‘It’s alright, Nita,’ Parnell soothed her. ‘Just because we got another piece of ass doesn’t mean we’re going to ignore you. If anything else, you’ll enjoy having another snatch around.’
The woman whimpered again.
‘Hildee,’ Marlena said. ‘Have a reliable slave bring our car from the garage. We need to load up these two little pussies.’
Hildee ran out, her heels clicking in the hall then up the stairs to the second floor. In the meantime Marlena and Parnell did to Nita what they did to me, but didn’t remove her blindfold, although her shreds of clothing still clung to her. Together we lay there, side by side, two leather wrapped packages ready for transport.
Hildee returned and took up guardian position over us once more, rubbing her arms like she wasn’t sure of their freedom. A moment
