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Bondaged Christine.

He was unaware of what they had been doing, nor did he care as he worked on preparing a light snack for now along with the meal tonight. His words spoken softly. "Lotion is in the smaller pack if anyone wants to use it."

The larger pack near him was opened, taking out several tins and smaller containers that he set up on the small counter to use later after fully preparing the food, his back was to them and he knew that dressed the way or lack thereof would give them both something to look at if they chose to.
 
We was both watching his muscles and body, even as I finally found the lotion. My hands worked over the cream on my daughter, ever the mother to keep her from getting sunburnt. The nice about it was when I lost my concentration, and just worked on her like she was still a young girl... My hands lost in the massage, only feeling the clothes stopped me from palming her breasts or lotioning more than her asscheeks...

But then she was just as transfixed at the sight of her half-brother, and feeling my warm hands sliding on her skin was a nice feeling for her too. I was just surprised that she reciprocated, pulling me in front of her, then pushing me to my knees to reach my shoulders and neck with her dainty little hands. Our moans as she rested her titties on my back and grabbed my naked ones in her oily palms made my son avare us. I was just happy that my girl seemed to be dominant too...
 
He had heard some noise and turned several times to watch them applying liberal amounts of the lotion to each other's bodies. It was a sight that had him moving a little uncomfortably around the kitchen before regaining composure and speaking.
"Go enjoy the sun, will call you later when food is ready."
With that he went back to the food preparation, trying to keep thoughts away from his sister, she was still so young and pure that he knew it would not be good to go there right now as she might tell his father.
 
A little dizzy and horny, but I finally could react to what was happening when my daughter giggled, leaving me there on my knees, saying out loud "You are all ready now!" And I was... If my son just turned towards me, he would se my eyes glazed over, lips open, awaiting his cock to suck on it...

But the moment fly away, and I stood up growling, running after my girl, finally arriving at the sun, where the reality of what happened, and what could happen still made me loose all arousal... after all, I was free, and it would be my choice... And I choose to just lay down, and forget about sex.
 
The hours passed relatively slowly, working away in the kitchen had him working up quite a sweat. The nearby stream would have been perfect but he opted to use the small shower out the back of the cabin, closer and quicker for him. Returning to the kitchen dressed in just shorts he set about serving up the food and leaving it on the large table before calling out the front door.
"Come on ladies, food is ready."
 
I really was hot and bothered by all the sun, the last two days, and just about everything... Even the light wind against my naked breasts and pussy - for I kept opening my legs for some light touches of air and sun - made me aroused.

So, It was really hard to pretend I was not affected, but pretend I had to, even if getting on some clothes for the table was against my slave mindset. But I reached a compromise with myself, putting on a shirt of my son, and nothing more. It covered my middle, even some of my tights, if not perfectly covering anything when I sat down.

But it seemed that neither of my child had a problem with it... "Well, what I can say, I am a closet nudist." I said at their questioning eyes, grinning, feeling better than ever after my divorce...
 
He was smiling as he organized the drinks while waiting for them to arrive back at the cabin, sitting down he had looked over at his mother once at what she wore and laughed at her words. His sister was still glancing in her direction every now and then as he began to eat his share of the food.

About half way through he spoke.

"How was the sun ladies? Anyone take a dip in the stream?"
 
"No about before, but I am thinking about it now..." I reply, eating lightly. I am more thirsty than hungry, after all, even if it is not just for food.

"Do you two think that we could find a ball somewhere and play in the water?" I ask the two, remembering how we played before, when they was just young children... I want the weekend to be like that, without all of the sexual air...

But what I want and what I get is so different, that I need it to be different after all this time. I am just past my 35th birthday, but my parents and my first husband, then the second, I did not really got too much freedom... Having a boy that young and then a girl took much out of me, making me a slave for life... The only thing I could do is to really get my pleasure where I could. And now I have this inkling to have my children take me as their plaything...

So, I am a lost case, a little crazy, and have to keep it from affecting their lives. I try to step back to what I know worked with them before... But my mind, my body, and my soul is really out of whack.
 
He smiled at his mother's words knowing that she was fighting the inner desires, his lack of clothes was probably not helping and finishing off his meal he stood and carried plate to the sink rinsing it up before leaving for several minutes to change into a pair of jeans and shirt. A quick glance in the hallway cupboard structure revealed the smaller box down the bottom, assorted items in it and taking the ball and small frisbee he laughed softly.
"I remember having the ball games in water before, never tried frisbee but should be similar" He said waiting for them to finish so they could walk slowly down to the stream.
 
I calmed down enough to just leave the shirt on, laughing and playing in the water. I no longer felt conflicted, and as my legs got wet in the cold stream, so was I hot enough to combat the numbness of my toes. It was a great feeling, playing freely with my children in the nature... I did not cared about anything, after all, my Master was there... I mean, my son...

But it was nice of my Mistress, I mean daughter, that she did not cared either, and just get on with it...
Doing everything with a smile they asked for, and without question showed how confortable I was with them... It was just everyday things, like "Stop, get out, bring us something to drink, loose the shirt, stay there..." nothing really sexual at all, but for me, their obedient little slave it was all exciting... It seemed that with them both here my willpower was overcome with theirs...
 
He exchanged a few glances towards his sister as they played together, it was even better today to be out enjoying nature and every part of it with family. It was a blast and possibly why he felt more relaxed as eyes zeroed in on her lower body for a few minutes as he placed the large rug down away from the water's edge and removed his shirt. Having already stripped down to trunks before entering the water, the sun's rays were demanding to hit his chest and back so he was happy to oblige as he glanced at the bottle of lotion and said.
"Want to rub it in Mother."
 
"As you wish.." I reply, and my hands are iching for the feel of the slick lotion on the muscled body... A man's body... My masters body... And I remember how my mistress felt under my hands, wanting nothing more to repeat the caresses and the sliding of hands... Of course, just like always, without any sexual innuendo... But I cant help myself, I just feel too great, in a bliss from the sun, the opportunity, but more from the eyes and directions of my children...

I know I am bad, but knowing it does not make it go away, so I start lotioning my hands, and massaging it into the skin of my son. Everywhere I can reach, and even under his shorts if he removes it... There is no need for him to ask, as any naked skin is my playground.
 
He heard the eagerness in her voice knowing full well that she would readily take up the challenge to play with his body, eyes glancing towards his sister for a few before leaning up as she bent over him and speaking softly. "Want to rub lotion into my cock." He did not wait for a response knowing that they had both seen him naked in the kitchen, it was a ploy of sorts to see if sister would be interested as he removed his shorts and threw them off to the side next to the ball and frisbee. His cock was semi hard and the lotion would act as a lubricant for not just a handjob but something more sexual if his mother was daring.
 
I did not even blushed as I started to cover him with my hands, lubricating and massaging his cock to a nice erection... "Want me to shave your shaft and balls next time, Master?" I ask, looking at my daughter covertly.

She is watching us, and it seems she is removing her own clothes. "Hey, if you finished with him, you can lotion me up too!" her voice is heavy with unsaid words, and I know that when I am finished with my son, I would be starting on my daughter... And as I almost finished covering his scrotum and ass with the lotion, it is time to change target.
 
He could only grin at her words as he felt his shaft harden even more, his eyes roaming to where his sister had indeed stripped off and reaching out the scooped up some of the excess lotion and with sparkling eyes rubbed his mother's leg that he could in fact reach. His words said loud enough for both of them to hear. "Let me oil you both up and perhaps we can use it for other purposes."
 
I almost disagreed with him, well, not as a mother, but as a slave who got her job robbed... But if that was his wish, then I would accept... "As you wish..."

Then I just stood or kneeled there, hot from the sun, and panting with sexual heat too. My eyes followed his movements and my daughter's reactions, as I kept my gaze away from my masters eyes.
 
He had a sly plan formulating, his sister had showed that she was not adverse to the touch of her mother but it was becoming apparent that she may want more. Warming his hands up before taking more of the oil he began to rub it into the soft smooth skin of his mother's legs, working up higher he leaned close and caught the eye from his sister, words whispered. "Your turn next, I want you to lay on your back legs spread and eyes closed." His fingers now had moved higher to work on the inner calves of his mother, teasingly touching her pussy wondering if she would catch the drift of what he had meant earlier.
 
I was moaning softly at my son's ministartions, distraughtly following his words, not knowing that my daughter followed them also... But she did not closed her eyes, as she was watching me open up for her brother...
 
The soft moans filled his ears but at the same time from the corner of his right eye he noticed the look from his sister, she was intently watching what he was doing and flashing her a wide smile he slid his oiled up middle finger into the soft pink flesh as thumb slowly rubbed her hardening clitoris in a slow circular motion. His free hand took some more oil onto it before rubbing it all over her upper body teasing cupping her large marvellous mounds of flesh, lightly pinching her nipples as he spoke in a soft tone. "You like this don't you sis, want to experience it."
 
As I moaned, I could not see what her reaction was, until I felt her presence next to me, her feminine hands joining her brothers in stroking my boobs and slit. I had to grab the sunbed with my hands, and think about heavy bondage for not to stop them, but my choosen reaction for today was emotional slavery, so I could get lots of pleasure out of my Master and Mistress caressing my body without fleeing away.

But it was hard, very hard, for the mindset of a mother was always trying to make me stop it.
 
He watched her move closer to begin caressing her own mother, his eyes sparkled at the thoughts that were occurring right now and stopping his own rubbing for several minutes he moved to sit back, giving his sister plenty of room to work more now. She was really getting into it and was soon placing her own fingers against her mother's clitoris and labia, sliding them in he could tell that his own sister's arousal was slowly peaking as well. A sly grin spread across his face as he spoke softly. "So sis, want to know what really turns mom on, take the light rope and tie her hands together."
 
She surely would not do it, I thought, but as I opened my eyes, I could see my innocent daughter flash towards the rope... I instantly started to get up, but my son pushed me back, grinning like a madman.

There was a longing for fast and sure hands for my daughter in me, for I knew that she was very handy with ropes, being a girl scout and sometimes going sailing with her father in the summer... And my nipples and clit was still hard from her touches.
 
He held her down until his sister came back with the rope, it was securely tied not just around her mother's hands but legs were stretched wide and tied to the small posts that had been put in. It was convenient for them both now, they both could ply their mother's body but his sister now took charge and began to use her well oiled up slender fingers to rub the inner calves, working higher at a steady rate he watched in amazement as her fingers dipped into the soft pink flesh of her mother's pussy. His cock hardened even more and moving to sit next to his tied up mother watched his sister work mother up into a total lust filled moment.
 
I was put into my place easily, and could not think coherently any more. Squirming and moaning under the sensual assault, my pussy was moistening like a fountain...

"Let me suck you, Master!" I remember panting out, when the small girly hand started its way into my cunt. I never fantasized about being fisted, nor about my own daughter, but having a Mistress work on me really heightened my excitement.
 
The words that came out of his own mother's mouth right now were a little unexpected, he was sure that her arousal may have reached a new height being that her own daughter was turning her body on fire. His eyes met his sisters and with a soft chuckle just reached out to not only caress, tease but pinch her hardening nipples. "Not yet. You must follow your Mistress and her wants now."
 
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