I was lying, on my bed, completely naked, on hand in my pussy, the other on my breasts when I heard someone speak."Well this is truly a sexy sight," T...e person said.I freaked out, shut my computer, and covered myself with a blanket before looking up. It was Brandon. He was wearing no shirt and some shorts. There was a bulge sticking out. I knew he was hard."What are you doing in my room?" I asked, knowing where this was going.He smiled. "Just enjoying the show,"To this day I don't know what. My hair was soaked and the pee was dripping off my boobs and my chin. I knew they wondered if I was kinky enough to drink it. I'd been doing that since I was six years old with my sister. That was the easiest weird thing I did all night! I would get some in my mouth, roll it around like it was champagne, and make a show of gagging and spitting. If you were there watching, I think you might have been upset, but I enjoy being a bottom playing a sex slave role. The men were beating off and. " Assignment?" Lenny interrupted suddenly, "What am I supposed to be? Some kind of a spy or something?" Well," Lyle was trying to make his tones as comforting as possible, "in a way that's precisely what you're going to be. You see this machine model here?"Lenny nodded and stared at the strange device in confusion."That machine is called a xylotrope. It was invented by Masters McClain, president of Xylotropic Industries Incorporated. It is beginning to present a real danger to our vested. As it did me after watching her. A day later, I finished working around six and just for amusement turned on the cam in my bedroom to see my wife with one of her protégés in her office taking about the business. I left the picture on but turned the sound down, as the quality was poor when they were in the office part of the room. It gave me something to look at while I had some coffee and put my feet up. When I looked up again they were both in the bedroom, Jane had her hand on her hips and.