The twins respond with their usual trained disciplined promise to better them self’s.<br/><br/>Late that night you feel that as often in the past days your trance eludes you fully. Not only will it not come but you faille to miss it all together. You hear the sound of bare feat on marble as you open your eyes its Nian she wares her robes still and has her hands behind her back. She is biting her lips nervously, it is apparent that she wants to ask something but she dares not, this one had bin beaten to often for asking questions when she should not<br/><br/>“Mistress?” Asks in a weary faint voice Do I not please your eyes? The girl is breading heavily her breasts rising and falling with each breath, you can spell the faint smell of fear around her. There is always the smell of fear around her; she is a challenge to withstand sometimes you wonder what you would do if it was not for the enchanted plugs