Tortured by the T-Girl Tutor

Duncan, who thought he'd heard everything out of this girl, nearly fell out of his chair. "Gross! What the hell are you doing with them!"

"What do you think?" Miranda took a long whiff.

Duncan's eyes were drawn to the bulge in her pants. She was really getting off on this! The instinct of a brother trying to protect his sister kicked in. "She just turned eighteen! My mom isn't going to pay you a cent more. Put those back!"

"Not so fast," Miranda told him coolly. She brought the crotch of Emily's panties to her mouth and rubbed them against her lips. "I admire your fight," she chuckled at him. "But you better think twice. Want to know why? 'Miss Farmer! Come up here quick. I was walking by Duncan's bed and I found these sticking out from the mattress!' How long before she figures out they're Emily's?" Miranda had a look of such satisfaction on her face. "You're a real perv, Duncan." She took another sniff.

"But... But... I didn't. It was you! ...You took them." Duncan's tone told her that he was defeated.

The pleasure Miranda gleaned from his defeat was apparent, even to Duncan. She started adding salt to the wound, "I wonder if your sister's a virgin. Fuck, my horse cock would destroy her tight little virgin pussy."

"I'm not going to listen this!" Duncan, awash with emotions, headed for the door. Miranda caught his arm and pulled him back.

"I wouldn't do that if I were you. It'd piss me off. Do you want me pissed off?" Her eyes were ice as they stared threateningly into his.

Duncan didn't say a word. He fell flat on his bed and pulled his pillow over his head. Miranda kept talking. "Then I'd demolish her ass. She'd lose her voice from screaming. I love virgins! You're a virgin, aren't you?"
Duncan entertained the idea of running away the next day. Miranda was prepared to make him a pervert in the eyes of his family. She'd crossed a line and stolen his sister's panties. Even threatened to fuck her! Duncan had to get out. He left early in the morning. Not to run away. Duncan went to a movie in an effort to forget about his troubles at home. It didn't work. He returned home, cold and hungry, a couple hours later.