The high cut of her bottoms made her legs look longer, the halter pulled her breasts up showing just a shadow of cleavage. His teeth were off-white. Slipping out the door, she heard the automatic lock click when she shut it. I slowly crept to the half-opened curtains and peeked inside. She sighed, beginning to feel relaxed. She found a bath pillow and slipped it behind my head while I sank deeper into the comforting bubbles. He bit her tongue and lips, licked at the blood like an animal. There was my beautiful baby sister, smooth and tan and naked, and one of the best-looking young men I have ever seen. He walked the three steps to the pale table she sat on. Her knees brushed the side of the bed and she found herself directed, like some puppet, until she was kneeling on the bed, facing it's foot, her hands still bound behind her, her eyes still robbed of sight, her nipples now throbbing madly with each beat of blood through the sensitive tissures, and the four trecherous monsters vibrating inside her.