It seemed so perfect that her useless limbs be used toturn her into a perfect cock sucking machine. She was an object to becontrolled. She was a thing... to be used. Binding her this way just seemedso logical.Arms bound tightly behind her back, face full of cock, Pansy entireconscious mind became focused on using those parts of her body thatcould make this man cum. Her tongue went on autopilot spasticallydancing around his bulbous cockhead; teasing his pee hole; running upand down the bottom of. I was very light headed, but was in total bliss from the most frantic and bind blowing climax of my life to date. Once my head had come back from cloud 9, I pulled the sheets back off and got out of bed. I staggered around to find my clothes and dressed myself very clumsily. I turned around to see Sophie laying there, eyes closed but her head was looking in my direction. I went to the door to just leave but then decided to go back. I walked to the bed and leaned over, stroking her mousy brown. We looked for people who had some balls and some smarts, and the judgement to know which to use and when. Hanover had been very aggressive, perhaps too much so, but hadn’t done anything to warrant concern.Yet.About thirty seconds later, Travis came out of the house looking around angrily. He was carrying his weapon and he gave Mrs. Johnson a nasty look before coming over to me. “What’s wrong, Sergeant? I was searching the house for Montrose Johnson!”“Holster your weapon, Officer. I sat there dazed, wiping my slimy chin with a finger.All the way back to the farm I sat against the opposite door, too ashamed and mad to speak to Billy. Besides making me do those awful things with him, I kept remembering that he was my cousin. Being blood kin made it even worse. But I couldn't ignore the fact that half the blame was my own. Was that why Mama had lectured me so often on being good? Had she known that I had a dark cave of evil inside me that would lead me astray?"Damn it,.