and made
grunting sounds beneath the ball gag.
“Drusilla, my dear, you need me to keep it on you a
bit longer?” Flora said in her cheerful voice. Drusilla glared, but she quieted
down again.
“Thank you, Flora. I need to talk to my sister.”
“Gotcha, call for me if you need me.” With a sway of
her hips, Flora exited the room and closed the door softly behind her.
She put her attention back on Dru. “Okay, do I need to
keep the ball gag in, or will you talk like you have some sense? Nod your head
yes if you can do the latter.”
Drusilla was still glaring, but she nodded. Before she
went to her sister to remove the gag, she retrieved the other chair in the room
and placed it in front of Drusilla’s. That done, she removed the gag from Dru’s
mouth. Dru moved her mouth around as if she was yawning. Anastasia waited to
let her adjust to not being gagged.
Chapter Eleven
“How dare you let that woman do this to me!” Drusilla
started in immediately, and Anastasia shook her head.
“Shut up, Dru. This is my birthday and my time. You
came here and disturbed me. So now you will listen and talk when it’s your
turn.”
Drusilla gasped, and the look on her face was comical.
“That’s better.” Anastasia crossed her legs and paused
for a moment.
Now she reflected on the right things to say to
Drusilla, to get off of her chest what she should have a long time ago to her
sister so there could truly be closure, at least on her end.
“I love you, Dru. You’re my sister.” She sighed. “The
way we’ve been going on is wrong. We missed out on a great opportunity to have
someone else to care for when we decided to take up mom’s crusade against
Cinda.”
“What are you talking about? That’s our mom’s memory
you’re tarnishing.”
Anastasia didn’t say anything to the outburst. She let
it ride as she was talking about their mother and that would be something hard
for anyone to take.
“Mom was wonderful, but mom had serious faults. One
fault being when she thought that Cinda was vying for a position in the house.
Cinda was happy to have us there. Mom’s jealousy blinded her from that fact. We
allowed it to blind us as well.”
“How do you know that Cinda was happy to have us
there? She never showed it,” Drusilla argued with her.
“No, we didn’t allow her to show it. We blocked her at
every turn. Even after mom died, we kept mom’s legacy alive. We were wrong.
Admit it.”
Drusilla opened her mouth to say something then shut
it quickly again.
“You’ve come here after storming out of the hotel room
and disturbed my birthday celebration. I asked you not to come here. Why can’t
you just be happy? You act as if you have a fucking stick up your ass.”
“Looks to me as if you’re the one who’s had something
in her ass. You’re not only here with one man, I’m told, but with two. What the
hell are you, a nymphomaniac?”
Anastasia fell into a peal of laughter, and Drusilla’s
expression was laughable.
“What the hell are you laughing at? Stop laughing at
me,” Drusilla said.
“I’m not laughing at you. I’m laughing at your choice
of word. If I’m a nympho, I will take that role on gladly. I’ve never been
happier with Lucien and Bruno. I plan to keep being happy, and if it means I’m
a nympho, then get used to it.”
“Ana, please. Just come back with me. We don’t need
anyone else.”
“That’s where you’re wrong. We do need others. You act
like a repressed prude.”
“I’m not a prude.”
“Prove that to me. Stay here and find someone to have
a fantasy with.”
“I … I … can’t Ana.”
“Can’t or won’t, Dru? There are plenty of men here at
the club who are solo and wouldn’t mind a beautiful woman on their arms. There
are even women here who’d take a go at you.” The light that lit Dru’s eyes when
she said women gave her pause. Bingo. Her sister wasn’t as uptight as she’d
always thought she was. Her sister liked women. There
grunting sounds beneath the ball gag.
“Drusilla, my dear, you need me to keep it on you a
bit longer?” Flora said in her cheerful voice. Drusilla glared, but she quieted
down again.
“Thank you, Flora. I need to talk to my sister.”
“Gotcha, call for me if you need me.” With a sway of
her hips, Flora exited the room and closed the door softly behind her.
She put her attention back on Dru. “Okay, do I need to
keep the ball gag in, or will you talk like you have some sense? Nod your head
yes if you can do the latter.”
Drusilla was still glaring, but she nodded. Before she
went to her sister to remove the gag, she retrieved the other chair in the room
and placed it in front of Drusilla’s. That done, she removed the gag from Dru’s
mouth. Dru moved her mouth around as if she was yawning. Anastasia waited to
let her adjust to not being gagged.
Chapter Eleven
“How dare you let that woman do this to me!” Drusilla
started in immediately, and Anastasia shook her head.
“Shut up, Dru. This is my birthday and my time. You
came here and disturbed me. So now you will listen and talk when it’s your
turn.”
Drusilla gasped, and the look on her face was comical.
“That’s better.” Anastasia crossed her legs and paused
for a moment.
Now she reflected on the right things to say to
Drusilla, to get off of her chest what she should have a long time ago to her
sister so there could truly be closure, at least on her end.
“I love you, Dru. You’re my sister.” She sighed. “The
way we’ve been going on is wrong. We missed out on a great opportunity to have
someone else to care for when we decided to take up mom’s crusade against
Cinda.”
“What are you talking about? That’s our mom’s memory
you’re tarnishing.”
Anastasia didn’t say anything to the outburst. She let
it ride as she was talking about their mother and that would be something hard
for anyone to take.
“Mom was wonderful, but mom had serious faults. One
fault being when she thought that Cinda was vying for a position in the house.
Cinda was happy to have us there. Mom’s jealousy blinded her from that fact. We
allowed it to blind us as well.”
“How do you know that Cinda was happy to have us
there? She never showed it,” Drusilla argued with her.
“No, we didn’t allow her to show it. We blocked her at
every turn. Even after mom died, we kept mom’s legacy alive. We were wrong.
Admit it.”
Drusilla opened her mouth to say something then shut
it quickly again.
“You’ve come here after storming out of the hotel room
and disturbed my birthday celebration. I asked you not to come here. Why can’t
you just be happy? You act as if you have a fucking stick up your ass.”
“Looks to me as if you’re the one who’s had something
in her ass. You’re not only here with one man, I’m told, but with two. What the
hell are you, a nymphomaniac?”
Anastasia fell into a peal of laughter, and Drusilla’s
expression was laughable.
“What the hell are you laughing at? Stop laughing at
me,” Drusilla said.
“I’m not laughing at you. I’m laughing at your choice
of word. If I’m a nympho, I will take that role on gladly. I’ve never been
happier with Lucien and Bruno. I plan to keep being happy, and if it means I’m
a nympho, then get used to it.”
“Ana, please. Just come back with me. We don’t need
anyone else.”
“That’s where you’re wrong. We do need others. You act
like a repressed prude.”
“I’m not a prude.”
“Prove that to me. Stay here and find someone to have
a fantasy with.”
“I … I … can’t Ana.”
“Can’t or won’t, Dru? There are plenty of men here at
the club who are solo and wouldn’t mind a beautiful woman on their arms. There
are even women here who’d take a go at you.” The light that lit Dru’s eyes when
she said women gave her pause. Bingo. Her sister wasn’t as uptight as she’d
always thought she was. Her sister liked women. There
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