We reluctantly got out of bed and went to the bathroom to shower together. Once we were clean, we dried and dressed, then straightened the apartment a...nd changed the sheets on the bed.“Same time in two weeks?” she asked.“This does seem to work better than me driving up to Wisconsin on Sundays, though we don’t have as much time.”“I’d still like you to do that occasionally, but my Tuesdays are usually open because it’s the one night I work. I’d come down every week, but I’m not sure your schedule. I had needs, needs in the two years we were together she completely ignored. Sure she would let me play with her but she wouldn't even look at me that way. Not to mention she was always a complete bitch about it. Seventy-five percent of the time I'd have to bribe her to do the things we do. I was surfing the net in my room for porn but it was only exasperating my loneliness when all of the sudden the door to my room flew open and loud cheerful voice shouted. “HI BIG BROTHER.” My sister. Then, even more surprisingly, she wriggled her ass at me a little, as if to tease and stimulate me. Her full backside looked wonderfully sexy as she did that. It did the trick, my dick responded by jerking much more firmly in mom's hand as she stroked me.I increased the swirling motions of my hand on mom's ass, squeezing a bit harder, and touching the flesh a bit more around her ass crack, which I had not done before, and I felt the cum rise in my balls."I'm gonna cum soon mom," I said after. ‘What do you want from me?’ Wanda said. ‘I want you,’ said Anne, ‘To be my slave, my servant, my sexual partner and sexual submissive. I will be your Mistress, and guide you to things you have never dreamed of, and things you’ve never even known you wanted.’ ‘You mean, like in those BDSM books you showed me?’ Wanda said. ‘Those ‘Sleeping Beauty’ books by Anne Rice,writing as …’ Wanda searched her mind a minute, then remembered, ‘A. N. Roquelaure?’ ‘Yes, my dear. Just like those books. And I.