"She'll never do it," Malinda shook her head sadly. "She won't even talk about it. You know how hard it is for me to talk about it, and she's even wor...se." So you've told me," he nodded. "But I have to give her the opportunity to see justice done if nothing else. I was thinking that if you wrote her and told her I was coming, maybe I could see her and..." Oh, God no!" Malinda shrieked with horror. "She's even more of a man-hater than I was. She'd rather slit your belly than talk to you. You. Her mom was heard saying things like Oh shit yes. Fuck me harder. Drive it deep. God yes. Fuck me. Fuck me. Yesssss! and she heard John saying things like, Im almost there. Suck the fuckin cum out of my cock, Bitch. Swallow every drop of it. Aghhhhh. She could clearly hear every word of it. Brooke was also learning at school. She hung around a group of girls that were a little older than her. They spent a lot of time talking about fucking and sucking cock. One day after school one of the girls. I sat and stared for a few minutes, becomming more obsessed with each passing second. I stood up and walked over to sit besider her. I called her name a few times, and poked her, but she did not budge. Then I put my hand on her ass and started to explore. I felt her firm ass with both hands, and was beginning to get hard. I thought for a few momemnts and then pulled off her shorts and panties with one quick motion, and still she did not move. Now my sister's bald hairless pussy was. Before I quite know what has happened, I am spun around, and Master's hand easily catches my wrists behind me in an iron grip. He marches me to his bedroom, and pulls the ball gag and silk rope out of our toy box. "Since you are unable to control yourself, my angel, I will do it for you." He fastens the gag securely, and now at least my mouth can no longer add to the trouble I'm in. I am still angry, though, and being manhandled is not helping. I continue to struggle, but now Master.