Jennifer woke with a smile on her face and a very nice feeling between her legs. She didn't want to open her eyes as she thought she might lose the sensation that was even better than those few occasions when she would find enough privacy at home to touch herself down there. Mostly it reminded her though of when her uncle had teased her last night. Just before he made her beg to be taken he had tormented her by sliding his cock lightly between her waiting lips.
The memory of what he had done to her, the memory of what she had begged him to do, wiped the smile off her face and she opened her eyes.
"Uncle, what are you doing?"
"I'm playing with your pussy, my little slut, and by the look on your face and the juices pouring from your cunt I would say you were enjoying it."
"What? No! Of course I'm not enjoying it. You're my uncle. This is wrong!"
"It may be wrong and I may be your uncle but while we are on holiday you promised to act like my girlfriend and this is what I do with my girlfriends. Of course, I could just send you home to your grandfather and you could show him your holiday snaps. In fact, I think I'll take another just now for him."
As he climbed off the king size bed and went through the adjoining door to his own room, seemingly to get his camera, Jennifer saw her chance to escape. However, it was only then that she realised she was going nowhere.
She had been so drowsy when she first woke, lulled by the pleasant sensations starting between her legs and coursing throughout her young body, that she hadn't even realised she was tied to the bed. Her arms and legs were spread to the four corners of the bed, securely bound to the bedposts with what looked like stockings.
"Uncle, let me go! Let me go."
"I will, Jennifer, but I think your grandfather would love to see your naked body displayed in all its glory, don't you?"
Her uncle didn't give her the chance to answer as he began to take one photo after another, some of her whole defenceless body and some close ups of her breasts and pussy. The more he snapped with his camera, the more she struggled against her bonds, and the more she realised she could do nothing to stop him. Jennifer slumped back down onto the bed, trying to turn her face from the all-seeing lens of the camera but she knew there was no escape.
"Now what shall we do next, my little plaything?" he asked her, finally putting down the camera and sparing her blushes just a little.
"Please untie me, uncle," she pleaded.
"Well, if you insist but I quite like you being so helpless. I'll tell you what; I'll set you free if you do something for me."
Jennifer couldn't imagine anything that could be worse than being imprisoned like this at the mercy of her perverted uncle so she agreed with a resignation that she was becoming accustomed to.
"Anything. Just untie me please."
"Excellent," her evil relative replied as he began to free her legs. "I want you to masturbate for me."
"No, uncle. I could never do that! Please just untie me. I'll do anything else you want. Not that."
"But that's what I want, Jennifer. Still, if you really don't want to then I'll just call Reception and ask them to send us up some breakfast. I'm sure they are used to seeing young girls tied to their beds."
Jennifer knew she was defeated. Her uncle had still to untie her hands and his implication was clear. He would think nothing of exposing her to the hotel staff and she would still be tied to the bed; she would feel unable to ever come out of the room again as her shame would go before her and she would never be able to face the staff again.