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I turn to walk away and I hear a whine. Turning around, I see Rachel begin to pout.

“Sir that was fun. Aren’t you at least going to get our numbers so we can do this again sometime?”

“You know what Rachel that is almost a good idea. That was pretty fun, I will admit, but I think I can do you one better. I don’t see any brands on either of you, which leads me to assume that neither of you have owners yet. Am I right?”

Rachel nodded, eyes lighting up with anticipation, but Sharon looked nervous.

“Well, I just so happen to have a few extra tickets that I have been meaning to use, and you two would be acceptable. What do you say we head to the registration office and make this official? After that I can show you to your new homes.”

Rachel squealed and jumped up and down, making her breasts bounce and globs of cum fall on the ground. Sharon still seems nervous about the thought of being mine.

I grab them each by a hand and pull them to their feet, telling them to follow me. Rachel is extremely eager and walks right by my side, but Sharon is hanging back. I turn to the small ginger.

“What is wrong Red, you think you are too good to come home with me?”

“No, it isn’t that, it’s just… If I go home with you I would never get to see my sisters again.” She looked to be on the verge of tears.

“Nonsense. If your sisters are anything like you they can visit whenever they want to. The more the merrier.” With that Sharon steps up on my other side and I walk to the nearest registration office, which is luckily right around the corner in the mall. On the way there we walk past a latex store called Skintight. My childhood friend Gemma works there, and she was the reason I came to the mall today in the first place. Stepping inside, I walk up to her and grab her by the arm. Without saying anything she drops to her knees and fumbles with my fly.

“No, no Gemma, not right now.” She looks at me with confusion and disappointment. “I have something else planned for you.” I pull out the three tickets I had in my wallet, even though I had only been planning on using one. Her eyes grow wide as she sees them, and then glide over the two girls at my sides. Grinning, she stands up and kisses them full on the lips.

“Well girls, looks like we are going to get to know each other pretty well.”

With that we resumed our journey to the registration office. The office was fairly empty, only two guys standing by the door with hungry looks on their faces, and a few women who look as if they hadn’t eaten in weeks, waiting to be picked up by a **** guy with a ticket. I herd my girls up to the desk and hand the receptionist my tickets. She has Gemma Rachel and Sharon step up on the scanner and searched them for existing brands to ensure that I wasn’t stealing some other man’s property, and then readied the branding iron.

“Any requests on where you want the mark sir?” The receptionist asks me.

“I am not sure. Give me a minute to think about it please.” She huffs and gives me an annoyed look. I realize she is a pretty attractive woman as well. A petite 5 foot even with shoulder length curly brunette hair framing a heart shaped face and green eyes would be enough to stop any man’s heart, but her charm kept going with her C cup breasts and hourglass figure.

“You know what? How about you help me out with something while I think. I am finding it very hard to think with my balls full.” With a sigh she walks out from behind the counter and drops to a crouch. She removes my pants effortlessly and gasps when she sees my member emerge. Waiting no longer I grab her by the hair and shove her against the counter. Because of her awkward position and the fact she is wearing heels, she topples over easily and I pin her. Mentally, I subtract a couple inches off my previous estimate. Holding her in place easily I slide my cock into her mouth until she gags. I pull out an inch and then double down, forcing her to ****. She bites down and I take a step backwards, reeling in surprise. The bite was not hard enough to hurt me, but nobody bites during a facefuck.

I grab her by the hair again and pull her to her feet.

“I am sorry sir, I don’t know what happened. You are the biggest I have had in my mouth, and you came in harder than anyone else has, it just kinda happened. Please forgive me.” Tears are starting to form in her eyes, but I can’t tell if that is because she is sorry, or if I am hurting her with my grip on her hair.

Before I can say anything a back door opens and another woman steps out.

“Sir, what is going on?” She asks.