Ashley finally receives her STD results. Negative.
She exhales with relief, cuts the paper in a thousand pieces and puts it under a bunch of stuff in the bin.
Her period arrived yesterday, so everything's good.
Jack has been working overtime on his new project, and she relaxes on the bed, texting May about future plans.
"Girl, piggie is pestering me about another session with the both of us..." the blonde texts with a tired emoji.
"Frank?"
"Yup. He's asking for some pegging. The contract is signed, but he's willing to throw a couple thousands for each."
"Isn't that, like, prostitution??"
"It's two girls having fun with their pig. What's the difference between inviting us for dinner or giving us a couple pennies he has under his couch? The guy is a millionaire, who cares?"
"Idk..."
"Will told me about your little game time... congrats on being deflowered by a stallion, babe! *laughing emoji*"
"Since when are you so close with him?"
"Always have been. What?"
Ashley remembers her crying inconsolably due to Will's threats and abuse.
She also thinks about him fucking her deep and rough, slapping her tits and making her call him daddy or master...
"Whatever, it's her life." Ashley thinks.
"So... are you down?" May asks after a couple of minutes on read.
"Sure. I don't know what to tell Jack, though."
Her anger about Stacey has diminished and her guilt has started to resurface lately.
"Just tell him you're hanging out with me! Girls night. *smiley suspicious emoji*"
"Fine. When?"
They plan the date and keep talking about the show they're watching.
Saturday arrives.
"You look so sexy in that dress. Do you really have to go?" Jack pouts.
"I told you on Monday! It's girls night, I need this." Ashley seems exasperated.
Jack is set aback once again with her harsh attitude.
"Okay, I was messing around."
"Instead of messing, clean the house. You left the kitchen disgusting last night."
"I was going to clean it in the morning, but you beat me to it..."
Ashley remembers waking up with a gif of Will slowly fucking a fleshlight, filling it up with his thick...
"Okay, honey. Just, please, do better."
She gives her husband a peck and leaves.
"I will..."
May has picked her up on the way.
Frank's house is beautiful and enormous.
They even have a maid.
She's beautiful, red hair with curves and a bright smile, wearing such a classic, sexy maid uniform, it feels out of a Halloween party.
Ashley has been questioning May about "piggie".
It seems he's, at all effects, separated but living in the same house.
Honestly, it's so big, they wouldn't ever have to see each other again... but they do.
May shows her a video once they park.
Three hung men, chiseled bodies, hung and tall, are throwing a brunette milf with huge, engorged tits on a big bed.
They press their cocks on her face, chest and legs, as she laughs and grabs onto any meat she can.
As she starts sucking one, and while she gets fingered by a black adonis, the third guy is pulling some fat, masked guy by a leash and dropping it next to the woman's open legs.
The leashed man is obviously Frank.
"Is that his wife?"
"Yup. Valentina. She definitely married him for money, and I bet she gets off humiliating piggy just as much as we do. Look at her, getting railed by those hunks." May laughs.
The guy that was fingering her straddles her, on a mating press, and teases her labia with his tip.
The mix of juices falls on the sheets, and Frank seems eager to slurp on them, the freak.
Valentina moans like a mare in heat, as she's deeply impaled by that brown bull.
The first guy has just sat on her face, she might be giving him a rimjob.
The third guy, who is filming with one hand and jerking with the other, focuses on Frank for a second.
Ashley can see his penis locked up in chastity.
"Oh my god, is there something this guy doesn't do?"
"I heard he draws the line at scat."
"Scat?"
"Really? You don't want to know."
Ashley is imagining herself in that situation and soaking her panties already.
May catches on to it and closes the video.
"Piggie is waiting for us."
The gorgeous maid asks them to follow her.
May told Ashley they didn't need to bring anything, and they would be given stuff there, but she didn't expect this.
All kinds of sex toys, dresses, punishment tools were on display in a room-sized exhibit.
"Look at this!" May walks towards the strapons. "All sizes and shapes, huh?"
She grabs one that seems to recreate a horse cock.
"I think I like this. The perfect size to breed piggie to submission, don't you think?"
"You like this too much." Ashley says with a smile that doesn't hide her own excitement.
She goes for the leather vests and lingeries, having a great time.
They end up in leather clothes and heels, with huge cocks hanging from their crotches.
Ashley carries a spiraling one, like a unicorn's horn, but ending in a silicon fist.
May laughed, stating how much tonight's subject likes fisting.
May has a paddle in one hand, and a crop on the other, promising Ashley that she'd ask for one soon enough.
Ashley only took a fluffy collar with its respective red leash.
The hot redhead takes them upstairs and stops at a double door.
"Have fun." she smiles in complicity, and opens the doors, closing them behind the hot girls.
Frank is sitting on the bed, too nervously, thinks Ashley, for a guy that does all this freaky stuff behind doors.
"Is that the way to greet your goddesses?" May sounds irated.
Frank quickly kneels and throws himself on the floor, earning a mocking look from the blonde.
Ashley steps on his head, making sure not to hurt him with her heel.
It seems stupid, since the first thing May does is slap his back with the crop.
Frank's pathetic yelps make Ashley remember she actually likes being dominant.
May reads her mind and offers the paddle.
"Piggie, ass up!" Ashley screams authoritatively.
The older man arches his back like a thot, pushing his belly on the floor, and they both laugh at him.
The humiliating laughter makes the slave quiver with excitement.
Ashley lifts her hand and paddles his big, hairless cheeks repeatedly.
"Ah, ah! No more, please!"
Ashley looks at May, but she gives her a reassuring smile.
"Whore says what?" she lifts him by the little hair he has left and spits in his face.
His dangling cock jumps in place.
"Oh, you like that?"
"Yes, ma'am..."
