Do you want to find us a place?”Elsa looked surprised, “I guess. Sure.”“I have some requirements you might like.”Elsa looked questioning.“...ou meet me there Friday afternoon and depart a week later on Sunday morning.”Elsa burbled for a few seconds, “You mean... nine days?”“Yes. Oh, and a few other things.”She gasped, “What?”“First class all the way, but you probably guessed that. Tom and I can’t handle all of you women without help. You’re all going to be horny and wearing hardly any clothes. We. It's not hard to believe, my mom looks really young and I look older than 17. We finished eating and did the dishes together like usual but I couldn't shake the feeling something was wrong with her. I stayed up kind of late, mom was already in bed. But I don't have school in the morning so whatever. Like a normal teenage boy, I watch a lot of porn and I was jacking off for about an hour when I started to get really thirsty. Ah porn, it's hard to leave but at least it will always be. I removed the shorts which were all I was wearing and padded downstairs to the kitchen. My slave, quite naked herself, was already working on a pile of vegetables at the table. As I entered, she looked at me, seeing my arousal, stood and bent over the table presenting her clearly wet pussy to my gaze."You're late," I said, allowing more than a hint of displeasure to colour my voice."Yes, Master. Your slave begs your forgiveness." Why are you late, Slave?" I would never have thought, a few. The eyepatch is kind ofmysterious."Okay, pirate scullery maid, put the ice pack back on."Pinky and Mistress Braun return with a white dress. "We found this withclothing from the '20's, so it may be an antique." They pull it over me.Well they kind of sausage me into it. I am fairly petite, but the lastgurl who was found to be innocent must have been a waif. They button thedress from behind and it is tight. The important thing is that I amwrapped in innocence. I am grinning very hard.My.