I picked out the costume I was going to wear for my first set on stage a catholic school girl getup.I was looking through my other costumes when I hea...rd the doorbell ring. I didn’t know anyone who would just come to my door without calling first and after my feeling of being watched earlier I went to the door with my 38 snub nose in my hand and opened the door to the chains’ limit. I could see it was a female neighbor of mine. We’d never talked but said hello and goodbye in passing. She was. Scott was behind her with his head buried between the taut cheeks of her ass. By the sounds Naomi was making I had no doubt that Scott's tongue had found its target between my cousin's legs. Naomi quickly spotted us in the mirror and shot bolt upright, pushing down her little plaid skirt to cover which before now, I may have considered her innocence. Scott spun round, realising he had been caught and moved away from my cousin. At this point I turned around in order to leave the room. "Oh don't. " She replied. "I am just not sure I am ready, that’s all."I looked at her, a bit disappointed, but didn’t say anything. I wasn’t about to discuss a delicate subject like that in front of a strange teenager."I know what we should do!" Alec broke the awkward silence."And what would that be?" I asked, not really in the mood for any ideas."We should play ‘Truth or Dare’!" He suggested."Nah!" I promptly declined. "We are too old for this kind of thing!" Hey, who are you calling old?" My wife. Slaves are instructed, they are ordered. They are not invited.This would not be the first time Sandrine had joined her master and a guest or two. She accepted it because she had no alternative. Her master was an attentive lover, and most of his guests made at least some effort to please her. This did not alter the reality. Her participation may have been eased by the attentions of those she was obliged to serve, but the attentions did not make the encounter consensual.On those evenings when.