Lisa went to Jill and asked, “Would you like the honor? Or just the selection?”
“I will watch how you do it for now. I would use this to punish the girl.” Jill said.
Lisa could see the visible signs of excitement in Jill even though her conservative dress covered her probably dripping pussy. Jill had chosen the bamboo rod.
“J you will thank me after each. If you miss one, it adds ten days to your chastity without orgasm. You are right now at two weeks. Since we are starting, you may orgasm from the strikes today if you can.” Lisa told J.
Bee knelt next to her Mistresses left leg with her face on the floor and hands behind her neck. Bee felt Jill’s she is playing with the thin dangle that came from the Kegel balls in her pussy. When the first strike landed the toe of the pointy shoe was now rubbing the tube-shaped Kegel dangle on Bee’s clitoris and the shoe was rubbing her entire exposure.
J began to struggle after Mistress struck her with the tenth strike. It landed on her exposed clitoris in the center of the other nine welts already crisscrossing J’s crotch. The final five were vertical downward on the top of J’s breasts. None of which were thanked.
“Two months and two weeks in chastity without an orgasm given.” J said. Bee was on the edge of her own as Jill’s foot was pushing hard and rubbing fast by the end. Lisa turned to face Jill, seeing the flush on Bee’s body as the foot moved. Lisa saw the shiny juices covering Jills footwear.
“You better get back to supervising your crew. I would like you to return tonight and interview for a position I have open.” Lisa said to Jill.
Jill looked down at Bee and smiled then up to J and said, looking at Lisa, “As long as it’s not that position, I might be interested. 6:30 work?”
“You, Tim, and me. I will order dinner to be brought. The slaves will be busy finishing the rooms you are furnishing. How does Italian sound, with a bottle of Red wine?” Lisa asked.
“I will be here at 6:30 to interview for an open position that I have no description of over dinner with a man and a woman I don’t know, who own human slaves. That sounds great.” Jill said. Again, looking down at Bee and her damp pussy. Jill headed up the stairs.
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