The Manor: Bath & Wardrobe -  Tawsha is bathed & dressed. (ch. 4) By BradentonLarry.  Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories. Tawsha was reveling in the afterglow of several intense orgasms and the unusual feeling of being well and truly fucked. The beautiful Ilsa was hovering over her with that statuesque body; all soft, curvy and fit in just the right ways and places; kissing and licking; licking the Player’s cum off Tawsha’s body! Tawsha knew that sooner or later she would be shocked at her behavior and how much she had enjoyed every bit of it. From sucking that ridiculously big dick, to having it inside her, and then feeling all that hot, sticky cum splattering all over her body; she had loved all of it.  Then there was her sudden mania for the taste of cum. When she had taken the cum from Natalia’s thigh and slurped it down, she had been acting on a whim, born half of the desire to tease Don and half from curiosity spawned by seeing Ilsa and the mysterious woman in the hallway both of whom had clearly enjoyed the stuff, but she had been surprised to find that she liked it; a lot. Of course, she had tasted cum before, but it had never been particularly appealing, and at least once nasty. Don’s cum, mixed with Natalia’s juices, was surprisingly tasty, both salty and a little sweet.  The Player’s was similar, though a bit sweeter even. Plus, it felt so wonderfully decadent to scoop the stuff up off herself and enjoy its thick texture in her mouth and sliding down her throat. As she ran her hands over Ilsa’s wonderful curves, Tawsha also thought back to how willing she was to let the Player have his way with her. More than that, she had happily gotten to her knees for him; hardly typical behavior for her! Something about the fact that the Player had had to earn the right to her favors, in a very physical and competitive way, made it not only alright to give herself up so willingly, but even fun, as if kneeling there, sucking his cock, and fucking him were all part of the game; the most fun part of a game she had enjoyed very much. It also didn’t hurt that all of the men (except Igor) had seemed focused on hitting her to the exclusion of the other women.  Normally, she didn’t like being pursued so directly, particularly by men, but there was something about the good-natured and open spirit of the game that had made it all OK. She had agreed to play, knowing the stakes, and had made them work very hard to win. She was glad that it was either the Player or Don who had gotten her finally, but she was sure she would have been happy to submit to whoever tagged her. Those were the rules, after all. Ilsa’s sweet lips and tongue had made their way down to Tawsha’s lower belly, and Tawsha was sure the blonde would soon move even lower. She turned her head to the side, kissed Ilsa’s thigh, and parted her legs, giving the statuesque beauty complete access. Unfortunately, this idyllic moment was interrupted by a voice saying, “Ahem, excuse me, ladies and gentlemen. I am to inform you that the ball will begin shortly.” The other women exclaimed their delight and Ilsa promptly stopped what she was doing and sat up on her haunches. Smiling down at Tawsha, she said, “You’ll love the ball!” “The ball?” Tawsha asked, suddenly thinking about things other than sex. “Yes,” Ilsa nodded. She got to her feet, and leaned down to help Tawsha to her feet. “We get to dress up and dance. It’s wonderful fun.” “But, what about, ” Tawsha started, but stopped when she felt a large warm hand on her shoulder. She turned to see the Player, who had retrieved his jacket, hat and walking stick, and was now smiling down at her. “I should tell you that the people you should ask about how you came to be here are the Lord and Lady of the Manor,” he said cheerfully. “If anyone knows, they will. And they will be at the ball.” Don had now come up to hear all of this, trailed closely by a very happy Keiko. “We might as well play along,” Don said with a shrug. “I’m beginn