One inbetween my legs sitting criss cross.The others at my side. “Where am I?” I ask, studdering over my words. “You’re in heaven sweety” sa...s the one in the middle. These three were blondes. “We are going to make you cum! All of us!” They all smiled while the one in the middle grabbed the base of my cock with her hand to life it up, and they all three started kissing it at the same time. They slowly made out with my cock for a solid 5 minutes, and it was the most intense feeling I’ve ever. We’d stopped for some light snacks to fend off any hunger before dinner time. Now, we were all sitting at the table, which had been expanded to its fullest and arranged with ten place settings. The tenth setting was there in case of an unexpected guest. After dinner and dessert, the guys cleared the table before they went back to watching football, while we women cleaned up.Cleaning up didn’t take very long, as we had cleaned as we finished with all the cooking utensils, bowls, pots, and pans.. ’ His fingers caressed the lips of my hot hole. ‘Stand up, sweet Alison.’I stood up and turned to look at him. He took my hand and guided me to the ropes.‘Lie down on your back. That’s right. Now raise your legs.’ As I did this he attached my ankles to a spreader bar. Again, all my hidden delights were on display. I could not hide when I was spread this way. I was beginning to think that when I decided to pursue this dream of becoming a sex slave that I really did not have a clear idea of what. I belong to an orthodox Muslim family, and I was one of the many kids in our joint family. I have many cousins but was very close to Fathima (name changed) as she is of my same age and we used to spend a lot of time together. While playing with my cousins, we both will always be together no matter what. We had touched each other numerous times, not knowing what we are doing. But we both enjoyed it very much. Years passed by, we grew older, our touching games reduced but we became more close..