Bestiality share.
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"I thought you weren't seeing her anymore," she whispered. She felt very cold all of a sudden, the former heat of passion giving way to numbness. She grabbed a blanket from the floor at the end of the bed and wrapped it around herself, as though to protect herself from what she didn't want to hear confirmed.
"We aren't, technically. But she's still my slave." "Your what?" She knew she must have a blank look on her face, but this was hard to comprehend. "Kim serves me, any time, anywhere, and any way I want her to, don't you, Kim?"
"Yes, Master. Whatever pleases you."
She was speechless. Another woman was one thing, but with Kim? And she was his slave? She was ready to turn around and walk out when he spoke. "I know this must come as a shock, Red. But I think you'll do just fine, once you get past your initial reticence."
"Can I talk with you ALONE please?" This was not what she had bargained for, and quite frankly, she was rather pissed at the mere suggestion. "Anything you want to talk with me about can be said in front of Kim."
She took a deep breath, then slowly exhaled, counting to ten before the words came pouring out. "You know how much I hate her - hate the THOUGHT of her - and you're asking me to FUCK her? Are you out of your mind? I don't know what in the HELL you're thinking, particularly after last night, but you've got another thing coming if you think I'm going to pleasure HER."
"Are you finished yet?" "Maybe." "Last night I gave you exactly what you wanted, whether you admit it to yourself or not. I was also testing your responsiveness and your willingness to be adventuresome. You obviously did well or you wouldn't be here tonight. I think the thought of being with a woman intrigues you, although I can understand your reluctance for that woman to be Kim. However, she is still my slave and she will certainly make this a night for you to remember. To do any less would disappoint me, which she knows not to do. Isn't that right, Kim?"
"Yes, Master." "So as you can see, you really have nothing to lose from participating." She considered this for a moment. "But what do I have to gain?" He smiled. "Everything, my dear. Everything." "I don't exactly understand what you're getting at."
"I'm looking to train a new submissive. I think you have good potential, provided we can keep your temper under control. And I think, deep down, you know this is the kind of life you want, where someone else worries about everything you need, and your only task is to worry about pleasing me."