It’s a position I know that she’ll find uncomfortable after a while, but for this demonstration it shouldn’t be an issue.“Well done,” says M...nique. “I think we can find a use for your skills. What bondage ties do you know?”“Umm ... the box tie and shrimp tie I’ve done here, obviously,” I reply. “I can also do a reverse shrimp tie, a breast tie, a ball tie, a crotch tie, and a rope harness. There’s a few variations of those ties which I know about, and I can do a few other types of knots as. His willingness to try so hard endeared him to her. His brother was a little more resilient, having forced himself to make a couple of children by the biological insemination method (and one with a spoon of semen inserted... ), and he was asked to help. Seems proper sex was regarded by some as lucky for producing good babies – which of course means boy babies in this world (like in ours in some places). As was proven (to them) by the fact that the spoon-fed semen one was a girl and the other. I heard a muffled giggle coming from the door to the room and turned to see a figure standing next to the open door. I was in shock when I discovered that the girl next to the door, looked identical to the girl that was laying next to me in bed. It looked as if she had been there for quite some time. She must have enjoyed what had played out before her eyes."Who are you?" I blurted out."Hush, it’s me, baby. I’m Tasha.”"Who's this?" I asked turning to look at the woman lying naked next to me in. Bethany entered the bedroom as I rose. I gave her a "come along" gesture and she followed me into the bathroom. Taylor was kneeling in the tub. When she saw me enter, she opened her mouth.Bethany's eyes were very wide. "Master, what are you going to do?" I could tell she was referring to both of us.I answered, "I need to take my morning piss." That word sounded nastier than pee or urinate. "Taylor is being a good slut receptacle for it." With that, I let go aiming at her mouth and the rest of.