"Time to get up."I slowly climbed out of the bed, my eyes blinking."Get downstairs," she said.Naked, with my cock pointing at the ceiling, I groggily ...eaded for the stairs."Tell your dad that your grandma and I will be down in a minute. We still have to wrap your two best presents," I heard her yell after me.My dad was sitting on the couch, his cock fighting against the threadbare pair of boxers he was wearing.A few minutes later we heard them coming down the stairs. My mom entered the room.. Billy started to tremble a little. It looked like his plan had worked. He was starting to get excited. Billy lifted Elaine’s arm and let it fall. Yep she was out cold. Billy drew the curtains and locked the front door.Entering the living room again he saw his mum hadn’t moved. He stared at her. She was wearing a blouse and skirt. The skirt had risen up her legs a little, maybe half-way up her thighs. He watched her chest rise and fall slowly as she slept. Billy clutched his cock. It had been. . yes. In a dress ... no.“I guess that would be fun,” said Hilda Mae, overdoing the reluctance in her voice. Her mother took her upper arm and squeezed it in warning. “Yes,” she added brightly. “I’m sure Bernadette would love to come too!”Ten minutes later the sisters came out of their room with a suitcase. Marian was still talking to Johnnie Sue. They were comparing biscuit recipes and Marian was bemoaning the fact that neither of her daughters had any interest in cooking at all.They weren’t. Master Zak proceeded to tie the blindfold tightly at the back of her head. Taking advantage of her open mouth, he strapped a ball gag across it. Rayne panted around the ball, her hands curling into fists above her head. She couldn’t see, she couldn’t speak, and her hands were chained—pulled tight and high. She strained to hear what he was doing and gave a little squeak of surprise when he gripped her ankle. A thick cuff was strapped around it. He made her spread her legs before strapping.