"I told Her last night...Oh! HuhHUMMmm! Yes, Megan! Huhhmmmmmmmmm,God! That's Wonderful,Sweetie. K-K-EEeep it Uhh-up!...To tell Paster Greg,Not to...H...unghhhh...come by today! That f-fat c-c-cow! Oh! Yes! Right there! Megan! UhHunghhh,Yeauhhh! Oh,Sweetie!" she exclained,digging her fingers into my ass,and then she squirted all over my s*s ter Megan's forearm and face!While Mommy had been giving me a mind numbing blowjob,my little s*s ter Megan was laid out on the floor,naked,with her face. Bar still in full swing, liquor has began to settle within a few of the party goers. Blankets are bought out on the deck for those who want to lay them out in the backyards lounge chaise and/or on the grass. Music emits from the speakers mounted on the deck, from within the house. The vibe is just right. I get swept up into music. My real feelings, thoughts of how my life should be, start to come out. The liquor mellows me out and starts to take control. I pull my boots off my feet, and climb. "My phone buzzed once again. "Good slut," it read. "Let's begin."Master David then proceeded to text me every one of the pictures that Ihad posted on my various online profiles. Every single one of them waswatermarked with my name, phone number, email address and home address."As you can see, sissy," he wrote, "I have collected all of your sissyphotos and could absolutely destroy your life if I wanted to do so.Fortunately for you, I am a benevolent Master. I only want to help youbecome the. She glanced at the caller ID and answered immediately. “Hi, Joey.” There was a moment’s pause then she began to explain. “I’m sorry, I completely forgot. I’m with Keith and we’re picking up our vacation. No. California at the moment. A few days. I’ll let you know. Don’t worry so much. We’ll be fine. I’ll call when we get back. Bye.” She closed the phone and looked at Keith who was watching with a bemused expression on his face, refusing to ask the question that was hanging over his head.“Okay,”.