“What do you mean?” “You can ask her yourself when Mark is finished playing with her for the night.” He reached over the edge of the bed and popped the champagne cork. He filled the glasses, handed one to Consenta and tapped his two glasses against hers. “To Debby’s new s*x life!” Consenta and David tipped their glasses to their mouths while he held mine to my lips. It was delicious, and I was terribly thirsty. We lay on the bed together, our naked bodies touching, mingling in our own fleshly paradise. “Now, Consenta,” David said. “Why don’t you run along to Mark and see if you and Debby can find something naughty to do with her pretty little p***y?” “Si Master, I will obey.” With a wink to me she hopped off the bed and trotted toward that dark, menacing corridor. David watched her d