"You have gotta fucking be shitting me!" Crystal exclaimed when Leah and I told her what happened.
Actually that statement was her second. Her first was how I deserved to catch Hell for being such a moron and not charging my collar regularly. Her mind was slowly wrapping around the significance that Mom had actually given Leah a pair of welts across her ass and I could see she barely managed to hide her initial glee that we were not the only ones to be punished in such a painful manner. I knew she shared my sadistic thoughts. Then Leah dropped the bombshell that she feared Sheila might gain some power and even try to take over. Hence Crystal's profane and vehement response.
"No way in Hell can you let that girl take over for you! You gotta stop her!" Crystal implored, almost frantic. "Life under her would be insufferable!" I bit my tongue to squelch my comment that life under Leah was no bed of roses either. I had to agree that Sheila needed to be controlled. She'd seemed far too happy about getting her hands on a couple slaves.
"I don't think anything will come of it. What worries me is I opened Pandora's box. I let Mom cane me. Yeah, I screwed up but my accepting the cane is major! I'm going to have to live with the fallout. I hope I have not set a precedent. Now you two better get busy. I sure don't want anybody to claim I held you up." Leah said.
Crystal entered my bathroom and came out a few seconds later. "We are gonna need some fresh towels and wash cloths." she announced. I walked out of the room to get them. She followed, saying loudly, "Better get a new bottom sheet for each bed too." She seemed tense. Barely audibly, she whispered, "Don't say a fucking word speculating about anything. Especially what we discussed earlier. Nothing but normal slave stuff we'd be expected to talk about. There are cameras in the bathroom. No telling where else one may be. I'm guessing they all have full sound recording capabilities as well. Mom probably is not going to video her time with you but Sheila might record our first time together. A memento to relive the event for her enjoyment later. Plus she'd probably make me watch it along with her. Don't act for the cameras either. Not that it really makes a difference. They'd love to see you piss yourself worrying. Just stay away from certain subjects and we'll be fine. A little extra humiliation is nothing compared to a massive punishment. And disrespect is a major offense."
Hearing all Crystal's warnings had me nervous as a kitten in a room full of pitbulls,. I was so afraid I'd slip and say the wrong thing. Crystal took care of that when she lead me into the bathroom naked. "Okay, first off, I'm going to show you the equipment and then go over the procedure. And yes there is a test at the end. It is pass fail.You'll get your ass handed you for not obeying the sequence to the letter. Our bowels are gonna be clean when we finish no matter what but the end result is not the goal. It is strict adherence to our instructions which is designed to make the process extra demeaning and painful. Right, Mom?" Crystal added, looking directly into the camera over the door which would be behind us for a good view of our asses and of course our genitals. I spun around to look at the camera without thinking. "Yep, we are being recorded, Dave. So you know we cannot cheat. Don't ever be tempted to cheat and cut corners when you do this on your own later either, even without the cameras. And I guarantee you will be tempted. You only suffered through it last Saturday because I forced you the whole way. Doing this to yourself is the real challenge. But if you cheat, take it for granted you'll get caught and punished." She grinned at me and winked.
I was not inclined to talk out of turn anyway once we got started. Everything else but what we were doing was obliterated from my mind. She walked me through the procedure having me do the actual tasks. I had to get into position, reach back and "Stick this nozzle all the way up your bung hole until the knob is against your sphincter. You get to work it in gradually if you want as long as it goes all the way in. You also get to control how fast the solution runs inside, but I warn you, the hold time does not start until the bag is empty and if you go too slow, the cramps will start long before that. So take it as fast as you can stand. " Crystal made comments about my fresh stripes and called me a dumbass for not paying very close attention to my collar's charge as I watched the timer run down. "Having your gut burn and cramp while watching a timer makes time seem to slow down, huh?" she laughed. "Well, if you have to do it a second time, time almost seems to stop. Because then your ass is already burning and itching and you know you aren't allowed to rinse or wash early. Best to do it right the first time." I knew half her banter was for the camera and whoever might watch the video later, but it bothered me all the same. She actually seemed to be enjoying my suffering at times. She told me to speed up a few times as she had to undergo the whole process too and our time was limited.
I sat with her as she put herself through the same process stepping out only when she sat on the pot. I mixed the solutions and prepared her rinses as training. She sweated and grimaced throughout the ordeal just as I had. She was obviously in as much distress as I was but handled it much better. She did not whimper like a pussy like I did.
Finally, she announced in a loud clear voice "we needed to shower and 'freshen' up so we'd smell good when our masters use us." Her willingness to entertain our unseen audience pissed me off. In the shower, I accused her of being a little too willing to to play the part of submissive slave. She said, " Fuck you. We are slaves and if you want to get by, you better be submissive and play the game. We've got time, so drop down and lick my pussy. I was putting on a show but I gotta admit I enjoyed watching you bitch and moan. Try not to drown while you eat me." At least I got a blow job as a reward for my efforts afterward.
Crystal said we'd wear running shorts and a tshirt but no underwear. I asked if we were going to be used first or have supper. I was being facetious but she took me seriously. She shrugged. "Oh I have no doubt we are gonna be used, but how is the question. Mom called me this morning and told me to have us both ready to get our butts reamed by supper time. That was to have me think about it all day, a mind game. In the past she followed through about once every seven or eight times I flushed myself. Just hope for the best."
Amanda and Sheila were just arriving as we entered the hall. Both of them were wearing light blouses and shorts. Seeing Sheila carrying a small gym bag, Crystal cringed and muttered, "Fuck!" I assumed from her expletive we were not going to get a pass tonight.
Leah was dressed far more casually than our guests in tshirt and gym shorts like Crystal and me but was wearing a bra. I suspected she had on panties as well. She was in the kitchen talking to Mom. Everything seemed perfectly normal between them. I could smell the distinct peppery aroma of boiled crawfish. "Are we having crawfish tonight?" I asked. I saw two big pots on the stove.
