And here he and his little girlfriend are snowballinghis cum." That's great Cassie!" Tessa responded, playing up the act for ourbenefit, and getting o...ut her phone. "Could you share them with me?" Absolutely!" Cassandra exclaimed. "Katie, would you like me to send themto you too?"Katie looked like she steeled herself, but then spoke with forcedbrightness, "Yeah, that would be great!" My heart sunk, it really didseem like Katie had known about whatever plan Cassandra and Tessa had,maybe not all. Tommy’s mother. You remember Tommy? You had such a crush on him when you were in high school.’ Karen drew in a breath at those words. She was back, and the old drama seemed to have waited for her return. Joan Patterson had gone to school with Karen’s parents. They were not close friends, Joan never came over to their house. But Karen remembered Tommy. He was a year ahead of her and she had all but thrown herself at him. He knew she liked him but it wasn’t mutual. He didn’t know how to tell her. No one expects you to do that, Miss Lucy. That is only a rule for slaves like me. If anyone tells you to do that please tell your father or one of us?” Charity was able to be completely submissive around us and yet still seem concerned for our well-being and playful.It was not what I thought would happen in this situation at all. I thought BDSM was all about whips, chains, sex, and pain. Charity was naked, and her boobs jiggled when she moved around the kitchen, and her ass-cheeks clapped. I did and she tied the end of the rope that she’d been holding to the eye hook and sat on the porch steps looking down at me.“I’ve never had a boy slave before; are you really a slave or is this just some game you’re playing with your cousins?” she asked.I didn’t know what to answer. I wasn’t absolutely sure myself whether this was real or not; I went back and forth between wishing it were over or had never happened at all and wishing it would go on forever. I said, “I don’t really know.