I woke as it was starting to get dark so I woke Layla and we went into the shower.I dressed Layla in yet another see-through skirt and top and we went...to eat before another night in a few bars but on our own.*****The following day we got the buses to the same beach but earlier in the day. Layla was a bit disappointed that she didn’t have to stand and have a man’s face right in front of her pussy but she made up for it by wanting 2 trips into the dunes to put on a similar show for the wandering. She has never shown anyone her entire collection; too embarrassing to even consider. But, her Master issued a command to bring everything to the hotel and lay it out for him. She looks at the small but impressive array of items. "What will he think of me after looking at this stuff?" she wonders. She takes note at the many dildos that are way too huge for her body and considers hiding them. She has never been able to fit them into either of her holes, the pain was too intense. She fears that. “Yes, Master, that is definitely true ... you know what else is true?” Sandy asked Julian with a hint of mischief in her eyes.“What would that be, sugar plum?” Julian used one of many pet names for his first ever slut-slave, a woman whose utter thralldom to him had set things in motion.“I need that cock of yours up my ass, pretty please! You know that I’m hooked on sodomy, especially with you, and I also want my cunt fucked good, so I can have your baby! Face it, Master, you’re stuck with me.. I laughed and scared him, so that he jumped up and covered his little dick, but he stood there with sister's panties in his mouth."What are you doing," I said, still laughing.He started crying because he'd been caught jerking off wearing sister's panties."Aw don't cry bro! We've all been caught jerking off at some point."Of course I didn't tell him that I got caught on purpose, and it was our sister who I set up to catch me. My mind went back to that time. I got her to stroke my dick a few.