Maisie interviewed in the bath

"OK, we'll call it there. That seems pretty unanimous. Let's go and wake her up!"

Ellen re-entered the bathroom, her twin still in a deep sleep. Keeping the camera steady, she gently shook Maise's shoulder with her other hand.

"Maisie? Wake up."

The young woman stirred, wiping her face with a soapy, wet hand as it took her a few seconds to remember where she was. It took a few more for her to notice the camera.

"Ellen! Put that away!" she squeaked, submerging her entire body beneath the bubbles. 30 seconds later her face re-appeared, her cheeks bright red as she sucked in much-needed oxygen.

Realised that you needed to breathe?" Ellen chuckled.

Water sloshed out of the tub as Maisie placed one arm across her chest, and slid the other hand between her legs.

"Please can we do this later?" Maisie asked. "I'm kind of...naked here."

"Don't be silly, we can't see anything!" Ellen laughed, as the heart reactions and laughter emojis flooded into the chat. "Your fans have got a few questions for you. Let's start with this one from MP_Fan_2000..."

Maisie did her best to keep the answers short, hoping that the faster she got through them, the sooner she'd be left alone. She was also aware that the water was becoming cooler, and the bubbles were starting to pop.

"From 'MaisieSlut69': 'how many times do you masturbate a week?'"

"I...I'm not answering that!" Maisie gasped. "That's private!"

"Come on, Maisie, don't be a spoil sport!" Ellen submerged her hand around Maisie's feet.

"No, wait!" the nude girl shrieked, when she realised what her sister was about to do. "T-three or four times, usually!"

Not wanting her naked body to be broadcast live on Youtube, Maisie reluctantly spilled her secrets, from favourite sex position, to prefered porn category, and number of sexual partners."

Only when Maisie was shivering in the cold water, and her blurry figure could be seen underwater, did Ellen wrap up.

"OK guys, that's all we've got time for today!" Ellen announced. "And we didn't get to hear about the time Maisie went streaking backstage at Wembley!"

"Hey!" Maisie shouted, as her sister returned to the bedroom.

"Don't go anywhere guys, the fun's not over," Ellen whispered conspiratorially. "Maisie will have to stay in there forever, or come out here in her birthday suit!"

Sure enough, they didn't have to wait long before the door cracked open, and Maisie's pale face appeared in the gap.

"E-Ellen? You don't happen to have a towel, do you?"

Ellen held out a towel, but pulled back when her sister made a grab for it. Disoriented, Maisie tumbled forward and staggered out of the bathroom, her arms windmill as she fought to regain her balance.

"Turn that off!" Maisie cried as she slammed her arms back scross her body.

Ellen danced backwards away from her, laughing and staying out of reach.

Maisie chased her twin around the hotel room, flashing her torso as she made a grab for the camera.

She finally succeeded in wrestling Ellen onto the bed, and after a short struggle, ripped the camera from her fingers.

There was one more shot of Maisie's breasts, and then the feed stopped.