" I think we may have a viable line of business here. You and I can supply the technical expertise for the robotics and the software, my little slave ...an be our primary user interface designer, and the rest of the women assembled here can be contributing designers and beta testers."While we all laughed about the concept at the time, we soon had a few preliminary designs that my slave liked and the other women expressed an interest in trying out. We made the company a real entity a few weeks. I kissed her bottom cheeks and worked my way to her bum crack. Her bum was a bit smelly but I was so turned on - this cotton thong between her cheeks was soaking and smelly - I was running my tongue up the cotton in her arse - it must have been turning her on as she was moaning softly.The other mistress then said "now me!" I turned to her and she said "wait, I want you to wear her dirty knickers" - the other mistress pulled down the panties I was wearing and then removed that sticky wet smelly. It's been two years since I've tasted one, and I want some-- right now."I was 36 at the time of this story, I'd been around the block a few times. I had--and have--the sexual morals of an alley cat. I didn't need more of an invitation from a pretty--not beautiful--but pretty--and very desirable 26 year old woman, even if she was my own younger sister----- to move into action...The trouble is I moved too fast, and my size 14 foot caught the edge of the flimsy kitchen chair I'd been sitting on,. She has obviously had a more difficult day than I did. Three boys are following her. Well, following her doesn't really describe it. They're crowded around her and their hands are all over her. One of them has a hand inside her blouse. Another has his hand up her skirt. It looks like he's reaching right inside her underwear and groping her pussy as she walks down the street!And she's ignoring them! She's walking along with her head down and ignoring them!When they got close I snarled, "Leave.