It seemed like eons waiting for Thursday, even though it was only a couple of days. We had all worked like, well, like slaves to prepare the house for Mistress' return. The place was practically gleaming from the kitchen and bathrooms down to the tiniest detail. Even the closets and garage were ready for a white glove inspection. Miss Robin didn't go to that extreme, but her examination of every detail was exceedingly thorough and impressive.
When we'd finished stripping the beds, remaking them and laundering the dirty linen She instructed us to attend to each other.
"Squeaky clean, inside and out."
Chloe, Grace, and I trooped off to the shower to make each other's bodies ready for inspection and any use that Mistress and Miss Lucy might wish to make of us.
Of course, that was the lightest duty we'd pulled in days, pretty pleasurable, too. Helping to wash Chloe's and Grace's wonderful bodies is about as far from torture as you can get.
"Aren't you hos clean yet?"
Robin called loudly into the bathroom. She strode in holding the wicked crop she favored for inflicting maximum pain.
"Get your asses out of there and dry each other off. Mistress Barbara will be here soon, and she expects clean slaves, ready for use."
We grabbed towels and began to dry each other. Robin pushed her crop crosswise between my teeth then picked out a rough textured one and used it to scrub between my legs painfully. She focused on my balls, abrading my scrotum and squeezing my testicles.
"I expect your Mistress will be eager to get her hands on her fucktoy's jewels, don't you think?"
"Yes, Miss Robin."
"When she left, she made a point of directing me to keep you in practice. She said you require regular genital conditioning. She likes hurting your cock and balls, doesn't she, fucktoy?"
"Yes, Miss Robin. They are hers."
"I enjoy it too."
Yes, Ma'am, I know that."
She mashed my balls against my pelvis. I cried out and whimpered as she ground them harshly.
"You like being handled roughly, don't you?"
"Yes, Miss Robin."
Mistress' return was imminent, and Miss Robin had Chloe, Grace, and me line up facing the front door. We were posed carefully under the direction of her harsh crop.
"Present yourselves proudly, sluts."
She teased my cock with the popper, coaxing me to present Mistress' property at full staff. She shifted her focus to the underside of my scrotum, hefting my balls with a salubrious effect on my erection.
"Very nice, fucktoy, make me proud to return you ready for full use when your Mistress first sees your offering."
"Yes, Miss Robin."
A bead of precum emerged from my slit, glistening lightly golden. Miss Robin deftly collected it in the popper and brought it to my lips. I licked it and smiled at her.
"Thank you, Miss."
She handed me a bottle of lube.
"Bend over sluts."
The girls bent over so I could lube them. To say they seemed to enjoy it would be an understatement. They each thrust back to encourage my fingers deeper into their asses. I prepped Chloe first, and she twerked lustily as I penetrated her anus with two fingers, swirling the lube inside her tight hole. She moaned softly, quietly loving the invasion.
"You're not trying to get her off, just prep her for use."
"Yes, Miss Robin."
"That's enough, now do Grace."
Chloe thanked me in a sultry half-whisper when I smacked her cheek sharply to signify that I'd finished.
I shifted to stand behind Grace's eagerly offered gorgeous ass. By this point my cock was standing stiff and hard with a drop of golden pre cum poised at the slit.
I began to apply lube to her winking starfish., swirling a bit around her puckered rim before loading more onto my fingertips and slipping inside her tight, hot anus. She moaned and pushed back trying to force my fingers deeper inside her horny hole.
The tresses of Miss Robin's flogger slashed across her back.
"This is not for your pleasure, slut."
"Sorry, Miss Robin."
She took the lube from me and handed it to Chloe.
"Prep his hole," she barked before she sprang up the step to the entryway landing and reached for the door. She opened it and looked around before returning to continue overseeing us.
I bent over for Chloe to lube my ass. She was quick and rough about it, not because time was up, but because she was delighting in my discomfort. She had three fingers fully embedded in my ass and a tight grip on a handful of balls.
"I bet Mistress has some deep inspection planned for you, Master. And you're looking forward to it, aren't you."
My nod in response was a bit shy, which made her grin lecherously.
Miss Robin approached carrying a trio of butt plugs with flogger tails. She gestured for us to bend over which we did. She worked her way down the line as we reached behind ourselves to open and present ourselves for impalement.
Once our plugs were inserted, she gave each of us a sharp slap by way of punctuation.
"Present."
We each snapped into presentation pose, eagerly opening our bodies for inspection. My cock was fully, tumescent. Chloe's prominent clit glistened, and Grace's breathing deepened. Miss Robin fondled her glorious tits and pinched her proudly erect nipples harshly enough to draw a whimper.
She turned her attention to Chloe and took an aggressive grip on her clit with fingernails that appeared painful, but my sweet slut moaned needily. Finally she turned her attention to me.
She took my turgid shaft in one hand and cupped my balls with her other as she stared into my eyes. A wicked smile curled her beautiful lips as she squeezed my balls.
