Sally's 13 year-old son, Jeff was one of the new Tenderfoots and this would be his first ever Scout camp. It was also his first time away from home an... he had begged his mother to volunteer for the Jamboree and after some long and heated discussions with Jeff and his father she had reluctantly agreed. The major issue for Sally was she really didn't like the outdoors and the hardships you had to endure for a two-week camp out; no she much preferred a nice clean and comfy hotel.Finally the bus. After whipping she ate some food and didn’t offer me anything to eat to my bad luck she put a bra and pantie on my mouth and I am not able to speak anything she ordered me to press her legs while I am pressing her legs she slept and without gap I am pressed her legs for 2 hrs and my hands are paining like hell and I am crying some drops of tears fell on her legs and she woke up with anger u bitch spoiled my sleep and gave me a hard slap on my face and I fell on floor she went away with anger. I phone Scott, "Are you ready now? Why don't you go ahead and come to my room, we can talk a bit while I finish getting ready." "Sure, on my way. Can I bring anything?" he sounds really nervous now, I can barely stifle my giggles. "Ummm....I have wine here, just bring you." I closed that statement with a very exacting tone, and hung the phone up before he could say more. Ten minutes later I see shadows moving under my door, I peek through the little peephole and see Scott pacing at my hotel. "Like it Ms. Perry," said Fleck. "I had it made just for you." You shouldn't have," I snap.Fleck sneered, "Chain her up!"Wyman dragged me to the island and hooked each one of my chains to the metal hooks so my arms were stretched across the island's rough surface and my chest rested against it, forcing me to stand on my toes. My head hung just over the island so I couldn't rest it, but had to hold it up. Wyman smiled down at me, grabbed my head and thrust his groin into my face."Oh yeah," he.