?Who do you think you are talking to me like that?, Marla angrily replied. ?I am a professional dominatrix and you will be spending the night here, th...s was agreed to by your husband in advance, from this point on you will address me as Mistress and I will address and treat you as the lowly creature that you are?, Mistress intoned.Marla quickly realized she had been duped. At this point Mistress’ associate, Claire, stepped into the garage. Each grabbed one arm and she was forcibly led to the. The waffles were on the buffet line, so he headed that direction.“I saw you yesterday at the pool,” Christina said.“Yeah, I remember you, too.”“It was nice of you to take care of your little sisters all afternoon.”“They’re my cousins,” Jeff said. “And It would have been nice of me if I’d been given a choice.”She chuckled. “Yeah, I’m usually stuck watching Mario and CJ while Mom and Dad hang out at the bar.”“Maybe we can hang out together. Split the work.” Jeff gave her his best grin.She. “Yes it is,” she breathed, and kind of grabbed the counter to keep her balance.“Play with your pussy for me.” I had no idea where my words were coming from. Not like I was an expert at seducing women. I felt like I was acting out a dream, playing the part of the experienced stud who women can’t say no to.*I so wanted to. I wanted to take two steps to him and grab that beautiful thing myself. I wanted to stroke it and rub it and play with it, take the head in my mouth, feel his hot semen. " Oh yeah, him I remember. Tim." I sighed and went to make nice. But he blew me off. Turning to walk away he said to Cindy, "Maybe you'll be the sacrifice. Better than these old ladies." With a laugh he turned to me - "All night." Shit".At 8 the candidates and the eventual servers left the entertainment room. This let the anticipation build and lets the movers and shakers talk some business. But most were wondering what Peter had planned. He stood with a couple in a corner and called me over..