He looked up, his eyes went straight to my crotch, and I couldn’t help it, my cock just went rigid, it was something in his look. I blushed as he gr...nned a goodnight to me, turned, my erection straining against my panties, wiggled my ass and went to bed.I tossed and turned, sleep wouldn’t come. I listened to him in the bathroom, watched him pass my open door and heard his bedroom door close. I kicked the duvet off, I was far too hot, and lay there, trying to think boring thoughts to get rid of. His laughter, which for a few moments had been echoing through the ancient chamber, stopped as abruptly as it had started, and Mirabella could have sworn she had felt a touch of evil emanating from him, some inherent depravity she had never noticed before. Could it be that he brought servant women here to torture them?or even worse? It didn’t make much sense? She had never witnessed any loud arguments, never heard any anguished screams, as the Master treated all of his servants respectfully.. I got up and pulled on my shorts and shirt and headed off for a walk before breakfast and to do some reflecting.The two women were up, dressed and had fixed breakfast by the time I returned and they had obviously been talking about things. When I broached the topic of our ongoing sexual relationship both agreed that they wanted it to continue but on a different tack, with threesomes as special treat when the occasion arose. I was relieved at this and felt that it was the best option, as we. She responded with a second kiss, but then stopped.“I don’t want people to yell get a room at us, when we already have one.”With that, she smiled and winked at me. She held my hand as we walked to our class.During class, my mind was so not there. My professor knew that this was one of my favorite classes, so she kept calling on me to answer questions. I failed miserably that day with her questions. I just couldn’t focus as my brain kept thinking about Kasey and how much I loved her, and Charles.