I bit down on my dummy teat as I clamped down with my sphinctermuscles, and with difficulty managed to stem the flow.Brenda asked, "Do you want me to ...hange her nappy, Mum?"Aunty June shook her head, her cold calculating eyes on my face the wholetime. "No, she can stay in that wet nappy for the rest of the afternoon,as far as I'm concerned."Mrs Fields laughed at the noisy sucking sounds I was making. "My my! Shecertainly loves her dum-dums, doesn't she?" Aunty June chuckledmenacingly and nodded. She restricted herself to beer so that she can be in senses.In the meanwhile, I sang few romantic songs and did mimicry of few film stars and sang a couple of songs. She was really impressed by me and asked me to sing some romantic song of her choice.Being my manager I could not reject her. I sang few romantic songs and then the party was going on pretty normal with few jokes from the corners and everyone was enjoying it.At the end of the party, people were trying to arrange transport as, not. Milena inspect the roomwith a bit of fear, the room only had a chair and a camera, and another locked door. Next to it On a wall a one-way glass allow her to see into a other room,where there's only a big bowl on a table and a screen next to it. Milena approach the chair and, next to the camera, a piece of papergiver her instruction :"You're locked in this room" ."The only way for your you it's to reach 1 liter"."Sit on the chair and help them to reach this goal".Milena just sit on the chair. It had been easy to turn her dominance into submissiveness. I used her riding crop to whip her big, hard muscled bottom before fucking her good while she lie over the back of an arm chair. When I was done Larry drove his large ten inch cock into Inga's wetness fucking her for the first of many times. Now it was Larry who punished Inga with his belt or the riding crop, turning her into a submissive who got a wet cunt at the thought of being punished by her younger brother. So I wasn't going to.