That is what I was told was the huge bag. I was restrained again as I felt tiny probing in my ass. My cheeks were rubbed and massag...d and gently pushed open. Then there was a pushing and I was told to take a breath in, and again and again as I felt something being slowly threaded into my ass. And then both Master and Mistress stood in back of the back of the sofa watching me lay there. They tweaked and twiddled my nipples as the warmth of the coffee enema. " Her eyes were welling up, but her desire to go to the party was so strong that she tried to slip further into my room in a desperate attempt to stay and persuade me. I'd learned a bad lesson from my father when we were a lot younger that I was never to lay a hand on my sister, so I spread my arms wide to corral her out of my room. Soon I was chest-bumping her towards the door, which was actually pretty weird, feeling her breasts striking against my chest.That was another thing she was. .. come in?” she said.The door opened, and she saw a different young lady, dressed in jeans and a plain shirt, but wearing fashionable high heels in the doorway. “Hi! My name is Susan. Bethany told me to come talk to you.”“B ... Bethany?”“She wears a French Maid uniform most of the time. She’s Lord DeGraves’ assistant. Oh, and Jorge is the gardener, not a gangster or hood or anything. He’s nice. Um, I think I’m supposed to introduce you to folks, maybe ask you to stay for dinner, show you. Finishing her sandwich, she took a quick shower and crawled into the bed after drinking the rest of her beer. She settled down, falling asleep almost as soon as her head hit the pillow.*******As she sat there eating a bowl of cereal, Jazzy re-read the instructions, feeling silly for putting something like that in her pussy and working all day. She almost left it in the box but decided at the last minute to comply with what John had asked of her.Almost from the moment she clocked in for the day,.