395 is un attached to her shackles and turned around to face the two cruel men that are torturing her. Sir Thomas then speaks to her in a harsh tone..., ?Number 395, as you see, there is not a thing in your room. You will earn every piece of furniture in herewith certain tasks that you will be completing. Chores, and various activities that we have assigned for you. ? Master Rob then takes over and says ?395, your first task is to make me and Sir Thomas cum, multiple times. Then you will be. I heard the toilet flush andfound a couch to sit on so that mom would not come out of the bathroomand see me with a hard-on. Bob was grinning like the cat that ate thecanary and I knew I was in trouble, again.When it was time to leave, Bob told me in front of my mother that I waswelcome to come by anytime. He said if I want to use his place to studyI could do that. When mom went to use the bathroom again before weleft, the conversation changed a bit. Bob said that he would beinterested in. My dick slowly withered and eventually slipped out of her pussy, allowing the draining of our combined juices to drench the bed. She clasped me to her ample breasts, my face along side hers. I could feel the hot panting of her excited breath in my ear. I could feel the soft pillows of my aunts full breasts pressing against and cushioning my chest. As I lifted my head slightly, I realized that Uncle Bill had knelt at the head of the bed and slipped his cock in Aunt Dorothys mouth, just inches. I have to admit that I was not entirely confident about the coming day; over the years, I’d been taught, or had learned, how to behave ‘properly’ in a wide variety of social situations, but assisting my girlfriend at a porno shoot had NOT been one of them. Not even at college when, under the guidance of our professors, we’d role-played potential stressful situations we might encounter as hospital administrators, had this possibility been covered. I mean, it’s not like I was worried about.