He told me to come in the bathroom and get into the tub on all fours and he started to bind me together. Hand to hand then between my legs to my ankle... and tied to the spout on the tub. Then he grabbed a pillow case and stuck it over my head. What the fuck was he about to do all I could think was he’s going to for sure make me regret this position. I listened closely. I heard a small plastic bag wrestle. I could not figure out what it was. Then it hit me. Previously about two weeks before this. And it always catches the sun in the summer and I know the perfect place to setup the lounger for the longest sun exposure.Chin-chin!The gin has gone down a treat and I’ve been here for a couple of hours. It’s pretty quiet for a Sunday with only bird song and the smell of BBQ’s to disturb the tranquillity. I’m laid on my front and I’ve been drifting in and out of sleep for the last 30 mins. I’m so relaxed and a little tipsy. I turn over, sit up, take another sip of my drink, lay back and close. "Mama Campbell looked over at the pair of them. "Betty. Take a couple of asperins go upstairs, and go to sleep. There ain't nothin' that needs your attention down here. Go on with you, now." Betty looked up at Mama Breen, then stood and put her arms around her neck. "I'm sorry, Mommy. I feel like I'm on some sort of d**gs. I just can't get moving, this morning. My legs feel like they weigh a ton apiece." Mama Campbell looked over at her, a devilish smile on her face. "Couldn't have anything to. In one scoop, you pick me up off the counter and sweetly place me in the tub. I get a chill as the hot water washes over my exhausted body. You kneel by the tub and start to kiss me passionately, oh how I want you to take me again. As our kissing continues, you reach your hand in the tub, and start to massage my breasts causing my nipples to harden. You then work your hand slowly down my submerged body making me tingle with excitement. As your hand reaches my pussy, I let out a quiet sigh. We.