Day 6

(Author Notes: if you wonder why no Day 5, we are skipping day 5 storywise, day 5 is when Jenna got her body modified by Shawn, the BLKS executive, day 4? is actually Day 6 early morning, hence the question mark)

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Jenna opened the door to room number 4 which she was assigned to. She saw Heather and Ashley were already in the room. The two women looked noticeably different than when she met them last time.

Heather was still dressed in her golden rhinestone dress and golden brown fur coat. But compared to before, she had a more pronounced cleavage as she sported new basketball-sized tits bolted on her chest. Heather also looked a few years older than her actual age. Instead of looking like a woman in her mid-20s, her face now looked like she was a cougar MILF in her mid-30s with loads of Botox injected into her face. Her golden blonde mane was teased into a big bouffant updo. Thanks to her now mature appearance, she appeared less gaudy and had a more refined charm. She looked like she had been someone's trophy wife for years.

Meanwhile, Ashley was giving off the vibes of a hotwife who cheated behind her husband's back with her boss. A total cruel-hearted bitch. Underneath her black fur coat, Ashley was wearing a figure-hugging skin-colored leotard that if people only looked at her at a glance, they would mistake her as naked. On her left thigh, there was a big Queen of Spade tattoo. Her brunette hair was put in a messy bun.

The three pairs of eyes met momentarily before Heather and Ashley turned their attention back to the only man in the room.

After the two turned their gaze away, Jenna’s eyes wandered to seek another girl who was a part of her group, Mei Zhang, but Jenna didn’t find her anywhere. Jenna’s gaze then dropped to the man who sat on a throne chair in the center of the room.

Just as Jenna guessed, the man was none other than Jordan.

“Now, that the three of you are already here, let’s begin without further ado,” said Jordan.

Begin what? Not only Jenna, but both Heather and Ashley also showed an expression of confusion, unsure of what Jordan meant.

“Oh, you three silly girls. Don’t you know the reason you are getting called here? It is for you to impress me with your sexual prowess,” Jordan explained. He then unbuckled his pants and fished out his hung dick.

The man continued, “Only one of you gets to feel my dick inside you, the two others will only get to eat my cum after I cum inside the best among you by licking my cum out of her pussy.”

“How did we decide who was the best among us?” Ashley asked.

“Well, how about you three jill yourself? the last one who cum gets to fuck me. No holdback, I want you to try your best to make yourself cum as soon as possible. When you jill yourself, I want you to imagine that your husband or boyfriend is watching you, but you will beg for me to fuck you,” Jordan replied.

The three gazes met each other once again. Now, each pair of eyes showed a fighting spirit that seemed to tell the other they would be the best among them.

The three quickly undressed from their respective clothes and took their preferred masturbating position. As if there was a silent signal agreed between them, the three started masturbating at the same time.

Jenna rubbed her pussy frantically. Once she closed her eyes, her mind once again imagined that she was back home. What Jenna currently imagined was similar to what the previous simulation induced in her mind; she was back in her bedroom. Her husband was standing in the corner, he was naked. His hand was busy stroking his tiny and limp dick while watching her masturbate frantically. He was begging her to let him fuck her pussy, but…Eww…As if she would let his tiny dick go near her pussy.

No, he is my husband, I…love him...? What’s wrong with letting him get his dick inside my pussy?

Of course, it’s all wrong, Jen. Remember, you are BLKS trophy wives, men outside BLKS executive didn’t count as your husband. A woman of BLKS should be either single or owned by the BLKS executive.

Forget your limpdicked husband, let him stroke his pathetic cock. You should put your entire focus on your Master. Beg him to fuck you.

Wicked voices kept echoing in her head, dismantling all her concerns about David. Her love for David was pushed far behind in the back of her mind. The hole in her mind that was once filled with her love for her husband was then filled with a newfound craving for Jordan’s cock.

Her cunt was soaking wet as she pictured Jordan’s cock in her mind.

“Please, fuck me, Master, I need you in my cunt,” Jenna moaned.

“No, Master, please fuck me instead of her,” Ashley interjected, as she didn’t want to lose to Jenna.

“No! Fuck me! I’m a better fuck than them two!” Heather yelled while frantically rubbing her pussy.

Juices from the three began to form puddles under them as they kept rubbing their pussy non-stop. All three were pleading for Jordan to fuck them instead of the other.

“Please…master…please…fuck me! I can’t hold it anymore!“ Ashley moaned. She spasmed violently and squirted like a broken dam.

After Ashley was out of the ‘competition’. Jenna and Heather looked at each other, each of them was gauging and guessing whether their competitor would be the one who cum first or if it would be them. Because of Jordan’s command, they couldn’t jill their pussy half-assedly; both of them were closer and closer to their limit as their fingers kept rubbing their slick intimate hole.

Some moments later, Heather’s prideful gaze vanished from her face, she looked at Jenna with a pleading look. From how Heather looked at her, Jenna knew that she would be the winner of this ‘competition’.

“Oh my God…I'm cumming!” Heather squealed. Like Ashley, Heather orgasmed hard and plopped into the puddle of her juice.

“Congratulations, Jen, you can stop rubbing your cunt now. I don’t want you to cum just yet before I get my cock inside you,” Jordan said.

“Thank you, Master.” The red-haired girl stopped rubbing her pussy and panted for breath. She was so close to orgasm, but fortunately, Heather orgasmed first so she came out as the winner.

“You can stop rubbing your pussy, but that doesn’t mean you can take a rest, get your pussy here! Oh, also wear your fur coat back, I want to fuck you in it.”

“Yes, Master,” Jenna said weakly. She quickly donned her fur coat back before crawling toward Jordan and then climbing to his lap.

Jenna slid the head of Jordan's cock into her pussy. Just the head of his big black monster made it feel like her pussy was being ripped in half. But she also felt a wave of pleasure she had never felt before.

Jordan, though, wasn’t so gentle. Without caring for how Jenna felt, he impaled her pussy with his cock.

“Get moving, bitch.” Jordan commanded.

Jenna bobbed up and down on his cock, self-impaling herself. Each thrust brought her greater pain but also a greater amount of pleasure afterward.

“I bet the dweeby David never make you feel like this,” Jordan mocked.

“Yes…yes…the wimp never makes me feel like yours.” Jenna squealed.

“I haven’t tested your new titties yet even though I am the one who asked to make your tits bigger.”

“Argh…” Jenna screamed as Jordan proceeded to bite her nipple.

Jenna could feel a new sensation build up on her chest as Jordan kept sucking on her nipple. She was stunned when her tits started to produce milk.

“Neat, isn’t it? You are now lactating like a cow without needing to be pregnant beforehand,” said Jordan after he finished tasting Jenna’s breast milk.

Unfortunately, Jenna wasn’t in her right mind to question why she could produce breast milk, in her current state of mind, she could only feel happy with it, “Yes…yes, I am your cow.”

Jordan kept playing with her tits while Jenna’s hips moved up and down on his cock.

“I wonder how the dweeb will feel when he knows the love of his life now humping my dick with utmost passion while her tits are lactating milk.”

“Fuck him, I don’t care how he will feel, your cock is more important to me now.”

Jordan let out a hearty chuckle when he heard her answer.

“You are such a wicked bitch, Jen.”

As soon as Jenna heard Jordan say the sentence, her entire body trembled, and all her sensory nerves seemed to be overloaded by pleasure. Her eyes rolled back, and her tongue extended out. Her mind went blank as she experienced a mind-shattering orgasm.

The phrase ‘you are such a wicked bitch, Jen’ was one of Jenna’s new trigger words, it functioned like the ‘Good Girl’ trigger words, which rewarded her with a mind-blowing orgasm. The difference between this and the ‘Good Girl’ trigger words was that this trigger imprinted the pleasure of being a wicked bitch in Jenna’s mind.

After Jordan finished cumming inside Jenna. He threw the red-head girl to Heather and Ashley who were waiting to get their cum portion from Jenna’s pussy. None of the two were lesbian, but Heather and Ashley couldn’t disobey Jordan’s command. They were the losers, they could only get Jordan’s cum from Jenna’s pussy. Dignity and sexual orientation meant nothing compared to Jordan’s cum.

Like two wildcats vying for territory, Heather and Ashley fought to become the first to get their tongue on Jordan’s cum in Jenna’s pussy. Ashley proved that she was more vigorous and stronger than Heather. She pushed her aside and quickly dove between Jenna’s crotch.

Like a hungry hyena, the brunette hotwife quickly ate Jordan’s cum that leaked out from Jenna’s cunt.

“Don’t be so gluttonous, Ash, spare Heather a little of my cum,” Jordan remarked from the side.

Ashley stopped munching Jenna’s cunt. She looked unwilling, but still gave way to Heather as Jordan commanded.

Heather breathed in relief after she saw that there was still some cum left for her. She licked her lips. Watching how Ashley ravenously licked Jordan’s cum out of Jenna’s before had made her mouth water. She imagined herself in Ashley's position, munching the cum out of Jenna’s pussy.

Heather filled Ashley's previous position as soon as she moved aside. The blonde gold-digger dug Jenna’s cunt with her tongue. She didn’t know where the knowledge came from, but once she started eating Jenna’s cunt, Heather felt that she knew what to do and where she should lick.

Am I a natural-born cunt-licker? Heather thought.

She wasn’t. The Initiative had inserted various sexual knowledge including how to eat other women in her mind. Not only her but any woman under the Initiative control got this kind of knowledge implanted in their brain because sometimes their Master wanted those women to entertain them by doing a girl-on-girl action.

“Ahh…” Jenna moaned as Heather hit her sensitive spot. The red-head was in a lucid state and not fully aware of her surroundings but she still could feel the pain and pleasure running the course on her body just fine.

Oh…damn. Heather cursed as Jenna squirted like a jet stream on her face. But rather than backing off, she opened her mouth wide to contain all Jenna’s squirt within her mouth. Her throat gulped quickly as she drank the love juices.

“Good job for your fast reaction, Heather. You succeeded in entertaining me, good girl” Jordan praised.

“Uuuhhh…Thank you for your praise, Master,” Heather let out a small squeal as she heard Jordan’s praise. Her pussy was wet with her juice once again as the trigger word sent her near orgasm.

“Now, I want you two to wake Jenna up. Piss on her face, it should be enough to wake her up.”

“Yes, Master,” both Heather and Ashley said in unison.

The two stood up above her face and just let their golden shower fall on Jenna’s face.

*COUGH COUGH*

Jenna coughed as Heather and Ashley’s piss fell on her eyes and mouth. She came out of her lucid state and regained her awareness.

When Jenna regained her awareness, the first thing she did was glare at Heather and Ashley who rained piss on her face.

“Don’t look at us that way, it’s master’s order,” Ashley explained.

“Yes, don’t hate them, they just did as I told them. Anyway, the three of you will work closely later. You may compete with each other but never hate your coworker. Let’s make it like this to prevent prolonged hate; each time, you feel that you hate each other, I want you to tell the one you hate to punish you for having such a stupid thought which can potentially harm workplace harmony. Do you understand?”

“Yes, Master. I’m sorry. I will ask Heather and Ashley to punish me,” Jenna said.

“You don’t need to, it is your first offense. You just need to remember that the three of you should not dislike each other.”

“Thanks for your generosity, Master,” Jenna was filled with a sense of gratitude toward Jordan. Her good impression of Jordan raised even further that now she was no longer able to associate the current Jordan with the bully that she once knew in high school.

“Alright, it’s about time the three of go back to your respective rooms. You three still need further training to be proper BLKS trophy wives, but worry not, by the end of this retreat, you will be fit for the position to a tee.”

“We are sorry for our incompetence, Master.” The three said in unison. Their voice tinged with guilt.

To be continued in next part...

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