“Think it through, slave,” she warned him. “I will hold you to it. And if you fail me…” She could see him thinking, his face easily read...ble to her. She could see him struggling, and she wondered if she had asked too much, if she had pushed him away. Be at my beck and call, all day and night. The only people a demand like that wouldn’t scare away were liars, or possibly a crazy person. But she did want one, a slave to respond to her beck and call, all day and night, every day and night.. "dont worry baby" she said "we're going to have fun"Mike flicked another switch, and a spotlight shone on the far wall. We all walked over to it, Mike holding my hand a little tighter now. The wall was laid out like a display in a sex toy shop....covered in dildos, anal beads, tubes of lube....."oh wow" i muttered.Linda raced to it Like a k** in a candy shop, and reached down a large purple glittery double ended dildo...."I've always wanted to try these" she squealed.I felt Mikes hand and my. She was in the bathroom and asked me to go get some ice from the ice machine. I noticed a nightgown on her bed, but i went and got the ice. When i returned, i noticed the night gown was gone. She was still in the bathroom and the door was open. She was lifting her leg over the sink and washing her pussy! I started to get hard and watched as she went in and out of her cunt hole with a wash rag. Finally, she came out wearing the top of the nightgown only. Her hairy bush was in wide open. My sister shocked and checked my eyes whether I’m sleeping are not, she couldn’t able to confirm as I was acting sleep. She moved uncomfortably but she failed to take my hand as her thigh is in between my leg and hand.Few minutes passed, I dare farther and moved my hands close to her pussy. I didn’t got any response from her and I confirmed my self that at this movement she is helpless, only thing she can do is she can take off my hand that’s all. And I got lot of strength with this thought and.