She heard Cameron’s voice for the first time. It was deep and very pleasant. It was also full of concern for her. They began talking as if they had ...lways done so. He had questions, insightful comments and most importantly, he listened. He listened to her share her guilt and horror and hurt. He listened while she cried and he comforted her. Their conversation went on deep into the night and Abby found herself feeling comforted and safe. When they finally said goodnight, she knew her initial. Then they continued in their every other word fashion, “we - would - like - you - to - build - us - a machine - or machines - so - that - we - can - decide - which of us is a slave - and which of us is a Master.”Then they both smiled at me with the most mischievous smiles I had ever seen. As they stood there for what seemed like several minutes standing totally still with their heads cocked slightly to one side and that little girl smile frozen on their faces I realized why their dad had such a. "Whip the white slut's asshole while I make you cum on my whip," prodded Mistress Faith, "cum for me baby, cum for me, look at the slut's white ass turning red, when you've cum I'll let you shove this wet whip up his asshole," her voice getting harsher as she spoke.That did it; Mistress Cindy gave one last lash of the whip, grabbed behind her for a handful of Faith's ass, hunched over slightly and stood motionless as the orgasm washed over her in waves. The amazing thing about Mistress Cindy. ‘Down Boy!! I’m not available this weekend’‘Why are YOU playing hard to get all of a sudden?’ I asked.‘Not by choice Babe’ she said, ‘its just that the monthly curse has hit me’ and in proof she pulled down the duvet and her knickers so that I could see the tampon string hanging out of her slit.‘So’ I said ‘ You want me to light your fuse?’‘You can light my fuse so easily Rick ……… ‘ joked my sister Kath, ‘its just that its very heavy this month … it’d be like treading grapes!!!’‘You two are.