Brandi could feel her cunt getting moist as she kneeled before her Master. Mike patted the seat cushion next to his spot on the sofa, indicating for B...randi to sit."Feed me some cake slave." Mike gently demanded."Yes Master." Brandi replied demurely.Picking up the plate and fork, Brandi sliced off a bite and held it out for her master. As she fed him, Mike would occasionally indicate that she should take a bite or drink from the milk glass. Even day old the cake was exquisite. Brandi was ready. The Chief however was becoming louder and more incautious in what he was saying."We need a new world order," he said, "this is fucked, it really is, all of it. The politicians and the Kings and Queens sit up there all safe and it is the ordinary working men who are dying. Our women and children haven't enough to eat and what for? So they can plant their flags a little further east or west, it's all fucked!"The Chief bought another round of drinks."I heard that man, Karl Liebkniecht at. I had a bra and panties in my book bag, though. When we got to school, we went to the undressing area, and there was quite the crowd. Toby remembered John and Joanie from last week, and stood behind me, slowly, tantalizingly unbuttoning my blouse; when he got all the buttons undone, he slowly opened it, revealing my tits to the crowd. He pulled the tails behind my back, and buttoned the bottom button. When he unbuttoned my skirt, it dropped to the ground, and I stepped out of it.He lifted me up. “Absolutely not!” Tobias snapped so firmly that Tom raised his eyebrows in surprise. “Mama would be livid, and with me, rather than you, since this is my home.” He said this pointedly as it was probably Tom’s cunning plan to avert any blame onto his long-suffering younger sibling. “She nearly had me married off to one of the Lowe sisters on the last occasion and I’d be frogmarched up the aisle quick-time if it happened again.”Tom looked vaguely interested. “Wealthy, are they?”“Extremely,”.