Alyssa always beat me to the bathroom in the mornings, but I didn’t hear anyone in there this morning. I knocked on the door. Nothing. I pushed it o...pen without looking inside. The light was off and no one screamed for me to shut the door. I peaked inside. The bathroom was empty. I was shocked. I stepped inside, laid my clothes on the sink counter, and turned on the light.I didn’t leave myself a toothbrush, but when I looked in the medicine cabinet, there were several new ones waiting. I. Charles and Belle had only been there for very importantmemorable meals, like their 20th, 25th and 30th anniversaries. Tonight,out on her Master's arms, would be one more of these."Thank you Master, your slave will be so pleased."She hurried into the bedroom to change into the nice but daring redevening gown and matching pumps. She applied just a hint of herfavorite perfume, but not too much, Master didn't like too much perfume.It was not a game with them, but more a statement as Master. She did it again putting her finger in my mouth. After the third time Pamela put her finger into Nicole’s mouth. I was still taking pictures constantly. Finally Pamela and Nicole were locked in a very passionate sixty-nine embrace.I couldn’t get over what Pamela had said about them having the same body. I kept wondering if in my subconscious I had been fucking my daughter in my mind while I was actually fucking Pamela.After a while Pamela turned Nicole onto her back and got between her legs. I got out the restraints and attached them to the bed posts, then securely cuffed my ankles as she had instructed. With the clock rapidly approaching 8 PM, I pulled on the blindfold and laid back on the bed. Finally, I wiped the accumulated drop of precum from the tip of my cock (what to do with it? I had to just lick it off) and pulled my panties up the remainder of the way. My heart was pounding, but I did my best to force myself to be calm. The minutes ticked by, and eventually I could feel.