“Some one paged me.” I said.She hesitated.“Hello?” I asked. I recognized the voice but still I could not place it. My mind must have been clou...ed since I was lusting over Victors bod.“I must have called the wrong number.” and she hung up.Victor’s hot body was still on my mind and I grabbed a wadded up towel to masturbate while fantasizing about him forcing me to have sex. I was grinding away getting really wet. Then the pager went off again. It was the same number. I ignored it. I brought. That would come later.The first move to Heidi becoming a 'slave' was a subtle one and neither of us saw it for what it was when we received an invitation to attend a 'Charity Auction' which MG and her husband Deke had organised to support their cause. The charity was vaguely referred to as being something to do with improving race relations.The invite came with a few instructions the first of which was that Heidi had to be available for at least a couple of days after the actual auction, that. A beautiful blonde, great figure, her gown was open just hanging a part I could see her lovely naked body. Excitement kicked it right there, but I still didn’t know how to approach the situation. I could see a few people leaving and it was horny knowing they were going to a room to have some fun. I sat there drinking my beer and a guy in what looked like his 50’s came and sat next to me. He introduced himself to me as Barry, we got chatting and Barry was telling me about the club and what can. A couple of weeks after this discussion, Gracie came home from a girl’s night out and stopped by our bedroom door. Fran and I were just lying talking at the time and invited Gracie to come in and join the conversation. She slipped off her shoes and climbed on the bed, wriggling her way in between us. She bent over and kissed first her Mom and then me. Not just a peck though, a full on French kiss. She tangled her tongue with mine especially, delving into every corner of my mouth. Of.