As her breathing returned to more like normal, Louisa took in a breath and started to form a word with her lips."Don't!" came again from Mort and a ge...tle tug on her neck stopped her before she could speak."Louisa. Here are the rules."They are VERY simple:"First. Do not speak or say anything or that ball will be back in your mouth in an instant."Second. You are our slave. You will do anything we tell you."Third. If you don't do what we tell you, punishment will be swift."That's it."Fear spread. Mom was looking over the things I laid out on her bed. It was like watching her on a stage. The window was large and afforded me a view of her bed and the entire room.I watched as she began unbuttoning the red blouse. A pink brassiere was revealed as she unbuttoned the cuffs and her eyes peered at me on my perch with bemused pleasure. The blouse gapped open to show about 8 inches of brassiere. It looked full and heavily burdened, the space between her breasts soft and slightly pushed up and. Already, the bed beneath us was soaked from her first massive group of orgasms. That large wet spot grew into a big puddle as she came again.I pulled out, drawing a moan from Emily. I shuffled back off the bed. Emily gave out a happy, startled scream as I pulled her to the end of the bed and flipped her over. I pulled her to her hands and knees. Then I turned her body to put her head between Amara’s legs.Amara gave me a sultry grin, blew me a kiss, and pulled Emily’s head into her pussy.. ”“Table,” she smirked.“Nav station.”“I’ll be back.”She bounced down the ladder, I heard footsteps, then she was back up.“You know about cameras?”“A bit,” she said as she unzipped the bag. She looked. “This one’s NICE!”“I usually put it on a monopod and lean it against the instrument panel until I need to shoot something,” I said.“You should have plenty of time to see something at this speed,” she said.“I’m doing seven knots through the water,” I said. “Against a two-knot current. And it’s.