The rest of the house would be quiet, but that would change as various members of their family and their friends arrived during the day.Keith snuggled...back down too, shifting over to her and closed in against her back, his arms wrapping around her. It sure felt good in his arms, she had always found it reassuring to be in his arms. She was aware that Keith's left hand was now resting against the side of her right breast, while his right hand went over her middle.They lay together for several. “Oh my God! Sissy, I. . . I. . . um, wow. . .,” I said, stumbling on the words.“Milked me, little sis? Is that what you were going to say?” Sissy said with a sly smile.“Um, yeah, I think.”“You did. It happens every time my nipples are sexually stimulated. It’s normal. Massage like you were doing and pull up at my nipple and watch. It‘s sexy as hell!” Sissy said and put her head back down.So I did. I cupped her breast again on the underside, massaged a little then pulled up and her milk shot out. Rolling my eyes I went to the sink and washed up. I went downstairs and said“haven’t you ever heard of a hamper, jees? Your clothes are every were.”“oh sorry”A half hour later we ate and then she asked if she could show me something upstairs. Feeling kinda weird I said “aah sure. Your not gunna lock me in the closet to have the week to yourself are you?”“shut up D. plus I would get lonely all by myself for a week” There it was again her strange weird way of being nice to me, it was kind of. It was the kind of crying when a slave had been broken. I had robbed her sense of control and forced her to reconcile with the fact that she was nothing but an sexual object. A lot of slaves went through such a phase and ultimately most surpassed it. Still, I knew I had made my point and these girls had received the punishment they so deserved."How is it being treated like shit?" I grabbed the blonde by her cheeks and held her eyes to mine.The blonde only sobbed and cried harder."Not that good.