only fueled their submissive desires.
Nashita warned them after they read the folder, “You will perform to your best abilities, they will find your faults on their own, do not make mistakes to add to the punishment. You will be watched and if our Master deems you unacceptable, further rigorous training will be ordered for you two.”
“Yes Mistress, thank you Mistress, “ they replied in harmony, while keeping their eyes downcast.
“The food will be brought to you once your guests arrive. You will remain as you are until they get here. You may talk to each other about your assignment, since we expect you to work as a team,” said Samihah and then she and Nashita departed.
The sisters would wait on their knees for over an hour, but the lush carpeting in the room made it an easy task compared to others they had faced. The room was Middle Eastern in design, with tapestries and draperies surrounding it. There was a low table with cushions around it and a large mattress off to one side of the room, also covered by cushions. There was a pair of matching pillories standing off to the side, a good indicator of where they would be eventually punished.
“How are you handling this sister?” Jadwa asked Jada, her desire to watch over her younger sibling prompting her off-subject question.
“Don’t worry about me big sister, this was scary at first, but now I feel like a slave deep down. I can’t imagine life any other way anymore, serving in a Sheik’s harem is so cool!” replied Jada.
“I know, right? This is just so insane, but my pussy constantly throbs with desire and I need to be used like a slut. Steve and Art were right, we are whores at heart I guess.”
“What about mom? Er, I mean Mistress, who would have thought she was so sexy and strong…is it wrong to think of her that way?” Jada asked.
“Not here, every forbidden thing from our old lives is fair game in this world, and when she torments us…it is like so weird, and yet wonderful. But we have two hot brothers coming for us soon and that is what we need to discuss…”
They got down to business at that point, agreeing on how to act and respond to what was coming. They knew the brothers would run the show, but they made sure they were on the same page so that their responses to their clients would be in harmony. By the time the guests arrived the pair of slaves were thoroughly embroiled in submissive longing, ready to serve them as expected.
The men entered the room and sat on cushions sat opposite sides of the table. One gestured to Jadwa to join him and the other called to Jada, prompting both slaves to crawl to their Masters of the evening. They knelt beside the men and waited for an order, only waiting a moment before two slaves brought in plates of food. Small pieces of meat and potatoes filled the plates, each piece small enough for the girls to hand feed to their Masters.
“You may feed us now slaves,” said Jada’s Master.
The girls gingerly took small morsels of meat and moved them towards their Master’s mouths. The men sucked them in and then sucked the slaves’ fingers, sending jolts of arousal into the heated slaves’ souls. They slowly fed them the meal, the aroma of the food strongly affecting them, though their true hunger dominated their thoughts, both of them eager to taste the men’s’ meat.
When they were done eating the men stood up and ordered the girls to undress them and they gleefully complied, the heat in their loins building with each passing moment. Then they walked their pets over to the large bed and laid face down on them, ordering the slaves to begin their massage. The girls straddled their backs and slowly began to massage their muscular shoulders using oils that were sitting on a small table beside the bed. They moved continually down the men’s bodies, rubbing the warm oil into their smooth flesh. When they had reached their feet and massaged them thoroughly, the men rolled over and revealed their
Nashita warned them after they read the folder, “You will perform to your best abilities, they will find your faults on their own, do not make mistakes to add to the punishment. You will be watched and if our Master deems you unacceptable, further rigorous training will be ordered for you two.”
“Yes Mistress, thank you Mistress, “ they replied in harmony, while keeping their eyes downcast.
“The food will be brought to you once your guests arrive. You will remain as you are until they get here. You may talk to each other about your assignment, since we expect you to work as a team,” said Samihah and then she and Nashita departed.
The sisters would wait on their knees for over an hour, but the lush carpeting in the room made it an easy task compared to others they had faced. The room was Middle Eastern in design, with tapestries and draperies surrounding it. There was a low table with cushions around it and a large mattress off to one side of the room, also covered by cushions. There was a pair of matching pillories standing off to the side, a good indicator of where they would be eventually punished.
“How are you handling this sister?” Jadwa asked Jada, her desire to watch over her younger sibling prompting her off-subject question.
“Don’t worry about me big sister, this was scary at first, but now I feel like a slave deep down. I can’t imagine life any other way anymore, serving in a Sheik’s harem is so cool!” replied Jada.
“I know, right? This is just so insane, but my pussy constantly throbs with desire and I need to be used like a slut. Steve and Art were right, we are whores at heart I guess.”
“What about mom? Er, I mean Mistress, who would have thought she was so sexy and strong…is it wrong to think of her that way?” Jada asked.
“Not here, every forbidden thing from our old lives is fair game in this world, and when she torments us…it is like so weird, and yet wonderful. But we have two hot brothers coming for us soon and that is what we need to discuss…”
They got down to business at that point, agreeing on how to act and respond to what was coming. They knew the brothers would run the show, but they made sure they were on the same page so that their responses to their clients would be in harmony. By the time the guests arrived the pair of slaves were thoroughly embroiled in submissive longing, ready to serve them as expected.
The men entered the room and sat on cushions sat opposite sides of the table. One gestured to Jadwa to join him and the other called to Jada, prompting both slaves to crawl to their Masters of the evening. They knelt beside the men and waited for an order, only waiting a moment before two slaves brought in plates of food. Small pieces of meat and potatoes filled the plates, each piece small enough for the girls to hand feed to their Masters.
“You may feed us now slaves,” said Jada’s Master.
The girls gingerly took small morsels of meat and moved them towards their Master’s mouths. The men sucked them in and then sucked the slaves’ fingers, sending jolts of arousal into the heated slaves’ souls. They slowly fed them the meal, the aroma of the food strongly affecting them, though their true hunger dominated their thoughts, both of them eager to taste the men’s’ meat.
When they were done eating the men stood up and ordered the girls to undress them and they gleefully complied, the heat in their loins building with each passing moment. Then they walked their pets over to the large bed and laid face down on them, ordering the slaves to begin their massage. The girls straddled their backs and slowly began to massage their muscular shoulders using oils that were sitting on a small table beside the bed. They moved continually down the men’s bodies, rubbing the warm oil into their smooth flesh. When they had reached their feet and massaged them thoroughly, the men rolled over and revealed their
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