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It was just wrong. “Open your legs, Slave!” he ordered firmly, so she did as she was told. The instant he had enough room, he let the stream of urine go and aimed it perfectly, getting every drop of it into the bowl. She'd never even seen a boy's private parts before, and she was fascinated by how different he was from her. The feeling of twist never stopped, but she didn't fight it. She wanted o see where this all went. His stream stopped, and there was half a drop still on the tip of his penis, but he couldn't shake it off without getting it on her, so he left it there. “Wipe it off,” he told her, still in his Master voice, so she grabbed a single square of toilet paper from the roll and tried to dab the tip, but he turned his hips away and kept it away. “What are you doing?” he asked sharply. She looked up him, alarmed that she had done something wrong. “I was going to wipe it off,” she said. “Isn't that what you do?” “No, not ever. Throw that away. You just wasted a piece of paper, but it's okay. I forgive you. You've never done anything like this before, have you? How are you supposed to know that you take it in one hand, then wipe it clean with your other thumb.” She immediately reached her hand out and took Hardcore hold of it, then used her other thumb to wipe the drop away. She held it out and looked up at her brother, holding her thumb up like a hitch-hiker. He had his other hand on hers, holding her fist on him. “What do I do with this?” she asked, holding out the moistened thumb on her free hand. “Wipe it on your shirt, for now,” he told her, making her slide her fist back and forth a little by pumping his hips. She felt it twitch once, then it was beginning to swell and get longer, rapidly filling her hand. “Okay, now put both hands on me, and move them back and forth,” he told her, and even though the twist told her it was somehow wrong to be doing this, he had told her to do it using his Master voice again, so she could pretend it was just the game. Besides, it was rather fun, and she'd never seen a boy like this. She knew it would be a VERY long time before she ever got another chance like this again, if she ever did. Now that she was doing it, he let go of her hands and let her do it by herself. She didn't miss a stroke, even when he put his hands on her head and moved right in front of her. Her moans and screams probably traveled up and down the halls around us. Verity is only too happy to oblige. It fed my orgasm. “Wait an hour or two,” she said, “then amateur we'll see how you're doing.” We held each other, loved each other. 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