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SIBLING SUMMER CAMP [ Epilogue A ] “Another week at summer camp?” said Gail in surprise. She and Toby were talking to Sheila, who had just offered them a fifth week. “That’s right,” said Sheila. “Doing what?” asked Toby suspiciously. He was tired of being the slave to his sister. It had been fun, but he wanted a turn in charge again. “Being mistress and master again,” said Sheila. “Gail, you will be mistress to another boy and Toby, you will be master to a girl.” “Do our parents know?” “They’ve been contacted and said it’s OK. They were kind of surprised that you’re two of our star graduates and get the special additional week.” Gail thought back to the innocent young girl she’d been a month ago. She was surprised herself that she could be a star pupil of a bondage school. “I’m game,” said Gail. “Me, too,” said Toby. “Who are our slaves?” “We like to save that for a surprise,” said Sheila. “Tomorrow morning you will go to the cells and find one with your name on the outside. Look inside and you’ll see your slave for the week. Oh, and you can trade off with each other if you want a girl and he wants a boy,” added the counselor. “Can we use the special room?” asked Gail. “Umm, yes and no,” said Sheila. “The girl yes, she likes it hard. The boy, no. He’s just not into that.” “Will you be there to help us?” “No, not this week, Gail,” said Sheila. “This is a week when you can free lance. Do whatever you want. There will be a couple counselors around to help you find things, but mostly you’re on your own.” There was an air of mystery as the two kids wandered into the hallway and looked at the cell doors the next morning. Of the 32 kids that had gone through the camp during the past month, there were only eight of them in the final week. One for each cell. Gail went down the hall to the door with her name on it. It was right next to Toby’s cell. Holding her breath, Gail opened the peephole into the cell and peered in. She stared at the big man that was standing in the center of the room. Sheila had said it was a boy, but Gail was thinking this was a big damn boy. He was naked and her eyes went immediately to the 8-inch hard cock. She thought about how good that would feel up inside her and then let her eyes wander up to his face. She recognized Mr. Tallman… Chuck, she reminded herself. He was one of the male counselors. And he was all hers for the whole week. She remembered Sheila saying that she did this because she liked it. Apparently other counselors liked it, too and some went both ways. “Oh, fuck, yeah,” breathed Toby as he peeked in at his slave. Gail thought her little brother sounded like he’d died and gone to heaven. “Who do you have?” asked Gail, pushing in front of him to look. She peered in at the “girl.” Gail’s eyes ran up the long, long legs to the shaved pussy. The exposed pussy already glistened with juices just from anticipation. The woman had a slender waist and toned tummy. She had big, double D tits that stood out with no sag topped with big, suckable nipples. She was gorgeous. Gail looked up at the woman’s face. “Sheila!?” exclaimed Gail, feeling herself get wet between the legs. |