You will be like this most of the day.”“What does my Master have planned?”In between her giggles Missy said, “Just wait and you will see … s...o to speak.” The handcuffs were removed and Angel stood there nude, blindfolded with her hands at her sides when she heard Master Keith’s voice asking his slaves, :”Is she ready?”“She is, Master.” Dawn responded.Angel could not believer her ears. Was her Master going to allow Master Keith to use her as his own slave, she thought. Angel always had known. "You really went all out on him," she said with a smile. "Shoes,stockings, makeup, his hair's cute too. Is that a petticoat he'swearing?" Uh huh," Carrie said proudly. "Remember, you bought it for me to wearwith that outfit, and the bride's dress too?" Oh yes, I almost forgot all about it," Mom smiled as she ran herfingers across the outline of my bra straps. "Did you really make himgo all the way?" Sure," Carrie giggled. "Princesses don't wear boy's underwear, thatwould be dumb. What the heck,. "The line went dead. There was something definitely wrong. A horrifying thought hit me; could she be up the duff? But surely it was too early to tell if she was pregnant? It had been about three weeks since our first shag, and even if I had impregnated her then, which was highly unlikely given the poor performance, she wouldn't be showing anything yet. And what about her period? On the flight home from the Seychelles she had fitted a tampon after our Seven Mile High shag, so must have come on. I start to catch on to what he is saying and thenhe pauses the game. He said he needs to piss. I know mom and dad hateanyone in their bathroom, so I tell him to go upstairs and it's through thefirst bedroom, my bedroom. I get up and grab another soda for Wes and graba bag of chips. I plop back on the couch and wait. I hear his heavyfootsteps racing down the stairs. He moves my chips and sits almost rightbeside me, and we start the game. Wes starts asking if I have a girlfriendand how many I.