Chapter 67

SCOTT

I felt the familiar blackness wash over me when I thought of another man using my wife, but it wasn't my wife; it was my sister. I was so fucked up. Julia squeezed my hand. I looked at her. She shook her head, warning me. She knew me so well.

She leaned close to me. "It's for the best, Master," she whispered. "Let her go. She can never be yours."

I took a deep breath and felt the tight bands around my chest loosen.

Cindy said to Sam and Thornhill, "Thank you, Masters. I know I shall enjoy it."

She probably would. Sex slaves loved sex. Chantelle and Evelyn kissed her. William cupped a bare breast, thumbing a turgid nipple. I took a couple more deep breaths.

Cindy came around the end of the table. Julia told Cindy they'd all be in to fuck her later.

"I don't know how I'll get by without sex for a whole month," Cindy confided. "The last two weeks have been amazing."