As I escort her to my storage unit I quickly realize she is wearing a bondage harness of leather and chains adding to my excitement as I try to ignore...how much it turns me on. Upon opening the door she is met by a room that is painted in black, with velvet d****s of red hanging from the walls, pictures of BDSM framed of rough wood unfinished and aged, dark wrought iron and dimmed lights line the walls giving only enough light to see clearly but leaving many shadows surrounding the various. Her mother showed her how to insert the tampon and then gave her the birds and bees talk. Now it wasn’t at all what my mother was going to tell my sister in a few years…that’s for sure. She told Claudette that sex was fun and very enjoyable but that she should have me use a rubber for a little while. She even gave Claudette a box of rubbers for me to use. She was also going to get Claudette on something called a birth control pill. Apparently it had been on the market for almost two years my. ........Finally we were lowered to the floor of the cellar ,and he came down some steps, and took us both off the harness and realeased our wrists ,we were free, well not really, there were others at this farm,some just the same as us,captured, and a man & a woman, she looked around late 20s early 30s with a full figure, awfull hands cracked, like she had been working on the land,and not using cream to stop the dryness.....The man was a similar age to the farmer,again rough and ready. “You learn the right way to eat pussy, Mason, once word gets out, I promise you’ll have the ladies lining up to get with you.” She smiled coyly as she kept fingering herself and started breathing funny as she explained, “Now, when you get between a woman’s legs, you want to savor her sex, not devour it, understood?”I eagerly nodded, happy to lick that sweet pink cunt any damn way she wanted.“Well then, how about you slip a finger into me and get me ready for a nice hot tongue bath?”“Sure,” I.