I shuddered, even although the cars heater was blowing out a stream of hot air. “You ok?” said Tom, “Yes,” I replied, “It’s just so eerie....” “It is a bit, but I bet it looks a lot different in the sunshine,’ replied Tom. As we rounded a sharp bend, we drove into a clearing where there were several cars parked. “Oh boy, look at those cars,” said Tom. There were Mercs, Audi’s, a Lancia and a top of the range Range Rover. “Look ,” I shouted with excitement, “Look at the cottage.” Tom. Betty lifted her short skirt and exposed her butt to her sister. Her pussy flaps were pulled up and away between her legs by the chains tied around her legs, and the butt plug was clearly visible between her parted butt cheeks.“Very good, are you full of cum or did you drip it out like a good little whore?” Karen said. She did not give her sister permission to lower her skirt.Betty was typically unflappable and immune to real humiliation. She’d done humiliation scenes in the bedroom and walked. I remember I felt so warm, so wet, so tingly, so much build up....like my whole body was going to explode....and then instant relief. I loved the way it felt.This was the beginning of my new found love....masturbation. Every night I would head to my room, and satisfy myself before bed. Weeks passed, and I remember feeling very excited when I found that my brothers had added a few new magazines to their stash. I again crept into their room when they weren’t around, and took one I hadn’t seen. The newlyweds were inside doing what newlyweds do on their wedding night, so they didn’t hear the mob until the torches and the lanterns crashed against the side of the house. Apparently, someone had already splashed nearly a barrel of lantern oil over the weathered clapboard and timbers of the house because everything became a roaring inferno in seconds. There were a few brief screams, and then everything was silent except the continued roaring of the flames.Shelly sat across the table from.