Amy had come to the South American jungle with a group bringing food and medical supplies to the impoverished villages; at least, that is what she had... been led to believe. However, the truth was that the group was a front for smuggling weapons to militant rebels seeking to rise to power.She had desperately wanted to see her husband, Chad, who had been in the area on assignment from the CIA. When she received a call from a friend who knew about the group coming to the area, she wasted no time. She does.’ Bree agreed. ‘Eonan told her to prove it….and she did. She hated herself but she gave her ass to him. When she tried to leave he laughed at her and told her she would never see Mungan again, but now at least he knew she liked it that way too. When she tried to leave by force….’ ‘He broke her arm and raped her didn’t he?’ Michael asked, not wanting her to have to say it. Bree knew what he was trying to do, and part of her adored him for it, but she shook her head and simply said.. ?I have tried, Sir, but if you have some time I request you to motivate me for next week?, she said humbly. And so he whipped her again, sipping his whisky. He whipped her for two hours. He asked his men to leave but he gagged her so she could not make any requests. When he was done he left and asked one of his men to release her. That weekend Scarlett started worrying that maybe her mother was deliberately putting herself through the whippings to get closer to Mr. Munroe. But as she rubbed. I started taking a look around my older sisters drawers, finding her nice panties and best of all, her pantyhose. I always had to be quick and careful but I just had to play with them a little, rubbing them on my skin and especially my cock. It was another whole level of ecstasy for me and the beginning of my other life long obsession.As I started my 7th grade year I started to explore my mothers dresser drawers to see what she had. If my teenage sister had stuff I liked my mom had to have.