A Sensual Story of Submission There are somethings that just make you raise an eyebrow. Especially when you haven't had your morning coffee or anything. So I'm laying here in bed trying to figure out exactly how I got into this situation. I went to bed with a naked woman on each side of me and for a change we went right to sleep. It had been a long day of work, followed by a very enjoyable evening. The girls had started training the pigs and had made leashes and collars for them. They decided that Romulas and Remus weren't quite right, so now they were Tom and Jerry. They got them to drink some coconut milk and it wouldn't be long before they could start eating something solid. I was content in working on a grinding wheel for some wild corn that we had found. Not only would it be good for the piglets, we could start making some bread and stuff. I had succeeded in fermenting some wine from the local fruit and we were sampling a little of that which led to a late night wrestling match with a lot of goofing around, and then we fell into bed. So I'm laying here wondering exactly why it is that my wrists and ankles are shackled to all four corners of the bed I also was thinking about how vulnerable this position was. Any time a guy has his legs spread apart like this, it makes him think. About the time I started thinking about escape, I caught the distinct smell of coffee, eggs, and fresh smoked ham on it's way into the house. The door opened and the girls walked in with a big tray that also included juice and fruit. …and then things took a turn
