After quick showers, we ate lunch, then spent the afternoon playing with the kids. After dinner, we set up for the gathering, and our guests began arr...ving just before 7:00pm. Most of the Cincinnati folks and their spouses wanted to watch the game which meant nearly everyone was in the great room.“Has anyone ever been swept in the World Series after sweeping the League Championship Series?” Kathy asked.“I don’t think so,” Pete said. “Here’s a cool fact - this would give the Reds a nine game. I ain’t never drank a two-cent beer before.”Chuck picked up the mug and took a big swig then spit it back into the mug immediately. He said, “FUCK THIS TASTES LIKE SHIT AND ITS HOT TO BOOT. What the hell’er you up to here?”About that time the bartender looked at the dime before making change and yelled, “Hey, what are you trying to pull off here. This is not a ten-cent piece!”“Fuck it isn’t,” said Chuck as he reached for it. He continued, “But it don’t matter I ain’t paying even two cents for. By the time the phone call came through, eagerly anticipated and dreaded in equal measure, both David and Emma were feeling the buzz of Dutch courage. Emma, thirty-five, honey-blonde hair tied in a ponytail, high-heels on her feet, wearing stockings, garter belt and a gossamer chemise, with her legs straight out in front of her on the big bed, her back against two plumped up pillows, sighed. Anticipation coiled inside her. She was nervous, and more than a little frightened sitting there. “Then that is what you will get. Now beg me to have your pussy licked.”Amanda whined and shook her head no.“On your knees! Beg or I will take this crop to your clit!”Slave one collapsed onto her knees, sobbing, her head bowed down.“Look up at me and beg, slave!”Amanda looked up in her rubber-cloaked blindness.“Do ... You ... Want ... To ... Cum?”The girl nodded slowly, her red-masked face looking up at Mistress. She felt the back of her hood being pulled up and the buckle to her gag being.