Darling." That's my good nancy-boy. I like that respectful tone and youremembered to add on a term of endearment. What a honey you are. Or atleast,...what a honeypie you've become since I've kept you locked. Nowonder I've been letting you out less and less often. Why, if you keepon the way you are, being so docile and cooperative, and looking andacting so femmish, I might NEVER want to go and get that key and use it.Who could blame me? Right?" Y... yes, dearest." I stood there wringing my. But he can't act like nothing's happening. He has to do something this time. Besides, this is his room. He forces open the door but what he spots inside the room is nothing like he expected.He sees two people on a bed. One of those is unmistakingly fucking the absolute shit out of the other. Currently tightly hugging her pillow is a blonde on all fours taking it from behind. Her round and plump tits sway with each powerful thrust. Having her face buried inside the pillow and screaming her lungs. They knew I liked them to always have a cheerful disposition, and they especially knew to make every little thing count if they sensed I was about to pit them against each other. Loosing was never good.She handed me the toy and took her place next to her sister, both anxiously waiting for me to explain today’s game.?Okay girls, listen up. Today’s game is simple; you will fuck each other with this dildo and whoever cums first is the looser. As you know, the Lowe’s are having a party for their. She locked the door, finally feeling secure. She was safe now, locked away from them, and possibly not having to worry about Uncle Lance once they got to Chicago.The space between the bed and the door was incredibly small; seemed to be barely more than half a foot. She eventually realized that the purpose of the curtain she had unzipped was to allow her to change with the door to the room open. With this deduction, she managed, pulling her shirt above her head, then undoing her fly and managing.