Of course, John didn't profit much by this, except as Butalus graced him, he was just a hardworking son of the family, at least for the next six month.... He did own one great treasure, which was to finance his quest for his fortune, and that was his bright orange survival suit.John figured that it would be worth much more to the right buyer, and so he would take it to civilization, which by all accounts was in the east, to find the one who would value it the most. John figured if he could sell. If you had really struggled, could you have ripped the scarves and escaped, Slave Miranda?" Yes, I suppose I could have." Well, you are going to be introduced to severe restraints tonight. In my duffel bag I have two pairs of professional police handcuffs. I understand that Mistress Karen has a queen size brass bed in her bedroom. Let's all walk to the bedroom and get started, shall we?" Mistress Lynn and Karen started to walk to Karen's bedroom. I obediently followed."Slave Miranda, strip off. Obviously, she’d tried to hide it. To my amazement, it was this incredibly skimpy, sexy underwear set from Ann Summers: Fushia pink 38E bra and size 14 thong. That got me excited. The next morning I woke up to hear Kayla getting dressed and when I glanced at her bent over naked arse, she was just stepping into those fushia Ann Summers thong and already had on her matching bra. Then she stepped into her jeans and threw on her tight black tank top. Then she went downstairs and I heard the door. His hands slid down to her smooth, wet ass, squeezing her cheeks, as he grew harder by the second. She felt his manhood grow while it pressed against her belly and she broke the kiss, smiling. Tingles of excitement raced through her again, originating from her pussy. ‘Let me clean you off.’ she said seductively. What could he say? She grabbed the soap and lathered it up. She caressed over her brother’s chest, soaping him all over his chest and arms and stomach. She turned him around and did.