You can't believe it when Amy, instead of rushing for the kitchen, perches herself on the edge of a chair and looks calmly at you.
"Big sister! Telling me what to do again. Why should I? I think you're going to do that orgasm thing again. And I want to see it."
She giggles at her silly joke. But you have other problems. You slump against the side of the sofa as the tide engulfs you. You squeeze your eyes shut and try not to moan, but it's impossible.
"Ahh.. Ohhhh... Ohhhh..Urghhh...."
Spasm after spasm sweeps through you. At last the contractions ebb away and become aware that you're lying on your back, your bound hands pinioned behind you, with your legs spread like the worst kind of whore.
To complete your humiliation you realize that when you slid to the floor you did so with your legs towards the chair on which Amy is perched, so that she now has a grandstand view of your crotch.
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