I don’t know why? If she hadn’t been going around undermining Master John’s authority this wouldn’t be happening now. Master spoke first. �...Ceres, why aren’t your after-party chores done? Did I not make my wishes clear to you yesterday?” His voice was calm. “Because I was told to go to bed at eleven o’clock last night, Master.” “And Taliya told you this?” “No, Master. Mistress Julia did.” I looked at her, shocked. Telling the truth was important but did she have to be that truthful? . I heard someone say "look what's going on over there" and it got quiet for a minute and then there was a little bit of cheering and urging on. The two other couples and us stopped. That got a bunch of the people to urge us on and get back to what we were doing. I wanted to get back to it, but now felt a little bit nervous. Then one of the girls called out to see which of us could make our boyfriend cum first. We looked at each other and decided it was in fun, the rule was, whoever came. When I'm tired, I just use the vibrator on you, never offering you any respite. Wrenching orgasm after orgasm from you. Some time later, the battery on the vibrator is dying. You are crying, not sure if it's from pleasure or pain. "Mercy," you croak. Your legs and hips tired and getting sore, your pussy spasming, either rejecting anymore contact or begging to never be left empty. I put the vibrator to the side and climb between your legs, supporting myself on my elbows, I cradle your face in my. He was wearing sweats and turned to say hi.“mmmmmmmmm” I stammered,” that was good but weird today.”“look we are mates with an odd hobby. You probably thought you were the only one didn't you?”“ I did.” I said, “my family are straight laced and things like this are taboo.”“Let's enjoy our secret and have some fun it needn't go further than what we've done.”I smiled at what he said but felt a pang of disappointment that we would not do more. I realised I wanted to touch him and feel him touch.