‘Martha,’ I whisper. She looks from her plate up to me – Martha has really nice dark eyes. ‘Did you see anything?’ ‘I didn’t look,’ s...he whispers harshly back. ‘Be quiet.’ I break another piece of hard bread and munch on it. A half a crust – that was it, today. Glancing at the clock, I know Michael will come for me within the hour. We’ll be cleaning the Eating Room and I’ll be called aside. The woman will take me hard by the arm and drag me to the side, where she’ll strip-search me in front. She smiled and kept her eyes on him as her clothes slowly disappeared. She stopped at her tiny G string so he asked her, ‘So that stays on?’ ‘It’s against the law for me to get naked.’ ‘Oh. You and I both know I’m not a cop, so…ten bucks for the G string.’ Rather than answer she teasingly took it off and let it dangle from her finger as she slowly posed and then turned around until she was smiling at him again. ‘Nice, thanks. If you have a card or tell me how to contact you, maybe I’ll hire you. We both sat in silence looking into each others eyes not sure what the next step should be. Fifteen years ago there was no question our clothes would have already been stripped off but today was different. Get angry, not an option we were to close for that. Take our relationship to the next level, couldn’t do that after all we are brother and sister. Go to the bar in hopes of a quick lay, no that’s too risky. There was always an unspoken attraction between us that we both felt and today was no. Thank you, Master. He smirked again, and leaned me back, leading a trail of smoldering kisses down to my breasts. His teeth soon found a nipple, teasing and nipping at the sensitive flesh. I lost myself in the caress of his mouth, arching my back in ecstasy. I soon found such a simple gesture made me reach peaks I didnt even know existed, but my Master quickly cut me off, leaning away from my breast. I groaned in need, my hands gripping tightly against my Masters shoulder blades. His face was.