This is the sleeping porch. The deck had taken twelve years' rainstorms, and winter snows for that matter, before the walls went up.He smiles more nas...tily than Ginnie would like to see and goes down the hall to Cheryl's room. He pounds on the door until Kevin sounds awake."Gully washer. Close your window. I'll get the kids."He goes into the grandchildren's room. The doorway still has muggy air though he can feel sudden coolness two-thirds of the way to the window. He drops the window down to. "Do you mind if I go topless?" asked Bree as if it was a normal every day request."I don't think that would be a good idea," I said, feeling my member stiffening in my shorts."I just want to get an even tan," said Bree."I am just not comfortable with that Bree." OK," said Bree dejectedly.I went down inside the hull of the boat and pulled out a pitcher of iced tea from a small refrigerator I kept on the boat. I poured two glasses and then made a move to go out but then stopped. I figured I had. Hidden underneath were thigh high stockings held up by garters and a pair of white silk bikini panties."Slut, whore, tramp," I hissed with each smack of my hand against her silk covered ass.Karen moaned and whimpered for me to stop all the while attempting to free herself from my grip. I could feel a heat and wetness coming from under her panties against my lap. Eventually, Karen stopped struggling and stiffened and then went limp. I allowed her to slid off my lap to the carpeted floor. As she. ‘Y-yes M-mistress?’ ‘Go get a curved rack and a harness, as well as the plugging equipment.’ ‘Yes, Mis-Mistress!’ The slave shot away, desperate to get everything as soon as he could. Drake was terrified of what ‘plugging’ meant. The trainer holding him- Jess- forced Drake down on his knees. Drake stared down at the ground, trembling. The slave came back with a device that looked a lot like half of a large barrel with clips set on one side, and clips attached to straps which could be loosened.