Nope, Place the Order

Everything looked perfect so you clicked Purchase and placed the order. You only had to wait a few days before the two girls arrive. They were of course under the distinct impression that they had just been released from prison so you knew to temper your expectations. Both were likely to be in an extra aggressive mood. Who knew what the new normal was going to be around here from now on? You certainly weren't gonna be the one calling the shots anymore at least that was a guarantee. Both women came with their own set of possessions that you received in advance, so you were able to get them set up in their own rooms, adding to their immersive programming that told them they lived here before their incarceration. Some of the things they came with were interesting to say the least, well, misery is better than boredom, you reasoned. Still, you found it hard not to go through Lois' lingerie, imagining your muscle-bound goddess in such skimpy things, nothing that really qualified as real clothing. Despite getting roughed up a bit, there were going to be some serious perks to having a superhuman nudist around the house.

Meg's stuff was much more mundane. Tough-girl stuff like jeans, tanks, gym clothes, the kinds of things you more or less expected. Not much in the way of undergarments. The few bras she had were sports bras, and most of her underwear were boxers and some boishorts with a little mix of other panties thrown in as well.

Of course, the scariest things that came in the package were the large and surprisingly elaborate collection of sex toys assigned to each. Remember, you asked for this, Hell you paid for this!

On the day of delivery, you laid out Lois' black bra and matching thone with the shear top. You don't bother trying to figure out what Meg would want to wear straight out of prison, it's not like she was going to treat you any better, either way. You heard the delivery truck arrive and saw your two future dominants get out. They were both handcuffed and wearing orange jumpsuits, standard prison uniforms. They were led to the door by some faux police officers, and you wondered whether it would be better for you to go and meet them. You might suffer more for avoiding Meg but if you could get Lois upstairs into the bedroom, alone, maybe you two could have some more passionate and less abusive sex without Meg. Unless she got to you first, that is.

Be good and welcome your super robosluts home or risk wrath and hide in the bedroom and hope Lois gets there first?