“So you’re mine now, that correct?”Avery finally looked at me, her expression vulnerable. “Kai, I was yours from the day we first spoke. Even ...efore that. I’ve been yours all this time. So there’s no decision to make. It’s already been made.”Well fuck. I didn’t know what to say to that.Honestly, I didn’t feel right about this. I didn’t feel like it was natural for her to be so obsessed. Like, part of me wanted to just accept it for what it was and enjoy it, and the other part of me was. The guest house was really just a large six bedroom house occupied by a family, husband (Tom), wife (Carol), son (Dan) and daughter (Amy). Dan was away at university but Amy was still at school and there was plenty of room. I went home most weekends but preferred to travel by train as the drive was very tiring.Being in a family atmosphere was much more pleasant than staying at a hotel and you didn’t end up spending your nights in the bar being bored by other guests. I suppose the downside was. In fact, she was rubbing her shoulders with Bakul (5’6”). Her figure was slightly slimmer than Bakul, but the bust was obviously enhanced to a D cup.Her eyes were black and with lots of kajal to look dramatic. She caught my hand when I tried to adjust my dick and did it for me.Meanwhile, Bakul was turned on and turned the escort towards herself to hug her. Sara stood closer than expected, and the hug turned into a full embrace. Bakul ran her fingers through Sara’s straight, silky hair and. I'm not creative enough nor do I have enough time to properly explore this story, so go wild.This wasn’t normal. Last thing I remembered was sitting on our couch at the flat watching Aragorn, Legolas, Gimli, and Boromir mowing their way through uruk-hai, and now somehow I’m sitting on the same couch in the middle of a whole lot of nothing. Dave had just left to get drinks, and suddenly the world disappeared.I looked at the other side of the couch. Wait, Sarah’s here too? Surely Dave had to have.