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I spent the first week at the villa being played with nearly constantly. But it WAS constant for my mum. I was lucky in that my father never touched me, it was just my Grandpa and Uncle who did, but she had all three wanting to play with her. And if my Grandpa or Uncle played with her, it was one less for me. Looking back now it was a very selfish way to look at it, as long as I was ok … I of course was worried about my mum, she hardly ever made sounds of distress, when they played with her, in part I think to nothing being done about it, and so when I did hear it from her I knew that things must be bad for her to make those sounds, especially as extreme she knew that that meant she would be punished afterwards. I knew from talking to mum that she didn’t like playing with my Uncle, and if I had the choice I would always go with my Grandpa and not with my Uncle. He liked to give me pain, as he said that I liked it and enjoyed it, but I learnt to keep quiet the same as mum so that I wasn’t punished afterwards. So it was a good time for us both when we were able to relax in the pool, or sit together in the sun, getting our bodies a tan. During the last week we went out a few times venturing down the hill to a local tavern. My father was a very sociable guy, and would talk to anyone and everyone. Within a few minutes in the tavern, he had established who were locals, tourists etc. He told the tavern owner that we were going home in 3 days time, and we would come in one last time the next evening. The following evening my father set out what he wanted me to wear, and did the same for my mum. I had to wear my new summer dress, but there was no underwear on my bed with the dress, so I went in their bedroom to ask if I may be allowed to wear some. My dress was very floaty and short, and I was afraid that if there was a breeze, my bottom would be on show, or worse, my cunny. I knocked on their bedroom and was told to come in. My father was putting on his shirt, and my mum was lying on the bed, and sucking his cock as he stood by the bed next to her. Her legs were open wide and every couple of minutes he would slap her between the legs. I could see how her face changed whenever he did this. I didn’t want to ask my father about my underwear once I go into their bedroom and saw what he was doing, but I didn’t have another excuse for being there, so I stuttered it out. My father just looked at me for a minute, then turned to look at my mum and said to her “why does she think she deserves to wear knickers tonight” Didn’t I tell you both that you are not allowed to wear any this holiday. You are lucky that you are not going out not wearing anything at all. And all the time he was saying this, he was slapping mum’s cunny. Her legs instinctively tried Bondage to close when it was a big slap, but he growled to her to keep them open. I said how sorry I was, and tried to get out of the bedroom, but he said to my mum about how disappointed he was with me, that I never followed instructions, and how it was all her fault. He increased the size of the slaps, and where he was doing it, sometimes on her breasts making them jump on her chest, or just on her cunny again and again. I started to cry saying again how sorry I was, and that I would go and finish getting ready. The last thing I heard was my father telling my mum that she had better show her thanks for not disciplining me and her for being so disrespectful. I hated when she was punished for something I had done/or not done. I finished putting on my sandals, and went into the lounge to wait for the rest of the family. My Grandpa was there looking very smart in some trousers and a shirt. He told me to come and sit with him while we were waiting for the others. When I Started to walk over to him he took his cock out of his trousers, so that it just flopped onto his japanese belly. He told me to sit on his lap, and as I went to climb up to sit sideways on, he moved me so that I was sitting with my back to him. I felt him lift my dress out of the way, and his cock was then between my bottom and my cunny. I hoped it wasn’t going to go in my bottom as this hurt the most. My Uncle came in after a few minutes just as my Grandpa pushed his cock inside my cunny. My Uncle complained that he had missed out, and my Grandpa laughed and said he could have me later. My father and mum came in, and my father looked very dashing. Our family could use more room. She was minutes away from finding these panties. I told them it had a head, extreme which is a sailing japanese term for the bathroom. It was Friday afternoon when my plane landed back in the states. "Come back here, I'm not done!" She looked at him as he gave her a satisfied smile, then climbed onto the bed and laid down next to her, his covered cock still hard. The rest of the seating is random. Her pussy mound was sticking up nicely, and the crotch of her panties had a pretty Bondage little wet circle forming. He was strong through and he forced his hand up further, now his index finger was touching my panties under my skirt. Instead he said, "You better get cleaned up."