No - but unfortunately for her, things won't improve

With her release, the inmediate lust in Emma was sated, but not the slower burning need to fuck her sister's tight, provocative body in all manner of ways - to use her body for pleasure.

Basking in the afterglow, Emma carefully shifted to Hannah's side. Daintily holding her hair back, Emma's head dipped to one of the delectable little cones which she had earlier been harassing. Her tongue flicked briefly across the puffy nipple before her lips engulfed it fully, softly massaging the pert teat in her mouth. Her hand slid across the smooth arc of her little sister's stomach, appreciating the silky soft skin beneath her fingers. Gliding over a shoulder and then up a swan-like neck, she caressed Hannah's face. Hannah's heart was pounding as she felt the panties being plucked from her mouth.

"You fucking bastard! What did you think you were doing! That hurt so much, you jerk."

A stream of angry curses followed, spurring Emma to get off the bed and head in search of supplies. After a minute of two, Hannah subsided, until the gentle tread of feet heralded her captors return.

"Please Jeff, please baby, let me go. We won't talk about it again, just untie me." Hannah begged.

With relief, Hannah felt the ropes fastening her feet being loosened form the bad posts. She willed herself to stillness, knowing that she was still far too trapped and reliant on the whim of another. As the second was loosened, her body began to tense. However, it was still unready for the sudden pull of her feet towards the headboard. As Emma deftly tied Hannah's feet to the top of the bed, Emma took the opportunity to caress her sister's thigh.

The stream of **** which followed this new ignominy was interrupted by the panties being plunged back into her mouth - this time with a follower of some electrical tape.

Surveying her handywork, Emma fondled the quivering, thin thighs before beginning her next step.