“Stand up, slave.”I struggle to my feet. Without the help of my hands or eyes, I almost fall over her bed. I guess it's obvious because my mistres... laughs.“What a klutz!”She laughs some more as I finally get to my feet. She undoes the cuffs and moves my hands to in front of my body, then rebinds them. She does remove the blindfold completely though. She stands in a obviously dominate posture, with one hand on her hip, the other with the whip hanging down to one side.“Lie down, slave.”I flop. ...Tsk," was all I got.She found a water mark in the shower and some dust on the vanity unit butshe was very please with the bath. When she got to the toilet though shegave a gasp"Why is there pee in the toilet?" she demanded."But...I....But..." I stammered."Never mind girl," she silenced me.Master must have been to the toilet again whilst I was downstairs. Notflushing it was obviously to get me into trouble, but I could not protestmy innocence a submissive does not have that. "Emma please turn over now."I turned over and Salvatore poured oil over my neck and breasts. Joseph and Vincent poured oil over my legs and feet. Salvatore was rubbing the oil all over my collarbone and my beautiful breasts. His hands were cupping and massaging my firm and perky breasts. Joseph and Vincent were working their hands up and down my legs and thighs. Then they spread my legs and poured oil over my pussy.That is when it became a little odd. Joseph started to massage my pussy. His. . and last night's spent condom!“You're not bringing that with you?” I ask. “Are you?”She smiles and giggles. “Come on, let's go.”“You are, aren't you?” I shake my head as I pick up my key card and open the door for her. “Yuki, you are dirty!”“Yes, Sebastian,” she admits, stepping out into the hallway. “So fucking dirty, but I'm not the only one!”I close the door behind us as we leave my room, glad to see that no one is on our floor as we make our way to the elevator. Sure, we're clothed now,.