We had a California King in our bedroom, but even that wasn’t big enough. So, we had a second one delivered the day before and they set it up right ...longside the other. It made for a huge, soft and comfy love platform!The meal was out of this world with Irish Lamb stew, steamed lobster, Cherrystone clams, Linguine Bolognese, fried chicken, sweet white baby corn, steamed asparagus in butter sauce, red cabbage cole slaw and Mother’s signature homemade fudge cake with buttercream frosting. It was. I woke up with a splitting headache. I lay on hard cot. My wrist throbbed in agony. I tried to move it. A pair of manacles were about my wrist. I shuddered at my twisted, right arm. A ball gag was stuffed into my mouth. I tried to move my arms to reach up and undo the gag.Chains rattled. My broken wrist exploded in pain. I had manacles on my ankles, my wrists restraints connected to the ankles manacles by another chain. I shuddered and moaned into my gag, tears flowing out of my eyes as I. When they got to Julie's room, she told him to undress and lay down on her bed. Steve hurried to comply, intent on getting this to happen before he woke from whatever dream he was in to find out it wasn't real, or to find that his sister had changed her mind.Julie looked at the massive cock lying up against her brother's belly and climbed onto the bed to get between his legs. She took his cock in her hand and then lowered her face to lick the tip of it. It twitched in her hand at the contact. He looked as if he didn’t care whether she chose to marry him or walk out that door. However, his whispered words tugged at her heart like nothing else could. To belong to Jake, be his. That’s all she ever wanted. He wouldn’t have said anything if he truly didn’t care what she chose. ‘Yes,’ softly, barely auditable, slipped past her lips. Trying to appear calm when inside his heart was racing, his blood rushing through his veins making it difficult to hear, ‘What did you say, Daisy? I didn’t.