I let out an audible gasp as Della, without a word, proceeded to take my sisters stocking-clad left foot into her hands and began massaging it. I con...tinued to stare at the bizarre scene. I looked back to my sister. Her smile broad, confident and seductive, she asked Beth, Are your feet sore too, Beth? Beth responded in a far too scripted way, Actually, yes Sandra they are killing me. Sandra asked Beth, Would you like my big brother to massage your feet for you? That would be lovely, she said,. "Are you jacking it?" I asked. "It's morning wood man I have to...see!" he tossed the covers aside and I could see. He had his hand in his shorts tugging at his bulge. "Do it somewhere else then!" I said. "Hey it's my bed!" he responded in breathless retort. He hooked two thumbs under his boxers drawstring and flipped it up and over. It was the first time I've ever seen a dick that wasn't mine. He wrapped his fingers around the shaft and once again began to pleasure himself, albeit slooply. I. You stand up and step behind me"MMmm, what a naughty little girl enjoying her punishment! I don't think she has quite learned her lesson yet"Everyone was cheering, and taunting you to let me have it, show her who is boss! Put her in her place!You pick up the plug, and rub it up and down my pussy getting it lubed up. You then push it against my ass, and tell me to relax, and slowly push it into place. I felt full, and violated. Everyone cheered for more.You grab the crop and 'crack' across the. We can stabilise it and that we have done. For how long I wouldn't even offer a guess. Have you thought about a carer? It's twenty-four seven." Yes but it wouldn't work. I don't want to go into it at the moment but any carer would be treated as mud by my father and not last a week."The consultant registered but said nothing."It'll have to be me," said Moira."When I said twenty-four seven I meant it," he said. "You can't leave her alone in case she does something dangerous like deciding to go.