It was almost like being jacked off with a huge hand. We were getting so hot that sweat was running over both of us and it only acted like lubricant. ...I was getting more and more turned on and there was no way I could deny it. Ideas were rushing through my mind. Was it the feeling of having my cock worked or the fact it was my sisters ass that had me so turned on? It hurt my head to think about it and I wanted to just go with the feeling. I want to cum. I needed to cum. At times it seemed she. She laughed and said it was like none of them had ever seen a woman before. I smiled and nodded, secretly empathizing with those poor guys. I’m sure they had all seen woman before, but I can’t imagine them being more beautiful than her. The conversation was light, fun. We fell back into the same pattern we had left off with. We were both so comfortable with one another. The meal was good, and the wine made it better. By the end of the night we had empty plates and an empty bottle. She leaned. The resort was set back from a blindingly bright sandy beach. Palm trees swayed in the breeze. There were umbrellas and canvas cabanas on the beach, and a bar. It sure didn't look like Majorca."You may speak." Said Butthead."Where ... Where am I, sir?" This is the Bondage Resort called Legion, in Brunei." Where is Brunei, sir?" In Borneo. Your parents will never find you, slave. The sultan comes here often. We have an arrangement with him and the police."Timmy moaned and tears ran down his. “Did you call for me Ma’am?” I saw her sitting in an over-sized cushioned chair wearing a flimsy white silk robe, which didn’t hide the fact she was wearing sexy red stockings, matching garters and bra. Nor did it hide her incredibly tight, firm body or her protruding nipples. I immediately started to think about horrible things, like dead seal pups and the oldest female toy makers that were well past 1000 years old, so my cock wouldn’t grow in my tight pants and announce my reaction to her.