They start to grow jealous of your slaves

They had been masturbating throughout the morning, the image of the Master had been surprising arousing and they'd lost track of time till midday. Ashamed as she was to admit it she felt amazing feeling herself, the idea of such devotion to that Man was exhilarating. And she was ashamed to admit it but the idea of simply devoting herself to a man was starting to grow on her.

They had gone in the dining room of the hostel, surrounded by several tens of slaves. Fire was having a hard focusing on her meal, she was distracted by those around her, and curious about the nature of her life.

“Hey Fire you ever wonder what it’s like to be one of the slaves?” asked Ice nervously.

“Yes” she admitted “I was wondering too, they all look so happy”

“Do you want to try it? Just for a bit I mean everyone’s doing it?” she timidly.

Before she could answer a voice barked through the audience, the two girls looked towards the direction of the voice to see none other than the mistress of shadows Talia Al-Ghul.

“Master approaches, on your knees sluts” she shouted causing all the slaves to scramble to their knees. Fire and Ice did the same, partly out of wanting to blend in, and partly out a subconscious desire to indulge in the act of slavery that they were so curious about.

As through the doorway the Master walked in, Fire could feel his gaze shift over them.

“You two” demanded the man, squinting up she could him pointing at them “I want to meet you in private”

Looking at Ice worried yet also secretly excited, they couldn’t blow their cover so agreed to his request.