could feel her mouth, jaw and cheeks becoming plastered with the woman's viscous musk. Spurred on by the simpering cries, she began to ride the vibrator briskly in and out of the blonde's sphincter.
As though pulling himself back to reality, Master Vince shook his head and turned his attention to the duel. 'Your champion doesn't look like she's faring too well against my favourite,' he observed.
Pearl sneered at the floor and barked for the blonde to stop whining. 'I suppose I should have put her sister in for this challenge,' she reflected idly. 'I know one of them is good at this sort of thing but the bitches look so similar it's difficult to tell which is which.'
Master Vince nodded sympathetically.
Pearl stared thoughtfully at Rachel. The woman's interest was unsettling because it was so clearly predatory. The slave trader made no pretence to be doing anything other than lecherously admiring her naked body and, for the first time in her life, Rachel found the attention unnerving.
Trying not to be swayed by her worries, Rachel struggled to concentrate on defeating the blonde. Her chains were being pulled, the agony at her nipples was a perpetual sting and her prepuce felt as though it was close to being torn, but she still couldn't shake the idea that the worst aspect of the evening was being the focus of Pearl's curiosity.
'I can understand why she's your favourite,' Pearl remarked. 'She's quite pretty. She's passably obedient, and those chains are an ideal accoutrement.'
'I'm glad you approve,' Master Vince replied.
Unable to hear any inflection in his voice over the rasping of her tortured breath, Rachel couldn't decide if he was being flippant, droll or polite.
'There's only one thing stopping her from being perfect,' Pearl reflected. She sat back in her chair and grinned at Master Vince. 'Of course, if it would please you, I could give her that one thing.'
Horrified, Rachel could see Master Vince was nodding enthusiastically. She wanted to hear more - needed to know what future the pair were planning for her - when the blonde chose to bite Rachel's labia. The pain was sudden and unexpected, shocking her from her fear of what was being discussed.
Renewing her efforts, Rachel stifled the urge to scream and pulled her sex free from the blonde's mouth. With vigorous strokes, she pushed and pulled the vibrator in long, forceful sweeps. One moment it was filling the blonde's anus - pushing her rectum wide as it burrowed into her bowel - then the tip was hovering over the ring of muscle before Rachel pushed back inside again.
Within moments the blonde was sobbing. Her cries were a mixture of agony and grief. A few short minutes later, she screamed for Rachel to stop.
Still continuing to plough the vibrator back and forth, Rachel waited for Master Vince's instruction before she finally desisted.
The conflict had left her breathless and she was grateful when Helena rushed to her side and began to wipe strands of sweat-soaked hair from her brow. The servant's concerned murmuring was the balm Rachel needed and she consented to be held and smothered with reassuring kisses.
Rachel shivered with a wealth of emotions she couldn't begin to understand, aware that, now the ordeal was over, her strongest worry still remained. She glanced curiously from Pearl to Master Vince, trying to work out how their discussion had progressed.
'Your favourite is good,' Pearl conceded, gracing Rachel with a grudging smile. She knelt down on the floor to unfasten the cuffs and slapped her blonde smartly across the cheek. 'Your favourite is very good,' Pearl told Master Vince again. 'But she'll be even better once I've trained her.' She stared abruptly at him and said, 'Let me have her for a week. She'll come back to you a changed woman. I won't just train her. I'll modify her as well. When she comes back to you she'll be as pretty as she is now, twice as obedient and she'll
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