As I followed her out, I kept my eyes focused on her flowing dark hair as it swung in a pendulous wave across her back. I figured that nothing sensual... could happen; lesbianism in this part of the country was rare, but I kept my hopes up nonetheless.As we pulled up to her house, I was amazed at what a beautiful home she had.“What were you expecting? A tipi?” she asked with a disapproving look cast on her face.“What? No, no, no, I just thought it was a nice house,” I stammered.“Relax, hon, I’m. This time we got a lot of answers including the one I'm going to tell you all about.He sends me a real naughty letter including an excellent drawing of me "Frank" and my husband.I was tied up on a mattress with my arms above my head, blindfolded, my legs wide spread, a dildo in my pussy and wood pegs with weights in my nipples, Frank had firm grip at my thigh and was lubricating the tip of an anal vibrator with some jelly.My poor helpless husband was lying on knees and shoulders, gagged, knees. My brain had completely short-circuited at the vision.“Are you going to stand there or do something about what you see?” she asked with a smile.I swallowed and nodded, “Anything you want.”Her smile turned to a grin, “Fuck my brains out? Please?”Given my mental state, that would leave both of us without capacity for rational thought. I walked over to her, took her hand and led her up to my room. She quickly shed the flimsy robe and nodded towards me. I took the hint and quickly undressed, being. I was on my lunch break when I came across something in the newspaper. There was a casting call for a local repertoire theater. "Ah this could be something to do." I told myself after all I did take a course in drama at school and I thought I wasn't all that bad on the boards. I of course had no idea that fate had stepped in and took complete control of not just my life but the life of a couple of family members.My day starts early in the morning so that I can have a lot of free time in the.