Chapter 26

Maddie and Kate both stood naked in the cooling wind, their nipples erect like ice picks. Kate hunched over in misery, Maddie brighter and eager to please her Daddy and keep her mother out of trouble.

Pembroke was in a T-shirt, fleece, tracksuit bottoms, and trainers on account of the slight chill in the air. He didn’t care about his slaves’ discomfort in the cold.

“Now, ladies, let’s play a game—one that tests fitness, stamina, sexual skills, and even the melting point of chocolate,” he said with a sly grin. Reclining in a deckchair, he watched them as they stood before him, the choppy sea stretching out behind them, enjoying the shivering jiggling tits on both females.

He produced two Cadbury crème eggs, straight from his freezer. He peeled off the wrapping and placed the two eggs on the grass, one white, the other brown. The girls looked at each other, bewildered.

“Ah, now for a little challenge,” Pembroke drawled, his grin widening with smug satisfaction. “You see that far wall over there? About two hundred meters away? That’s your destination. But here’s the twist—you’ll run there and back with an egg tucked firmly up your ass. And just to keep things ... interesting, you’ll wade through that inlet of water on your way. It’ll reach your waist, and yes, it’ll be freezing, but don’t worry—I’m sure you’ll manage. After all,” he added with a chuckle, “I wouldn’t set a task I didn’t believe my little girls could pass.”

Kate fidgeted with the only garment she wore—the hated collar fastened tightly around her neck. Her eyes flicked to Pembroke’s hands, each fitted with a modified wristwatch. The devices wrapped both around his wrists and between his thumb and forefinger, with a button embedded in his palm. His right hand controlled Kate’s collar, while his left was reserved for Maddie. With a simple press, a jolt of electricity could surge through either—or both—of them.

“Alright, Maddie, listen carefully. No hands. I want you to take that white egg in your mouth and carry it over to your mother’s asshole. Use your tongue to push it inside. And Kate,” he added, his voice dripping with mockery, “make it easy for your daughter. Stick that ass out and spread your cheeks wide. Let’s see how well you two can work together.”

Kate arched her back, her eyes fixed on the wind whipping through the grass, the angry waves crashing against the shore, the little inlet she’d need to run through if she ever got the chance. She whimpered at the cold air biting her skin, her body trembling as she felt her daughter’s mouth press against her anus.

Reluctantly, Kate pulled her cheeks apart and relaxed her sphincter, allowing Maddie to push the frozen egg inside, gasping as the cold hit her insides. Once it was in place, Kate clenched tightly, feeling the awkward bulge in her ass as she fought to keep the cold egg snugly in place.

“Now, go!” Pembroke slapped her ass, grinning as Kate took off running—her arms flailing, her breasts swinging from side to side, her movements awkward with the egg lodged inside her. He watched with amusement as she waded into the cold water, her screams echoing across the shore.

After about a minute, she returned, shivering and out of breath, her body trembling from the cold.

“Good girl, Kate,” Pembroke said, his voice dripping with mock praise. “Now bend over and shit that egg into this bowl.” He placed a plate on the ground, his eyes gleaming with cruel curiosity. “Let’s see what it looks like.”

Kate gratefully squatted and pushed the egg out, letting it land with a soft thud in the bowl.

“Hmm, still not melted. I can’t see the inside yet,” Pembroke said, his tone mocking. “Looks like another run is necessary. Maddie, suck that egg up again and push it back into Mummy’s asshole. Kate, prepare your bottom for another run!”

“Please ... Daddy...” Kate begged, her voice trembling.

Buzz!

“Aaaaaggghh!” she screamed, her body convulsing from the shock. But she obeyed, bending over, her face scrunched in discomfort as she opened her anus for her daughter to reinsert the egg with her mouth.

Another run, more screams, more laughs from Pembroke as her breasts bobbed up and down on her chest as she ran back splashing through the water, the blonde hair flying in the wind. Maddie winced at the pained look on her mother’s face.

Breathlessly, Kate stood in front of Pembroke, waiting for his next command. “Shit it into the bowl again. Let’s see...”

Kate squatted down, her eyes briefly meeting Maddie’s in a fleeting moment of shared humiliation before she looked away. She clenched and pushed, the egg now soft and runny, dribbling out of her ass in a long, sticky, gooey trail into the bowl.

“Ah, it’s reached melting point. Interesting!” Pembroke said, his voice tinged with amusement. “Well, Kate, your reward for completing that challenge is to lick the bowl clean. Maddie, get behind your mother and lick her ass clean. Be sure to suck it all out—I’ll be checking.”

Like a chain of beings linked together, mother and daughter dropped to their hands and knees, their mouths busy licking chocolate—Kate from the bowl, Maddie from Kate’s ass. They moved in unison, a grotesque chain gang performing their humiliating tasks.

“Now, let’s see if dark chocolate has a different melting point,” Pembroke said, his tone clinical, like a professor conducting an experiment. He tossed a frozen dark chocolate egg onto the grass. “Kate, I think you know what to do. Maddie, bend over and pull your

Kate bent over the egg, her lips closing around it as the grass tickled her throat. She crawled toward her daughter’s outstretched ass cheeks, her eyes fixed on Maddie’s puckered hole, now stretched wide, a dark red ring opening in anticipation.

Kate pressed her lips against the ring, trying to push the ice-cold egg inside. She noticed Maddie’s sphincter twitch and contract as her daughter struggled to “swallow” it with her ass. Finally, the egg disappeared inside, the ring closing tightly around it, sealing it in with a soft clench of flesh.

“Now, go!” Pembroke ordered. Maddie sprang into action, her body moving quickly to generate heat, the icy egg inside her causing a sharp, uncomfortable chill. She ran through the water, touched the wall, and sprinted back, her eyes darting to Pembroke in the distance, arms folded, and her naked mother still on her knees, watching helplessly.

As she returned, dripping with water and covered in goosebumps, she squatted over the waiting bowl. Her heart sank when she heard a firm thud—the egg was still solid.