My mind was racing with ideas, some good, some very dark. Sharon leaned against a tree, I pushed her back to it, kissing passionately and held her arm... back to the sides of the tree. I pull away and told her not to move. I grabbed a couple of lengths of vines and wrapped them around Sharon’s wrists, she started giggling. “you kinky fucker, you gonna tie me to this tree and have your wicked way with me?” she said. As I pulled her arms back to the sides of the tree and bound her wrists with the. It was a real struggle to keep her hands safely behind her back as she watched!“Mine, mine, mine.” She heard Mrs. Anderson say as she flipped through the mail while returning up the drive. “Oh look. Here’s one for the Bastard” She said snapped when she pulled a large envelope from the stack.Mona was shocked. She had never heard the normally soft spoken woman swear. It seemed so out of place for such a harsh word to pass her lips. For some ungodly reason, her penis throbbed even harder!She. Admittedly, I did spend an inordinate amount of time watching the handsome young stud pounding his new spouse with youthful vigor.The newly-weds, Dolly and I all had soft, well-padded cushions for our beds and the guides and the two Bedouins took position around us. I suspected we three females and even the male honeymooner, Mr. Weston, might be subjected to some very depraved and humiliating treatment before the sun rose in the morning.The Bedouins had set up a little space to show off their. "It is right there."Angelica followed M'Lady's pointing finger and quickly moved to take the dressing gown in her hands. It was soft and warmed from where it had lain in the sun. As she turned back with the robe in hand, M'Lady stood up. Angelica froze, holding out the robe with trembling hands. Trying not to stare at her, trying to keep her eyes cast down but she could not tear her eyes from her body, glistening in the sunlight. What she felt was wrong. She knew that. She had the lesson beaten.