..”Sasha knew she hadn’t willingly “bent over and offered,” but she also knew the punishment for speaking, and for the unforgivable sin of con...radicting her mistress, so she remained mute.“What a loathsome cur bitch you have become, Sasha. I’m sure we will get virtually nothing for you at the auction, but we both will be glad to be rid of you so we can acquire a decent pet, one who not only knows her place but knows how to keep us amused without cavorting with filthy beasts! Now get in there. He can’t believe he got to see something so magnificent, what a gorgeous sight; it would be much more pleasant if he could join in. “Wait…don’t leave.” A softer voice calls to him. “D-do, you want me to join?” “No, we want you to leave, of course you idiot, why would we say, don’t leave if we wanted you to leave?” “I guess I jump to conclusions a bit too quickly.” “I’m Astrid; the soft spoken one is Rowan.” “I’m Rob McLeod, you have pretty unique names, I have a pretty. It takes quite a push before I can slip it in, her own saliva helping its penetration. Just the tip as I warm up the little ballerina of mine."Now I was proud of how you worked last time, but we still have more work to do," I remind her of her previous practices. "Last time, I could only get it in half way. Let's work hard to see if we can do better than that."With that last pep talk, I push in deeper, the veins of my shaft instantly being hugged tightly by the clenching walls of her tight. She was trying to look uninterested, but out of the corner of her eye she say a spray of stuff shoot from his dick, and fairly quickly she could smell the smell of fresh sperm on the ground. That interested her, also. She’d never smelled that before. That’s the stuff that makes babies, she told herself. That’s his cum.He cleaned himself up, and stuffed his dick back in his pants. He released her from her “trance”, and left. The rest of the afternoon, when she went to the front of the cage she.