There was very little underbrush and no nearby road.While in the boat, I said, “Brooke and Amy are our masters and you boys and I are their slaves. ...ou can request a girl to do anything except fuck her or put your finger inside her pussy. You can request that she do a strip tease; you can request to French kiss, suck her titties, or lick her pussy, but it is up to her if she allows. Since we are their slaves, we must do anything they order us to do. Do you understand the rules?”“Yes,” the boys. On Friday afternoon she called me with a computer problem. I said I would come over right away and she said "Give me 5 minutes I need to change" When I got there she had the lowest neckline shirt you can imagine, with her 42C cleavage and I could see nearly all of those tits. She said her husband's overseas till next weekend - hint - I kept looking at her cleavage while I was talking to her fixing her network. When I was done she thanked me and I decided this was the time to push my luck after. Sharon pulled John’s hand to her breasts as she looked him in the eyes and said, “My mom needs more love than I can give her right now. She needs to be with someone she feels safe with and loves. My mom loves us both more than you know. I have been sleeping with her to help her not feel as alone as she has been lately. We make love, John. She pretends I am my dad or a lover. She even called your name a few times when we were doing it.”John was still trying to process what he thought he was. In a few moments I had you out of your robe and was easing you out of your pajama pants. I stroked your hair and kissed you, and then whispered softly in your ear, “You’re mine, slut.”A shiver runs through you, as you look at me, wide-eyed. I place my hand firmly on your chest, holding you down, my eyes never leaving yours as I reach out and grab a couple of your scarves. In a few moments, I’ve tied your wrists and ankles to the bed, leaving you nude, spread-eagle, and helpless. Without.