Put the sluts to work

"Keep at it, ladies." Savannah the farmer said from her lounge chair as she sipped on her cup of water. "I don't want to have to come out there and teach you what for."

"Actually, I'd like that very much," Tina yelled back as she scooped another pile of manure from the cow pen. "Why don't you get up and help us? After all, they're your cows, so it's your cow shit to clean up."

All it took was an eyebrow raise from Savannah to send Hilda running over to her daughter. As she placed her hand over Tina's mouth and smiled fervently, pleading, "Kids, am I right? You just stay there and rest, mis- I mean, ma'am. We'll have this done for you in a jiffy."

"I'm sure you will." The farm girl closed her eyes and leaned back in her chair, chuckling under her breath.

"Mom," Tina said as she wrenched herself out of her mother's grip. "Why are we doing this? Following the orders of some peasant girl? We may not have our clothes, but we should have our pride as knights."

"Dear, we wronged her." Hilda whispered, looking over her shoulder nervously. "It should only be right and chivalrous that we do as she requests as penance."

"We're naked, mother!" Tina yelled, prompting her mother to vehemently and fearfully shush her. "What do we care about chivalry, especially for someone like her?"

"Hush, now, Tina." Hilda picked up a shit shovel and started scooping up the pile of cow poop in front of them. "Just think of this as part of your quest. You've received a noble mission from a worthy master. You might not find it to be that bad, after all."

Tina just stood silent, blinking unbelieving at her mother. "You're turned on, aren't you?" She said accusatorily.

"I, you, wha-" Hilda stammered, her face going red. "P-preposterous. I would never-"

"Don't lie to me, you agreed to that woman's demands as soon as she made them! I know you too well to miss what that means."

Hilda feigned surprise, overdramatic in her expressions. "How dare you insinuate-"

"Keep shoveling, girls. You don't need help, do you?"

Hilda turned around, smiling ear to ear. "No need for that, mistress." Her smile dropped and her eyes widened as she realized what she'd said. Blushing, she turned back to the shit pile, looking away from Tina's smug grin in embarrassed shame.

For the next several hours, the two knightly women found themselves doing various labors to get the farm ready. As the sun rose high in the sky, sweat rained off their naked bodies in buckets, making them glimmer and shine. From shoveling the animal refuse, bringing the livestock into the fields, and cleaning the barn, it was dirty, back-breaking work.

By the third hour, Tina was covered in sweat, her normally fair skin looking more bronzed than she'd ever seen it. She had to admit as she looked in the reflection of a puddle that she looked good, even if she didn't feel so. "Are we... done yet... mother?" She pled with Hilda as the two of them walked through the crop field, tilling the soil behind them. "I've completely undone all of the good last night's bath did me."

"I think... we're getting close..." Hilda wheezed. "Once we're done here, we'll go ask Miss Mazisen what else is left. Besides, I think we've done a good job, right? She'll probably be happy with us."

Hilda started to look in the direction of the house, where Savannah could be seen sleeping on her lounge chair, turned over so that her butt was pointed in their direction. As the older woman swooned, almost salivating at the sight of the muscular overall-clad woman, her daughter groaned and continued their work. Hopefully, they'd be able to finish up shortly and be on their way.