She glanced at Rich to make sure he was still asleep, then parted the bathrobe and looked down at her cunt. She had examined it once already when she ...washed, but now she spread her thighs a little and looked down at it again. It's not as pretty as a cock, she thought, But it's a pretty cunt. She touched the silky pubic hair with her delicate fingers, then gently parted the folds of her labia. She couldn't see it very well without a mirror, but she examined it as best she could from that. Faint, link marks remained from the last time it was used to punish me.I could only whine, slowly guessing what was to come. Connie was lubing up my ass for my ultimate dog shaming. "I was hoping you would figure this out, you stupid cunt. You must give ALL of yourself to the alpha. That's how low you are in our pack."I began to sniffle. The idea of getting dog fucked in the ass, by an animal I once trusted my life to but now only loved for his casual use of me, sent my heart into a doom. “Excellent. Any problems?”“None, milord,” replied the man who had been ordering the two women about.“And the traitor?”“Dead with the others.”“Good. If he betrayed one master, he’d surely betray another.” He turned to the two women and smiled cruelly. “Welcome, ladies, to Castle Front-du-lac. I am your host, Guy de Montmartre, Baron Front-du-lac.”Both women gasped. Baron Front-du-lac was Baron Chelmsford’s sworn enemy, and that they were here at his castle meant Front-du-lac had captured them. " Oh, I don't think..." Boy, you can say that again. You have no idea how much you don't think. You never, Never, NEVER tell a woman about another woman. You definitely don't go on and on about how wonderful she is but how you're only friends."The warning bell for class went off so we didn't have time to go into it any more. Why couldn't they have warning bells when I was about to do something stupid?"Mary? How about sitting with us at lunch so we can talk about this some more?" How about us.