.what is going on?”“Can you hold me,” Steven pleaded. “Just for a little while? Just hold me?”And that she did. Mother and son were locke... in a sweet embrace. Steven sobbed bitter tears, while Margo soon forgot all about her son's attack. She wondered why they were naked, and why her throat and anus hurt so much. They were locked together, as the beams of the new day's sun hit their cum stained bodies.#Kevin would be over in about fifteen minutes. Plenty of time to finish, Steven. “Sure. What are you going to do, tie me to the bed?” “Yup, wide open on your back.” She retrieved one of her big multifunctional dildos from the night stand while I fetched the restraints. The ankle and wrist restraints were of soft cotton reinf***ed by a sturdy nylon strip that held a ring. Through these rings I tied her hands behind her head. This lifted her titties, and the position itself spoke of surrender and trust. I put around her mouth a pink terrycloth gag, that she could easily work. When the two girls had left Simon motioned for Jeff to lift Sarah up to her feet he did so, Simon placed his hand over Sarah’s face softly and gently she opened her eyes but still had no idea where she was or who she was with. “Where am I?” she muttered “In safe hands” said Simon “now if you cooperate this will be a great experience if you don’t it could get a little rough, then before she knew it Jeff had pushed her down so she was on her hands and knees, she was held down on all fours then. But every good tale has to have Nazis in it. This story starts way before World War II. It even goes before the Revolutionary war. This story starts in ancient Rome, back when world was still big. Alexander the Great's army was passing through Rome. It was part of some small-scale campaign he was working on, or so everyone thought. He was going to travel through the countryside, showing of his troops, and eventually taking over what we now call Italy. What he was really doing was a bit.