They were to be just for me, but I will let you see them if you want to.” I was nodding and panting like a puppy dog indicating how much I did.Aditi went to one of her dresser drawers to retrieve the key to the cedar chest at the foot of our bed where she keeps personal keepsakes. She kept talking as she opened the chest. “I want to warn you, honey. These pictures are a lot more risqué.” Wow, I thought. I was so excited; I figured all I had to do was touch my hard cock and I would come.Aditi retrieved another album from the bottom of the chest. She clutched it to her and said, “Before I let you see this, I want you to promise me you won’t be upset. You will see me completely exposed. Does that bother you?” I shook my head as I reached for the album, but she still held on to it.“Wait,” she said. “There’s more.” “More?” I said. I had to restrain myself from just grabbing the album. “There’s somebody else in some of the pictures,” she said, watching my reaction closely. What she saw was. Her father stepped abruptly into her room, making his way to her bed. In the dim light, she could see he was holding something at his side. Whatever it was, it was making a metallic clanking sound as he came to a stop by her bedside. He grasped her arm and held it above her head. As she felt the cold steel of the handcuffs close around her wrist, she realized he was cuffing her to the bed. He cuffed her hands around the metal bar of her bed frame.She grew anxious as he swiftly left the room. Watching her digital clock, it was almost an hour later when headlights shined through her window. He was saving her for the others. Who was going to have her this time?Minutes later, two figures entered her room. She snapped her eyes shut as her lights were switched on, illuminating her aunt and uncle. Her uncle was dressed in boxers, an erection already straining against the usually loose fabric. He was carrying a laptop. Her aunt was covered in a modest bathrobe, her valley of cleavage.
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