Kirsten helps gets Derek bitches in line.

Kirsten hid in the main bedroom's closet, peeking through a gap in the door as Derek got up, gave his orders, and made his way out of the house. Once Kirsten had heard Derek's truck leave the driveway, she made her way over to the twins.

"Now it looks like the first thing you worthless monkey sluts can do is lick up your own mess. Isn't it great you have such a great owner willing to let you clean up despite knowing what fuck-ups you are?" Kirsten said, a tone of pure disgust coming through her voice.

Tamera didn't say a word, merely nodding in compliance; Tia, on the other hand, having now just found out she was here, began to ask what she was doing here. But before she could ask, Kirsten made her way out of the front of the closet and onto the bed, slowly **** the life out of Tia.

"You listen to me, you dirty fuckin monkey. I've had to put up with your kind howling for too long, so now you're going to listen and do as you're fuckin told. Hopefully you can do that much and make daddy Derek happy, or I swear to god I'll kill you." Kirsten said with a psychotic tone as she strangled Tia, who nodded as much as she could to show she agreed.

"Good, it looks like you dumb monkeys can learn; now get to licking." Kirsten said as she pointed to the puddle of last night's juices on the bed. Kirsten then grabbed one of their phones and began to record as the two licked the puddle.

She made sure to get a good angle of the darkie sluts licking up all the dirty fluids while playing with themselves. Once they were done, she directed the twins to the dripping path down the stairs. The twins got up from the bed and were about to make their way to the first drops of filthy fluid when Kirsten stopped them.

"On all fours like the animals you are. Let Daddy see his darkie daughters like the monkeys they are." Kirsten told the twins as she kicked their legs out from underneath them, causing them to fall to their knees. The twin then began to lick up one little drop after another down the stairs while on all fours. Kirsten following them and filming the entire time.

Once they were done licking up the dripping trail in the stairs, they reached the big puddle in the living room. The twins licked up the puddle of fluids, looking more like pigs than monkeys as they did. Once they were done, Kirsten had them open their mouths wide and pose for the camera on the phone as she added a caption for the end of the video.

Once she had sent it, she grabbed both twins by their hair and pulled them toward her, causing them to cry out in surprise. "You'd think I didn't notice, did you, darkie bitches, but I did. You haven't really accepted him as your daddy. This is more of an **** foreplay to you. Well, it's time we put a stop to that right now." Kristen said in a threatening tone what sounded like a promise.

"Oh sure, you let him smack you around a bit, dress nice and slutty for him. Use your contacts to give him some opportunities, but be honest: he's still beneath you in reality. If the both of you get bored of him and move on, it's all over for him. So I'm going to put a stop to that. From now on, he's going to own you, mind, body, and soul." Kirsten said with a now eager look on her face at the thought of making the twins into Derek's personal dancing monkeys to show her usefulness to him.

Tia and Tamera looked at her, terrified, realizing that they were at a point of no return, that once Kirsten was done with them, there was no going back, that they would never be the strong, independent women with the kinky test they once were. They couldn't find the will or the desire to resist her as she began to train them to be good little monkeys.

This went on for a few days, the three of them not being interrupted as Derek was spooked and not coming to the penthouse, fearing the twins had a dominatrix and she had been there from the beginning. That the whole situation between him and the twins was some elaborate setup.

This angered Kristen greatly, who proceeded to take her anger out on the twins, showing what happened to monkeys that caused Derek stress. Eventually Kristen realized she needed to meet him somewhere he felt safe, which wouldn't be the twins penthouse or the offices.

So thinking on it, Kristen decided the place Derek would feel safe to meet would be a set since he was a director, and what better place than a throne room of a castle set? He can sit on the throne he deserves while his monkeys dance for him, and she explains her and the twins place beneath him while serving him from his lap.