"What's the matter pet?" asked Gabrielle.
"Are they bringing their daughters?"
"Of course they are," replied Gabrielle.
"That's what's the matter."
"Oh, don't be like that, my beautiful girl. Their daughters are wonderful children."
"Mistress, they're sadistic little bitches. They live to humiliate others."
"Oh pet, I think you are exaggerating. They're only thirteen. Hmmm, maybe they're fourteen by now. But they aren't that way at all."
"Yes, Mistress," replied Emily, biting her tongue to prevent herself from getting into trouble.
The Wagner family arrived around fifteen minutes later. In the interim, Gabrielle had positioned her two slave girls on a granite pedestal along one end of the dining room, about four feet from the wall. Sarah was lying on her back, looking up at Emily's sex. Emily was on all fours, looking down at Sarah's sex. Their cue was to be the arrival of the family into the hall.
They heard the doors open and immediately started licking one another's pussy. Sarah immediately heard two squeals followed quickly by the clattering of little feet across the tiled floor. She felt a hand rubbing up one leg while another hand closed over her breast, squeezing it. She had no idea if the two hands belonged together or if she was being groped by both girls.
She heard an explosion of Spanish as the two girls jabbered together. She had no idea what they were saying but she had no idea that they were talking about Emily and her. The hands continued to roam over her body and she wasn't sure if they were inspecting her or trying to memorize her curves.
She heard Gabrielle's voice very close by. "They like you. They like my panteras."
Sarah sighed into Emily's sex but kept licking her sister, occasionally fluttering her tongue over the responsive little clit. What was she supposed to do? Should she try to bring Emily to orgasm quickly or should she prolong the decadent show? It was bad that they would be displayed this way. It was positively indecent that they would be displayed this way in front of two girls so young.
She realized that Emily's tongue was in no hurry. It would stab into her sex and then lick along the labia. She would suck one petal into her mouth and pulse it a little before releasing it. Occasionally, she would flutter her tongue briefly over the clit. Emily seemed to be prolonging the indecent display so she decided that she should do the same.
She felt two hands grab a breast at the base and then compress it. The fingers glided upward over her breast flesh, squeezing it until they got to the nipple. Then they would begin again. She felt two other hands bang downward against her breast and assumed that the other girl was doing the same thing to Emily. Were they trying to milk the two slave girls?
Another explosion of Spanish broke out and the girl squeezed harder on her breast, moving her fingers toward the nipple faster.
Gabrielle laughed and then spoke in English. "They want to know if panteras can be milked. I told them yes." Sarah just groaned but she continued to lick her sister's sex.
The girls eventually grew tired of their milking game and moved to either end of the rectangular pedestal. Sarah glanced up and saw one of the girls smirking down at her. Then she watched in disbelief as the girl formed her fingers and thumb into a cone and pressed her hand to Emily's sex which was right above her face. She watched the girl move her hand in and out several times, each time moving deeper. Eventually, the hand disappeared into her sister's body.
She gasped as she felt a group of fingers pushing into her own sex. In and out they went and she groaned each time they moved a little deeper. She felt her sex being stretched more and more with each thrust and then let out an even louder groan as the hand popped through.
She couldn't believe what was happening. The girl had pushed her whole hand into her sex. She could feel the fingers moving around inside of her as if the girl was exploring her womb. This was the most humiliating thing she could imagine. This was horrible!
She had momentarily lost focus on her task. But she was reminded of it when Emily sucked her clit between her lips and bit down on it lightly. She gasped and then started her tongue moving again. She swirled it around the clit over her face before starting to flutter it again.
She listened to the two girls chattering away in Spanish. She was sure they were making lewd and obscene comments about the two panteras. Once again, she felt herself blushing furiously.
The girl inside of her seemed to be a curious little thing. Fingers probed and stroked, finding every little nook and cranny. But that was nothing compared to what Emily seemed to be going through. Sarah watched, horrified, as the wrist above her head would pull back. She could see it glistening with her new sister's juices as it withdrew. It was obvious that the girl had formed a fist inside of Emily because she could see the girl continuing to pull back but the hand remained lodged inside of the other pantera, causing Emily to groan at the strain.
Sarah was even more horrified as she saw the wrist shoot forward, burying itself deep in her fellow slave. Emily cried out in pain as the fist slammed into her cervix but she continued to lick away at Sarah's clit. The girl kept repeating her actions, pulling back to cause strain and then punching forward to punish the cervix. Emily cried out at each crash and explosion of pain.
The girl inside of Sarah had found her cervix and was focusing her attention on it. She groaned as the girl pushed a finger against it, sending cramps through her belly. The pressure intensified as the girl pushed harder until Sarah finally cried out from the pain. But the girl kept pushing. Sarah was panting loudly now, crying out and pleading.
"Please, Mistress," she begged. "Please make her stop."
Gabrielle walked over to the pedestal. She stroked her fingers through Sarah's hair as she patted Emily's bottom. "They're only having a little fun, pet. They'll soon grow tired of their game."
Sarah shrieked as the girl's finger finally stabbed through her cervix, sending fresh jolts of pain through her belly. Gabrielle continued to stroke her hair. "Don't forget your sister, pet."
Sarah groaned at her mistress' words but dutifully extended her tongue again. She whimpered as the girl started sawing her finger in and out of her womb but obediently started fluttering her tongue over and around Emily's engorged clit.
The two girls were jabbering again. Sarah assumed they were comparing notes because she felt the finger withdraw from her womb and felt the girl form a fist inside of her. She groaned as the fist was pulled back and then yelped as it punched into her cervix. Emily shrieked and Sarah assumed that she now had a finger penetrating her cervix.
Eventually, the girls did tire of their game, much to the relief of both of the slave girls. They both sighed happily as the hands were withdrawn from their bodies. One of the girls asked something that Sarah did not understand.
"They would like you to stand up now, girls," Gabrielle informed them.
The two panteras untangled themselves and slid off of the pedestal. They stood side by side and each of the youngsters claimed one of them.
Their next indignity was to act as nursemaids to the two younger girls. Sarah shook her head in disbelief as one of the girls sucked her nipple into her mouth, drawing as much breast meat in as possible. She felt the suction and felt the girl's tongue and teeth toying with her sensitive orb.
The girls moved from breast to breast, sucking and licking and chewing. Hey seemed fascinated by the beautiful orbs even though there was no milk to be had from them. Eventually, the girls switched slaves and a new mouth began devouring Sarah's breasts. Were they making comparisons?
Eventually, they tired of this game also but they were not finished with the breasts yet. Instead of feeding on them, they were going to treat them as some sort of toys.