Still, I did not put up any resistance, I was still to curious about what was to happen. I heard her remove something else from the tray. Sounded like...chains or something metallic.There was No way anyone was gonna spank or whip me!She then lead me to the bed, and helped me get into what she thought was a proper position. I was simply laying on my back with my wrists cuffed in such a way that I could not get my hands any lower then my ears. My feet were left free. I was starting to think better. No make it two. And when you are done make sure you lube it! Iwant it nice and wet when I use it."Saturday Mistress Marcia slept in until the afternoon much to my relief.I got on with the household chores whilst Cherie went into town shopping.Midafternoon I was just washing a sink of pots when I heard MistressMarcia enter the kitchen. I turned to ask her if she wanted anything butshe grabbed my hips and thrust me against the sink."It's so damned hard to take a piss when you have a boner.....". As I alternated sucking between her nipples, I slowly started inserting my index finger in her lips. She was so dry I had to lube up my finger with my saliva. As I slowly pushed my finger in her pussy she started squirming. She was so tight that one finger was all I could work in. I picked her up and started carrying her toward the nearest bedroom. As I turned down the hallway, I caught a glimpse of her husband standing there just staring at us. Once in the room, I threw her on the bed and. Daphne leaned back on her pillows, her legs spread as if it was perfectly normal to be exposed like that in front of her mother. "I'm exhausted," she said. "Those boys have limitless stamina. But you know that, now."Karen blushed, but as her eyes wandered over to Daphne's pussy she shook her head and tried to focus. She had come there for answers. Answers that she knew she might not like."About last night," Karen said with difficulty, "how...how long have you three been doing that?" Oh, I don't.