We rolled her over several times on the deck. Melanie still had her blue jeans shorts, checkered blouse and jean jacket on. We laughed and joked as...the bound slut twisted helplessly on the deck. Her muffled screams betrayed her terror. I pushed with my foot turning her over. The others took turns. We taunted her. “Slut. Whore. Cunt. Want to ass fuck you. Cum Slut. Worthless piece of meat.”Melanie was around 5’ 6” carrying around an extra 20 pounds. Nice full tits and ass. The six of us. I had failed whatever test I hadn't realised I was taking. I came into the kitchen where Gigi was cooking and asked if I could help. She said, "Of course!" I got the job of chopping vegetables, and thought it was very brave of her to give me a knife! There was so much stew, I thought maybe there would be other guests for dinner but Gigi said she was making enough for two meals.We had dinner, and the three of them chatted up a storm. I smiled and nodded my head at all the appropriate places in. Lucy reached up and stroked the woman's face lightly with the back of her hand."You see? It's all right. We can both share James. I love you, Sister, and I know you pine after him. I know how it hurts when he kisses me in front of you. We are going to change that. You wait here with Mrs. Phillips, I'll be right back."She returned in a few seconds, with Mr. Scott in tow."Now, Husband, stand there and listen to this woman. You'll do the right thing, if you know what's good for you, too."Lucy had. 'And don't you forget it,' he said smiling. He began to rub her back and her bottom a little as she snuggled up to him. After a lot of these carresses, she pulled away a little for things were heating up between them. She decided to try to change the subject. 'What is your real name, Nick?' she asked. 'You don't need to know,' he said. 'You will just make fun.' 'No, I won't' she promised. 'Tell me, what's your name?' Nick looked at her suspiciously but said, 'my name is Neathrum Hightower.'.