“Wake up sleepyhead.” Despite being hungry, having missed a proper meal the night before, Kimberly wondered if they could skip breakfast, be late...for the meeting even. But the mere thought of work suddenly dampened her lust. It would be a mistake to ruin good sex with a hurried quickie. Allowing Alice to fuck her had been unexpected, a conscious decision but one taken on the spur of the moment and one that she could have easily rationalized as the result of curiosity and her emotional state. It was 9 pm when I got her msg saying she had reached and was in room no. 109. Luckily, mine was on the same floor. But she asked me to wait for her call.After 15 mins she called me and asked to come in her room. So, I went and knocked the door.The door opened and as soon as I saw her, I was awestruck. She was wearing a Black 1 piece dress that was way over her knees. Also, she had taken a shower.. so her wet hair made her look extremely seductive.She pulled me inside and closed the door and. I pulled on the red starps and adjusted it to my waist. I lubed it up and kept the jelly pot in my left hand. Then I climbed back into the bed snuggling up against Victor again. I reached around and easily tied his hands to the bed posts with a piece of my used nylon hose. I was very careful and silent; so, my loving hubby did not wake up. Then I pinched his nipples between my fingers. At the same time, I nibbled on his earlobe, and he began to stir, letting out a soft moan.I moved my arm down. They held the power of life and death over their bonded peasants like she exercised it over them. The last of their class, they knew that she sought to bring them under her whip hand. Only a subtle balance of power protected them from her wrath.There were the new lords, the marionettes that she had created, whose whole focus was on interpreting her every move and word. They lived to please her and maintain their position in the ever anxious court. They were her creation. Her slaves who.