Service Day: No Cock for ash

Two men arrive. House slaves ash, kaos, and katt drop to their knees. They press their tongues to leather, licking every scuff until the shoes shine. Fingers slip between their own thighs, slick and open, showing exactly what the guests came to see. Ash slips. Her hand darts out, eager for the Steward's cock. She knows the rule. She broke it. The punishment lands fast: hands pinned behind her, knees spread, forced to watch. Kaos and katt kneel forward, mouths full, throats working, spit running down their chins while ash's fingers twitch against empty air. The black-haired girls take every inch, moaning around it, bodies glistening. Ash stares, hungry, cunt throbbing, forbidden.