Each room was filled with visiting family. Some slept on blankets on the floor, as all the beds were full. I went into the room with my husband. Our t...o-year-old child slept in the corner of the room. It was very quiet now. One could hear the floors creak and the beds squeak. As I looked out the window to see the evening snowfall, I saw my parents, in all their years, bundled up, and headed out to the woodshed. I slipped into bed and remembered what she told me three years ago on my wedding. He kept asking that question every few minutes, and eventually told me he was gay. I told him I did not believe him, I thought he was fucking with me. He kept telling me he was for real, and I told him to prove it. He stood up and pulled down his trunks to show his raging 9 inch boner. I stared for a minute, then snapped out of it, pulled off my trunks under the water, and threw them out, and told him I was hard as hell.I then pushed him down onto the bench of the hot tub, stroked my cock in. " That would be super fun!" This idea really did seem exciting to me, I'm naturally a switch but I've been exclusively submissive with Mr. Davis. My pussy tingled at the thought of owning someone while he observed. "Who did you have in mind?" Anyone." Anyone?" A bunch of faces raced through my mind and I landed on one. Perfect. "Can it be a girl?" I asked nervously."Of course it can! That sure would make Daddy hot." Ok then, Daddy. I choose Tamara." That was a pretty fast decision, Babydoll.". Belinda's breathing slowed and she took stock of her situation. She was lying naked on an uncomfortable stone table. Her arms and legs were bound in a spread-eagle position. Trying to move brought the rattle of chains. OK. Now I have taken stock of my situation and I can handle it. It's obvious. I'm some kind of human sacrifice on a stone altar. Belinda started to hyperventilate again. Her quest for unconsciousness was interrupted by the sound of chanting. The light in the chamber grew stronger.