There was a video camera hidden in the bookcase, no actually there was three cameras pointed towards the bed. No matter how you turned in the bed there was a great risk that one of the cameras would get a good angle to get your picture. There was no obvious indication the cameras was running, but when Ronja looked closer to one of the cameras she discovered a bit of tape that covered the light indicating the camera was running. Ronja stepped back as she tried to take in what kind of deception was going on. Could it simply be that Mikaela wanted to capture a tape of their sex for her own viewing or was she lying about the end of blackmailing after today? Suddenly the door burst open and Maria and Mikaela came running inside. Ronja turned in surprise and froze as she saw them. They had both changed into identical leather dominatrix gear except that Mikaela's face was covered by a leather mask. Maria had a garter belt, no panties, a fish asian net body that really did nothing to hide her skin and leather cuffs around her wrist and neck. Ronja's attention was locked by her bouncing cute breasts as they closed in the distance to her. After a moments struggle they had her down on the floor, with both her attackers being stronger than her there was little she could do. Mikaela had some kind latex garment in her hands Ronja did little to resist as they pulled it on her. It was the upper part of a french maid dress in latex, but with holes that left her titties, sex and ass totally exposed. They finished by putting her hands in a pair of handcuffs, her hands was now totally locked behind her back. Mikaela pulled her halfway up and Ronja come over the initial shock from the assault and looked back at the semi wet hidden cameras. Should she tell Maria about the cameras? “Does this little pig want Maria to spank her?” Mikaela asked. Ronja had just decided that she wanted to call the whole thing off, but somehow she could not manage pussylicking to say the word honeymoon. “You want to be spanked?” Maria asked, obviously still unsure about the situation. “No, Hardcore I don't want to be spanked. I am pig...” Ronja said, but the last word she had meant to be rabbit but somehow her mouth switched the words. “Are you little pig that want to be spanked?” Mikaela asked as she dragged Ronja over to the bed. “Pig, no I mean Pig! I mean...no spanking,” Ronja said as tried to say japanese the safe world, but she could not. She tried to say something about the cameras, but she was suddenly unable to say a single word. Suddenly Ronja understood, she must be suffering from one of Jonathan's damn hypnotic triggers. A trigger that literally made her unable to say truly no, and the safe word was by definition the essence of a no. She was kneeling beside the bed with Mikaela in front of her. Mikaela had a secure hold of her hair. Suddenly Ronja felt Maria's hand hitting her naked ass. The hit was rather weak but it still stung. “Oh it hurt,” Ronja squealed. “Sorry, I am so sorry” Maria mumbled in a hesitant tone. “Ask her if she is a pig or a rabbit,” Mikaela asked. Ronja struggled with what to do, should she keep saying no and avoid the word pig to convince Maria to end the whole thing? Could she actually avoid the word pig or would the hypnotic trigger mess with her? Actually going ahead with the sex seemed stupid. “Yes! I grab my cock by it’s base and rub the head over her slit before sliding back into her warm pussy. Turned my back to japanese him and got my shirt off and proceeded to unzip my jeans. His heart was hammering in his chest louder and louder with each step he took, and when wet the young Lord Darcy Hardcore finally stopped in front of the King at the head of the grand table, he thought his heart was going to jump out of his chest. “Ooow, that’s nice. I obliged her command. It was only natural my wife took our fairly new SUV. "Holy shit, there's a cave opening back here!" Just a pure smell of sex. Then reached out again, straight for his genitals. Julia couldn’t chase me forever; I could outlast her. “Yes I would, very much.” “Jeez, you just wanna know all my secrets, don’t you, hotshot?” She asked me, grinning. They passed through the many corridors and rooms of the massive house until they reached the one with all the commotion and people. And pussylicking I did. Then one of the Morgan brothers came out of the bedroom holding something. Pausing to inspect her finished work, Aurelia tugged at the ropes and seemed satisfied. I hand them both a towel, ‘Thank you that was freaking hot!’ “With your teeth.” Week one passed without any major incidents. God smiled kindly and expectantly the whole time, unaffected by the asian awkwardness that consumed me. It had been viewed over 100k times in 24 hours. I shuddered, realizing I was milking her teat like an udder.