They were considered even more harmless than a BIC pen.When we got back to the Camp I was glad to see that the bus pulled into the area where we had s...ent the first night. I found some clean clothes then went to the shower where I allowed the hot water to run first over my front then over my ass for a long time. Finally I washed my hair several times.I stepped outside the shower stall where I found two of my fellow campers waiting. I could tell it was going to be trouble. I did a threat. “That’s for some good ol’fashioned fucking!”Interspersed between the paintings on the wall were racks full of weapons like whips. clamps and baseball bats.“This here is our latest works of art, like ‘em bitch?”The gang leader indicated three deep frames. Inside each was ladies underwear - bra and matching panties. At the base of each frame was a type-written note with a woman’s name and a date. Anita was confounded and then she recognised one the names - these were the victims of the ‘Artist’. ”He lowered himself down gently onto the soft carpet and was confronted directly by the large bulge in her latex suit. Vicky began pulling his hair back into two thick pigtails and wrapping hair ties around them as he stared at her straining member. His thirst intensified along with his libido. His thoughts became scattered and lustful. She was directing his every action and he wanted more of it. He needed it.“Now then, you're going to make Mommy feel good” Vicky said as she unzipped the front. She was insistent we stay longer and used the emotional blackmail of telling us little Joshua would be heartbroken if ‘Aunty Claire and Uncle Neil’ didn’t stay longer. We ended up compromising, agreeing we’d arrive early on Monday 26th and head back after lunch on Thursday 29th December.No sooner had we arrived, then Joshua was dragging us off to show us the den he’d built, half-way up the steep hill behind the cabin. He insisted we crawl inside so he could show us all the inside and all of the.