"Ladies," a male voice called from the stop of a set of stairs, just out of my sight. "Why don't the two of you help Bobby finish getting things set u...?"The instant they heard his voice, they turned almost docile, there fear easily identifiable even with my crippled senses. I couldn't smell who or what waited at the top of the stairs but I recognized the voice."Zaire," I growled as the door closed, leaving me alone with whatever else was in the cages.I carefully lowered myself back to the. We went to the same school together, until I was twelve to her fourteen.She had really long hair, down below her waist. She would often wear it in a French braid. She taught me how to do that and I was offering all the time. That made her giggle, which also was the cutest giggle I had yet to have heard.You can tell how badly, and how long I’ve had the hots for my sister. At ten years old I didn’t need to rationalize that. My friends had all reinforced my thinking, by telling me how cute my. “You’ve seen it all anyway, so let’s go!”I turned on the sauna and we stripped off our clothes. Stephie got towels from the linen closet and spread them out, and we went inside and sat down. A few minutes later, when the rocks were hot, I ladled water on them and the three of us relaxed as steam began to fill the room. Once again I realized just how much I had missed having easy access to the sauna. I was happy that Stephie and I would be staying at the Spencers’ so we could make use of theirs. ”Dorothea took a deep breath. “Of course. As you wish. No games. It’s all pleasure for you now.” She held the water bottle for him and he drank. “Let me know when you want me to resume.”“I’m not sure I want you to.”She held his eyes with hers. “Don’t miss out on the pleasure you earned. Earn it you certainly did. Your pleasurable reward will round out the experience.”“Oh, what the hell. I desperately want to cum. Go ahead, do your worst.”“I’ve already done my worst. Now I’ll do my best. Let me.