As the plane rolls to a stop, Carolina and I giggle like school girls because we know just what the next few days will hold.
The annual slut auction is Saturday and we will get to be used every day until then. This year Sir is hosting so it will be nice to enjoy ourselves at our beach retreat. It's called a retreat, when in reality, it is just a private island. We have been to many.
Carolina and I step off the plane. Our collars; the only clothing we are wearing and the only clothing we will be wearing for the next few days.
Our driver, Peter, opens the door to the car and as we slide in I notice there is already an older couple in the car. Carolina and I sit across from them and Carolina lays her head on my lap and brings her mouth to my nipple as though they weren't there.
I grab her nipple and squeeze and hear man the man moan.
Sir finally joins us and immediately says to the couple, "So glad you could make it!"
"Sluts, say hello to Mr. and Mrs. Thornton. They have never been to a slut auction and we are going to show them a lovely time aren't we?"
Carolina and I know exactly what to do and simultaneously drop to our knees, legs spread, ankles crossed, hands behind our backs. It has taken a lot of discipline from Sir to make sure our movements are synced.
"Hello Mr. and Mrs. Thornton," as instructed and again, simultaneously.
Sir nods and we crawl across the floor until our titties are on their knees.
Carolina lifts Mrs. Thornton's skirt and spreads her knees. She wastes no time diving between her legs to feast on her pussy. Mrs. Thornton was attractive. Maybe in her 50s, she was still very fit and must have some training because her pussy was bare and panties had been forgone.
Carolina moans as she slurps at Mrs. Thornton's pussy. I see her hand go to her own shortly thereafter.
I helped Mr. Thornton out of his pants and tossed them aside. I spread his knees as Carolina had done to his wife, his already hard cock jutting from his silk boxers. I lower my mouth slowly down his cock teasing the head with my tongue.
"That's it sluts. We only have a few minutes until we reach the guest house I have for them and I expect you both to make them cum."
Carolina must be doing a good job because Mrs. Thornton was thrusting against her face.
I think Mr. Thornton was enjoying himself as well because he grabbed handfuls of my hair and began furiously slamming my mouth on his cock.
I feel Sir smack my ass hard, clipping my exposed pussy.
"Is that how we suck cock around here slut? Why is Jack doing all the work? Slam your mouth on his cock like the slut you are."
He smacks me again and again. I know he seeks to discipline me but my pussy gets wetter with each smack.
I secretly try to slip my hand between my legs and Sir notices, smacking my upturned ass harder and faster.
His assault on my ass has both the desired and undesired effect. I stop touching it but my slit is more on fire by the second.
"That's it Steele smack that ass. I'm so close and I want to watch this slut swallow my cum."
Sir told Carolina she could cum (just to punish me I think) and as she did she was slamming her face into Mrs. Thornton's pussy, the older woman got her release too. It sounded like Carolina was drowning in her cum.
"Open your mouth slut," Mr. Thornton commands, as he lifts my face by a handful of hair.
His cum hits my open mouth, "Fuuuuuck, you are a good slut. Let me see my cum."
My mouth stays open to show his gobs of cum on my tongue.
"Swallow now slut."
I did as I was told and sit back about to wipe the cum that missed my mouth.
"Leave it slut. I want everyone to what a little slut you really are," Sir instructs.
Our car comes to a rolling stop as we arrive at the guest house, one of many on the property.
"Thank you for such a lovely drive Jack. I think you may be right that we need a slut or two of our own. I look forward to the auction."
"I am disappointed in your lack of effort Cecilia," Sir calmly states as we pull away.
Carolina and I remain in the standard slut position for the short drive to the main house. House, of course, is the most inappropriate name for it but that is what Sir calls it. It is really an imposing mansion in the style of Greek revival.
Large columns grace the façade of the first two floors while the third and fourth have verandas that wrap the building; enhanced by smaller versions of the columns.
