"You have done what I wanted, but only reluctantly. I don't want that Veronica. What I want is for you to live to please me. I want you to crawl at my...feet and beg. You see, Veronica, I'm no longer interested in you simply as a lover. I've decided to make you my slave."Veronica's frightened eyes swept over the other two figures then back to Betty."Betty, I've told you, I'll do whatever you want." Yes, you have," smiled Betty, moving to the fearful mulatto and running her fingers through. Seanʼs efforts to spice up their sex life with porn had always failed. She couldn’t see how anyone could enjoy it. When he tried oral sex, she was appalled, but here she was kneeling before him.“I know you've been waiting for this moment Emma. Do it.” She took a while to register what he meant, and with shaking hands, she undid the button of his chino shorts. Slowly sliding the zip down, they fell. He wore no underwear. Emma was inches from it and could smell his strong musk. Spellbound, she. He was turned slightly onto his side, watching me. I gazed back at him, my eyes moving slowly over his body. Absorbing the image of him stretched comfortably on my bed like some half tamed predator. Handsome yet dangerous. And oh so tempting.His eyes locked with mine, capturing me. I was mesmerized by the intensity in their depths. He smiled and opened his arms to me, beckoning. Lightheaded, I took the steps needed to bring me closer.The mirrors in my room reflected as I raised my hands. And instead of grabbing a towel to cover himself, he strode towards Shaunny and glared down at her. He had came so close up to her that she could feel the heat from his hot shower emanating from his body and the rivulets of water from his hair dripped down onto her bare shoulders. Shaunny couldn’t take her eyes off his masculine body. He was an Adonis. She could feel his hot breath on her skin and her nipples were fast becoming hard. For God sakes, looking at her own twin brother was arousing.