She demands a show from her slaves

Marcus yelped in pain as Jana's riding crop cracked across his thigh, leaving a patch of hot, stinging skin just the shape of the leather flap dangling on the end. Unlike Kriss, she'd shown absolutely no hesitation to punish him just as much as Josh or Charity. In fact, it felt like she was striking him even more than the other two, each hard swat delivered with the same cold, vicious precision like she knew exactly how to extract the most agony and relished in it. By now his bare thighs and butt were both littered with angry red welts, tears in his eyes from the burning of his soft skin. Worse still, he knew this day of training had only just begun...

"Legs further apart." The cruel woman snapped, by way of explanation for the vicious strike, her cold eyes flashing. With a whimpering gasp, the young prince shuffled his feet wider, leaving his trembling thighs spread. Even though that meant his stiff little erection was even more obvious, he was way too scared of her to be embarrassed. At least until she made it even worse by leaning over and looking right at it with a cool glare. A strangled gasp escaped his trembling lips as she slipped the crop up between his legs, brushing it over the inside of his thighs before laying the end right against his little balls. With how hard he was right now after the horrid **** they'd fed him, he couldn't stop himself from shivering, his dick tingling with lust. "The royal endowment." She sneered coldly. "Such a shame. I have my doubts whoever buys you will have much use for something so very small. Still, we'll have to teach you how to use it all the same." The crop moved, sliding up his throbbing shaft until it rested right against his tingling, sensitive head, brushing over his skin until he was whimpering softly. At last, she flicked the crop away, and Marcus gasped in strangled relief, only her strict instructions to hold this position stopping him from doubling over to shield his poor dick from her. "Posture is important, slaves. You've been taught that already. A well-trained **** hides nothing from their owner, adapting to the situation as needed to ensure they are always showing off their assets. By the time we are through with you here, you will all be very well-trained indeed. I assure you, I will accept nothing less. " She snapped, flipping the crop up under her arm as her icy gaze flickered over each of them in turn. Charity staring dull-eyed ahead of her, faint shivers betraying her fear, Josh with his jaw set and fists clenching behind him, and then Marcus, who had never felt smaller or more afraid in his life. He'd happily spend the whole day in bed being used and abused by Kriss if it meant he could slip away from Jana's vicious clutches. "You, girl step forward." She waved Charity over with her crop. The noble girl shuffled a few steps out, a moment's panic in her eyes. "Do you remember how I taught you to please two cocks yesterday?" Jana asked, the icy look in her eyes suggesting there was only one acceptable answer to that question.

"Yes Mistress." Charity gasped in a strangled voice. Even in her terror, her cheeks flushed pink. Marcus shuddered, seeing the haughty chamberlain's daughter ashamed of how she'd been **** into lewd sex acts with men who weren't even her lover made him feel rather sick. Was there nothing these terrible people wouldn't do?

"I hope so, for your sake." The cruel woman continued, her crop flicking forward to run over Charity's flat belly. That was the worst part, Marcus thought with aching sympathy as the poor girl shuddered in terror. At least Kriss had mostly stood back and only used hers when she was punishing someone else. Jana seemed to take pleasure in continually reminding them of the vicious sting of that horrible thing, rubbing it along their bare skin every chance she had like a snake threatening to strike. "Turn, face these two useless boys." Jana ordered. "You are going to be servicing both together, demonstrating what you've learned so far. Let's hope you can improve on your pathetic performance yesterday and I won't have to waste my night punishing you again. I was kind enough to pick out these two who aren't quite as big as those strapping lads you had so much trouble **** on." She paused a moment, an expectant frown on her face. When Charity just stayed silent, she struck out again, making both Marcus and Josh flinch as the crop cracked viciously across the girl's flank, drawing a shrill yelp of pain. "I just told you I did you a kindness ****." The cruel woman snarled.

"Thank you Mistress...for your kindness." Charity whimpered, a despairing look on her face as her haunted gaze flickered between Marcus and Josh. The young prince couldn't stop himself from blushing, or glancing guiltily at her slender body and perky boobs, standing high on her chest. It was that stupid ****...it made his head all hot and his dick all hard until he got confused like this and could hardly even remember how sorry he should be feeling for the poor girl. Instead, he just kept thinking how soft her lips would feel on his dick when she knelt in front of him like Polly and Tania yesterday.

"Now kneel, and you two step forward, standing on either side of her." Jana ordered. Charity collapsed awkwardly to her knees, tears in her eyes as she watched the two naked boys shuffle uncertainly over to stand by her sides. A hesitant glance down told Marcus Josh was just as hard as he was right now...only the other boy's dick was both longer and thicker than his own little one. The young prince swallowed anxiously at the sight, his cheeks blazing. "Begin." Jana snapped suddenly.

Without the slightest hesitation, Charity ducked forward, going for Marcus first. The young prince yelped in shock as he felt her lips around the head of his tingling dick, cradling his stiff erection. Her mouth was so warm and wet he felt like he almost came right then and there, his hips trembling and bucking and a high-pitched moaning noise escaping his throat. Meanwhile, she'd reached up with her other hand and grabbed Josh's bigger dick, pumping her fist gently along the length. There was the slightest strain in how she moved that arm, and her cheeks were scarlet, the panicked desperation in her eyes hinting at why she continued despite her shame. Suddenly, Jana's crop darted out and brushed against the young prince's chin, lifting up his head with a little pressure until he found himself gazing fearfully at her instead, even as Charity's warm mouth kept working over his tingling shaft. Marcus let out a strangled whimper, staring into those icy-cold eyes that looked at him like he was some worm under her heeled boot.

"That was quite the adorable reaction. I can see why my sister likes you so much." The cruel woman sneered. "You're lucky I don't have to remind you that even while you're getting that little dick of yours sucked you should be trying to put on a show for your owner. Continue making those cute noises and you'll do rather well here. The former prince...a natural ****, how amusing." She chuckled coldly. "You, on the other hand." The crop whipped away, slashing across over Charity's bobbing head to crack against Josh's chest, right on top of a nipple. The boy jumped and moaned like he'd been stung, darting back enough that Charity had to lean in to keep her hand working his dick. "Eyes down! Don't you dare glare at me like that!" Jana snarled, striking him again on the bare shoulder. "You want to hit me, is that it boy? You want to run away?" She leant in, a look of cold malice on her face. "Go on, I dare you to try. Give me an excuse. Don't think we don't know that dozy cow is your precious older sister." Josh met her gaze for just a moment, far longer than Marcus would have dared, his hands curling into straining fists behind his back. That last threat to Polly seemed to hit him hard though, and his head fell with a little gasp, tears of frustration in his big blue eyes. "Smart boy." Jana smirked, drawing back at last. She lowered her crop, letting it rest threateningly on Charity's shoulders. "Now, you useless girl, if they both haven't cum on that pretty face of yours in the next five minutes, I'm going to be very annoyed with you."

Charity let out a muffled gasp, a panicked shudder running down her kneeling body. Marcus moaned and gasped as her careful attention on his stiff dick grew rather frantic, her lips pumping hurriedly up and down his shaft, taking him to the hilt while her fluttering tongue worked along his sensitive skin. He was on the edge already despite Jana's viciousness thanks to that horrible ****, and within moments he felt his legs start to tremble and his aching balls draw tight. Like she sensed exactly what was coming, Charity drew back at the last moment, her pulsing cock popping free of her lips. The young prince moaned in disappointment at the loss of her mouth's pleasurable attentions right on the edge of his climax, but in an instant her free hand had darted up to replace it, soft fingers pumping along his length. He let out a shrill squeal as he came, a jet of pearly cum squirting from the tip of his throbbing dick to splatter across Charity's cheek. The noble girl shuddered in obvious distaste, but kept going all the same, her pumping hand squeezing free a few more thin dribbles that landed on her lips and chin. Marcus was breathing hard, flushed and gasping as the tingling heat of climax faded, but his dick was hard as ever in her stroking hand. The moment's pleasure of his orgasm faded, replaced by the same, tingling insistent need he'd felt since being **** to swallow that ****.

Charity darted towards Josh now, taking his thicker cock in her lips and shoving her head down his length without hesitation. She made a muffled gurgling noise, drool leaking from her lips to dribble down onto his pelvis. Watching as she kept pumping his own little dick with her hand, Marcus couldn't help but notice how much more trouble she was having trying to swallow the other boy's shaft, the thought making him flush even hotter and tremble with a disconcerting mixture of shame and tingling anticipation. In that moment, with the heat of this awful, unrelenting arousal filling him up, he found himself imagining how it would feel to be kneeling there in front of Josh and trying to swallow that big cock, feeling it fill his throat and mouth and listening to the other boy's hot panting breaths.

Josh groaned suddenly, a look of haunted pleasure flickering across his face. Charity gasped and spluttered, darting back just as the boy started to cum, his pulsing cock waving in the air and splattering a thick load of cum across her hair and face. Marcus felt his mouth go dry as he watched the pearly liquid cover her skin, his own dick twitching longingly in her fingers. She knelt back between them, with one hand resting on each of their dicks and a miserable look on her face as cum dribbled down her cheeks and hair.

"Acceptable, just about." Jana purred, the first time she'd ever sounded even slightly satisfied. "You can leave that cum on your face though, just as a little reminder what you are." Charity let out a soft, despairing moan. Marcus shivered in sympathy, watching the thick white cum sticking strands of her hair together. It must feel awful to be all dirty like that and then not be able to clean up. He wanted to help her...but with Jana right there he didn't even dare twitch. "You two." Jana snapped, waving the crop between the young prince and Josh again. "I just had another **** pleasure you, even if it was a lesson. What should you be saying to me right now?"

"Thank you Mistress." Marcus whimpered, echoed moments later by Josh. That made it even worse, having to thank these people over and over for the awful things they did. Each time he had to **** the words free, the young prince felt a cold pit settle in his stomach. As he bit his lip anxiously, his hands working over each other behind his back. Jana stepped back to look over the three of them, not even bothering to acknowledge their obedience. To her, it was obviously just an expected outcome. Only the opposite would provoke a reaction from her. Marcus shuddered again as her cold, pitiless gaze fell on him, wondering just what this terrible woman would do to humiliate him next.