Myrnas would keep his lustful stare directed towards the Misses feet…

As the thoughts raced through his mind he gave an upward glance. His eyes widened before his gaze landed back on her feet. How… when had she gotten undressed?! Nevermind just being undressed, the towering, rubbery appendage alone, that was looking down at him had him cowering before the woman. Not bringing himself to look up at the naked beauty before him, his gaze remained steadfast on her feet. Another gulp graced his dry throat as he tried his best to speak clearly in his lust ridden state.

“I th-... I mean… th-...this slut thinks th-that… it will… serve you… h-however y-you wish… p-probably… by … s-sucking your… c-cock… first… th-then i-if Miss wants… to t-take it up my a—”

His voice faltered as his ragged breath rang out. His quivering lips barely audibly whispering

“...ass…”

Before trying to find some semblance of his voice again to continue

“..a-and… ma-maybe… service Miss… w-with… this o-ones t-tongue..?”

His cheeks flushing harshly as his mind reeled at the words that just left his perverted mouth. The adrenalin and lust flooding his system. Even in the chaos that he found himself in, her voice seemed to always cut through and reach him, somehow, even if his own barely managed to form coherent thoughts anymore.

“Aww… so, so close… your answer should have been ‘I’m a dirty little cum whore. I can’t think for myself.’ but you were close… you see my partner and I … we’re two women, and in a land like this? Well two women by themselves… it’s hard. We need a man around the house… a man who’ll prove day by day that we’re better than him, you know? So… I’m thinking you’ll make a wonderful boyfriend for us… and -if- they want to fuck you after, well, of course they could, right? You’ll be our little puppet… how does that sound?

His eyes only widened more and more as she spoke. He scolded himself internally, he should have known, he should have thought… no… that was the problem, wasn’t it? His own decisions had led to rather… consequential results… maybe… she was right… maybe… this was … better… She certainly seemed to know what to do, unlike him, who could only stare down at her feet and barely manage to follow her words.

The thoughts continued to churn his mind until he seemed to simply give in. His hands softly reached forward to touch the floor, before his head joined between them. The cold stone floor was almost soothing to his flushed face and racing mind. His soft and breathy voice echoing from below

“I-if that is what Miss desires… o-of her little… c-cum… whore…”

Hoping that this time he managed to please the domineering Miss before him.