"Yes, mistress," I said. As the new slave girl, I assumed I must treat any other girls as my superiors."There is no hierarchy among slaves here, Jenny...," Charlotte said. "We are not to devote our energies to any pursuits other than pleasing our master." After a pause, she continued. "I am to see that you are cleaned and prepared to meet the master."The guards unchained my wrists and ankles, leaving me absolutely nude; my previous collar had been left behind, in Paris. I expected I would be. Continuing to flick its body with her lash, she spoke to it thoughtfully. "So, little pale beast, I have you both now. Shall I harness you to my cart alongside your sister-animal? Or shall I keep you as my lap-dog? You will make an amusing little pet once I have tamed you. You shall eat from my hand and sleep at the foot of my bed, and I shall walk you on a scarlet leash. But we shall see," she went on."Perhaps you will be more useful to me as a pony. Have you been trained as a pony, little. Sam left out a loud sigh and reached up to place her hands on her breasts, squeezing and pulling at her nipples. Paul began to move with a rhythm. Sam was tight and since Donna would never let him fuck her arse, this was new to Paul. He was in heaven convinced this was the best fuck he’d ever had. He was turned on by her playing with her own breasts and reached his hands down to join hers. Immediately she released them and slid her hands lower to cup his balls with one while her other hand. Samantha was there, escorting Aunt Alice. Her parents cuddled together on her other side. Lieutenant Carruthers was there accompanied by all four of his concubines. Sergeant-Major Blondell was there, with Greg and a girl who was quite young, very pregnant and, like Penny Deschenes, very naked.Michael started the announcement. "After that little nastiness on the parade square where young Optio Redburn acquitted herself with the skill, tenacity and coolness that we would expect only from an adult.