Minx strokes Bex cheek. “It’s okay. Just give in; being strong is overrated, being a plaything is divine.” Bex sees Minx holding a pink, phallic object. “Lick this really well, slut; it’s going up your ass. You’re getting your first enema today, lucky you.”
Like the well-oiled tandem they are, Bex feels Felix’s well-lubed fingers penetrate her rectum. Beginning to moan, Bex quickly makes it a ‘moo’ sound, to not further upset Minx Linxs. Stroking Bex’s cheek, Minx hands the enema tip off to Felix, before slipping her hands around Bex’s waist. The thoughts of spreading herself open seem to be coming true. Minx slowly begins pulling Bex’s ass cheeks apart, so Felix can insert the enema.
A sudden thrust brings another elicit moo from Bex’s lips. The preparation room is equipped with speakers so the participants can hear all the shameful things that are said about who’s being prepared in the room. Some of the choice sound bites are, “That can’t be an actual grown woman! I’ve got femboys in my stable with bigger tits than that! She’s lucky she’s not mine, her ass would be cherry red right now!”
Bex, hearing that she’s being thought of as a slut, toy, and bitch in heat, “Fuck, I’m enjoying the enema! Fuck, I’m gonna moo again!” Bex trembling, grunts a salaciously loud, “Mooooo!!!” Doing it again, “Mooooo!” Whimpering, feeling her bowels begin to fill, she groans another, moo “Moo,” from her lips.
Minx takes Bex’s chin in her fingers. “Clench your ass when Felix pulls the tip out; we’re gonna plug you after we pull it out. If you fail, we will beat you until your entire body is black and blue. Do you understand?”
Bex nods, “Moo, moo, moo.”
Linx yanks the tip free in one motion, slapping the plug in before the enema slips out of Bex’s bowel. Minx g strokes Bex’s cheek, giving her positive affirmation.
Taking the water nozzles, Minx and Felix begin to gently wash Bex’s body, soaping up her alabaster skin. Her pixie, pink-tipped hair is now wet as the duo work to frantically wash and scrub every inch of Bex’s body. Getting scrubbed is a new experience for Bex; the tandem of hands aren’t shy about slipping a finger in her pussy, grabbing her ass, or pulling on her nipples. They both attempt to get Bex to moo and are successful on a few attempts. Having completed washing, Bex, this whole time with a full, cramping tummy from the enema, is mooing pathetically to call attention to her predicament.
Minx turns to Felix, “Did we forget something, Felix?”
Tapping his chin, Felix replies, “I don’t think so, but she is mooing an awful lot like we may have, Minx.”
Internally, Bex is holding back the tears from pain and frustration going on in her bowels and tummy. “You evil cunts know damn well you put a fucking quart of water in my ass to clean me out. And won’t let me talk, to only moo; which I’m doing. Please release the plug!”
Bex moos with a full-throated pleading, “Mooooo!!!”
Both twins can hardly contain their boisterous laughter; in unison, they reply, “Oh my, we forgot the enema in the poor calf’s ass!”
Bex nods in enthusiastic motion, “Moo! Moo!”
They walk poor Bex to a child’s training toilet; it’s a fully functioning toilet stylized to look like a child’s training potty with straps. Felix yanks the plug free, sitting Bex down to let her evacuate her bowels. Trembling in relief, Bex, taking a moment to be free of the fluid sloshing around her insides, feels the tip of the enema pushing through her clenched anus. Staying clenched as hard as she can, Bex attempts to not allow another round of solution in her.
Minx seeing Bex’s game, moves to block her view from the audience, and reaches down between Bex’s legs. Minx ever so gently thumps the bell attached to Bex’s clit. Grasping the clit piercing between her thumb and index finger, “Little cunt, little cunt, let my brother in, ’cause if you don’t, I’m gonna yank on this freshly pierced clit very, very fucking hard!”
Bex seeing this isn’t a bluff, that this insane woman will do it, let’s Felix slip the end in her ass, as he was already a fingertip in and pushing harder. Three more rounds, one more than necessary to clean her out, as a final little dig at Bex. Finishing up the washing of Bex, Minx begins drying Bex off, as a mother would a small child, further. Felix brings back the absurdly stupid schoolgirl outfit that Alathia picked out at the hostess desk. Bex feels a skull cap being placed on her head, then quickly, a long-pigtailed blonde wig is placed on her head, while Felix finishes up her makeup.
Smiling, Felix remarks, “She’s almost ready to go back to her mistress.”
Minx, in a breathy reply, “It’s a shame we don’t get to play with her yet!” Minx clips the pink leash to Bex’s collar. “Are you ready to go back to your mistress, slut?”
Alathia, only watching the growing crowd gather at the new slave being checked and inspected, finally notices that Bex is getting a full pet wash.
“Hanson, did you put my poor-slut-of-a-big-sister through a pet wash, after I said she only needed preparation and inspection?”
Bowing gracefully, “It seems the twins must have gotten carried away again. I do apologize for the mistake.”
Knowing full well Hanson ordered it on purpose, Alathia does her best to hide her smile. Clearing her throat, “Is my table ready, Hanson?”
“Of course, Mistress Alathia. Please, follow me.” Escorting Alathia to her table, where the porcelain plates are paired with golden cutlery, Hanson pulls Alathia’s chair out, helping her move closer to the table. Alathia catches sight of her returning big sister, sporting a new blonde pigtails wig, on the end of Minx’s leash, blushing and trying to not draw attention to herself; Bex simply shuffles behind the twins.
Minx hands the leash to Alathia. “Your slut has been inspected and cleaned as per your request. Also, the inspection details have gone to all the current patrons. She’s ready to be inspected by the patrons, if you so choose, Mistress Alathia.”
Alathia, “Have Felix wheel out the gallows so that the patrons can inspect her.” Minx nods, motioning to Felix to do what Alathia has instructed. Rushing off, Felix returns with an old-looking stockade thing that has Bex bent at the waist, so Bex is bent over and at crotch level.
The patrons have started forming a line, while mistress Crystal joins Alathia in an impromptu meeting. “Alathia, you’ve finally brought your new acquisition to my establishment. Is she going through inspection for a ranking today, Alathia?”
Grinning, Alathia offers, “Absolutely, Mistress Crystal. She’s about to go through inspection now.”
A crowd is forming to do just that inspect the newest slave in their ranks.
“But I’d like to ask, are the accommodations I asked for this weekend, available?”
Hanson hands a wrapped present to Mistress Crystal. She places the wrapped present on the table. “Absolutely, Alathia; all is set for the party. This is a gift from us to Bex for her birthday.” Crystal pacifying Alaitha’s concerns, “All the arrangements you’ve requested for the party on Saturday are locked in. Stop worrying, it’s gonna be a party you’ll never forget.”
The line for inspecting Bex is rather long; her front is being used by a rather elderly looking old man. Alathia motions to Felix to take a picture of the old man’s cock in Bex’s mouth. Looking a little closer, it seems the twins put a ring gag in Bex’s mouth.
“Seriously, this guy’s as old as my grandfather, and he’s fucking my throat like it’s pussy! Oh shit, Felix is taking a photo, shit, shit, shit!”
The older gentleman is pumping away in Bex’s throat, his graying pubes tickling her nose. Locked so she can’t see behind her, Bex feels hands probing her ass and pussy. Unknown to Bex, each patron has been instructed to leave a grade on Bex’s ass. Mistress Crystal drinks her coffee, exchanging pleasantries with Alathia. The two exchange small talk and shop talk about future plans for Bex who is being completely used by the entire restaurant.
Minx comes skipping up showing Bex a tablet screen, “Look at all the money people are paying to fuck your throat; you’re already up to six dollars, that’s six different cocks, slut.”
Realizing she’s just been paid for sexual services, it hits her that she’s officially a whore now.
Minx sees the revelation happening behind Bex’s eyes, as she struggles, shaking her head trying to say ‘no’, but it’s some unintelligible gurgle noise; she gently flicks Bex in the forehead. “Accept your truth.”
“No, no, no, this can’t be true, she’s lying. This isn’t me, I’m being forced. I don’t have a choice, I can’t deny the feelings stirring deep within me, having sucked six cocks. I still want more. Having anonymous faceless men and women play with my body’s intimate parts is driving me wild! I just want to be fucked sooo badly!” Bex staring into Minx’s emerald eyes knows she speaks the truth.
Hanson brings over a tablet for Mistress Crystal. “My oh my, Alathia. It seems your little slut pet has set a new house record as the first slave to receive an A-plus grade, and has been accepted into our ranks on her first attempt; such an achievement from such a young mistress. You should be very proud.”
Alathia basking in the compliments, “I am. I’ve wanted her under my pussy, I mean my control for so long; it’s nice to have her belong to me.”
Crystal rolling her wine glass, “For such a momentous occasion, I feel your slut deserves a present, and it being her birthday week, it should be equally special.”
Crystal motioning for Felix, watches the exotic beauty approach his mistress, doing a graceful bow. “Yes, Mistress Crystal? How may I serve you?”
“Felix, go fetch that gift I had set aside for Emma. I believe Alathia, and her slut Bex, will enjoy it immensely.” Felix bows and scampers off to retrieve said gift.
Minx caresses Bex’s cheek, as another cock is shoved deep in her mouth, fucking her throat, keeping Bex making unintelligible noises.
Bex withdrawing into herself, “Oh god, I think I’ve got four fingers stuffed in my ass and someone else has three in my pussy! Fuck yes, please keep it up! I’m so close! I’m so close!” The fingers leave Bex’s holes gaping, begging for more attention. Bex screams into the gag around the cock still pumping into her throat. Bex begins thrashing in her bondage.
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