All my thoughts were now on the music and moving my body to its beat. My older brother hearing the music came into my room, later he said that my door... was open, although I have my doubts about that for I never left it open if I was getting naked. Right back to the music, I was happy enough for us to dance together until I noticed his bulge in his trousers. Being the wicked girl that I am, I turned around and ground my arse into his groin. While I did this his hand ran up and down my exposed. He noticed that he was handcuffed to a pipe that was sticking out of the wall opposite of the door. Moments later Angela reentered the room, this time she was wearing an elegant black dress and she left the door to the basement open. Through the doorway he could see a dark shadow that looked to him like a person. Angela stepped toward Simon producing a syringe from behind her back. Simon struggled with all of his might to break free of his bindings and run from his captor. Despite all of. When she did so, I immediately forced her legs apart, mounted her and rammed my dick in her. She gasped at the suddenness of my violation, and I could see that a bit of fear had crept back into her gaze."Remember when I worked for you,, cunt?" I growled. Her breath hitched, and she began sobbing softly, clearly frightened of the power I now held over her."Y-Yes," Andrew," she started to stammer, "b-but I never meant t-to---" SHUT UP!" I bellowed, slapping her head back and forth as she screamed. I started the week of Thanksgiving; Monday, Tuesday and Wednesday were steady but not overwhelming, although they warned me that the Friday after Thanksgiving would be busy. They didn't tell the half of it; it was like I should have tied myself to a post on Wednesday, to withstand the tsunami that was about to hit.First thing 10 am they were coming through the doors, grabbing everything from big screen TVs to box sets of "Lost" to iPods, cell phones, Flip cameras and who knows what. Nobody was.