”I said, “Then we need to go to sleep now so I can make breakfast for everyone.”Louise said, “Masha, I’m not sure that Michael will eat your... breakfast. I sort of told him about your crusade against sugar and he said he was going to get his sugar fix before he showed up.”I smiled and replied, “Michael could probably get more benefit from removing sugar from his diet than anyone else.”Louise asked, “Why’s that Auntie Masha?”I smiled at her and explained, “He’s overweight and I think he has some. I took along hot shower and felt much better. I was surprised that I wasvery hungry because it was only midnight. I slipped on a filmy negligee, Iwould have preferred my thick and comfy bath robe, but after all, we had guestsin the house and another rule is that the women must display their bodies onslave night. I looked in on the girls. Both were still tied to their beds and both weresound asleep. Like me, their bodies showed the effects of hours or torture. The boys were sitting around the. Her boss once told her that she dressed like a whore and she thought about that often for some reason. She couldn't organize files properly but she was a whore in the bedroom and it got her everything she ever wanted and she would fuck to keep it. This was all more of the same to her, even in the same room, being shared like this was all just an anomalous freak occurrence that Tara would just put behind her. The sex was so humiliatingly good and it could be her little secret, if only Tara could. Her lips kissed along my neck and traveled along my shoulder blades, licking leaving a wet trail to my chest and breasts. She cupped them in her soft hands, and suckled one, and then the other, squeezing them, pinching the nipples then lightly bit my nipples with her teeth. I shivered feeling the heat of her breath on them.Her fingers traced a line down my stomach, her lips followed it to my belly button, and I felt her tongue plunge into it, licking. Her other hand pulled my skirt up, exposing.