"Yes, I'm very impressed with her...productivity. But being a cockhound does
not necessarily mean she..."

"Oh, no. I am sure she will be eager to please no matter what is asked."

"You know, you've got to have silicone put in those nipples...to keep them hard
like she's gotten them now."

"Yes. And, like you said...bigger tits. Forty double - D?"

"Oh, that would be purrrrfect!", Tawny drawled breathlessly.

"She doesn't know it yet, but she's been sucking a lot of cocks to pay for it
all."

Tawny laughed out loud. "You are so wicked. That's why I love you."

"I know."

"What about the pig?"

"Oh, I haven't told you? My little pig is an accomplished pussy lover. It's
little tongue is quick and precise."

"Mmmmm. How long have you denied it?"

Karen grinned widely. "Going on four weeks now."

"Hmmm. Do you think we'll ever get dressed today?"

"Oh, sure. We're going out to dinner this evening. Today is just for fun, and
to give you a chance to relax a bit."

Tawny reached over and took Karen's hand. Quietly they continued to watch their
slaves suffer, dance, and work for their pleasure over the next thirty minutes.

By the time they had finished processing the condoms, henry had filled up three
bowls, amy one, and the pig, one. Mistress Karen had him deposit the now empty
condoms into the trash can and bring a tall drinking glass to the sunroom along
with a large lemonade pitcher. Under Mistress Karen's direction, he poured the
contents of the pig's bowl into the glass and poured the thicker, milky jism of
the other four bowls into the pitcher. He and amy were told to present their
fingers to the pig, which cleaned them quickly with it's tongue.

henry was then directed to call the slut into the sunroom.

slut was almost completely exhausted before being called into the sunroom. She
had been concerned that she might pass out, but had done her best to keep
dancing as seductively as she knew how in ninety degree heat. She had lost so
much fluid through perspiration that she was light headed and very, very
thirsty. She was so grateful to be allowed to come into the cool air and be out
of the sun. The room smelled of an odd mixture of male cum and pussy. She
assumed her position on the closest open floor space, carefully avoiding looking
around to try to trace the odors back to their sources.

Miss Karen spoke first.

"slut, you may look over here."

slut looked up and across the room at where Miss Karen sat. The woman who was
holding her hand was every bit as beautiful as slut had thought she was, and she
was smiling, which was good. Miss Karen gestured toward the woman with her free
hand.

"This is Miss Tawny. You will obey her orders as you would mine."

Miss Karen then gestured toward the sexy guy. "This is henry. He belongs to
Miss Tawny, and is her senior slave. You will obey his orders as you would
mine. And, this is amy, junior only to henry. You will obey her orders as you
would mine. Outside is Lizbeth. For the time being you are equals. Our pig
here is everyone's pet. Do you understand, slut?"

slut was more than a bit taken aback. She had somehow thought she and the pig
were in a...unique situation. But here were these other...slaves? It seemed
so...routine, the way Miss Karen introduced them. slut gulped. "Yes, Miss
Karen." Her voice was dry.

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