She smiled and then she kissed me on the lips, giving me a taste of my ownpussy. From that time on I began to relish the taste of my own pussy juice,a...nd eventually I would learn to like the taste of cousin Mary Lou's too. Butthat happened another day---or night!Mary Lou and I shared a bedroom with her two sisters who were younger thanwe were, so we couldn't pursue our new pleasures in the same room-or so Ithought!But one night, after my younger cousins were asleep, she told me to get outof bed. It was a giant torture chamber. There was a rack, chains and pulleys, whips, toys, a machine in the corner I had no idea what it did. Jennifer dragged me to a rack that had restraints at the wrists and ankles.“You are my property now. You will do as I say when I say it,” Jennifer said in a dark controlled voice.She quickly had both of my wrists bound, then quickly my ankles were also secured. I was terrified and so hot. My pussy was actually dripping on the floor I was so excited.“I see you are. I've had threesomes and foursomes. One time I was invited to a gang bang. Now that was really interesting. I was the only woman with eight men. I've never done something so strange in my life.My client had called my agency and they wanted a girl that would have sex with eight men. I arrived at the hotel and the men were all there. I was dressed in a black teddy with a black garter belt, black thigh high stockings, black thong and heels.The men had me kneel on a rug. I was dressed in my outfit. "I just don't want to get involved again, John. I just want to have fun." Yeah, well if you call it that, how come you go around with a face like a sack of spuds? A regular mister potato head you are, these days. Put it behind you please, Simon?"With a sigh, Simon acquiesced. "I'll try, John. It's not easy, though."John play-punched him on the arm, like young men do. "That's the spirit. Now, you go and do whatever it is you do when you're not coming out with me and leave me to look after.