Direct... not too bright... impulse.A few minutes and an obvious sabotage repair later, "Well, it'll work just fine now, can't imagine how that wire g...t loose." Maybe I can."I turn and there she sits, pattin' the bed, naked as the day she popped out an' started screamin' for what she wanted, holdin' a quarter-empty bottle of tequila.Ain't a trap if you know it's there.I walk to the bed, put my toolbox down beside it and clothes start landin' round my feet. It's been a long time since my last. ?The casual observer would not notice the eyebolts on the underside ofthe tabletop and certainly would not suspect the array of whips, crops,floggers and paddles that you show to me under the display part of the chinacabinet.? You smile as I shiver and asoft moan escapes me.? You take me intothe kitchen then through a door that leads back to the foyer.? Unbinding my arms you orderme to my hands and knees.? You climb thestaircase and motion for me to crawl after you.?At the top of the staircase. I had expected to see her dressed and cleaned up but instead she was lying there naked with the covers and the end of the bed. Her legs where invitingly spread.I was shocked and surprised this wasn't what I expected to see. Remember how the other night you told me you had a fantasy of being my slave and eating my pussy over and over again? Well yes I remember saying that.And then she started spreading her legs a little more. Well it is about to come true she said. I knew her pussy was full of. At four am...I slowed I passed, and looked up at the second floor window. As I did, I began to hear soft moans, that were unmistakable. I stopped by the large confer trees at then end of the drive and listened, as the moans got a little more intense.This was bizarre, here I was freezing cold stood practically in a tree listening to sex.I moved slightly so that I could see the window but remained hidden from view. I imagined what could be going on up there. It must have been her mother, as I.