I was accompanied to Barbara's room by Doreen, a short curly haired blonde whose small frame contrasted with her unusually big breasts, which strained against the fabric of her nightie and bounced as she walked.
My own breasts are rather small and while I am not unhappy about them being small, I have a thing for larger boobs, probably because they remind me of Cheryl.
Doreen was flying high, probably on the cocaine, and very talkative. "I'm so jealous of you being Mistress Barbara's new bedpet," she said. "You'll get to sleep in Mistress's bed every night whereas we have to be summoned. Not that that's a problem for me, you know, especially not now since I've made my hundred."
"What does that mean?" I asked. "What hundred?"
Doreen giggled. "One hundred orgasms. A girl who gives Mistress one hundred orgasms gets to wear her tokens and I made my hundred last week and will get my tokens soon."
"What tokens?" I asked.
"Did you notice that little cunt Alice, the red head with the tiny tits?"
"You mean the girl with those rings in her nipples?"
"That's her. How she did it I don't know but she made a hundred and now wears Mistress's rings in her tits. So I said to myself, if she can do it, so can I, and I did!" She was very proud of herself.