Meanwhile, downstairs

Calypso headed down to the kitchen, to inform her fellow slaves of MJ's bizarre food request...and was not pleased by what she saw

Shathra was in her true form, her jet-black body clad in an apron, and Queen dressed in a "French Maid" outfit. This wasn't what set Calypso off, however, as this was how things should be. No, what angered her was that instead of watching the food or setting the table as they were supposed to, they instead had fingers stuck inside each other's pussies, apparently trying to see who could go the longest before cumming.

So caught up were they in their contest (which Queen was winning handily) that they didn't notice Calypso's presence until she cleared her throat. At which point they seperated and started groveling; for when Calypso had extended the binding spell that enslaved ehr to them, she'd tweaked it a tad so that they became submissive as well as obedient, not only to Peter & his wives, but to her.

"You are supposed to be working, not playing the finger game," she decalred. "Which of you started it?"

Shathra raised her hand. Calypso nodded. turned to Queen. "Queen, Mistress Venom wants spaghetti. Make it for her. As for you, Shathra..."

(Originally posted to the Superstories Addventure by Shendude)