[Mothers 2+] Bring them all, and try to make her beg for slavery.

"Devi... who's in the apartment right now?"

Her lithe form crawls over the prone prostitute, her succulent little brown ass swaying before you. "Everyone{if Devi_shaved = true}, Master.{else@}.{endif}."

{if Xenia_student = true}You raise an eyebrow as you contemplate her butt. "Even Xenia?"

"She's trying to study more in the apartment... I don't think she's concentrating very well, but yes."{endif}

You nod, eyeing Devi's {if Devi_shaved = false}hairy {endif}snatch as it hovers over Chantel's. "I think I've got an idea..."

~ five minutes later ~

Chantel, who has by now tired herself out by writhing against sturdy bonds, looks around her with wide, bewildered eyes. It's a fairly natural response: {if@ Xenia_slave = true}sitting between her legs on her hands and knees is a Latin dwarf, all while the rest of your harem{else}your harem{endif}, at least of those who take residence within your or Devi's apartment, surrounds the bed, flanking her on all sides with their supple, nude forms. {if@ Xenia_slave = true}Behind the naked dwarf{else}At the foot of the bed{endif} stand you and Devi, with you trying hard to not come while Devi pumps you with her hand. Despite her attention, her eyes continue to drift around, staring hungrily at the buffet of naked women you've gathered.

"I'm going to give you a choice, Chantel... Chantel? I guess that'll be your name for now..." Realizing that you trailed off into muttering, you clear your throat and address the confused woman again. "I'm going to be coming soon... and you're ripe and ready to be bred." The girls issue their nervous giggles and hums, and one offers a consoling pat on Chantel's tummy. It doesn't ease her renewed strain against her bindings. "If I release inside you..." You move toward the bed and away from Devi{if@ Xenia_slave = true}, and as you do so place your hand gently on the back of Xenia's hair.{else}.{endif} "... you'll be pregnant for sure... just like all of these women. "