Betua

You reach down and gently stop Betua. "Well done, Betua. You've shown your devotion and your experience...you really know how to please my cock." You smile ruefully at Coblaith. "You did well too, Coblaith. But rules are rules." The Pictish girl bows her head slightly in defeat - and trepidation - as you stroke your cock and go retrieve your small switch.

"Betua, get on all fours on my bed like the bitch in heat you are. Coblaith - kneel next to her." Your slaves obey and you grin, stroking your cock still, as you gaze at the sight: Betua on all fours, head lowered, presenting her pink little pussy and pale ass to you, and Coblaith kneeling next to her, head bowed, breasts exposed. Climbing onto the bed, you seize Betua's hips and (after a quick check to make sure she's sufficiently wet) plunge your cock into the Gaul's waiting fuckhole. Betua moans and arches her back as you bottom out in her pussy, and you growl with lust. "Enjoying that, Betua?"

"Ooooh...yes, Dominus!"

"Good." Seizing her hair, you begin to plow the flame-haired Gaul, and you pull Coblaith down by her head so that her cheek is resting on Betua's ass, just above you. She's got a close-up view of your cock spearing Betua's pussy, getting slicker and slicker as the Gaul warms up to you. "Like the view, Coblaith?"

"I...yes, Dominus."

You laugh and slap her cheek lightly. "Good. You'll stay there. This glorious cock could have been yours for the having - but you lost that opportunity to a more experienced ****. I expect you'll seek her advice when we're done here."

"Yes, Dominus."

Betua is letting out little rhythmic moans of pleasure as you pound away at her, and you pick up your switch as you call to her. "How would you describe my cock in your pussy?"

"Oooh! Oooh! It is...wonderful, Dominus!"

*Crack!* You bring the switch down on Coblaith's ass, making her writhe. "Good! What else?"

"Ooooh! Uh, delightful, Dominus!"

*Crack!* Coblaith shrieks slightly as the next blow lands on her round ass. "Good! What else?"

"Oooh! Oh! Ah! Overpowering, Dominus!"

This continues for some minutes, with you switching Coblaith as she can do nothing but watch you pleasure the other girl. By the end, Betua's breath is coming hard and ragged, and you feel your own climax approaching. Coblaith has borne her punishment patiently, but her teeth are gritted and some tears have rolled down her face.

"Good! What else?"

"Oooh! Oh, ah, ummm...ah, please, Dominus, may I cum??"

You scowl and switch Betua - just once, lightly, on her ass. She shrieks. "Not until you tell me what my cock is, Betua!"

"Oooooooooohhhhh, godsssss...it is god-like! It's a god-like cock, Dominus!!"

"Hahaha! Well done. Cum!" Betua shrieks and trembles, her whole body shaking as she cums on your cock while you continue to pound away at her, giving Coblaith a few extra licks for fun. As Betua's climax passes and her body starts to go limp, you shove her forward off your cock and drop the switch. "Open, Coblaith!" Obediently the Pict opens her mouth and you slide your cock in, closing your eyes in ecstasy as your own orgasm arrives. "Yes...take it in your mouth, Coblaith. Hold it there." Coblaith looks up at you as you pump wave after wave of seed into her tear-stained face; despite her punishment, she still serves you, and gently tongues your cock to make sure you get it all out. When you're done, you sag away from her, tingling with pleasure.

"Well done, Coblaith. Show me." The **** opens her mouth, and you see your cum, white and sticky, on her tongue. "Good girl. Now go give Betua a kiss!"

Coblaith crawls stiffly up to the head of the bed, where Betua is rising. Taking Betua's face in her hands, Coblaith pulls the surprised girl into a kiss, clearly overpowering her slightly and pushing her tongue into Betua's mouth. You smile at the sight, and as the girls come apart a bit of your seed drips from their lips onto Betua's chin. You lounge as you survey the slaves, who look to you expectantly.

"Well done, slaves. Swallow." As they do - Coblaith without reservation, Betua with a slight grimace - you grasp the switch again and trace first Betua's, then Coblaith's nipples with its tip. "I'm home now - if not for good, then for a good long while. And I expect to make good use of my time here, understood?" The slaves both nod. "Very well. I'm glad that we all remember our roles in the household. Betua, know that you pleased me more tonight - but the wheel could turn again tomorrow. So go take Coblaith and tend to her poor, tender rear. Leave me, slaves. I need me my sleep."

Betua nods and the two slaves get to their feet and leave, Betua putting an arm around Coblaith as they depart your chamber.