This was the fourth straight weekend that Mistress had arranged for her slut to be used. Tonight, it was a party of six business guys up for a good ti...e.As usual Mistress took me to the pub for a late lunch around two. When we returned home, I was told to strip and shower, ready for the evenings show.I reported to my Mistress clad only in leather slave collar and wrist and ankle cuffs. She told me to kneel at her feet, head bowed. ‘Into your cage, bitch’ she said. I turned and crawled on all. On one ‘table’ a girl was bent over with her mother’s hand buried deep in her pussy. The girl was obviously in the middle of orgasming, squirting juices into her mother’s waiting open mouth. Mommy saw that I was watching them, fascinated and said “Would you like Mommy to fist you some time?” I looked at her with a little fear in my eyes, could something so huge fit inside me? She laughed at my expression and gestured for me to hop up on the table. “You’ll love it baby, I promise. When we take. Slowly but surely I massaged her firm buns and moved up her body, my throbbing penis now resting between her legs, with its engorged head nudging against her labia. As I continued my massaging she gave up all pretence of sleeping and started to lift her ass and move it back onto my groin, if I didn't act now it would be too late. I shifted and took aim, then without any warning plunged my throbbing gristle into her warm welcoming pussy. She gasped and grunted as I applied my whole weight up to. Think of it as like trying to fight while standing on slippery ice vs solid ground.”Just like before, Noah pushed them to the point of collapse. Normally, this kind of reckless training would be frowned upon, but they needed to stress and tear their muscles to the absolute limit, mend them with potions to make them even stronger, and repeat, with mana depletions after every collapse.There was no rest for them when they returned to the manor. Under Noah’s instruction, Oath and the others began.