”“Good idea, I like it. We have three others, and the four of us will be voting on it on Tuesday.”“OK Roy, fair enough. I only have one demand... That the name in no way be demeaning or offensive. No ‘Hot Whore Games’, or anything like that. Other than that, I am pretty much open to just about anything. Oh, and expect next week to have my next game, I actually just had an idea.”“Wow, so fast? You actually mean an idea just came to you now, or you have been thinking of one?”“Nope, just struck me. I noticed his eyes flared slightly but there was no anger evident in his gaze. Instead, he sighed heavily and looked into my face making sure I was grounded, having my full attention. "Now, kitten, this is not about 'you' and 'yours'. What was yours now belongs to ME. You belong to ME. I was going to give you the fucking you deserved but now I see I must remind you that it's not about YOU and what YOU want. It's about YOUR Master's pleasure and what HE decides to do with HIS slave. (smack!). ”We did, of course, and she knew damn well that we did. I kept the tube that I used to jack off with in the nightstand on my side of the bed. Quickly it dawned on me that I either tell her about it, or she really would shove that thing up my ass with nothing but spit – probably my spit – to grease the way.“I think there’s some in that drawer there,” Mistress, I said, nodding my head at the nightstand.She opened the drawer and held up the lube.“Is this what you use when you jack off thinking. She is squirming so much that I have to hold her thighs so I can continue to taste her. She hasn’t stopped moaning since my tongue touched her pussy. My sister is barely able to stop moaning long enough to beg me to fuck her. “Please! I need that cock so bad. Please take that pussy baby! Make your sister your slut.” Megan nearly screams. She is grinding into me so hard that it almost hurts. “Make me your slut baby! I need that thick cock to fill me. Make your sister a little slut!” Megan moans..