He rings the bell and you come running, your high heels click clacking as you hastily arrive in the lounge.
He is, to your astonishment, accompanied by two of his female friends, who both smile at you in amusement at your outfit.
You are dressed in a pretty, cute French maid's outfit with a heaving cleavage, and a tiny, slutty skirt that doesnt quite cover your little white panties, with your legs clad in tight white stockings. Sir loves this look, which he feels suits you perfectly.
"Oh, is this your new toy?" They ask Him, "Sure is", he says proudly, looking at you with his characteristically intense gaze. The women study you like you are an ornament or art exhibit. They smile
"I...I didn't know you were going to invite them", you blurt out. He looks unimpressed. The women look furious, the tall, raven haired woman gets up and approaches you, her eyes already scolding you before any words had exited her red lipped mouth. "How rude! Are you questioning your Master's judgment?! So very fucking entitled!"
You protest, "all I did was as-OWWWW!!." you begin, only to be silenced by a harsh slap on your bum by the curvy, short blonde lady, "Hey!" You exclaim, "I didn't mea-mmmdgffghh!!" Before you can even make any vocal progress, a red ball gag is forced into your mouth and fastened tightly into place.
"Hmmmdfghh!!"
"Slaves speak only when granted permission", the raven woman explains, as she woman-handles you, pulling you onto her lap.
He looks at you, a sly smirk on his face as the two women hitch up your tiny skirt and lewdly comment on your ass and crotch.
"Nice ass...and I do like these tight little holes", the raven woman comments, studying you like an object.
"Doesn't she just drip "fuck me" energy?" The blonde asks rhetorically.
The raven woman smiles, "of course, she's got "fucked by the College Football Team" written all over her in fucking neon". The blonde woman laughs, then explains.
"Your Master said we could play with his Toy, which is what you fucking are".
Sir grabs you by your hair, and looks into your eyes, "You'll be a good little toy for these lovely ladies", he says, glaring at you.
Sir switches his attention to the "my apologies, ladies. She can be a bit of a stupid cunt sometimes."
The blonde reassurea Sir, "it's not your fault she has no manners", which is followed by a harsh slap on your ass from the firm palm of the raven woman that makes you yelp into your gag.
The raven haired woman grips your hair tightly, as you grunt into your gag. "I recommend a thorough correction applied with maximum imposition of humiliation", she stated with a calm, clinical detachment that would impress Dr. Spock.
Sir smiles, "that would be very welcome indeed. Do whatever you feel is appropriate...my bitch is yours to use", he tells the women.
The raven-haired woman gropes your ass aggressively. Sir looks into your eyes, you give a disapproving look, only to yelp into your gag, eyes like saucers, as you feel a vicious spank upon your bottom coutesy of the raven-haired woman, as if she sensed your very miniscule defiance.
Sir enjoys your reaction to the raven-haired woman's corrective spank, "Cassandra, Victoria...", he says, finally naming the two women, "I've been thinking of what would be the perfect gift for you two, and I know you have always had eyes on my little fucktoy. Do enjoy her."
"Oh, we will", Cassandra, the raven woman replies her voice dripping with relish, before adding that "but I think she's going to be better behaved once Victoria and I have finished with her".
Victoria grins as she brushes aside her blonde hair before placing a suitcase on the table and opening it, revealing a huge set of perverted toys within.
Sir laughs and Cassandra giggles, as Victoria begins by taking one of the toys out of the suitcase. You can't see it, but know from Sir and the women's reactions it is something nasty, a supposition that is confirmed as Cassandra grips your bum cheeks and forces them apart, as Victoria's high heels clack behind you.
You look up at Sir, "mhhmmppfff", is all you can say, gagged and helpless as the two ladies make you their bitch as well as his.
You're now getting thrice owned.
Your eyes widen and you grunt as Victoria bluntly inserts the object into your bottom, while Cassandra holds you in place.
"Adorable", your Master says.
Sir grins. The women laugh, as the pig's tail sways from your delightful, wiggling, and now very stuffed ass. Cassandra smacks your ass making your piggy tail wiggle.
"So nice of you to let us stay the whole weekend", Victoria cooed, as Cassandra precisely traced her finger up and down your wet slit.