Then he happened to see her, and something tugged at his heart. She had a wine glass in her hand and she was swaying slightly to the music, but she ha...d an almost sad look on her face like she was lonely. Here she was in this crowd of holiday revelers and she just looked utterly out of place. Ryan studied her intently for several long seconds. She was a little taller than average and quite slender, almost thin. She wasn’t classically pretty, but she was cute, with dark curly hair that fell just. Meanwhile, Vince fondled Lacey's firm, apple sized breasts as he continued to lick at her clitoral fold of flesh, and his hips began to speed up.Lacey was beginning to get sore from all the stimulation, so she decided to shock Vince, 'unsaddling' just in time for Vince to see he was getting ready to cum inside his own sister!Who's to say? If it was someone else, he might have popped like vesuvius, but Vince not only didn't pop, he deflated!As his softening penis fell out of her, Heather held. It was totally controlled by women. With pain and punishment, there is another angle to the story as well, which is a pleasure. So please sit back and enjoy it and recommend reading the previous parts to get the full context.After that day of humiliation, I started counting my days thinking that, I should not face this situation again. Days passed with punishments, sex, daily works, which had become a routine for me.It would almost be two months by now, and only a month was left. I wanted it to. "Still going to take me kids off of me?" Queenie asked.Miranda stared back. "It's my job." Was" Queenie corrected venomously, "You're a fucking little whore now." Queenie had the germ of an idea, she put the glass of Vodka back on the coffee table and idly punched a button on the black plastic remote which turned the TV on before turning to return to the hallway. The familiar sound of the news reader reporting world events made Miranda's situation seem even more surreal as Queenie slowly.