. It was located in the corner of the largest room of my basement-complex. The cell itself is 3 by 3 meters, and has bolts and chains in the floor and ceiling. It also has a toilet in the corner, and bunk beds, consisting of only a thin mattress, which conceals a. You’ve got five minutes unless I can put my makeup on at that same time, then you’ve got about eight minutes.”I wanted the full eight minutes. I stood off to one side and hefted her breasts, they were heavy but there was not much sag to them. When I asked, she said that they were 34-C. Then, I reached down lower, she backed away from the counter a little, and I felt her pubic hair. She had trimmed it but it looked and felt nice. Quickly I stuck a finger in her pussy. It was wet and it was. Your world is a hostile, cruel, stifling, and terrifying place, and it's about to get worse.All this abuse and alienation, badgering and belittling, ridicule and rough treatment have left you shy, shell shocked, and more than a little submissive. You still consider yourself 100% straight, despite never so much as holding a girl's hand. Though years of torment and teasing have left you shy, skittish, and more than a little submissive. And with your parents being so overbearing, you haven't even.