The Pet Show (Open)

Knowing the real countdown had begun Red's need to please her Master, above anything else, made her double her efforts to force Black to cum before she reached 1. Wrapping her lips around Black's swollen clit, she sucked it hard into her mouth scraping it past her teeth. Her tongue, a virtual vibrator, began to flick faster and faster concentrating on the most sensitive part of the flesh trapped within her hot mouth. Now since Black's back was arched her beautiful breasts were lifted from the bed so Red reached up and began manipulating the nipples, pinching them and rolling them between her thumb and forefinger.
All around her the room was filled with the scent of sex, the sound of punishment and pleasure intermingled.
Then, all the counting and slapping and moaning faded away and she felt herself spin out of control and enter that place where nothing else existed, nothing but the task at hand and the "pleasure" she was giving...and receiving. No sense of betrayal was in her mind as she brought Black closer and closer to the orgasm that wasn't allowed. The only thing that mattered now was to please the one she loved above all, her Master.
 
The thrusts were like strikes of a battering ram against Black’s cervix by now, Vince’s massive cock assaulting her tense and quaking body. Each thrust seemed to carry a message for her.

“You’re mine.”

“Give up.”

“You’re weak”

“Give up.”

“You’re nothing.”

“Worthless.”

“Slut.”

“Just give up!”

Black somehow managed to keep from cumming in spite of his violent thrusts. It was then that Vince looked up at his other pet Yellow, her eyes were locked with Black’s and her ordinarily desperate pleading voice, counted strikes with zen like tranquility that seemed to grant Black the strength to continue on.

This was truly something to behold, his naughtiest and weakest pet lending what strength she had to his best and strongest. Perhaps Yellow was not so weak after-all, naughty yes, but it took a unique strength to be able to absorb the kind of punishment she was receiving and yet care more for her sister than for her own plight. If Yellow had looked up at Vince she would have seen her reflection in his piercing green orbs, her reflection bathed in a backlight of redemption.
 
Yellow arched her back, crying out in surprise as White lashed her especially hard. The animal had a sense of exactly when the subjects of his torment were getting complacent, and took hold of that moment to make them pay. "Fifteen!" she eeked, more high pitched and groaned back into the bed in agony, exactly half finished with the... easy part of her punishment. She hated to remember that the worst hadn't even arrived. She laid her head back into the comforters and stared back into Black's eyes to ease herself.... but she daren't slip into the world of concept, the world where she could forget what attrocities befell her flesh. That was most dangerous of all. Vincent had trained them well to marry their souls to their flesh... to feel everything he subjected them to with acuity and intensity. "Sixteen." God, it was unbearable. But she didn't even whimper. Let Master see that she could do it. For him, she could do anything. "Seventeen. Eighteen" Her eyes softly kissed Black's pain/pleasure. "Nineteen." Yellow would have chosen this all over again just to be near to Vincent. She loved him. "Twenty." She was two thirds of the way there. "Twenty One." Master's mindblowing thrusts shook the whole beautiful bed with their intensity. "Twenty Two." Stay strong, Black.
 
She thought she would go over, careen over into the world of oblivion, of pleasure, and of pain. She thought she had lost the battle to control her release, she thought she had..... Until her eyes met Yellow's. Black let herself wrap around those eyes, desperate for the strength within, while lending some of her own to the battered girl. Black did not blame Red for doing what she was doing, Red was obeying orders, that was what they were trained to do. And when Black felt those lips, the rake of teeth over her quivering, throbbing clit, again she almost lost the battle. Couple that with the feel of His cock, filling her, fucking her, demanding entrance into her very womb, Black would have lost that war, if it were not for Yellow, her sweet sister Yellow.

"Nineteen, Eighteen.............Sssseventeen, Sixteennnnnn, Fifteen, MMMMASTERRRRRR" both came to the number Seventeen at the same time, Black having stammered, Yellow pulling her thru, their voices ringing together. Black screaming out again, as He rammed into her, her whole body shuddering on the bed.

"Fourteen, Thirteen, Twelve, Eleven, TTTTTTEN" Gasping, a deep breath taken as He drove into her again, and again, and ........ "NINE"


"Eight" (You’re mine)

"Seven" (Give up)

"Six" (You’re weak)

"Five" (Give up)

He had used the same tatic on her when breaking her, there in the darkness of His dungeon. That time He had used a leather whip, giving White a well deserved rest from the punishments that He had inflicted upon her. His words still rang deep in her mind, always there.

"Four" (You’re nothing)

"Three" (Worthless)

Tears flowed from Black's dark eyes, trailing down her cheeks, glimmering in the light of the room. He had made her count, while she was chained at His feet, made her count as He told her how worthless she was, that she was nothing without Him, weak, a slut, a whore, a nothing.

"Two" (Slut)

She had watched Him use the same technique on other girls, whether training His own pets, or for another.

"ONE" (Just give up)

"I GIVE UP MASTER....I GIVE UP!!! I.... I submit MASTER... PPPPLEASE!!!!!!"

"Ohhhhhhhh god Master, PLEASE!!! YOU ARE MY MASTER, MY LORD, MY GOD, PLEASE MASTER LET ME CUM, PLEASE!!!!" Her voice, her plea, echoed thru out the suite. Arched back, shuddering almost violently, still impaled on her Master's cock, Black begged, and submitted, again.

He had broken her yet again, and if it had not been for Yellow's eyes, Yellow's strength, she would have been laying at His feet, after defying His command, at His mercy, more than likely in pain.
 
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As Black reached her coveted "One," Yellow reached her dreaded "Thirty..." As Black waited for her orgasm, Yellow trembled sniffling waiting for those teeth.
 
“Go ahead!” Vincent ordered. “Cum for me slut, coat my cock in your sweet juices.”

Vince slammed deep into Black once again, pulling her hair to ensure that he was buried in her fully. The girl was truly a wreck from struggling against her own climax for so long, and Vincent was proud of her. Vince was proud of Yellow as well, she had acted bravely in spit of her own dilemma.

Black began her long and loud spiral into an unadulterated climax just as White struck out at Yellow. The viscous strike of the serpent fell just below the dainty curve of Yellow’s ass, leaving long angry bite marks just above her thigh that slowly cried crimson tears of blood.

Another strike to Yellow’s other ass cheek and her punishment was through. Though Vincent wished he could console her he had to remain firm, he also could not waiver on his promise to leave her out of the opening ceremony.

Vince’s eyes snapped shut suddenly, pulling him from his reminiscence as Black’s spasming and quivering cunt sent waves of glorious pleasure through his shaft.
 
Black released as His permission slipped from His lips. The last of His words had not even faded when her body gave in, and the climax overtook her. Black shuddered, as her eyes rolled back. She had not wanted to break that contact with Yellow, but the orgasm was so powerful, that she could only give into it, letting it wash over her, and race thru her. She could feel her Master's cock, buried so deeply inside her, the twitching spasms of her cervix seeming to grind against the head of His cock.

Her howl of pleasure was heard thruout the suite, in fact, so loud was her cry, that any just outside of the suite surely heard her as well. Her voice overshadowed Yellow's cry of pain, as White lashed out, biting into tender skin. But Black heard it, and the sound brought her back to reality once more, her eyes snapping open to capture Yellow's once again. She could not reach out to her sister, as He had her pulled back, holding her captive my her hair, and His cock impaled so deeply in her shattering, spasming, tight, silken, pulsing pussy. The flood of her submission pouring over His cock, heated, slick, coating Him as she gave Him what He demanded, her release, her cries of pain and pleasure, her soul. Thick droplets falling to Red's thirsting mouth, feeding her the sweetness, the warmth, the essence of her submission and pleasure at His command.


She was panting now, her voice abandoning her as her body continued to tremble and quake, the orgasm sending smaller waves of pleasure thru her, and over His still embedded cock.

"MMMMMaster.... ttthank You.... MMMMaster" she managed to whisper. Always, whether granted pleasure or pain, His pets would thank Him.. always
 
Vincent continued sliding his cock back and forth slowly loving the feel of Black’s rippling pussy caressing and squeezing his cock. The grip on her hair was slowly released in favor of a gentle but firm grasp of her throat and the sides of her sweet face. Vincent leaned forward as he pulled her back to meet his hungry and passionate kiss. His tongue danced illicitly with hers as their bodies continued to move, each reacting to the need of the other.

Black knew the rhythm of Vince’s body well. So well in fact it was almost as if her hips were responding to him without and behest of their owner. Vince loved the feel of Black’s body, he cries of ecstasy, the way she would thank him even when he was forced to punish her.

The sun was setting low on the horizon and the tapestry of neon that made up “The Strip” was already coming to life. Trainers would be converging on the palms in no time, Vince had to finish up. A snap of his fingers brought Yellow slowly to his side, eyes still filled with tears. Vince kissed her deeply and passionately, a reward for being brave through her punishment.

Once the kiss was through Vince took a slow deliberate step back, sliding his cock reluctantly from Black’s still quivering sex. His eyes scanned the eyes of Yellow and Red, his wordless command bringing Yellow gleefully to her knees to meet Red at Vince’s still glistening cock.

“You may turn around Black, come share my seed with your sisters.”

Vince lamented their lack of time, he would have loved to fuck Black into several more orgasms befor blowing his load, but he took his role of judge very seriously and didn't want to disappoint the competitors or fans of his who might also have come out to view the show.
 
Black thought for sure she would pass out, the climax had roared thru her, shaking her to her very core. Her body trembled, and as He released her, she thought for sure she would collapse onto the bed, or the floor at His feet. Licking her lips, tasting His kiss, she once more whispered a soft thank You to Him, she catching Yellow's gaze as He engaged her in the same deep, passion laced kiss as He had just shared with her.

Red, in the meantime, was licking her lips of the flood of Black's juices, sweet, slick and warm.

“You may turn around Black, come share my seed with your sisters.”

Black turned, and slowly slid to her knees upon the floor. She was in the middle of the other 2, Yellow and Red. Each, at first, took a turn at licking, suckling His cock, tasting the sweetness of Black's torment. The girls were well versed in pleasuring Him with their mouths in unison. It was actually something that Black taught them, to not be greedy, to each have a taste, a share, of His length, and His balls. Soon, Both Red and Black were licking and kissing along the shaft of His cock, Yellow was beneath, suckling His balls. Then places would shift, so each had the chance to pleasure and worship His balls.

Often, the girl's lips would touch, a light kiss exchanged between them. None dared to take it further, that was for Him to decide. Each wanted to be the lucky one to swallow His seed, but again, that was for Him to decide.
 
Marc walked into the Contest and handed his coat to the girl on the door.
The girl asked him "Would you like a drink sir?"
Marc nodded and requested a JD and coke. Moving towards the judges table he wondered where everyone was? there where no other judges at the table and he could not see anyone else who would be taking part tonight.

Marc asked "Are there no others in the building tonight?"
and the girl on the door responded "I belive that Vince is in his room with a selection of his women"

Marc thought to himself, being a long firend of Vince that he would go and see him, catch up on old times, and perhaps get a few favours from his lady firends.

Marc made his way to Vince's room and tapped on the door.
Vince answered and welcomed him in, offering Marc a seat to the left.

Marc eyed a fine looking girl. Dressed in nothing but black, and she caught his eye as he sat down.
Marc gave her a wink and took a sip of his drink.
 
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Yellow was eagerly lapping at him. The tears were not yet dry on her face and her ass was throbbing with the painful intrusion of snake fangs, but she couldn't have been more blissful. She nuzzled her face against him, adoringly, feeling happy and relieved, and at the same time soaked with juices even from just being punished. She groaned and mewled at the taste of him, her little sweet ass wiggling with excitement. Her eyes sneaked from side to side, catching the gazes of her sisters adoringly while she shared his cock with them, then dragging her wide, dark eyes up to Him. Him. Him. She looked at the striking features of his face... his sinful green eyes. Him. She lapped adoringly at his throbbing shaft, hoping for a taste of him
 
Vince sighed in exquisite bliss at the pleasure these three girls were providing him, their young, warm and talented mouths lavishing praise on every inch of his sack and shaft. Just as Vince felt his seed rising in his balls he hears a knock at the door. Vince leaned out and caught Purple's gaze. Vince snapped his fingers at her before leaning back into the bedroom and closing the door.

Purple dutifully rose to answer the door, smoothing out her apron and adjusting her ears nervously.

"Master Marc! Welcome! Our Master is indesposed at the moment but he will be along shortly. Please make yourself comfortable. Is there anything I can bring you?" Purple diligently led Marc into the massive suite where Orange, Green, and Blue were kneeling.
 
Much like a pet, Yellow loved company, and Master knew this... However, she was somewhat conflicted at the moment, because she especially took pleasure in being affectionately patted and attentive to her Master in the presence of others, and though she was being allowed the exquisite pleasure of worshipping Master's cock, she wasn't sure she was out of the proverbial doghouse yet... One of the punishments she disliked the most was to be shamed or ignored or left behind or verbally reprimanded in the company of "outsiders," but this was something Vince rarely did. If had an issue to take up with one of his pets, it was a private matter. Almost without exception, he protected the girls fiercely from outsiders. She lapped and nuzzled, moaning softly. She loved others hearing or catching glimpses of what a lucky man Vince was.
 
Upon entering the room, Marc could see that Vince was attending to more pressing matters at hand.
Making his way over to the three girls on the large suite, he gave them all a smile and sat between them.
While he sat there Orange edged closer to him and placed one hand on his knee and spoke in a soft tone.
"Your one of Vinces firends i take it?"
Marc responded "Yeh we go back a ways, must be comming close to 5 years now, got to know him from previous shows"

Marc gave a sly wink to Vince as he continued his buisness with his girl.
"i can see you have been buisy Vince, hope there keeping you buisy"
Marc knew Vince had his way with his girls, somtimes he even grew jealous of his control and dominance over them"

A few minutes passed and Marc shouted over to him in a Joyful tone. "Hey, so which one of these fine beauties to i get to keep as a souvenir then mate"?
 
"Ohhhh yeah."

Vince sighed softly enough that he couldn't be heard outside the room. His hands found places on the back of Red and Yellow's heads as they tended to Him. A visitor was in the room but His pets were more than capable of entertaining whatever manner of company had intruded upon his sanctuary.
 
Upon seeing how Vince was so indulged in his current actions, Marc turned to Orange and asked "So, i hear that you know how to keep a man interested?"

Marc was growing a little bored with sitting and wouldnt mind some action with one of the girls.
He moved close to Orange and placed her left hand onto his right leg.
"Now im sure that Vince wont mind if i borrow you for a short while"

At first Orange wasnt sure if she would be permitted to perform any form of act with another man, but a quick nod from Vince and she slowly began to run her hand over Marc's slowly hardening crotch.

She ran her had over his hair and began to unzip Marcs blue denim jeans.

Marc smiled and looked on as Orange started to form a grip around his manhood.
 
Orange: Exotic Vixen

Orange purred up at Marc, she knew her role well. Orange was by far the most stunning to look at of Vince's pets. She swept her long thich mane of golden hair over Marc's face playfully as she leaned down and unzipped his fly with her teeth. A quick wink passed from her to him.

Orange was often given the task of entertaining guests, mostly because guests more often than not chose her to give them pleasure. She was exotic and sultry. Versed in many things but versed in the art of pleasing men more than anything else. She was devoted to her Master completely but often sought to bring him praise by earning it for herself.

Her delicate slender fingers worked to free Marc's cock as her breathing became heavier, causing her very large breasts to heave.
 
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Black had heard someone enter, but had not been dismissed to attend to the Vistor, not that the others could not handle that task as well as she, and truth be told, Black, at that moment was glad she was with Him and not the Visitor. She much preferred Vincent's attentions. At the moment she were beneath, licking and suckling at His balls, her tongue curling around the sensative skin, she drawing each into the warm embrace of her mouth.

"Masterrrrrr" she purred beneath Him, her breath warm. "Do You desire me to check on Your Visitor" her lips brushing His balls as she whispered, she did not want to leave, she would rather stay at His feet, but she knew her place, and what was expected of her. Both Red and Yellow were lavishing His cock with their tongues, each taking turns to embrace the length deep into their mouths. Black smiled just a little, she liked seeing her sisters so happy, the punishments behind them.
 
Yellow lusciously pressed her velvet tongue into Vince's huge throbbing cock. She was lost in the task, and taking special pleasure in being overheard, she growled and purred her hot pleasure onto Vince's stiff shaft. Her short, silky black hair was messy, in her face, and clinging to her lips.
 
As Orange worked to free Marcs cock, he took a second to realise his surroundings, he could see that of all the girls in the room, one would stand out amongst them all...
Black.. It was clear to see, her eyes knew only of Vincent. She was as loyal, and devoted as any Dog to its master, She would go to any length, any cost just to see him pleased.
Marc, for a moment wondered how such a woman could be so devoted to any one person..

At that time he felt a warm, wet sensation upon his now fully hardened cock.
With a quiet moan of pleasure, Orange decended her mouth fully onto his cock and began to slowly suck on it.
From the tip to the base, she spared no area, her tongue working it's way around as she moved.

The other girls in the room were buisy working on Vincent but every so often would spare a glance over to see what was over the other side of the room.
 
Vince's cock began to swell from the base as his seed rose through the shaft. He was ready to release his nectar for the enjoyment of his pets. Though the door to the bedroom obscured most of the scene inside from Marc's view Vince could sense his old friend lusting after his favorite pet Black.

Vince gripped Black's hair gently, pulling her up from his balls so that her face was parallel with her sisters'. Vince sighed again, his breath coming in pants as he grasped his own cock in anticipation of his impending orgasm.

Like a firehose Vince fired off rope after rope of hot sticky white cum, coating Black the most but throroughly dousing all three of the eager faces before him. Hair, face, lips and neck each girl was decorated with his thick frosting. Black had it the worst, long gleaming strands of cum hanging from her bangs and face along with a good mouthful of the stuff.

"Clean eachother." Vince whisspered softly enough so that ONLY his pets could hear as he made his way to the dresser to change.
 
Green

OOC: Hopefully I can keep up :)

Profile of Green.
Green was the tender of White.
Green was the lowest of them all.
Green is a mix of Red, Yellow & Blue in art.
Green is very quiet & mostly unnoticed.
Green is a 5ft 10in 38C, 26 waist, 36 hips, green eyed redhead.
Green was granted her name, not for her eyes, but the symbolism of the money Master Vince intrusts her with. Master Vince had rescued her from an abusive home years ago while schooling to be an accountant. Green wisely documented every penny & invested what money Master Vince alloted her into great upcoming companies without fail. Green was the one Master Vince tested new things on, before te other girls as Green's skin was a bit tougher, her bones a bit stronger & her willpower broken long before coming under His care.

IC:
Seeing Orange occupied with Marc & Purple distracted between the two rooms, not noticing any gestures from Master Vince requesting her to do anything except maintain proper posture, Green knows her place to help White after a session, as White can be very tired.
Green holds out her hands for White, watching Master Vince, Green knows He will be wanting White with him tonight so unfortunately she will not be feeding him yet. Feeling White come to her hands Green picks up White & curls the Masters cold blooded pet close to her, envious of Black, Yellow & Red, wishing secretely that it was His warm blooded snake she was handling.
Sitting back Green relaxes with White against her bare chest, the python absorbing her heat.
Green hears the noises from Orange & Marc. Green see's her sisters Red, Yellow & Black lapping away at Master's wonderful member, Green pats White lovingly, knowing this will be the closest she will ever get to her Master.
Green understands her place to serve in ways the others cannot.
Green is not a sexual slave, Green is a mundane slave to Master Vincent.
Patiently Green awaits Master to treat the girls at his feet with his seed.
Green knows NOT to enter the room until Master Vince bids her, so Green holds onto White until she can return White to the cage.
 
As Orange's lips move gently up and down Marc's cock, he leans back and places one hand on the back of her head, aiding her with the motions.

"Damn girl, you have been taught well, that i can see! now hows about some breast action?"
And with that Orange slowly removed her mouth from around his now silky cock and placed it between her pillows.
With a smile and a wink she began to move up and down, catching the tip with her tongue as she did so.

A few minutes of this would have been enough to drive any man to orgasim, and in truth, Marc wasnt far from blowing either!

"Hehh... so where do you want your reward?" he asks

"Where do you disire?" Orange says with a submissive look in her eyes

two more minutes pass and Marc is about ready to blow.
"Here i go, you better take all of this!" Marc orders.
And with that he grasps the back of Oranges head, it was clear to see in Oranges eyes that it was alot to take in, her throat could be seen, devouring all his cum.

"Thank you"
Orange pulls Marc's cock from her mouth and begins to lick off any remaining remnants of cum.
 
Red is in heaven once again...this has been an extraordinary day for her! All the attention and none of the punishment...she smiles quietly to herself as she tastes both Black and her Master on her lips.
She was glad that Black had been able to cum with permission so as not to be punished but also that she was able to taste the reward of this and know she had a small part in making it happen.

Now that Yellow's punishment is over and she is here beside Red worshipping their Master's beautiful cock with Black, the world is complete.

Red has always been and will always be 100% loyal and obediant to her Master however, she is a bit like a 'mother hen' to her sisters. Without treading over any line, she has the innate ability to take care of them without bringing on their Master's wrath. More than once in T/their time together, Red has saved another girl from being punished or has been there to comfort her if she has deserved it. This nurturing side of Red has served her well both with the other girls as well as with Him. She usually can sense what is needed in any given situation and figure out a way to deal with it in the best way...even when it comes to His needs, wants and desires.

All 3 girls are easily rotating position to service His cock as Black has taught them, like a well oiled machine and their competance is paying off handsomely as Red feels their Master's balls tighten. She hears Him sigh and knows that this is it! She sees Him grab Black by the hair, pull back and begin to shoot everywhere! So much of His wonderful cum exploding all over each of them! Oh the joy in receiving such reward...."thank You, Master" Red mumbles under her breath not sure whether it was in her mind or out loud. It feels so very good and to see her sisters being rewarded well too makes her smile.

Hearing Master whisper "Clean each other", Red needs no other encouragement and starts with poor Yellow who has seen the worst of the treatment today.
 
Blue: The Bubbly Innocent

As the girls lavished eachother with tenderness and delicately licked his seed from one another’s bodies and mouths, Vince made his way to the closet. Vince pulled on a pair of black, silk boxers and a white tank top undershirt that fit him snugly. Vince then selected a very expensive looking black silk dress shirt. Around the collar of that shirt he expertly knotted a green silk tie and fastened the top button. His sleeves he joined with a pair of cuff links each one boasting a marble sized sapphire. Vince then slid on a pair of dress slacks with blue stripes running up each side and a green alligator belt. A sleek, jet-black, velvet suit coat went over the ensemble and he neatly folded down the blue lapels. A blue fedora hat came out of a round hat box with a small peacock feather tucked neatly into the green band and a pair of “Presley-esque” blue suede shoes completed the outfit as Vince cocked his hat to the side.

Never one for modesty Vince took a few moments to admire himself in the mirror before spritzing on a healthy dose of infectious cologne. Now, next to the mirror, it was time for Vincent to decide on his jewelry choices for the evening. A black velvet box about the size of a checkerboard was opened and Vince gazed in longingly.

The array of jewelry Vince had amassed over they years was truly quite impressive, between purchases of his own, donations from fans and gifts from his girls Vince had a chain, charm watch and several rings suitable for any occasion. Vince decided to go understated tonight, opting for a small platinum cross with a princess cut emerald at the center hanging from a moderate platinum chain.

Vincent loved dressing up, it was his way of deserving the constant praise and pampering that anyone who encountered him would heap onto his shoulders. He certainly looked the part of the master in this elegant ensemble.

Walking back over to the girls he tapped Black on the shoulder and snapped his fingers, pointing to the closet. Though no words were exchanged the message was clear, it was time for her to put on her formal attire and get cleaned up.

Each of Vincent’s girls was given three distinctive outfits in their color. Their everyday clothes, their semi-formal garb and their formal wear, this was undoubtedly cause for the formal wear.

Red and Yellow were still busy licking and kissing eachother clean, since he was wearing no red or yellow their previous orders still stood. The second Vince stepped out of the bedroom Blue squealed with glee. She popped up from he place kneeling beside the couch where Marc sat and dashed up toward the bedroom.

Blue stopped momentarily to give Vince a sweet peck on his cheek and whisper a sultry “Thank You.” before dashing into the bedroom to change.

Vince gently relieved Green of her serpentine burden as she rose from her position to go change.

A polite smile passed between Vince and Marc though the girls all spotted the flame behind Vince’s blazing green eyes that betrayed his frustration at being so unceremoniously disturbed.

Purple was close at hand and she was still on Vince’s shit list so he quickly grabbed her by the hair, yanking her head back violently so that he could whisper a message to Marc into her ear. Though he’d known Marc for quite some time through these competitions, only Vincent’s slaves ever heard his voice.

“Ah! Um… ah… um, my Master apologizes for his tardiness and bids you welcome to his suite. He hopes Orange’s performance pleased you.” Purple dutifully parroted while desperately trying to keep as many of her long burgundy hairs in her head as possible, “The girls will be joining him soon and then you can all make your way down to greet competitors…” Purple’s voice dropped, as did her eyes, Vince loosed her hair forcing her to stand alone while she said the last part. “I will not be leaving the room because I’ve been a bad little slut… I’m not fit to be around civilized humans. You may think of me as a bitch who isn’t house broken, fit only to wait in the yard for her Master to clean up after her fuck ups. I’m sorry for offending you with my inadequacy Sir Marc.”

By the time Purple was done berating herself tears were again meandering their way down her face and she was sniffling softly.

Blue was the first to be ready, she looked absolutely stunning in her formal gown. The slinky blue silk hugged her lovely curves like a glove. The fabric was darker blue where light hit it directly and lighter behind shadows and in the gentle folds where the fabric hung. The dress clasped together at her left shoulder and left her entire right side exposed above the hip where her dress rested neatly. Under the dress a blue bustier studded with sapphires covered her perky breasts, fully visible on the right side. Also visible on the right was the waist band of her thong which had crept up just above her hip where the dress clung.

Even the long flowing silver hair on Blue’s head was decorated, held up on the left side by a beautiful silver comb which was studded with sapphires. Blue smiled broadly at Vince, she knew she looked good, though she was far too well trained to ever profess so.

Blue strutted down the steps, swaying her hips back and forth as she walked toward her Master in high, strappy, blue stilettos. A gentle kiss just below his jaw accompanied the exchange of her delicate silver “formal” chain into Vince’s hand.

The girl was nearly bubbling over with excitement as she waited for the others. Blue loved seeing new places, though she had seen Vegas several times she knew there was still much more out there to see, feel and experience. She was also hopeful that there would come an opportunity to make her Master proud, maybe he would even kiss the top of her head the way she liked…

Blue shook her head slightly to rattle those thoughts out. The night was young and she didn’t want to mess up her formal panties.
 
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