Monday saw Jackie in a restroom in the afternoon, slamming her plug into and out of her ass. She had grabbed a scarf before she left for work and had it wadded up in her mouth as she screamed out her orgasm into the scarf. She slowly came down and pulled the scarf from her mouth, only to gasp for breath. She then tied the scarf around her neck and adjusted her dress over her ass. She checked the front of her dress to make sure she had not leaked out too much fluid and stained her dress.
She then turned and exited the handicap stall and headed back to her cubicle, walking past Kali's new office. She watched as Kali smiled at her and then blew a kiss her way. She stopped for a second and turned into the office. Stepping up to her desk after closing the door, she turned and bent over, showing Kali her ass as she pulled up her dress. She then pulled her anal plug out and handed it to Kali, who was standing and had pulled her plug out. Both took the other plug and after cleaning them with their mouths, bent and replaced them into their ass. Kali came around her desk and grabbed Jackie, giving her a kiss, driving her tongue deep into her mouth, as Jackie reciprocated. Both had their hands roaming each other's bodies, squeezing different parts, tits, ass, etc.
Kali asked, "what have we become? Total sluts? Lesbian sluts? What?"
Jackie said, "we are owned by our Master and are what he has made us, whatever that is. We will become anything he wants of us, as long as he keeps us. That is what we are. Today, we are bisexual anal sluts who love everything anal including sucking each other's ass clean, anywhere, anytime."
Kali hung her head and nodded. Jackie turned and walked to her cubicle. She saw she had a message on her phone, so she listened and it was Amanda, asking for help that night again. Jackie had gone over on Sunday and shown her some things, but Amanda still was having difficulties. The furthest she had gotten it was about two inches into her throat before she had uncontrolled gagging and threw up. She kept trying though and was able to duplicate the depth without gagging or throwing up.
She called Amanda and worked out times. She knew Amanda would accomplish her task, but something had changed in Amanda since Saturday night. Almost like she was broken now, always looking for reinforcement or approval that she was doing what Master wanted. At work she was fine, probably a result of Master's assertion that they excel at work. Again, what Master wanted, Amanda was able to do.
That night, arriving at Amanda's apartment, she found her naked kneeling in the Master approved manner in front of her bedroom door, waiting for Jackie. She had a vibrator tied by plastic straps to her pubic region, on full and she was shaking her head repeatedly as she orgasmed multiple times from it. Walking slowly up to Amanda, she found she had also gotten handcuffs and attached them, holding her arms behind her back so she could not remove the vibrator until Jackie arrived. The keys to the cuffs were on the table next to Amanda, but out of reach as she was. In her mouth was a ball gag, similar to the one she wore Saturday night.
Jackie, pulled the gag off and grabbed the keys, unlocking Amanda's arms. Amanda made no effort to remove the vibrator, and she slowly fell to the side, helped by Jackie and just laid there twitching. Jackie removed the vibrator and turned it off. Amanda continued to twitch for several minutes and her pussy juices continued to pour out each time she twitched. After about fifteen minutes she turned her head and looked at Jackie and said, "thank you slut J. I was only doing what Master required of me."
"He required you to do this to yourself each night?" Jackie asked.
"No," she answered, "but he left me like that the other night, so I assumed he wanted me to be able to handle that position or one similar to it for hours."
