I got up and snuck into the bathroom and dropped the soiled item into the linen basket and returned to my bed. As it was early and I felt sated, I fel... asleep quickly. A little later I awoke, aware of a noise that had disturbed my sleep but could not place the sound. I lay there, building up the energy to get out of bed when a voice behind me said, ‘I see someone has been a naughty boy again’. My head whipped round to see my sister-in-law’s face poking around the bedroom door. Next thing, her. Lying on bed, legs in air, fist part way into pussy.15. Doing splits on floor.16. Kneeling on bed, 2 fingers in ass.I looked at the next set. It was off a petite, and rather pretty Eurasian girl in similar poses. The third set was of a busty black girl while the fourth depicted a pretty girl with long curly red hair. I spent several hours going through the folder; clearly I could never pose like that. I went back to bed leaving the folder on the table.The next morning I lay in. Fuck it; I'm not. Again I felt a rush. A simple word but it made me feel so special."Bed" came the next command. And these were commands. I couldn't ignore or resist them. I simply had to comply.I got on the bed and realised it was lit meaning I could no longer see Emma. Large and comfortable, this bed was a monster. Beautiful sheets covered it and lighting from inside the four posts. I was blinded to the rest of the room and I just sat in the centre of the bed. Minutes earlier I had been sat in a taxi, now I. However, as Charlotte reflected, it couldn’t be Harriett having sex with Emma, as it was only last night that she and Emma and a few of Harriett’s other friends had seen her off at the airport. Harriett had started working on a new television series which involved her being filmed making love in exotic parts of the world. Her first destination was Cambodia, at one of its premier luxury holiday resorts. From all accounts this was a fairly demanding job involving group sex and the opportunity to.