“Tell me you want to be naked with me, Lynn.” I nodded again. “No, Lynn, I need you to say it.” “I want to be naked for you.” Pinchin... my nipple harder he said, “Then take off your bottoms.” I yelped louder but I raised my hips and peeled my thong down and kicked it off. I laid back naked between his legs as he wrapped his arms around me. Everything away from the room’s patio was dark from the storm; we were in our own erotic bubble. “You are so turned on aren’t you, Lynn? You need to. "She's acceptable, Master." Did you have a chance to clean up before dinner?" No, Sir. After You used me, I came straight here." Ah, then let Me help." Master pushed the breeder's thighs apart... "Now, slide forwards, to her mouth..."The breeder did as ordered, making her pussy rest against Carie's lips..."House slave, clean the breeder..."The pressure of licking pussy for the first time was immense, especially now that Carie was begining to understand the way of the house. She began to slowly. But we keep tending the grave of our beloved Huge, who knifed his own throat, tearing it open, bleeding to death five days after I had told him Julian was dead. We kept his ghost alive as long as we could with our lies and our selfishness. And the fact, for reasons we didn’t understand then, we were tied somehow in the spider’s web of the thing. I guess you could say we are Flying Dutchmen, now, my cousins and I for putting Huge through that torment for four years, until I found a book on. Gerry could understand the first three but was intrigued by the last. Isobel gave him no hint.As usual they were the last to bed. They carried their coffee cups out to the kitchen and put them in the dishwasher then turned into each other's arms."Your place or mine?" Gerry asked her softly."Mine. It's got a double bed."They went up the stairs hand in hand. On the landing she turned to him and whispered, "Give me ten minutes."Gerry nodded and kissed her nose.Isobel went to her room, undressed,.