They would wear chains, or silken ropes which did not permit them to leave the area in which they lived. They might have sumptuous meals served in the...r locked apartments, be plied with wine and candies and gentle words for hours ... and eventually the sultan would swagger toward them, powerful and intent on having his way with his captured beauties. They never escaped. She didn't really want to; she knew.Every fantasy was similar. Jenni would struggle against her bonds while the sultan. . i thought you knew... Im gay "I laughed.. the wine had taken the edge off any inhibitions so I said "OK Im interested in trying it if your up for it"He finished the last of his drink and got up and smiled.. "Why waste time" .I left the last of my glass and we walked out the door. I though we would go back to his place or mine but instead he walked up the alleyway between the bar and the adjacent building.The shadows were long and it was relatively private. I was a bit uncertain what to do.. I. "Don't!" came the single word from Mort of caution as she reached toward her blindfold.She stopped her hands midway up to her face. "Yes," she thought. "My hands are free."Her first thought was to stand and flee. Pausing as she thought, realizing even Billy, several years younger, was taller and probably stronger, made her ponder her options."Put your hands down," Mort commanded.Louisa hesitated. Wanting to just reach up and get it over with."Now!" Mort yelled at her.Her body shook from the. Shellie had swum in the river naked before, but only when she had been alone on the houseboat. She loved to swim naked, feeling the water flowing between her thighs as if it enjoyed caressing her hairy, hot pussy. She swam back and forth near the houseboat, then climbed from the water and flopped onto the mat, naked. She let the sun dry her skin and remembered last night.Her son had taken to her swiftly. He had sown neither shyness nor hesitation. What pleased her most was that her son had seen.