Mary told us that Alice could be a “squirter,” and she didn’t want the bed to have any residual odor as evidence of what we had been doing. I wa... the leader of our little group, and I had to be the one to initiate Alice. I had no objections because I did not consider it incest when the couple was a mother-daughter pair. There could be no children, so how could it be incest?To give Mary and Sally something to do, I assigned them to be nipple suckers. Alice didn’t know what that was, but she was. I didn’t want anyone to see it, ever. A few weeks of treatment and sadistic physiotherapy provided by a gorgeous but straight New Zealander called Rosie who was married to a rugby player and, I suspected, taught him how to brutalise his opponents, had me back on my feet and ready to face the world. A shrink, Dr Tauber, sat and patiently listened to my ramblings in an attempt to prevent PTSD. It seemed to work because he finally said, ‘My work here is done.’ The surgeon said I was okay as did. I picked up the collar and looked down into her eyes as my kitten crawled out of my lap to kneel next to Sonia. There was the same pleading look that my kitten had when she first met me on both of their faces.“Are you sure this is what you want,” I asked her. “I’m worried about you jumping into a new relationship so soon after losing your husband and this is far more than a normal relationship.”“Yes, Master,” she replied. “It’s not a new relationship though. I was involved with all of you. I told her that I had half a mind to fuck her right there. She walked up to me and said she would not fuck me there, for her brother would hear us. I started to turn and leave when she grabbed my belt and turned me back. She started working on my jeans and said I had seen hers so it was fair for her to get to see mine. My cock was so hard when my jeans and underwear hit the floor from the porn and seeing her naked. I saw her lick her lips before she dropped to her knees. I heard her whisper for.