" Very real, Master Brian," I replied as I stepped out of the shadows sohe could see me for the first time. As he stood there looking at me Iwas afrai... that he would not want me.Telling me to stay where I was, he walked back to his car where he got abag out of the trunk, and walked back to me, with a big smile on hisface. Taking my hand he walked me over to a picnic table where heemptied his bag. There were all sorts of bondage gear in his bag. Thefirst thing he did was put a collar around my. Cheap. Fast.”Ah, good, I thought, he spoke understandable English. Most here spoke English as well, if not better, than I did. But they weren’t all understandable by an American. It was we, the Americans, who were insular in that regard, not others in the world.“Yes, please,” said, and I hardly had the words out before he had the trunk of his taxi open and my suitcase stowed away. The trunk lid came down, and there it was. I was his captive now. From the look of him, I think I could live with. "And what about my holes?" she asked.I leaned in close, our noses only centimeters apart. My fingers slowly traveled from her knee up her thigh to the hem of her sundress. "I'll take care of them all. I'll clean your asshole with my tongue. Then you'll suck on my fingers as I fill your warm pussy with my throbbing cock..."As I said this I took her hand and placed it gently on top of my groin, letting her feel how hard I was for her. As her hand squeezed her thighs rubbed together, her pussy. " We all got up and moved into the bedroom where Mitzie hopped up onto the bed and scooted over to the middle. Mom and Aunt Margie sat on the bed on either side of her and motioned for me to sit facing her between her legs. Aunt Margie whispered "Just close your eyes darling and enjoy what we're doing."They began slowly rubbing their hands over her stomach and I watched as Aunt Margie began moving her fingers around her own daughter's nipples. The puffy nipples began to constrict and the.