Deborah's first night as Lydia's little whore starts, and Robert and Clare don't hold back.
I had lain there for quite some time, though it was hard to say how long it really was, trying to appear asleep while my whole body wanted to tremble in aroused anticipation. My breath hitched when I heard muffled voices through the door, too quiet to make out their words, but they faded away again. Then it was time. The door clicked open and soft steps approached. A hint of perfume tickled...Read On