Softly she said to him, ‘You want to know what my plans are for you? I am going to lock you in a room in my mansion, naked, tied hand and foot to a ...ed, available to satisfy me whenever I desire.’ He only glared at her, not daring to test her further, knowing that she just might make good on her threat. She picked the shirt up from the floor and pulled it on. She summoned the guard and ordered Nathan back to his cabin. He sat in his cabin, furious with her and himself. He shouldn’t have asked. Do you have anything stronger than tea, dad? It's been a hell of a week,” I mumble as I sink myself into the sofa. He laughs a little to lighten the mood. He brings us back two whiskeys, neat. We clink glasses and he says, ”To you, sweetheart!” We throw them back; he slides closer to me, takes our empty glasses, and puts them on the end table. ”I'm sorry that my son is such a fuckin’ idiot. I still can't believe he did that. You're so good, Alice, so good. You deserve better.” He starts to play. I guess Billy noticed that Alan was distracted, because I felt his hand slide up my leg until he had his fingers pressed against my pussy... it was ballsy, but I fucking loved it... and when I felt a finger slide up my slit, and then start rubbing my hole... it took everything I had not to give any sign of what was happening. I heard squat tell Alan "we can switch places if you'd like", at the same time as I felt Billy's finger slide up inside of me. Alan of course wasn't going for it, but I. The summer freckles that were beginning to fade. The full, dusky pink lips that could fill hearts with a smile and then break them all with a pout... My reverie was broken by a rapturous break of thunder so deep the old Victorian walls shook a little. You caught me looking and broke into a toothy grin. “I bloody love a thunderstorm!” I said, before an awkward silence set in. “How awesome is that rain?!”“It’s amazing,” you replied, still smiling, “can you imagine how soaked we’d be if we were.