Give us a show

The General smiled. He licked his lips. What he had planned would take days... weeks... maybe even longer. "So, what shall we do? Shall we fuck the bitches first or shall we **** them?"

The four massive guards flanking the president laughed. It was the kind of laughter than brought chills to both of the naked your women.

"Perhaps," General Okeme snickered, "the white bitches should entertain us while we consider their first ordeal. The President snapped his fingers. Immediately, one of the guards moved a heavy chair into position. General Okeme sat.

"Entertain us, white cunts! Make love to each other in front of us. If you give us a good show, perhaps we might show mercy. The one who forces an orgasm out of the other, will get a reward."

Debbie and Brooke stood motionless. This was impossible; they were being ordered to give the President and his guards a sex show. Sensing their ****, General Okeme gave a nod. Two of the guards stepped into the center of the dungeon. Each had a long cattle prod. Without warning, they extended the prods, pressed them against both women's pussies and released a charge.

Brooke and Debbie screamed in pain. Brooke fell to her knees.

General Okeme spoke. "Either give us a show or we will order these men to fuck you with those prods using full power!"

Brooke moved first. Reaching out, she grabbed Debbie's ass, pulled her friend close, and buried her face in Debbie's pussy.