Dinners, parties, and just hanging out over the years.Gemma thinks to herself, “I am a fucked up slut, this should not be exciting me, but God help ...e I love it.”Finally able to fight down the urge to cum, Gemma's pelvic thrusts slow and her moans get lower.Pleased, Dave smiles at his well trained wife. “ I think she is ready boys. Let's get her into position.”Releasing the rope from the wall Gemma is lowered back to her feet. The relief is almost overwhelming as the pressure in her shoulders. He's wanted downtown. Mrs. Devers told me what he did. It's a parole violation, so he's busted -- again. Plus we have some questions for him."Actually I was relieved. While I'd thought of having Horace stripped naked and strapped to my bike like some hunter's trophy or bungeed into the front basket, the wires cutting a waffle pattern in his bare ass, I really didn't have the heart to do it to him. He was sitting on the bottom step of the podium, his head hanging in defeat. When, oh when was he. "What do you mean?" I asked realising that my pussy was swelling and throbbing in response to his stimulus."Just you wait and see" he said "I'm sure your Momma will come to rescue you then we really will see some fun." I waited terrified and then a lot later I heard him go out, then come back about two hours later.Shortly afterwards he came and fetched me taking me into the stable room where I saw my Mom bound over a padded bench like couch, with her body completely bare her breasts poking. He had noticed that the wall between the two bedrooms was unusually thick and began examining the walls, which had floor to ceiling mirrors. He finally found that the narrow wooden panel by the outside edge of the mirror was hinged and the little door opened into a narrow corridor that ran from the outside wall of the house to the bathroom wall and separated the two bedrooms. There was a similar hinged panel in the adjoining bedroom. There was also a narrow, steep stairway that led down to a.