You can do this, explore a little bit. You can always change your mind later. Of course, when we got to the dining room and well over 50% of everyone ...here was wearing nothing or next to nothing, my anxiety went down another notch. And not just women, but men too, both slaves and masters. No one really cared about the nudity." What happened next, what other gears dropped into place." A couple things really. The sex. There was a lot of it going on, all around us. It was shocking at first, but. Wo dikhne me kamaal thi kya batau yr jab wo chalti thi tab uski kamar kya hitli thi or jab wo sidiyo se utarti thi tab uske mamme kya uchhalte the man karta tha ki jake unhe daba du par kabhi mauka nhi mila maine use din keBaad usse baat karne ki bahut koshish ki par kabhi baat nhi ho payi phir ek din aisa aaya ki sab picnic ja rhe the to maine soch ki wo bhi jayegi to mazaa aayega par agle din usne jane se mana kar dia to maine bhi mana kar dia or hum dono ko chod kar puri class picnic. Her fingers gently caressed them, despite the passion involved. She moved them back, her long nails gently searching, teasing my arse. The feeling was amazing, as she slowly eased a finger into me while a carried on fucking Tinks. With the girls lapping at each other' pussies, Tinks' fingers buried in Becky's, my cock buried in Tinks, something had to give. Soon. Tinks was first. Fucking her from behind often makes Tinks squirt, especially if she's already squirted once. I felt her insides. ..Freed from his oppressive masculine energy. you look up to see three women, varying from mid 40's to a couple years older than you...you begin begging with them...they are women, surely one will help you get free!... The oldest, the cruel man/boy's mother answers you, her eyes sympathetic and yet amused, "you are here... you cannot leave this house with out being seen, and not at all at night... if you are lucky, you will never be collared, chained, traded away, or worse...as for right now....