Chapter 17

Two of the torches had sputtered and gone out. The last few maintained weak undulating cone-shaped mantels. The naked prostrate Kimberly seemed to softly radiate in the subdued light.

Her head was bowed with her blond hair swirled out across the sand. Slowly she raised her face and pensively rubbed her cheek against my foot. I felt the coarse scratch of the sand against her soft skin. She turned her face and I saw the tip of her tongue emerge from parted lips to touch my big toe. Sparkling silica crystals clung to the red tip. She licked the toe several more times until it shined with her saliva. I saw her turn her head and delicately spit grit from her mouth. She immediately returned to her task, twisting her tongue to clean between the big toe and the next digit. I saw she was focused on her duties as if determined to do a good job.

I was impressed with Kimberly's unexpectedly complete submission. I looked up to catch Jennifer's attention. She met my gaze and raised an eyebrow as if saying, "What do we have here?"

Kimberly had licked several toes clean. I pushed my big toe against her lips and forced it in. "Suck on it, little Kimberly," I told her. She lightly kissed the toe and then took it between her pursed lips. Then I felt the slight pressure and warmth of her mouth's suction.

"Jennifer I do believe this new wench may work out after all," I said and looked up to again meet Jennifer's eye. "But I am not going to have time to train her and provide food both. I want you to do it. You know my needs and how I expect my slaves to behave. She is your responsibility for however long it takes. I don't want you to spare any punishment just because she might be older and slow. If you must whip her continuously to force her to obey then just do it."

I looked down. Kimberly was sneaking apprehensive glances up at me. But she had continued her subservient licking. Her parted lips were ringed with a fine dusting of sand.

"Do you understand what I am saying, Kimberly?" I asked her. "You belong to Jennifer. She is your Mistress. You will call her that or however she wants to be addressed. You must do everything exactly as she tells you. I don't want to hear of a single problem. Is this understood?"

Kimberly blinked and meekly lowered her eyes. Then nodded her head.

"Tell me," I ordered.

She quickly looked up at me and then meekly twisted her head to look over her shoulder to the closely hovering Jennifer. "Jennifer owns me now." She said quietly.

Brittany had been watching all of this as best she could. I had pressed her head flat on my chest so I could fully observe her sister at my feet. Brittany had become distracted and forgot herself. Her hip movements had become increasingly sporadic. I reached down to cup the underside of her hard teenaged ass and squeezed. Using this purchase I slowly ground her loins down against my up thrust cock till our pelvic bones mashed. She immediately responded and trembled in my tight embrace making a slight moan. Then I felt another shiver run through her.