She dipped a finger in her hole, which was already glistening with moisture, and started rubbing her clit, circling very slowly, clearly enjoying that...feeling.So this went on for some moments, her husband rubbing his limp dick, kneading one tit, her caressing the other one and rubbing her pussy, and me, rubbing my throbbing hard on.After a while, with the tension building up between us three, her husband let go of her tit and waved for me to take over for him.Of course I didn't hesitate for a. "That's good", Barry said with a leer, "I feel like being really cruel to her tonight".We sat drinking coffee and chatting, then Barry stood up and said "OK Margie, let's have some fun hurting you".We led Margie to the bedroom and Barry pulled her nightie up over her head and then slid her panties down over her legs."Hold your hands behind your back while I tie them", Barry told her.Margie obediently did as she was told and Barry soon had her wrists firmly bound.We helped her down to the floor. Hearing him groan as I skittered backwards onto sleeping bags, blankets, and out of my pants, I turned to watch, and was surprised to find him already advancing on me, his kilt, cloak and sandals already on the floor. Before I could catch my breath, I was back in his arms, lying down. ‘You’ve got goose bumps, sweetheart. Here, let’s get some of these blankets on you,’ he murmured. ‘The goose bumps aren’t because of the cold,’ I replied, ‘don’t you know me by now?’ ‘It’s been awhile,’ he. . concern."As they all went out the door and through the garage, Jeff leaned over to whisper in his daughter's ear. "If you had taken your radio with you, you wouldn't have had to come back," he quietly admonished. "All you would have had to do was step past the hatch and call me." Yes, My Prime," she answered formally.Shortly, they were all on board the Ship. After two steps inside, both Jeff and Arlene had been briefed about recent happenings."Daddy, uh, I mean, Captain, do you suppose...".