Dolcettes: Chapter Four - The New Marquis de Sade

DOLCETTES : CHAPTER FOUR By DolSade The New Marquis de Sade The Marquis was the chosen name and title that the owner the Mansion conferred upon himself, in honor of his favorite Libertine, the Marquis de Sade. The wealth and power that accrued from the Mansion enterprises enabled the Marquis to enjoy a lavish life style. And, by using dolcettes, he had a means of satisfying all his lusts and passions in a manner and with a freedom that the Marquis de Sade could only dream of. Using de Sade’s books, especially Justine, as a reference the Marquis lived out his own sadistic fantasies. He had his own Justine to make all the arrangements for the days and evenings of debauchery. And his Justine was just as perverted and sadistic as her namesake. Justine

The Marquis stood at the window of his mansion, surveying his domain. He could see the cornerstone of his modest empire, the Mansion complex that housed his gourmet dolcette dining room and the Pleasure Centre. Further out, the heart and soul of this realm could barely be seen. The buildings of the dolcette farm were located there. He reflected on what went on there, from his perspective. To all the staff, in his complex and the farming staff, it was merely a farm for fattening dolcettes to the strict standards of his restaurant kitchen. The Marquis prided himself on his cliental for that dining room. His exclusive club numbered 500 and as far as wealth and influence went, it rivaled the Forbes 500 for the area. The members paid handsome, outrageous membership fees for the privilege of dining in his restaurant and availing themselves of the services offered in the Pleasure Centre. What they demanded in return and paid handsomely, again, for, were the most beautiful, youthful dolcettes available. The Marquis marveled at how much one of his patrons would pay for a tough piece of flesh, provided it was freshly cut from the vaginal area of a beautiful young girl. The Marquis fully knew that the rich and powerful were fully cognizant that dolcettes were young nubile women at or just entering the peak of their sexual desirability and good looks. The dolcette conversion project, the “homo-primate” breeding project were shams to convince a gullible public that neo-cannibalism was not only acceptable but a God send at a time of huge human populations and crises in the traditional livestock markets. Like many, the Marquis suspected that mad cow; sheep scrappie, swine flu and chicken viral diseases were unleashed on the world as population controls and to induce fear.

From day one, the Marquis knew that it was a glorious opportunity, when the legislation allowing neo-cannibalism was passed. Unlike the farmers, who were reluctantly forced into the dolcette rearing market, the Marquis saw that the real money could be made by exploiting the dolcettes themselves. The dolcettes by design were slaves. And it became very apparent, quickly, that the dolcettes were female sex slaves. Mysteriously a market for young males never really caught on, although there must be a vast population that would jump at the chance to eat the penises and butts of a hunky man-boy. No the plan had always been to target nubile young girls.

The intent was always to create a population of sex slaves to sate the lusts and passions of the predominantly lecherous old men that always found themselves in power. This was a slap in the face of the public, that they could literally eat their daughters and wives, with no repercussions and in most cases, the public’s willing aid, in doing so. The Marquis recognized that he had an endless supply of sex slaves available. In addition, there were to additional bonuses. The sex slaves were disposable. Their conversion to dolcette status meant that the girls had to be killed within a reasonable time. Their meat must enter the meat market at some point.

And, since the normal laws against slavery and citizen rights were still in force, slavery was not legal outside the dolcette world. But within the dolcette world, all manner of deviant behavior was condoned. Excuses, like pleasuring a dolcette to enhance the flavor of the meat, could easily be used to sell the dolcettes’ sexual services. The girls were not sex slaves or prostitutes, merely being pleasured by their eaters to enhance the dining experience. Pain was allowable because of the endorphin rush that tenderized the girl meat. That prostitution was illegal or frowned on, in most jurisdictions, made things all the sweeter. Yes, to an astute businessman the possibilities were endless and the Marquis expected to push the envelope as far as he could.

And through the usual graft bribery and influence peddling, the Marquis knew he would buy his way out of any trouble he ran into. Besides his members were already the crème de la crème of politics and business and he knew only to well that their perversions were worst than his and that they appreciated his efforts to sate their insatiable lusts and passions.

The girls in the dolcette farm were his play toys. He already found an excuse for keeping them alive longer than usual. A three to six month period was required to fatten his animals to meet the stringent requirement of his kitchen staff. He already had agents procuring the most attractive dolcettes available. He was always willing to pay top dollar for beauty but the willingness of his patrons to part with fortunes to obtain their favorite sexual body part of girl meat, meant he could pay enormous prices to get any dolcette beauty, he wanted and still make a profit when the dolcette was put on the menu. Between the time the dolcette was acquired and the time she went into the oven, she was his compliant sex toy. Care had to be taken with the crème de la crème of the beauties to make sure that they were alive, healthy and attractive when presented to the patrons. But even the girl was prematurely killed or the body mangled, the only repercussions would be loss of some income. Ultimately all the dolcettes ended up as scraps of girl meat anyway.

The Marquis had always been fascinated by the works of the Marquis de Sade and as soon as he could, he started acting out some of the scenarios written by de Sade. Now, with wealth enough to indulge in any activity and the ultimate disposable victims, the new Marquis could live out his fantasies in real life. He had his special playrooms constructed and recruited his Justine to arrange for his amusement.

His Justine was, of course, patterned on the Libertine, Justine, a young French woman who left the convent to seek fame and fortune. True to her nature, her journey was one of debauchery and murderous lust that only the Marquis de Sade could come up with.

The new Justine had been recruited from the Dungeon wardens. She had severely beaten dolcettes on many occasions and even injured patrons. Alexa had finally had enough when a beautiful dolcette was injured and required a lengthy recuperation period to restore her beauty to the point where the dolcette was acceptable to Chef Tyler. When the Marquis saw the young woman, he was awe struck by her beauty. She had long blonde hair that fell to her shoulders in rich luxuriant curls that framed an aristocratic face, with full perfectly symmetrical lush lips. The blues eyes flashed intrigue and danger. The expression on her face was one of angelic beauty. She seemed bewildered that others had thought that she had done something wrong. But lurking just below the surface, one got the feeling that a pent up demon was on the brink of emerging. Even under her warden’s uniform, the Marquis could see that she had all the right curves in all the right places. It was the type of body that attracted eyes all over a room and begged to be examined in minute detail. As Alexa began to speak, it struck the Marquis that this woman was even more beautiful than Alexa.

The Marquis heard what Alexa had to say and he said that he would consider what to do, rather than his usual support for Alexa’s opinion and wishes.

The Marquis questioned his new blonde beauty. She became aware of the attention she was getting and soon surmised that the Marquis was another foolish man she could wrap around her fingers and soon have licking her pussy. The Marquis gave her enough rope to hang herself and let the show proceed. The blonde resorted to the usual flirting and posing. Even finding reason to thrust her magnificent bosom into the Marquis’ face.

As the interview went on, the woman got more exacerbated to the point where she could not control herself. The Marquis asked her what she liked most about the job. And, in rare moment of truth, she lashed out, “I can hurt people.” And realizing her mistake, began to cry quietly, a finally ploy to entrap the Marquis.

The Marquis sympathetically asked what she would do to control herself and not harm any other patrons.

That was it. She replied with the response she had wanted to give all along, “You can take your fucking job and shove it. I don’t need it or Alexa.” The Marquis subdued her, as she made for the door and asked, “Are you pissed off because you couldn’t wrap me around your finger? Did you want me to kiss your ass or lick your cunt?” He grabbed her pussy and began a slow massage, fingering her slit, saying, “Don’t go, just yet. You do have a nice cunt and I’m sure licking it would be my pleasure. You really are a beautiful woman and I would hate to see you leave. But I don’t lick cunt on the first date and I never kiss ass. I will allow you to suck my cock and if you get it hard, I’ll fuck you. Are you surprised I’m not hard already? You were certainly doing your best to excite me.”

The Marquis allowed the blonde beauty to pull down his pants and lick and suck his cock to erection. The blonde exposed her pussy. The cock was in, in an explosive thrust. Then all to soon, after four or five pounding thrusts, it was gone. “Very nice Justine. You don’t mind if I call you Justine. I have been looking for a Justine for a long time and you just might fit the bill. Sorry about not finishing things, but I have big plans for tonight and I don’t wanted an office quickie leaving me weak. But it was very nice. I hope you will give me cause to finish, next time. Report here tomorrow about noon, or go find another occupation. If you wish, I have some dildos and vibrators you can use. I do love to watch a hot pussy in action”

Justine got up in a huff and straightened out her uniform, then she stopped and coyly put a finger to her lower lip in the familiar pose and flashed a mischievous grin. She did a sensual exotic striptease with a great deal of rubbing of her big breasts culminating in her sucking on her own engorged pink nipples. Her hands sensuously moved down her torso and found her mons veneris. Justine rubbed and licked her clitoris and labia until they were engorged and then fingered her vagina till it was nice and wet. She rubbed the pussy juice over her sex organs displaying them engorged and shiny with her cunt juices, to the Marquis. She fingered her clit and vagina in frenzy until she announced her orgasm with a shrill scream.

Justine stood tall, did a slow pirouette with her arms above her head, to show the Marquis her beautiful body in all its nude glory and left the office saying, “I don’t need a man be fulfill my needs. See you tomorrow.”

The Marquis enjoyed the show and was massaging his erect penis. He may have found his Justine. She is beautiful. Amoral and violent. But she can be controlled. She is a skilled seductress and skilled in the erotic arts. She is fun to be with and has a playful sense of humor. And maybe, she prefers women to men. But is she smart enough to be Justine, to arrange all that has to be done? Is she ruthless when she has to be and contained, when that was necessary. Can I trust her? Only time would tell.

Justine arrived at noon, the next day, in a demure mini-dress looking like she was applying for a sexy secretarial position.

The Marquis observed her reaction as he kept her waiting for an hour. She was polite to the staff and unobtrusive, patiently bidding her time. When admitted into the Marquis office, she made sure she was announced as Justine. The Marquis complemented Justine on her appearance and the two make some small talk loaded with sexual innuendo. The Marquis began his interview with Justine.

“I don’t suppose you know who Justine was?” “No I didn’t think so. Have you ever heard of the Marquis de Sade?”

“Mais non.” Was Justine’s intriguing reply.

“I want you to take this book with you and read it. I know it’s long. You can skim it and read the parts that interest you. I wish to be a patron of Justine, my new Justine. I will supply the resources and money to put on special entertainments for myself and my guests, but mostly for myself. I need a Justine to make all the necessary arrangements and sometimes join me, assist me, have fun with me. Ideally I am looking for a capable companion to share my lusts and passions but since I haven’t found one yet, an acolyte or protégé will have to do. Anyway see if you can see yourself as Justine. Take the weekend. Hell, take the week. You’re still on the payroll. Contact me a week Monday and we can talk again. Maybe, at a bistro like friends or even lovers.

One other thing, my Justine must be loyal to me while making absolutely no claims, what so ever, on me. I checked your employment file and it says you live alone and Alexa doesn’t know if you have a boyfriend or girlfriend for that matter. I would prefer no boyfriends or lovers. I also prefer my Justine to prefer the gentler sex. In the matter of playmates as Justine puts it. “I like to abuse those of the fairer sex. My Justine will like to abuse those of her own sex.” Read the book you’ll understand.

One final thing. If you proceed and I choose to make you my Justine, you will have to sign a release form volunteering to undergo conversion to a dolcette and all that means. That is my personal insurance that you won’t betray me or disclose any confidential information I may give you. If you choose not to go any further, your job is secure for as long as you can keep Alexa happy. You can keep the book and none of this interview will have ever happened. Understand!”

Justine replied, “I lied. I have read Justine by the Marquis de Sade. It was one of my favorite books but I lost it and I really appreciate your gift. I will treasure this book. I don’t have a boyfriend. But I do take on occasional lovers. I prefer girls as lovers. In my darkest fantasies I do like doing injury to my own sex, that’s probably why I like the dungeon so much. All those pretty dolcettes to hurt and abuse. Oh sorry you didn’t hear that. I can be your companion and I am sure in time, your lover. I will do as you say and ask nothing in return. I will make your pleasure, my pleasure. I will never betray you and I will sign a stack of volunteer forms right now. I am your Justine. In fact I have been Justine since I read the book. Let me be your Justine.”

After that performance, the Marquis had to clear his head and evaluated all that had happened. He did have Justine fully read and sign the volunteer form, even asking her to initial each paragraph. An appropriate stalling tactic while he recovered. He told Justine to read the book, taking the full week and call Monday.

The Marquis had lots to consider. He questioned Alexa at length and had his legal department do a search for any info about the girl. He sent people around to her neighborhood to ask about the girl. One evening he even drove over, himself, in a beat up farm car and watched her apartment till he noticed that people were becoming concerned with this stranger in the neighbourhood. The slate was clean. Aside from Alexa’s problems no one had anything to say.

Justine had called the office, daily, only leaving a message that she was studying the book and looked forward to her meeting Monday.

The Marquis and his Justine did meet for lunch at a local bistro and Justine got her first assignment. “A Three Girl dinner”. Justine knew immediately what that meant. The Marquis invited her to dine with him that evening in the dining room so that Justine could be provided with further instruction.

It was the first time Justine had dined during the evening in the Hilltop Restaurant. She had been to a party room for occasional Dungeon parties but for her, this culinary experience would be a first.

What’s a girl to wear? She had nothing and in the end, she rented a formal satin and lace gown. Of course she spent the afternoon in the hair salon, getting the maximum treatment. When the limo dropped her off at the door, the Maitre D’ had the Marquis come to the door to escort the beautiful woman to her seat. All the male heads in the restaurant studied Justine as she floated to her table. A murmur went through the crowd.

The Marquis was suitable impressed and showed his admiration for his new companion, “My dear you are my Justine and the Marquis de Sade would turn over in his grave, in envy, if he could see you tonight.”

The Marquis lifted a couple of sheets of paper and showing them to Justine said, “These were my notes but lets forget about business tonight. I am sitting with the most beautiful woman I have ever had dinner with and I expect to enjoy myself, lost in your beauty.” Justine blushed, very embarrassed. She knew if any man could be her Prince Charming this was the one.

The dishes came at a leisurely pace and the spectacle of the butchering of the live meat girl, by Chef Anton, truly wet Justine’s black lace panties. The Marquis told her to study the spectacle closely and try to incorporate some of Chef’s ideas and techniques into her presentations. He told her to study everything and although he didn’t want a gourmet dining room, the style and ambiance was what he was looking for. She shouldn’t worry about the actual food; the restaurant would provide the real meals and her presentations were about entertainment not the culinary arts. He let slip that girl meat wasn’t his favorite meat unless it was properly cooked without regard to appearance.

The Marquis had ordered “Filles Mignon” for the two of them, Commenting to Justine that he thought it only fitting that she begin her new career of eating pussy by literally eating a female’s most valuable sex asset. Justine looked at the tag. The picture was of a childlike innocent face with blonde hair as long and lustrous as her own. She noticed that the Marquis also had blonde’s girl meat. Belying the Marquis earlier comment the girl meat was tender and moist, with the smoky taste of smoked girl meat adding a subtle saltiness. Delicious. “See if the girl meat is aged, prepared and cooked well, not just torn bloody from a live dolcette and slammed on a grill, it can be a culinary treat but you may have noticed it’s hard to tell that it’s a female pussy.”

The meal proceeded at a leisurely pace.

When coffee and liquors arrived, the Marquis took a pinch of white powder and sprinkled some into the alcohol saying it was a Chinese aphrodisiac and he would like Justine to try some. He had decided that if she was willing, she could start her new career that evening with some fun and games. He laughed saying that nothing major would be required and it would be less taxing then a session in the Dungeon, but if she was properly motivated, read that horny, they could enjoy themselves. He passed her the drink asking, “My lady, are you ready to surrender your virtue tonight?”

Justine gulped down the libation in one shallow saying, “Kind sir, show me to your boudoir.” And the couple laughed.

During the final course, a small cup of dolcette breast milk ice cream, the Marquis laid out the plan of action. Justine would go to the dolcette and Barbie viewing rooms and choose a girl to be a bed decoration. The Marquis explained that a bed decoration was, merely, a girl picked for her beautiful face and incredible nude body, to lie on the bed and look lovely. To decorate the bed. Later, she would probably be used for other entertainment. Justine should just pick the second most beautiful female in the room and that girl would be the decoration for their love nest.

The Marquis said, “I’ll contact the farm and have them send over a sweet young thing, a virgin, to be deflowered.” After a discussion the Marquis agreed, “OK, I agree you should be able to choose your pick, from two or three candidates. I’ll tell them to pick the three prettiest dolcettes to clear quarantine and bring them to my house. When you make your choice, don’t worry about the dolcette having an intact hymen, sometimes they do sometimes they don’t. It’s not important that the dolcette is a real virgin or not but I like to deflower the prettiest new dolcettes after quarantine, even if only symbolically, and give the first pleasuring of their stay here. A little hint, I pleasure like Justine’s patrons and friends.”

“I’ll give you an hour to get things ready and join you.

At the house, you can get the servants to help you. I’ll tell my manservant you’re in charge and you have a free rein to do as you see fit. He’ll show you to the master playroom. Also, I’ll have Juliet, my present bed maid, advised to assist you. If you think you need an Amazon ask Juliet to make arrangements.”

“Oh what are you wearing under that gown.”

“Just panties. I couldn’t were a bra with this plunging neckline.” Justine blushed.

“Well if you want lingerie, see if Juliet will get you some. I don’t keep any on hand, just in case. Come to think of it, tell Juliet, I insisted that she give you her best frilly lingerie preferably unwashed. If its OK with you, it turns me on to think of you in Juliet’s soiled panties and milk-stained bra. And I know Juliet would be mortified. Better still, order Juliet to undress and give you the bra and panties she is wearing and put them on in front of her. If she refuses, get an Amazon to force her. Oh yea, Juliet lactates. I would like you to get your tits working too or have a milker available. That’s it, see you in an hour.”

Justine scrambled to the viewing room and selected a pretty brunette with a fresh girlish face and a beautiful body, highlighted by incredible plump, full, soft breasts with big pink nipples; and yes, a jet of warm tasty milk squirted as Justine tweaked the dolcettes nipple. Justine took the dolcette, dressed in a white lacy baby doll nightie and white high heels.

The limo took them to the house where Robert, the Marquis’ manservant, met her and took the two women to the master playroom. It was a large room with a huge bed. The furniture was Victorian oak and that was about all the time Justine had to enjoy looking around. The virgins had arrived.

There were three young dolcettes, all looking younger than eighteen. Two blondes and a cutie with a raven black pageboy. Justine looked them over. Really, all very cute with nice curvy bodies. Justine chose a blonde child. The girl was tiny and looked about sixteen. Her long straight blonde hair was divided into two long ponytails. She looked like a cherub and, more to the point, someone’s protected virgin daughter. Only the big breasts looked out of place but Justine thought most men were gaga over big tits anyway. She was completely nude

Justine and Robert took the dolcettes to the playroom and Justine instructed Robert to get Juliet. Juliet arrived, none to pleased with the turn of events. Juliet was an attractive brunette with thick brown hair, highlighted with blonde streaks, her face was elegant and classically beautiful, a Nordic princess. Her body was the classic hourglass shape with ample breasts, a narrow waist and wide hips. Justine stripped out her gown and panties and ordered Juliet to undress and clean the two dolcettes, reminding the brunette that she, Justine, was in charge. As Juliet headed for the bathroom, Justine order Juliet to strip nude, and in a casual manner, Justine explained that she needed to borrow some of Juliet’s underwear. Juliet was mortified when Justine motioned for the bra to be passed over. But when Robert nodded, the puzzled Juliet did so. Juliet sniffed the white lacy bra and put it on. The bra was small and barely contained Justine’s breasts. The panties followed without incident.

Juliet and Robert washed the dolcettes to Justine’s satisfaction making sure the decoration had an enema and douche. She wanted the virgin’s ass and pussy untouched.

The virgin was dressed in the white baby doll and the decoration spread eagled across the bed. Then Justine had two more ideas. She told Juliet to get her best push up bra and matching high heels. She asked Robert for a mild drug to knock out the dolcette for an hour or so. And he produced a pill. The decoration was given the pill and was soon out cold.

When Juliet returned, Justine told the brunette to put on the bra and shoes. Juliet was also to be a decoration and milker. Juliet was led to a display stand, that Justine had seen earlier, and an altar and then Juliet asked which she preferred to be displayed on. The brunette chose the altar and arranged herself, spread-eagle across the platform. She closed her eyes and looked beautiful. The brunette had seen the show many times before and knew what her part was to be.

Justine took a very quick shower, put on Juliet’s undies and returned to the bed. She tied the virgin’s hands together with a white rope and tied a black ribbon around Juliet’s neck. And then she awaited her master.

The Marquis arrived on time dressed in a satin bathrobe. Justine beckoned her master to her and kissed him passionately. The two drank a small glass of the alcohol and aphrodisiac. Justine had had Robert give larger drinks of the mixture to the virgin and Juliet. The Marquis surveyed the scene and was very surprised to see Juliet sprawled across the display altar. Justine whispered, “She is so beautiful I knew you must like to see her all the time and she has been given something to increase her ardor.”

“I am pleased to show you, the main entertainment for the evening. This jewel is one of your finest treasures and I am sure you will enjoy examining all her feminine gifts. She will sleep for awhile so we can have free reign to do as we please.”

“This treasure is virgin child. I hope you will allow me to help you blast her maidenhead and make her a woman.” “Show me how to please you and what my part in all this is meant to be, my master.”

The Marquis smelled the dolcette decoration to verify that she had been washed. And then had Justine help him explore the beautiful body, “My beautiful Justine, I love women. I love the feel of their bodies, of their skin. I love to feel the curves and the fullness of the flesh. Just feeling the torso and the thighs, rubbing the ass. Then I love to just massage the breasts and finally examine the sexual core of the female body not with a tongue but merely opening a women for inspection of her finest treasures. I like a taste of the juices but prefer that the mistress of my bed prepare the decoration for my examination.”

“Bring Juliet over here. She knows what I like and can teach you. We can compare all three beauties. Let the virgin watch and enjoy for a while.” Juliet was brought over and the Marquis ran his hands over the dolcette, Juliet and Justine; rubbing the curved waists and hugging the breasts and torso against his chest. Juliet began a quiet moaning and Justine picked up the cue and moaned as if the caresses were bringing her ecstasy. He did rub all three females everywhere and enjoyed their bodies. He complimented Juliet and Justine on their womanly assets, voraciously, and the women cooed and basked in his revelry.

Then he massaged the sleeping dolcette’s big breast and was delighted to see milk stream from the nipples. The Marquis attacked the nipple and sucked till his mouth was full. He beckoned Juliet over and she took the warm milk into her mouth and swallowed it. He motioned for Justine to join in drinking. Then, as he finished playing with the big breasts, he moved to the dolcette’s cunt and spread the slit open. While Juliet and Justine spread the love crack, the Marquis rubbed all sex treasures till they were engorged and spread to their full glory. The dolcette began to stir and moan softly.

He praised what he saw, “Isn’t this pussy beautiful. I love to open up a woman pussy like spreading the petals of a flower. Her clitoris is small but shapely. The labia don’t compare with your Juliet but most don’t.” “I haven’t had the thrill of examining Justine properly yet so the comparison with Justine’s pussy will have to wait.” “Justine, Why don’t you and Juliet get to know each other? You’re my two bed beauties and I would love it, if you will entertain me every night. Juliet knows how much I love watching women give pleasure to themselves and others.”

Juliet spread her legs and began rubbing her pussy. “Wait Juliet I want Justine to unveil your womanly charms. You know, I love to do it, even though I have practically memorized the look and feel of your treasures. Let Justine peel open your petals and show me your charms.”

Justine proceeded to spread the cunt open and while Juliet pulled her slit open, Justine rubbed the clit till it was engorged and the head of the clit was enormous. The labia were next, they opened to a butterfly. Justine complimented her rival, “These are the biggest and showiest clit and labia I have seen. They make mine look like an immature preteen’s. I would love to lick and suck them.” Justine looked to the Marquis.

Wait a bit, “First let me fully examine the wonders of your body. Remember, I just got a glimpse last time.” Justine stripped out of Juliet’s underwear and stretched her body. Then she sensuously rubbed her torso. She cupped her breasts and massaged the two beautiful mounts exotically. She tweaked both her nipples as if trying to draw milk and then went to the dolcette and rubbed her nipples against the sleeping beauty until both sets of tits were covered in milk, then she went to Juliet and repeated the procedure. She offered her nipples to the Marquis and the Marquis suckled on the blonde beauty’s tits.

Justine spread her legs and invited the Marquis to explore her sex. The Marquis spread Justine’s womanhood and as Justine pulled her sex open, the Marquis rubbed and probed. The clit was smaller than Juliet’s and the labia average size but Justine’s clit seemed very sensitive. Rubbing produced moaning and a grimace while Justine urged harder and faster rubbing. The Marquis stuck a finger into Justine’s wet pussy and tasted her womanly lubrication. He reinserted his finger and let Juliet taste Justine. Then Juliet was instructed to initiate Justine into the family.

Juliet need no further invitation and was a whirlwind of licking, sucking and fucking. Justine came quickly but Juliet had sucked and nipped Justine’s clit till it was raw and sore. Justine went at Juliet with the same passion and intent and soon had Juliet screaming in pain but Justine continued till Juliet reached orgasm. The two women lay back rubbing away the pain in their crotches.

Focus now turned to the virgin. “Let’s see how pure our little maiden really is.” The Marquis began his examination of the little dolcette. This dolcette is a little girl. She couldn’t be eighteen years old. She must still be a young offender, not eligible for conversion or I guess someone pulled some string. Good pick Justine. How did you know I like the virgins to at least look like virgins? And her face is so innocent, so unsullied.”

He lifted the nightie and cupped a breast. “At least our little darling has a woman’s breasts, nice weight and heft. The small ones are OK, on a virgin but I prefer ones I can sink my teeth into, so to speak.” He torn off the flimsy gown and examined his little nymph. He ran his hands over her torso and the curves. He rubbed and licked the ass cheeks and then beckoned Justine to join in the examination of the breasts. He put both hands over the mounds and kneaded them for a while, watching the blonde’s face animated with pleasure. Then he asked Justine to give the girl a drink. And then give, all, drinks. He told Juliet to show Justine how to give the dolcette decoration a drink anally. His groping of the breasts grew in intensity as the Marquis watched the pleasure turn to pain. He held the cutie when she started thrashing about and crying. And then he released the poor girl. “The farmers don’t like me to damage their dolcettes too much. We usually ignore them, but this little dolcette is here to enjoy her first pleasuring on this farm. I’m sure you and Juliet can make her feel real good, after I suck the girl’s nipples. I want to see just how big and hard they can get.” The nipples did get hard but no milk. The Marquis assuaged his disappointment by remembering that the lass was a virgin. Justine took the right nipple and Juliet the left mound and the Marquis noticed that the face brightened, once again acknowledging pleasure.

“Now on to the main course.” The Marquis rubbed the pussy and licked the whole cunt area savoring the taste. Then he parted the girl’s vaginal slit and licked the inner pussy, tasting the girl’s sex. With his two beauties spreading the cunt wide open, he rubbed the clit and labia and remarked, “OK lets see how impressive her jewels are in full flower. Join me ladies and enjoy.

“She has nice petals and a pretty little bud, that I’m sure it would be nice to suck on. But they’re not as big or nice as Juliet’s. I think mine are a touch bigger and better formed also,” was Justine’s assessment.

“No one has nicer jewels than mine. The Marquis said if I’m ever a disappointment, he would take great joy in making my pussy into a bracelet so that my jewels would always be a part of him. Kindda makes a girl want to do something nasty. But then he says, he would miss me so much. Don’t you, master?

Justine the girl’s still a virgin. She still maturing, her jewels will be fabulous.” Juliet retorted.

The Marquis continued his examination, rubbing and pinching the jewels, one or twice eliciting a pained expression on the sweetie’s face. The pain made the innocent face more beautiful. It was the type of beauty the Marquis liked to see on all his female victims.

When he tired of examining the cunt he moved his attention to the vaginal opening. “Let’s see what wonders we can find here. Nice pink coloration. Everything is normal.” And pushing his finger gently into the vaginal opening till he met resistance he remarked, “Can’t push my finger in too far, a good sign. She is wet and lubed.” He rubbed the finger to his thumb and then tasted the female fluid. “Nice and slippery. And a nice salty taste. Justine good of you to leave the vagina unwashed so that I could taste this virgin before deflowering her.” He kissed the little girl and whispered, “I am now going to make you a woman. Your hymen might have been broken before. But I’m going to break open your whole vagina. There will be blood and there will be pain but the pain will bring intense pleasure and a volcanic orgasmic spasm through your body. The drinks are an aphrodisiac to get your horny and make you come. You just have to lay back and focus on the pleasure. Remember the pain is fleeting and you will remember this orgasm as your first and your finest.”

He had the virgin lick and suck his already erect penis. Juliet brought out a flesh coloured natural looking dildo and attached it to the Marquis Penis. As the Marquis moved to show the virgin his now enormous, realistic looking weapon, Juliet whispered to Justine, “Our master prefers to give his seed to his lovers, not dolcettes. But since he kindly deflowers virgins, he uses all his resources both natural and those made to his specifications to fulfill his pledge to the virgin.

The Marquis had Juliet raise the virgin’s back a little to line up his entry. The Marquis entered the virgin with a powerful thrust and deeply as he could push. The little virgin screamed in pain. Juliet motioned the Justine and the two women held the little girl down and the Marquis continued his powerful thrusts. Finally the Marquis sensed a spasm ripple through his victim’s body and saw that a pool of blood had collected under the girl’s vagina. She had had her maidenhead broken and the love tunnel was breached and she had had an orgasm. The girl was barely conscious, moaning in pain. He ceased his attack and bade the women to clean up the virgin and get her ready for the anal deflowering.

Juliet got some towels and cleaned the blood away, as Justine gently cleaned the dolcette’s vagina. Then she kissed the wounded area and licked it as an animal licks a wound. Juliet joined in and the little girl relaxed and seemed to enjoy the sensations on her pussy. The little girl felt a warm soothing fluid enter her vaginal bring relief to the burning and pain. Then a voice, from beyond, told the little sweetie to concentrate on the pleasures coming from her clit. Justine and Juliet were kissing and licking the area and pleasuring her female jewels. Gradually the girl’s passion rose and she was moaning with pleasure. The expert attention of Justine and Juliet brought the girl to orgasm.

As the cutie, blissful, laid back remembering the pleasure and still trying to dull the pain. She felt a buzzing sensation in her pussy and forced herself to see what was happening. Juliet was gently rubbing her pussy with a small vibrator. When the vibrator touched her clit the girl grimaced in pain and Juliet with drew it. The clit was tender. Juliet asked if she could push the small vibrator into the girl’s pussy saying, “It will feel good, really good and help take away hurting.” The girl agreed and Juliet slowly penetrated watching the girl’s face to gauge the amount the vibrator was pushed in and moved around. The girl was soon moaning in pleasure. Justine joined Juliet and the women took turns pleasuring the young girl to a volcanic orgasm. They both kissed the cutie and allowed her a moment’s peace.

The moment’s peace seemed only to last a moment as Justine and Juliet turned the girl over and pushed her ass to the Marquis who was wearing his monster dildo. The two women were holding the girl, tight, when the Marquis instructed, “Juliet take off your bra and give it to Justine. And while you’re at it, give me a big swig of the momma’s milk. Justine wrapped the bra around the dolcette’s neck and when I give the cue you know what to do. Juliet hold the pretty. It’s going to be a rough ride.” The Marquis thrust hard and deep and the girl screamed in agony. A cut across the throat symbol was Justine’s cue to act and she never hesitated. The Marquis pumped three or four times and stopped.

“Justine release the girl.” “I said, Justine release the girl.” “We’ve taken care of her.”

“Justine come over here with Juliet’s bra. I think it one of Juliet’s favorites and I sure she’ll want it back. Don’t you my dear.” “No put it on Juliet.” “No not there. Around her neck.” Juliet complied with no hesitation.

“Juliet has always told me that her fondest wish is that her jewels would adorn my wrist. An eternal show of her love. And now that I have you, I can fulfill Juliet’s wish. Strangle Juliet for me.” Justine hesitated and then began to strangle the brunette beauty. Juliet was still, to begin with, but as the cloth cut off her breathing, she struggled to break away. Justine fought to contain Juliet. Justine was bigger and stronger, so it should have been no problem. Juliet broke away. The Marquis told Justine to complete the act as Juliet meekly returned to Justine’s grasp. Justine looked hard at Juliet and a tear rose to her eye, “I’m sorry Master but I can’t. I guess I’m not your Justine after all.”

Angrily the Marquis turned to Juliet and yelled, “Pick up your bra and strangle Justine. She wanted your job and was almost ready to kill you.”

Juliet walked over to Justine and wrapped her bra around the blonde beauty’s throat and heard Justine quietly chanting, “Do it. Do it.” Juliet applied pressure looking into the face of her adversary and then collapsed in tears, “You know I can’t do it. And, that’s why I’m not your Justine.” The two women hugged, sobbing and crying.

“Sorry ladies. I got carried away again. Juliet you know I don’t want your pussy wrapped around my wrist. And in my way, I love you, the way you are. And Justine, in our world, if you had strangled Juliet, you would be off to jail and I might be a big trouble also. We don’t live in de Sade’s world and we have to know that and not get carried way. De Sade’s Justine was really a psychopath disguised as a Libertine. My Justine is more of a sociopath with flare and style for the unconventional and the bizarre. But I have made arrangements for you to spend a week in the kitchen butcher shop. I want you knee deep in dolcette blood and gore, so you know that dolcettes are nothing more than meat animals and nothing you, me or anyone else does to them, will revolt you. As Juliet said, she couldn’t cross that bridge and I need my Justine to be willing and able to. But enough of the morbid talk. If you ladies will accept my apology then the fun can resume.” The ladies smiled and nodded in agreement.

“OK. I just had a weird thought ladies; put on your undies. No Juliet put on Justine’s panties, the black lacy ones over there. Let’s see Justine wasn’t wearing a bra so I guess your can have your white one back. Your panties and that push up can go to Justine.”

“It’s nice to see beautiful women in lingerie. There should be some mystery or at least something frilly and lacy to show off your exquisite shapes. Dolcettes are nude all the time, as animals should be, but human women should be allowed to flaunt their feminine charms more subtlety. It’s more erotic. I was glad to see you wearing Juliet’s undies. I knew you would be bursting at the seams. But I was surprised to see Juliet and Juliet wearing a bra. Was it your idea or Juliet’s?”

“My idea.” Justine blushed. “I knew you liked underwear when you told me to dress in Juliet worn undies and I guessed you would like to see Juliet wearing her favorites.”

“Well I knew you had good judgment, Justine, ”replied the Marquis. “Would you start with the undies on and entertain me. Juliet knows what I like and can lead the way to start. Come nice and close and show me everything.”

Juliet curtsied and moved till she was almost atop the Marquis and spread her legs so that her cunt was almost in the Marquis face. He sniffed at the pussy and body. “I see or smell that you didn’t wash before bed, my dear. I love the womanly odors of your body, so much more than the soapy perfumed smells.” Juliet grinned and giggled at Justine. Justine curtsied and joined Juliet and began slowly and sensuously licking Juliet’s pussy.

One or two times the Marquis adjusted Justine’s legs so he could get a better view. Justine noticed that Juliet always positioned herself to allow the Marquis the best-unobstructed view of the love games. She immediately followed suit. Juliet started to moan quietly showing her pleasure. Justice was moaning and whispering sweet words of encouragement, endearment and pleasure to her new lover. The Marquis offered occasional directions. “That’s nice I can see Justine’s clit. So shiny and wet. Put your finger in her cunt Juliet and rub the area with her juices. See how many fingers will fit in. Four looked easy. Keep rubbing the walls of the vagina. See if you can find Justine’s G-spot. Justine has Juliet found your love knob. Moan, let her know. Did you have a good orgasm?”

“Juliet let Justine play with your pussy. I want to see if she’s as good as you. But first I need a drink. You know what my favorite is. Justine join us. I know you’ll love Juliet’s milk.”

“OK, Justine show me what you can do. I’ll just sit back and watch as you to Juliet to Nirvana.” Justine methodically licked Juliet’s pussy till it was wet. Then she attacked the vaginal slit, pulled it wide and had Juliet hold the slit wide open. Justine maneuvered Juliet’s spread cunt almost directly under the Marquis face and rubbed all Juliet’s jewels to their perfection. One or twice Justine licked the brunettes jewels but hastened to remove her head, letting both the Marquis and Juliet know that she would have liked to lick Juliet into oblivion but was mindful that the real purpose of the fucking was to entertain the Marquis in the manner he liked best. Justine kept rubbing until Juliet was moaning loudly in agony or pain, or both.

She kissed the tip of the hood of Juliet’s clit, into which the glans had withdrawn. Justine gently kissed the Marquis and fingered Juliet’s vagina. Thrusting fingers in slowly and deeply until all the fingers were in. When Juliet showed no distress, Justine pushed her hand in until the progression was stopped by the thumb joint. Juliet yelped and rocked herself gently on the penetrating hand for a while cooing and moaning. As Justine search for the G-spot, Juliet slowly dislodged Justine’s hand. Juliet held her gaping vaginal tunnel open as long as she could and then went to work on the clit, rubbing vigorously till a squirt of female juice ejected from her vagina on to the Marquis.

Justine put some of the whitish viscous liquid and tasted it. Not piss. “You’re the best Juliet. No one can replace you. Nothing tops that trick. Justine you’ll have to convince Juliet to teach you how to do that and once we get your tits going you’ll be a complete woman”, enthused the Marquis.

The decoration awakened and all eyes focused on her. The pretty brunette glanced around and when she saw the others; she pulled herself into a ball.

The Marquis considered for a moment. “Ladies I know you’re both tired and probably sore but if it’s not too much, maybe you can pleasure that little blonde. She took that deflowering of the anal maidenhead pretty hard and it would be nice, if she had some pleasant memories of her first anal sex. I’m sure she’ll remember the other deflowering with joy. And the decoration over there is so cute and was so quiet while you were entertaining me. Justine rouse that girl. You weren’t chocking her long enough to do any damage. I told you the farm doesn’t like us abusing their livestock too much.”

The two dolcettes were roused and given drinks. Justine and Juliet decided that they would let the dolcettes fuck each other for awhile, to see what the little darlings could do and then the women would do the girls with dildos, to show the cuties how mature women did things.

Juliet rubbed some salve into the aching anus of the blonde and kissed the tears away. The dolcettes were told to pleasure each other. The girls did know what to do. They spread their legs and began to masturbate. Justine and Juliet had each taken charge of a dolcette and made sure that the little girl was always placed in the Marquis’ best viewing area. The dolcettes fell upon one another in a frenzy of licking and fingering of each other’s genitalia. Both women had trouble keeping their dolcette’s vaginas on display, for the Marquis. Justine and Juliet let the girls go at it, until the brunette grunted. At least one girl had had as orgasm.

Justine paired with the brunette and Juliet with the little blonde and the women methodically used their dildos to bring the girls to satisfying orgasms. The women changed places to do each other’s previous partner. The women had their asses up in the air so that they could pleasure the pussies of the girls. Justine felt a touch on her ass and glanced back to see the Marquis lubricating his cock to fuck her. She felt wet oils being applied to her vagina and then a strong thrust into her. After about five minutes, The Marquis turned Justine over and fucked her mom and pop style. He came in a gush without a sound. Justine moaned deeply, at the feeling of the warm sperm flooding her womanhood and shook lightly. She contracted her vagina around the penis as the Marquis withdrew saying. “That was wonderful. The best orgasm I’ve ever had.”

The Marquis smiled and kissed his Justine.

Justine finished bringing the blonde cutie to her orgasm and the four spent females lay on the bed. The Marquis enjoyed the sight and wished it would last forever.

After a short rest, the Marquis announced he was off to bed. “I’m turning in now. Justine you might as well stay overnight. You can sleep here or Juliet will show you a guest room. Leave the dolcettes; Robert will take care of them. Probably tomorrow, they look so peaceful and innocent. It would be a shame to wake them. About tonight, our little fuck. I owed you one or maybe you owed me one.”

Justine decided the bed was big enough for her and the dolcettes and she was too pooped to move.

“Juliet, my dear, this is the biggest bed I have ever slept on and there is lots of room for you. It can be a sleepover with kid sisters. Besides, after the way you made me feel, I hope we can become friends or more. Hey we still have on each others bras, well your bras but….. And, I like the feel of my bra even though it’s cutting off my breathing.” In the end Juliet stayed and the foursome had their sleepover.

Early the next morning Robert awoke the sleeping beauties and got the dolcettes on their way. The two women embraced kiss lightly and went back to sleep. Juliet awoke Justine and the pair showered together. Girl fun, they both said. Besides the shower was huge. Juliet led Justine to the atrium pool where they would be served a simple breakfast of fruit and toast with cappuccinos.

“I ordered breakfast for the two of us, out here. It so nice, this time of the day. The Marquis lets special dolcettes and the dolcettes, on their way to the Mansion, spend some time here and lie in the sun. They often have their massages here too. The Marquis and, I guess, the others like to watch them. The poor little things are so pretty.” “I didn’t know what to order for you, so I just ordered double what I usually have. You can get what you want when the servers come, if you want something else.”

“What no girl meat bacon and eggs or girl meat sausages and home fries. No egg Mc Muffins.” Justine laughed.

“I’m kind of a vegetarian. I eat meat if I have to but I really try to avoid dolcette meat. Funny isn’t it. I work on a dolcette fattening farm with a restaurant that serves gourmet dolcette meals.” Juliet blushed.

“The fruit is great. I need to eat more fruit and veg anyway. And what working girl can afford too much meat, especially dolcette meat,” was Justine reply.

Juliet showed Justine around and they chatted. “Working here is OK. It’s quiet and scenic. Not the hustle and bustle of the city. The people are good, not the monsters some TV shows make dolcette farmers out to be. The perks are great. No better sex. Good food, even for a vegetarian. I’ve had lots of time to think and I really can’t think what else I’d do. I started in the kitchen out of Chef College. I was a garde-manger, the cook that prepares the vegetables. I wasn’t a vegetarian then, but even then I had my own cubbyhole, away from the main kitchen. I was away from the dolcette preparation and after the first party, I didn’t go into the restaurant dining room.”

I don’t know what I was thinking when I applied to be Justine. The Marquis had seen me around and he was dazzled by my beauty.” Juliet chuckled. “Anyways he gave me the book, you know “Justine” by de Sade and what I saw was an independent free willed, abused girl making her way in a cruel world; getting the better of a host of miscreants that were bent on doing her harm.

But I’m glad I’m not the Justine. My biggest project is arranging the deflowering of the dolcette newcomers. They usually aren’t really hurt and I justify it, by thinking if I weren’t there, someone worse would be. Oh I don’t mean you. If you were that evil, you would have strangled me and the dolcette. I have grown to love the Marquis and I guess that’s what keeps me here. I would willingly give him my jewels to wear on his wrist, if he ever wants them. He really not that bad. I shouldn’t be telling you this. If he finds out, he may be wearing my jewels on his wrist. His bark is a lot worse than his bite. He is in a cruel business and making cruel choices. Make no mistake, to him dolcettes are nothing more than dumb animals and he would have no more qualms about killing one than a dog. But we don’t kill every dog we come across. The Marquis sees dolcettes as valuable livestock that he raises for profit. If it is profitable, he has no hesitation in using his asset in the way that will bring him the most money. He doesn’t like to personally kill any living thing. That’s what he wants a Justine for. If that’s you, so be it. I know you have a kind heart and thousands of dolcettes are slaughter every day. If you can make it even a bit easier, try.

Oh a couple of other things and I’m done.

The Marquis loves beautiful women and will do almost anything to make them happy or keep them contented, but he has his limits. The women he chooses to serve him, if they are loyal and faithful are never discarded. He will find a suitable position in his empire for them. If someone wants to leave, he’s not the vengeful husband. He wants to be loved.

But if he is betrayed, he can go berserk. Remember the volunteer forms, there are stories of a Julia or June, that thought she would be Justine and when she washed out, the stupid cunt threatened to go public with the Justine – De Sade story. The rumor is, that the bitch was sent to a conversion farm with her volunteer form and underwent full conversion. The Marquis bought the dolcette and had her served at a gala feast.

The Marquis is a jealous lover. He wants his women, the women he makes love to, exclusively. If you are sullied by another man he will drop you and relocate you to one of his Siberias or leave you to find your own way. He doesn’t mind women. In fact as you, no doubt, noticed, he loves to see females fucking and especially his women. If you want to be Justine, loose all your male friends. If you can learn to love him, great. Otherwise find some women lovers. You know my bedroom door will always be open to you. And I might even teach you how to squirt.”

Justine was in a quandary, what was the score. What exactly were her duties to be? Justine in the book was a psychopath and left a path of murder and betrayal in her wake. Would the new Justine have to be as brutal? Was she as brutal and tough as she thought? Did she really intended to strangle the dolcette? Was killing a real woman was breaking a taboo? And could the Marquis be trusted or was Justine simply another woman exploited by a wealthy amoral man. Only the future would tell.

The Three Girl Dinner

Justine did her tour of duty in the kitchen and returned to the Marquis house each night, a bloody mess. She had moved into the Marquis’ home as a requirement for her role as Justine.

Justine was now ready for her first assignment. A three girl diner. The book had a chapter devoted to the three girl diner. And it wasn’t a dinner with three dolcettes as the entrées, rather it was a dinner that revolved around three young lovelies obtained by Justine, through abduction and kidnapping, that were tortured, fucked and murdered to sate the lust of Justine and her lover.

The Marquis had simply told Justine that she was to obtain three dolcettes having a royal demeanor, and those dolcettes were to be the basis of an evening of lust torture and other mayhem. If one or two or three of the dolcettes were to expire during that evening “c’est la vie”. The Marquis was to be entertained in the same manner as the de Sade character but Justine could use her own ingenuity and creativity to put on the spectacle. Justine had one week to arrange things. The Marquis would join her for dinner and entertainments, a week Saturday.

Justine poured over the De Sade book for inspiration and was tempted to ask everyone she knew for advise but, in the end, she decided that the Marquis probably had gone through many of the scenes in the book, a number of times and would be more impressed by a fresh new approach. Moreover, the fewer the people who knew what was happening, the better. She would only consult with Juliet and the Amazon captain and try as much as possible to limit outsiders.

Justine chose to return to her area of familiarity. The first three girl dinner would revolve around the dungeon and thrills would be provided by torture. Justine selected three dolcettes. A blonde, a brunette and an Hispanic were chosen as her victims. All looked younger than eighteen. All looked innocent. All had faces that pain would distort into beautiful, pitiful expressions. All had big shapely breasts. All had some measure of self-awareness and native smarts to take direction and obey orders.

The dolcettes were coached to moan, as if in orgasm, constantly, and scream in agony when pain was administered. Xena the Amazon captain was instructed to mildly sedate the dolcettes, wrap them nude, in soft blankets and bring the to the house.

Justine conferred with Xena. The Marquis had all ready identified Xena as the person in charge of security and Xena was the guard on hand for the entertainments. Moreover Xena vetted all outsiders to the entertainments, except those that the Marquis had invited. Xena supplied a pool of dolcettes that could perform secondary roles.

Finally Xena saw to it that everything was cleaned up and the dolcettes were appropriately disposed of, whether to the kitchen or to the farm.

When Justine explained her basic plan to Xena and hinted that she was going to enlist a Pleasure Centre Amazon, with a great deal of expertise and experience in bondage torture, to help out; Xena would hear none of it. She said it was verboten to use Mansion staff.

Xena volunteered to assist Justine. Xena explained that she was an expert in all the common bondage arts; rope and hog tying; pins and needles; breast abuse; whipping and so on. The two women agreed to work together: get the props, set up the room and plan out the tortures to look authentic and gory while being easy and fast to do.

Xena tied ropes so that it would appear that hours were spent hogtying a victim, when in fact a simple slipknot would secure the victim. Both knew the Marquis would get very bored, if they spent a long time hog-tying their dolcettes by the book. The goal was entertainment not lessons in torture techniques.

Xena took Justine to a specialty shop where they could purchase a wide assortment of pin, needled, clamps, pegs and other paraphernalia, and the Amazon included some stuff from her own collection. Xena had a passion for bondage and dungeon games and took for every opportunity to practice her art.

A room was set up, the instruments of torture readied, the dolcettes delivered and the two women awaited the arrival of their master.

The Marquis arrived dressed in monk-like caftan and the show began. Justine rang a bell and three Amazons carried in the victims. The girls were placed on a long sofa. “Master I have acquired these three beautiful maidens for your first three girl dinner with me. These are not common street whores or runaways from abroad but are all girls from well to do families. Two are local girls. Both are newly pregnant and their shamed parents sent them to a home, for the duration of the pregnancy. The home will tell the parents that their daughters were killed in an unfortunate accident. The parents will be relived and pursue the matter no further. The third was obtained from a wealthy Mexican family. They believe their daughter to be in college, here, and when they check, they will discover that she has disappeared into the night.

Come and examine them and see that they meet with your approval. They have been mildly sedated for easier transport here. They are road weary and stained. If they meet with your approval I will have them cleaned so that you may examine their beauty as you wish.”

Justine opened the blanket revealing the exquisite blonde. Her long lustrous hair framing an innocent angelic face. Justine opened the blanket wider revealing full round breasts tipped by bright pink nipples.

Justine moved to the second girl. This one was the Mexican girl. Petite with delicate features. The breasts were large for the body and she exuded a floral bouquet.

Justine revealed the third beauty. A brunette with bright pink lips and a mischievous happy face. The breasts dominated her body. Big and shapely tipped by big brown nipples.

The Marquis stoked all three of the pretty faces and weighed each breast. He rubbed each pussy making sure to run this finger in each girl’s vaginal slit. “You have done well, Justine. Please have the maidens cleaned.”

The maidens were roused and led to an open area covered by mats and towels. Justine clapped her hands and three women appeared. A beautiful blonde led followed by two brunettes with blonde streaks. The blonde wore a short toga that left a plump full breast revealed. It was Juliet. The two girls were nude, dolcettes. Juliet curtsied and lifted her skirt to reveal white lace panties, split crotch panties that showed Juliet’s jewels engorged with a gold ring attached to one of the lips Juliet directed the dolcettes to towel off the maidens with wet cloths, as the Amazons held the still groggy girls up. The washing was slow and sensuous with particular care being directed at the breasts and genitalia. Juliet personally toweled each maiden’s breasts and spread each maidens cunt open to wash the cunts and anus. The job complete Juliet directed her girls to clean up the mess and the trio departed. The Amazons carried the maidens back to the sofa and deposited them onto the blankets.

“I beg you master, please examine the maidens.” Justine said. The master rose, politely kissed Justine and began his intense examination of the maidens. He started with the Mexican girl and looked deeply into her face. He grabbed a handful of hair and smelt it. He rubbed his hands up and down the torso and enjoyed the curves and silky skin. The breasts were his next targets. He massaged them forcefully and then went to the nipples. When he tweaked them and when milk squirted out, he sucked in a mouth full. He motioned Justine over and had Justine relieve him of the milk. Justine swallowed the milk On to the cunt he rubbed everything, till all the sex organs were engorged but he lingered for only a moment.

On to the brunette. The Marquis looked over the whole body and rubbed his hands over the torso lingering at the waist and rubbing the ass cheeks. He cupped the breasts and massaged them. Then sucked a nipple but found no milk this time. He did a quick examination of the cunt, making sure to check out the engorged clit and lips. He checked to see the pink vagina. The Marquis went back to the Mexican miss and spread her slit to check the vagina. Darker brown.

He moved to the blonde and studied the blonde pixie. He smelled the lustrous hair and kissed the lush lips. He explored the torso in detail. First rubbing all over. Even lifting the body so that her could feel her back and then lifted the girl to his chest. He rubbed his chest against the beauty’s breasts. He massaged the big round mounds of flesh and then licked them. He attacked nipples, biting hard but not breaking the skin and then sucked milk out. Justine moved to take the milk but her drank the warm sweet fluid. He enjoyed milking both breasts dry. Then he bade Justine to join him and did a close examination of the cunt. “Not as impressive jewels as yours or even the brunette, disappointing. But her tits are magnificent.”

He kissed Justine and asked her to proceed.

Justine asked the Amazons to awaken the maidens with smelling salts. Justine passed around drinks for everyone except the Marquis. Justine drank her potion. When the maidens were fully aroused, she went to each maiden and kissed each hard. Justine invited the Amazons to pleasure the maidens. Xena stripped o