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The girl sobbed, a lovely sound to those watching. Greta traced the lines she’d caused with the martinet, squeezing and massaging the child’s bott...om for a good few moments, under the pretext of soothing away the pain. There was a rustling of clothing and the sound of heavy breathing, as the guests discreetly masturbated.Then, without warning Greta raised the martinet again and whipped it down even harder, catching the girl completely by surprise and forcing her to really start fucking herself,. The drug she had been exposed to by the library staff at school would force her to tell him the whole story. She couldn't bear having her obnoxious little brother know that her free will had been destroyed by the drug. That she was now COMPELLED to obey any order given to her by anyone, no matter how she tried not to... "First thing, I want you to take ALL of your clothes off!" He grinned and licked his lips."Come on, Dennis, you little snot. I'm your SISTER. Wouldn't you much rather look at. If what they had seen previously was upsetting, then coming upon their brother humping their mother doggie style was even more disturbing. Seeing their sister watching it all from her position on her back underneath them was beyond their comprehension. However, they did not interrupt them. They were mesmerized by the scene.They could see Johnny withdrawing, then plunging in again. Leniki was touching their genitals as Johnny fucked their mother. If they bent down, they could see his penis going. Get up and getme a cup of coffee." I sat in the captains chair and received the coffee he brought. He tookhis rightful place in one of the side chairs with a hurt look on his face.I sipped my coffee until Mom came in the room, fresh from her shower. Ilooked her up and down with approval. Her hair was shiny and all in place.Her eye shadow was thicker and her lipstick brighter than I'd ever seen herwear before. In this light I could see her breasts through her sheerblouse. Her cream.

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