The rest of the guys were stroking their cocks, watching. Okay, my pussy might be very into whatever was happening in front of me right now, but I sti...ll wasn’t going to just be dragged around. Not unless whoever was doing the dragging asked nicely. Just as I was about to vocalise this thought, a guy came out from behind me, from the hallway. Like the others he was wearing a red mask and armband, but he also had on a pair of long red pants. A tattoo made up of black and red ink covered one side. "Can I be assured of your cooperation?"I gasped, nodding. I was catching my breath as she continued "Now, that necklace will help you understand the reality around here, as well as tell us where you are at all times. If you try to remove it, you... well, you'll be incredibly sorry. Now, can you think of anything you can do to demonstrate your willingness to accept your situation?"Looking down, I silently padded over, and lowered myself into the inflatable chair. "My" chair. Both my parents. So I told her I hadn’t been feeling good. Ending that curiosity quickly.After we got back to work, I would keep sneaking a peak at my new pics when I had a moment of free time, just in disbelief that I had gotten too smell her pussy, feel Becky’s cream on my nose, and on my cock. Seeing what a mess she makes in her panties, so fucking sexy. I wanted more, fuck I wanted those blue wet and creamy panties on my face and nose again.A couple hours went by and my Mother in law had arrived. I said can I take a picture of us together. She said “Why a picture with me, and I am not even dressed properly”. I said “It does not matter I want one for remembering this lunch”. Saying this I came and stood on her right and placed my camera with front camera towards us. I clicked one picture with us looking at the camera. Before I took the second picture I slid my hand from behind as if to hold her and slipped my hand down to her waist. The second picture I saw her smile vanish when my hands.