Bet ya didn't expect t'slut that much," Ram said.Brook blushed. She wasn't used to talking to her brother about how she embraced slut and lover."Ts'ok...y. You did us proud," he said. "Course, how much of a pee slut you were get 'round, your womantime'll be awful wet."Brook could hardly believe what she'd done. All because Lord Thomas needed to make water. Well, and because she opened her mouth, and of course because with Lady Ashley as an example, how could you do less than fully embrace slut. I was just thinking of Mrs.Cassie in her bed earlier when I got an instant hard-on. I snapped back when I notice that Mrs.Cassie was looking at me and smiling. I was confused and asked her the reason for her pleasant smile.She came near my ear and whispered something that blew my mind. She whispered, "I saw you looking at me when I was busy fucking myself. How was the show?" I was stunned and my mouth went dry. I had no idea how to reply and I was looking at everything the interior of the car. But they were specific in their demands. She had to put her hands where they told her, squat as they told her, gyrate when they told her to, bounce, thrust, and twist as they told her to. She had some vague notion of how to do erotic dances and simply tried to do them.The show lasted easily for more than an hour. Annie was so tired when it ended finally that she nearly dropped onto the ground when they allowed her to. She was at her wits end. They even made her spread her pussy lips for a while. I shivered at the suckingsensation of the sticky black goop being torn from my new hidden pointof sensitivity."Sick." I complained. Removing the mud did nothing to make the thingsprettier. The fronts of my breasts were adorned with dark areolas, thedeep green-brown of a stagnant pond, gigantic dinner plate things thattook up most of the front of the teat. Worse, the ends of the areolaswere lined with a scattered fairy-ring of more wiry, green-black hairs.I still couldn't see my nipples.