Cassandra sat down and rested her back against the cave wall.
She looked around the room and tried to clean the cum from her lips and her breasts as best she could. The salty taste still filled her mouth so she swallowed again.
The guard was unshackling the slave beside her and the man standing behind Ophia was already waiting obediently to be led out of the room. Both their utility was spent and when ready the guard guided them both out leaving Cassandra and Ophia alone in the cave. Ophia walked over to her and squatted down. Cum leaked from between her legs and pooled on the floor.
She tenderly pushed Cassandra's hair from her face.
"That was wild Cas, thank you. I never knew this place could be so much fun," she said. Cas just smiled at her.
"You know I have to keep coming here until my bloods stop. Maybe when we are done tonight we can do it again when I come back, if I come back," she asked hopefully.
Cassandra shook her head and placed a hand on Ophia's thigh. "I don't think so, once the elders find out about this they will have extra guards down here and I will be cleaning the showers for months," she paused as the door re-opened.
The guard led two massive men into the room, they were bigger than the two that had just left.
Both were fully shaved as normal, the only hair on their bodies that she could see was their eyebrows. One had a tattoo covering half his massive chest, the other was black. Their muscles shone in the half light.
As they walked in, barefoot, their penises nodded in front of them. Both were rock hard and huge, thick and long but the black man's was simply massive. It bent at the end as if gravity was pulling it to the floor. Cassandra wondered how Ophia would manage to accommodate them.
Following behind them a petite young woman followed, one of the infamous maids.
She too was naked and also hairless aside from long slightly curled red hair which cascaded over her shoulders and down her back. The maids were trained, primarily, to keep the breeder slaves in perfect condition ready to do their duty. But they made extra money entertaining the girls on the island prior to their acceptance into the pleasure dome, Cassandra had used them many times over the last few years and knew just how good at their jobs they were.
But the maid hadn't been trained for this.
The look on her face was a mix of confusion mixed with interest. Normally they were to provide the pleasure. Normally there was no provision for their pleasure.
Cassandra squeezed Ophia's inner thigh as they entered the room. It felt slick with the cum and sweat which was coating most of her body.
She too was watching the parade enter the room, she didn't look worried about the specimens standing waiting for her, instead she had a serious look on her face as if she was already mapping out who would do what, and where.
"I think we should just make sure we enjoy tonight Ophia. And then probably never speak of it again. I am guaranteed to be punished so I really want to enjoy it," Cassandra said letting her index finger run up Ophia's pussy lips, opening them slightly. Cum and pussy juices ran down her finger.
She looked Ophia in the eyes and then licked her finger clean. She was determined to do what she could whilst she was there and there were some fantasies she could fulfill, even if the one she really wanted would have to wait.
Ophia smiled back, her eyes now filled with fire and lust, "Ok, let's have that party then."
She stood up and turned to face the three slaves, then turning to the guard "These two are mine," she said indicating to the two giant man-cocks.
"Shes for her," pointing at the maid and then Cassandra "And maybe bring in one more male for her," She said.
The guard knew the rules and who can use the breeders so he didn't move.
"I said go bring one more in!"
The guard looked scared but still didnt move.
Disobeying was not something he was used to. Years of working inside the hill, initially as breeder himself then winning his freedom to act as a guard and protector for the younger, less capable women all were completed in full compliance with the rules.
He knew that Cassandra was not allowed to start breeding and was torn between disobeying Ophia or the sacred rules.
He chose the latter and stood still. Ophia made it easy for him.
"Don't worry, he won't breed her. They will do everything else, but not that. I promise," she said sweetly and the guard breathed out.
A minute later another giant entered the room. This one had some hair on his head and a slightly smaller penis than the others. He too was fully erect. He also looked confused as he looked around the room.
Ophia pointed to Cassandra and he walked over and stood awkwardly in front of her. The maid walked over and stood next to him, her small breasts moved as she breathed and her hands hung limply by her side. No one knew what to do, even Cassandra felt odd as she stood up in front of them.
Behind them she could see Ophia walking over to the tattooed giant. She ran her hands over his chest, down over his ass, around his thighs and up to his bulging cock. She was examining him but to Cassandra he was the perfect specimen of a man - rippling muscles and masculinity, she didn't need to examine him to know that.
The tattoo signified he was once a barbarian, probably captured trying to overcome the Island as many before had. The image of him holding a sword in battle, dirt and blood dripping off his muscular torso flashed through her mind.
It was an image she liked.
The black man hadn't been chained up so he joined them, standing behind her and running his hands down Ophia's back, over her small round ass and then around to cup her breasts.
She was giving them a free option this time, do what they want, rather than the normal; come in, try to impregnate the woman then leave again. Ophia wanted to party and it appeared these two bulls were happy to oblige her.
Both their penises were pressing against her glistening body front and back. She was dwarfed by them. Ophia leaned her head back as their hands caused her body to shiver and she let out a low moan. She reached down in front and behind her to grip both clocks, her pale fingers looked tiny in comparison to the meat they were holding but nonetheless she started stroking them against her stomach and her ass. The men started touching her more urgently.
Cassandra reached over and did the same to the man in front of her and the maid followed the others by walked around behind her.
Cassandra and Ophia were now sandwiched between their respective slaves, pressed between their finely honed bodies and letting their hands roam freely.
They glanced at each other but said nothing. They just closed their eyes and enjoyed the sensations, letting out faint moans and whimpers as the excitement started to build deep inside their bodies.
The sweet anticipation of what was about to happen filled the room and gripped the seven people with a passion inside. Even the guard maintained his erection which tented his tunic at the front Cassandra had noticed.
She wanted to to feel them everywhere. The maid was stroking her hair and kissing her neck, her hands ran down her back and over her ass, a finger trailed down her ass crack and she moaned a little louder, encouraging her.
The mans cock felt alive in her hand and she felt his cum leaking out against her stomach. He too was exploring her body one hand alternating between her nipples and one stroking her inner thighs.
He was working up to her pussy and she opened her legs slightly to allow him in. She wanted his cock inside her so badly but at that moment she would take whatever she could get.
She felt the maids thin feminine fingers trace down her ass-crack and as Cassandra opened her legs to give the man access her fingers ticked her asshole.
"Yes," she said instinctively and the man ran his fingers ran up her pussy lips and tickled her clit.
She was now half squatting, sandwiched between them being slowly fingered front and back and loving the feelings flowing through her pale lithe body. Lips kissed her nipples and the small of her back and she notice that both of her slaves were bending over, working their way down.
She heard Ophia moan and looked over.
The black slave was kneeling in front of her with his face buried between her legs. He was holding one of her smooth legs in the air, his dark bicep muscles flexed and shone in the flickering light. Ophia was bending over as the tattooed man stood behind, working his cock into her.
As Cassandra watched she felt her leg being lifted in the same way and a tongue on her clit. As soon as her leg was raised she also felt her ass cheeks being pressed apart and a tongue working its way over her asshole. Then two thick rough fingers pushed inside her dripping pussy. She was impaled between his hand and tongue at the front and a tongue probing her ass. Cassandra was in heaven, her body felt like one big clitoris, anywhere they touched just kept pushing her higher.
When she saw Ophia turn around, eject tattooed man and then push the black man to the floor and climb on top of him she came very close to tipping over. His cock looked dangerous but she worked herself down on it, rocking back and forth cursing and uttering words only fit for a maids whorehouse.
Eventually though she was sitting flush against him and she let out a triumphant noise as she was filled completely.
She then started rocking back and forth on the thick black skewer.
Tattoo man had been standing next to them watching but now grabbed her hair roughly and started feeding his moist cock into her mouth.
To Cassandra it wasn't clear who was in charge. They appeared to be using Ophia, rather than her using them and this only added to the excitement flowing through her own body.
