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"God dammit, Mandy. Its the same every time we sign up some new slaves. You gotta save some for the guests. You know they pay a fortune to attend the boss's parties and we don't want any worn out whores there. Jill is practically ruined now. At least Connie will be fresh."
"Wait, what? Slaves? Whores? Fresh? I thought we signed up to be servers, kinky costumes and all that. What is going on here?" I wailed into the ballgag.
Don and Mandy ignored whatever meaningless sounds I was making from behind the gag. "Let's see if we can salvage this mess before the limo comes. We only have an hour or so" Don explained to Mandy as he uncoiled a garden hose hanging next to a spigot. He turned the water on and directed the noozle toward a gasping Jill, awakening her from her peaceful reverie.
"It will be our asses if we don't delivery two top notch pieces of Grade A Prime like I already promised" Don chastized Mandy. "If you weren't so good at spotting new talent you would have been fired long ago for your kinky shenanigans."
Don whistled a little tune as he directed the jet stream at Jill's breasts. "Look at those pupplies bounce and swing, will ya?"
Neither Mandy nor I could take our eyes off them, wondering what will happen when we get to the party.
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Next: The limo ride. "Not what I expected. Not at all."
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