She was forced to share a bathroom with her obnoxious,15 year old brother. Lucky her...Martin was stupified at the sight that lay before him. He was s...tanding in the doorway with his bitch of a sister sitting on the toilet, pants and panties at her ankles, pissing as he gawked."I said, what the fuck are you doing!" Angela said, snapping him out of his trance."Oh...uhh...sorry...I had to...uh...pee..." So wait a few minutes, why don't cha!" Ok...sorry..."Martin still couldn't believe what he saw. At first they were cordial and were the standard “missing you in the chat room” stuff. Then they became more aggressive, and the fact that I didn’t reply to any of her messages only made her blood boil.It wasn’t unusual to get home from a hard day at classes, log on and check my inbox, and see 20 messages – all from her! She accused me,among other things,of playing “hard to get” and being a “pussy tease.”One particularly cryptic message read as follows: “Listen up you little cocksucker.I know. He of course was hard already and she decided to bring him aff fast, and then savor his raunch for a bit before getting him off a second time. She started by licking all the white flecks of dried cum from his pubic hair, letting them melt in her mouth like they were candy, before allowing the nasty re-hydrated slime to run down the back of her throat. She did his balls and when she pulled the foreskin back, cleaned the underside of his head before engulfing it with her mouth and sinking down. Then, taking a white clothes line that ran down from a small pulleyhooked to a heavy eyelet in the ceiling she tied it tightly to the steelrings in the wrist cuffs keeping them together as well. She then went tothe side of the room and unhooked a rope from a tie on the wall.Linda helped me to my feet and steadied me as Madge began pulling on therope. My arms began to rise and continued with each pull as the whiteclose line whirred through the pulley in the ceiling. Soon my arms werepulled high.