We also went to a private room, which had a shower. They had me kneel in it and took turns pissing on my tits and face. They showered me with ice-cold...water and then bound me onto the bed. They spread my legs with a bar and got a wet towel. It was pretty old and rough so as they swung it with mighty blows on my breasts it hurt a lot. I cried and sobbed a little. They asked me about my level of experience and I told them all about the last weeks. It turned them on a lot so they climbed on top of. You will not remember anything that just happened, except that you will know that I am your master and you must do everything I say and that doing that will make you feel wonderful. You will not have any choice. When I tell you something you will have to do it. Do you all understand?’ In unison. ‘Yes Master.’ ‘Take your showers now.’ They all got up and gathered their clothes. Felicia went to her room and Whitney went to the guest bathroom, downstairs. Walter went upstairs. Soon they were all. I could not sleep the whole night thinking about her.In the morning, she arrived at 9 am in a cab. She was in a salwar kameez without a dupatta. Her hair was open and the kajal in her eyes was spoiled. She was looking totally exhausted.Mom came inside the house, smiled at me and told to make some tea for her. She went to her bedroom. When I went to her bedroom with the tea, she was lying in the bed wearing a nighty. She sat on the bed to drink tea and I too sat beside her.I asked her what. On the basis that neither was wearing underwear, I could well imagine where their respective hands were – helping each other.I made it back to my house having not been too distracted by the playing on the back seat. We headed indoors and found Joan, Peg and Mrs Jones all naked (not otherwise expected for Joan and Peg) and Mrs Jones was kneeling on the floor with her head buried in the snatch of Peg licking and sucking her out. Peg had her hands on her head controlling the action of Mrs Jones..