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She advised leading Annabelle through the house to the master bathroom where they quietly waited until Anthony strolled in. At first Annabelle instinctively went to cover herself, but composed with a warning glance from Erica, who had moved to stand by Anthony side as he moved closer to Annabelle. He admired her young unblemished body as he slowly circled her, loving her large breasts and meaty ass cheeks, though finding a few issues with her appearance. For starters Annabelle had a neat trimmed bush of pubic hair hiding her delicate petals, which Anthony felt any pubic hair on a woman was outright disgusting. "Relieve yourself," he told Annabelle before turning to his wife. "Once she's finished get her thoroughly cleaned, and get rid of that mess. "He added pointing towards Annabelle's crotch, before turning back to Annabelle circling around behind her. "I rather like her long hair," he stated raking his fingers along her scalp, "but I don't like it loose. Once it's dry, braid it into a tight ponytail." He suddenly laughed moving back in front of Annabelle meeting her gaze, "something to hold onto later." He smiled seeing her disgusted at his cruel comment, before turning back to his wife. "Once all that is finished give her a thorough cleansing, then call me for inspection," he finished leaving them to their orders. "We better get started," Erica said nudging Annabelle towards the toilet, while she went about getting the shower warm. Annabelle took a bit of work to over come the pre-shyness of having Erica present, frowning in surprise as Erica began undressing once she had the water comfortable feeling. "What..," Annabelle mumbled before her words faded from her lips upon seeing the red whelps that ran along Erica's back. Which horrified Annabelle to see that they continued down the back of her legs and inner thighs, as Erica was not permitted to wear any undergarments. Annabelle's jaw dropped as Erica turned revealing even more whelps to her breasts and cleanly-shaved pussy. "Is he going to do that to me?" Annabelle asked in a hollow tone as she slowly got up flushing the toilet, causing Erica to frowned disconcertingly saying. "And much worse," she simply stated waving for Annabelle to enter the shower. To Annabelle's humiliation Erica personally went about washing her body being extremely thorough as instructed, her hands touching places only ever been touched before by Annabelle. Causing the young girl to cringe back from Erica's touch, "I am sorry," she told Annabelle who rolled her eyes. "I've really tried to give him the pleasure he craves, but several years ago he grew flustered as you can see." Annabelle frowned as she stared down at Erica's bruised body. "The anticipation got him highly aroused last night, he got a bit carried away...," Annabelle stared at her in disbelief, "a bit." She questioned, though Erica paid little mind to her words as she went back to washing Annabelle. Once Erica was sure she had Annabelle cleaned the two got out, were Erica first went about drying Annabelle off before doing the same for herself. Pulling out a blow dryer, Erica spent several minutes working her fingers through Annabelle's damp hair which was indian plastered to the softcore sides of her neck and back. It would take twenty minutes for Erica to first dry, then carefully work Annabelle's long hair into a tight braid that stopped mid-way along her back. "Sit back on the counter and spread your legs," Erica asked watching a disgruntle Annabelle turn before lifting herself back onto the cabinet, reluctantly opening her legs until the the hair parted revealing her precious folds. Annabelle stiffened as Erica pulled out an old-fashion style straight razor, which Erica noticed once more apologizing as she explained, "it's the only type of razor he will Big Tits allow. I assure you that I will be careful," she added watching Annabelle relax slightly, as she cautiously watched the older woman's work. Though Annabelle far from trusted Erica, a part of her instincts told her that she was at least not her enemy like Anthony clearly was. "There," Erica said upon finishing. Watching as Annabelle stared down between her legs suddenly seeming like she was twelve years old again, only now with massive tits that nearly blocked her pussy from view. "Alright, stand up and brace yourself against the cabinet, then bend over with your legs a part." Erica instructed frowning as Annabelle resisted before complying, Erica pulled out from underneath the cabinet an enema pouch and dispenser tube, along with a vaginal douche package placing them on the cabinet. Turning the water on allowing it to warm, Erica open the douche assembling it before working the applicator tip between Annabelle's folds, being sure not to insert it too far as Erica knew that Annabelle was still a virgin. I was in a daze. I walked into the kitchen following my stiff cock. She only needs one more brutal fucking before she becomes a true bitch and the increase the humiliation she has been enduring it needs to be public. Chapter 1 Sissy and Tracy took up their conversation as if there hadn’t been a twenty-minute interruption. However both Apollon and myself knew this was impossible. Obviously, he did it right because Aruna got really excited, her legs thrashed about and finally clamped his head between her thighs as she had a big orgasm. Tell ya what? My hips matched Daddy's wonderful rhythm. I knew there were towels but I went up there anyways and asked where she wanted it, she said to just wait, I can put it on her. 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