He denies them pleasure

Hunter smiled at them, then squeezed their knees and stood up. The women looked up at him with anxious, needy eyes, biting their lips.

"It's Friday night. You two need to go home. We'll talk more about this some other time."

"But...Mr. Collins...." Sally whimpers, her face forlorn. Toni just gives a little keening whine, her face crumpling.

"You have had enough for one day," he said firmly. "Go home. I will use you again when I need you."

"Aren't....aren't we....your bitches?" Toni asks, her voice quavering.

"I have many bitches. I decide when my bitches have earned a fucking," Hunter said coldly. "Go now."

"Please...please...M..M..Master…" Toni begged, spreading her thighs and displaying her swollen cunt to Hunter. He felt surprise at her complete and sudden submission, realising how deep his power was over her. He turned his gaze on Sally, who visibly shuddered and cuddled next to Toni, spreading her own thighs in submissive welcome.

The aroma of their arousal and their well fucked pussies filled his nostrils, and for a moment was tempted to plunge back into their fecund young cunts again. But he feared another unwanted transformation, and besides, his instinct told him that his power over them would only increase if he denied them the cock they craved so deeply.

"Go now." he ordered, his voice icy and brooking no debate. He pointed at the door, his commanding gaze looked on the two cringing wenches.