Nothing could have prepared her for the ensuing conversation."Yes, Billy. What's on your mind?" Ms. Smith sighed and continuedwith her knitting."It'... something I need to talk to you about in private." Billy glancedin his sister's direction."Oh, go ahead. Rachel's busy with her homework. She can't hear usanyway. What is this about?" Ms. Smith asked impatiently."Uhm, I need to ask a favor." Billy's tongue grew thick and his heartpounded as the moment of truth arrived. "I'd like to borrow. “No one ever touched you like this, did they, sweetie?” he asked as she watched her ride the waves of pleasure rushing through her.Her face scrunched up into a grimace of pleasure as she bit her bottom lip and shook her head.“Good,” he said. He knew his daughter had done some experimenting with a couple of her girlfriends when they stayed overnight at their house. He’d paused and listened at her bedroom door to more than he ever should have, but he couldn’t help it. His were probably the. "Say it." He slipped his hand between my legs, putting pressure against my clit--but not nearly enough to make me come. "What do you want, Lynne?" You know what I want," I growled, trying in vain to wiggle harder against him.He slid his cock forward and back. "Say it."I bucked and twisted to no avail. "Mike, please!" I knew what he wanted me to say, but I couldn't bring myself to form the words. I was sopping wet, burning for him. "Mike?"No response."Please?"Nothing.I took a deep breath. "Fuck. A final touch added a cock and ball harness to their genitals and peel off numbers on their asses and upper arms. So far a standard procedure, The slaves were then led upstairs to a large multipurpose room on the first floor of the house. It was lined with cages stacked two high. Each slave was assigned to the cage that had his number on it. This gave member girls not involved with this group an opportunity to observe the slaves and the goings on. It also put the slaves on display to let.