“Myra” I called but she was so into watching as if she was judging the dancers. “Myra” I called again shaking her to snap her out of her tranc.... Then she looked at me and said “I have to do this”. I watched as she got up and started to dance. Soon the spotlight was only on her and the crowds of men were cheering her on. I found myself getting a bit jealous as I sat and watched her do her thing. I got home and drew a hot bubble bath. As I lay there thinking of the nights activities.. Go ahead I silently pleaded, take careful aim. I was soenjoying being viewed as such a girlie object that it clearly reflected inmy smile and he had stopped and became very focused on my smile."You have the sweetest smile ever, Brandee. Such a wonderful mouth andthe prettiest lips. Sometimes the girls in here have to use their mouths.Are you prepared to do that as well, Brandee?"My little bumbled brain quickly tried to figure out what I should do next.Was this a test? Could I answer wrong? . I loves it all but like everyone that’s served a master, I hungered for the upper hand. “I want you to touch your pussy”“I don’t know” I teases, “it’s kind of sore.”“From what?” the breathiness in his voice is gone; it’s clear now and sharp. My opening round is a hit.“I don’t know it just is,” despite my voiced hesitation, I slips my hand between my thighs and traces a finger over my slick lips. “Were you fucking your toy?” he wants to know.“No” I glides two fingers inside myself then draws. "Five then" suggested Fanny.It was barely enough but his Lordship was forced to accept, "You will of course pay for the wedding, as the brides father, at the Cathedral?" All right" Arthur Cleghorn was annoyed, Stephenson would have paid him for girl.They retired to their beds, Lord Arthur declining Fanny's invitation, kissed her sweetly and left her to take to his own bed with Hubbertson his Valet.A strange sound was heard in the Mansion's corridors next morning, a kettle perhaps or a bird with.