"Okay. Maybe tomorrow night..."Les' hand stilled on Roberta's ripe, round ass and Amy knew the night's show was over. Returning to the lonely bed, her...pussy aching for more, she knew there'd be plenty of reruns on the insides of her eyelids before she slept."Sleep well, Sis?" Les asked.The three of them sat at the breakfast table. Amy was still wearing the pajamas. She enjoyed her brother's furtive glances."Mostly. Something woke me up last night--"Les blushed, then paled."--but I didn't have. Yet it was clear Michael was in full control.Michael looked from me, to Jim and back again. He said not a word to Jim."We moved, as you no doubt know. Now you can scream and curse and yell all you want. No one is gonna hear." He looked around. "However I frankly don't want to hear it just yet. So you're staying gagged." He lit a cigarette and calmly smoked it, thinking. "That needs to go. Jim?"As if the two had one mind, Jim rose and went to the trunk. He handed a long walking stick to Michael. Don showed her in to where Mandy was sitting. With Don still standingthere, she explained to the visitor that this was just her sissy maid.She told her that sissy maids were very reliable and could be reliedupon to do a good job. She demonstrated by having Don serve them somedrinks, which he did after curtsying. He felt awkward doing so in frontof someone beside his wife, particularly when she failed to suppress agiggle. After he served them he continued to stand there awaitingorders while. Butto my surprise, she looked at me and said, "No slave, it is not for you.It is for Sarah." A look ofsurprise crossed Sarah's face as Mistress Mary placed the blindfold on her,adjusting the strap tightly across her head. After completing this, MistressMary got on the bed, straddling my chest, facing Sarah. I was presented withthe enticing sight of her ass cheeks just a few tantalizing inches from myface, but I still knew enough not to move until given instruction. I only hopedit would come.