It was one day after school that my world changed. I walked by her room as I went towards mine. Instinctively I turned my head towards her room as she... screamed out. What I saw was a heavily tattooed Latino-Mexican man on top of her. She spotted me and again I got called into her room. Again she yelled at me for staring. I protested that I wasnt. Liar. She screamed at me. I put my hands on the dresser and pulled down my panties as I knew what was coming. No Sharon, not today. She said. I turned. Master came over replaced my butt plug and pulled on the leash and wewere off again back to the car.Master seemed pleased. Me? Humiliated!We drove back to the flat in silence with Master constantly patting andrubbing my thigh and rubber wear. He led me into the flat past the neighbours that raped and filmed me inthe shower and entering the flat he removed the collar and leash, my armsheath and the chains. Slapping my rubber ass he ordered me to shower, clean up the flat andchange.I watched him. ‘He thought I needed something new to wear to the funeral and this was his idea of new.’ She tossed the offending dress aside as if she never wanted to see it again. Since her husband always wanted her to be ‘decent’ Ruthie was wearing heavy cotton stockings, a slip, an industrial-strength bra and very voluminous panties which, except that they were pink, reminded me of the polka-dotted panties worn by Minnie Mouse in comic books I used to read as a child. I had also removed my shoes at the. We were watching the pics on her laptop sitting on the divan. She sat very close to me and her right boob was completely pressing on my body. I was in my dream world. I could not resist myself so I took some courage and placed my hand on her waist.She did not resist me but I can notice a change in her.She was enjoying it. Finally, I didn’t waste my time I pulled her close and started kissing her neck. She was enjoying it.She threw the laptop and placed her hand on my head and pulled me close..