Mistress wiped the memories then added new ones to her "product" so well, that they had no idea of a previous life. Even Sarah had no idea she had a 'before'.
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"I love you, Mistress!"
But she'd already disconnected the call. I busied myself washing the glasses and putting everything away. As the bitches were taken down to the garage I made the bed and wiped any hard surface I might have touched.
Mistress was waiting in the arrivals garage.
"Very nice, Sarah." I smiled.
The bitches eyes were half open and they were groaning.
"Take them to the barn." That meant 'pony girl' training.
"Have you had supper, dear?"
"Yes Mistress."
"Good. Come with me, then, dear."
I smiled when I realized we were going to Her bedroom suite.
In the sitting room we kissed tenderly, and she lifted my sundress over my head.
"Such a pretty young thing." She kissed me one more time. "Let's go to bed."
The red fox fur throw, with it's maroon velvet backing was folded back. I climbed onto the silver satin sheets.
She said, "I'll be right back. Don't go away." I giggled.
Mistress returned from her changing room in a purple satin and chiffon ankle length nightie with a scooped collar.
We kissed and fondled.
"Go down, dear." She pulled the hem of her nightie up to her waist.
I tickled my nose in her grey bush. I licked and kissed the flaps of her old lady cunt. I kissed licked and fingered until she came. I love her so much. Making her moan is so wonderful.
"Get up here."
She slid back until she was leaning against the pillows piled against the head board. Her legs were spread.
"Come love, sit between my legs."
I leaned back. Her arm went around me and she fondled my boobs. She kissed my neck. "What a pretty girl." She whispered, then kissed my ear.
Then she held the vibrator to my cunt as she continued to molest me with her other hand. I was soon mush from the long sweet orgasm.
We snuggled under the fur blanket.
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"Wake up, Sarah." Eve, Mistress's personal maid whispered. Mistress likes to wake up alone.
I went to my room and crawled into the double bed with my sissy 'girl' room mate Tammy.
The rest of the week I was assigned to housekeeping. My day would light up when Mistress would see me, smile at me and say "Hello dear."
Then a week after capturing the bitches, Mistress sent me to the barn to see Karen, the pony trainer.
She was in her office, which had windows looking into the barn, looking at nude muscular young men with big cocks on her laptop.
"You know they're all gay."
She ran her hand over her lime green Mohawk. "A gal can dream. So, time to test my ponies."
Amanda and Amber were standing side by side in the only occupied box stall. They were naked except for wide arm bands just above Amanda's left elbow and Amber's right elbow. The armbands were joined by a short chain. They stood with their shoulders touching and their expressions blank.
Karen clicked her tongue. "Ponies, come."
They smiled at Karen and walked to the front of the stall. Karen reached between the bars and stroked their cheeks.
"Ponies, do you recognize Sarah?"
They smiled blankly and their eyes didn't move from Karen's face.
"Good girls." She produced two baby carrots from her jeans pocket and gave them each one. We left them standing there happily munching their crispy treat.
"Good" Karen said when we went into her office. "Minds completely wiped. This afternoon we'll take them to the clinic to replace their feet with hooves. A microbot will modify their voice boxes so they can only whinny and nicker, and their DA will be changes so they can grow tails."
"What's with the arm bands?"
"Oh, they are so well physically matched, we're going to make them a team. In a few weeks they won't need the armbands. Amber will just naturally want to stand to Amanda's right. Even when turned out to pasture. Have a coffee." Karen pointed to a chair and I poured a coffee from the 'Thermos' on her desk into the empty mug as she picked up her phone and dialed an inside line.
"Yes, Mistress?... Yes, Karen here. They're all ready for the clinic." She smiled and winked at me. ".... Yes, Sarah's here..... having her coffee now.... Yes send them in about ten minutes, she'll be ready."
Odd tasting coffee, a cinnamon after taste. Wait? What did she just say about being.... Geeze, I feel a bit...."
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"Uh." I open my eyes. We're in Lorraine's limousine. She smiles warmly at me.
"Sleepy head. You fell asleep as soon as we left Mothers."
Oh, ya. I kind of remember. I snuggle myself in my grey fur opera jacket as I try to clear my mind. My wife reaches for my hand.
She is so beautiful, with her long blond hair, thin straight nose and high cheek bones. Her pink lipstick looks so sexy on her plump kissable lips. There's a twinkle in her ice blue eyes. She gently squeezes my hand.
There's a nano-second memory of a dream. A barn and a lady with green Mohawk hair. Then it's gone.
The car pulls to a stop. A man with a red jacket opens the door.
"Thank you Jose'." says Lorraine as he holds the hotel door for us. "Hello Karen she says to the lady at reception.
The elevator has buttons labeled "SB" to "46" and a row of key slots. Lorraine takes a key from her purse and put it in one of them and turns. Up we go. The door opens to a marble tiled entrance way.
A young lady in a pink satin maid's dress with a white frilly apron greets Lorraine as we shrug off our furs. Tina takes them.
"We'll be in the den, love. Can we eat in about an hour?"
"Of course Ms. Lorraine."
