She was gorgeous. She was about 5'2, 110 pounds, short blonde hair, blue eyes, not the biggest breasts, but well proportioned and wore glasses, that m...ade her look innocent.The way she used to dress most of the time distracted me a lot, and was very hard to concentrate. She used to dress very professional, in like business suits, pencil skirts, silk blouses, blazers, just all around business like. I noticed that most of her suits and skirts were tight most of the time, but she had the perfect. I was supposed to have the house to myself, and planned tospend some time tied up in my maid uniform, even going so far as touse earplugs to cut down on how much I could hear.As you open the door, you were about to call out that you were homewhen you stop in your tracks, seeing this vision of pink satin, whitelace and leather restraints in front of you, squirming helplessly onthe floor. Quietly you sneak over, grabbing the keys to the handcuffsthat you find nearby, moving them out of my. ”I asked, “Does Yvonne belong to me now?”Mom said, “Yes she does, so why don’t you roll her over and fuck her properly.”Yvonne asked, “Do I have anything to say about this?”Mom said, “No! You had your chance. Now you are his sex toy, his fuck buddy, or his love kitten. Whatever he chooses to call you. Get used to it.”Then Mom looked at me and said, “Use her, abuse her, and fuck the shit out of her. No more jerking off! Do you understand?”I said, “Yes” as I pushed myself down into my sister as. "Be not afraid, I wait for many years, now you are here." What do you want of me?" she asked nervously."I dreamt of you child, nightly for one hundred years, I do, and now you come to me," she said."You have dream of me for a hundred years? Why? What do you want of me?" she again asked."Child, I teach you, soon you fear no one; they fear you." In the shopFor years she had gone through the motions. A mark had come in, she did her little dance, then took their money. It was a living, she thought..