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Another month has gone by since the three ‘sisters’ strutted their stuff with the guest named Avery, who when he requested for three female salandits as pleasure company via the hotel’s app, he clicked the box under “fantasies” sudden and quick role reversal.

Zirra cracks an eye open as she feels her three salandits around her. Kristina is nestled between her legs on top of the bed sheets, with her head on her crotch, she looks over as Gnaria is on her back headfirst towards her feet as her tail and leg rests on top of her own. Nestled in Zirra’s arm is Verenice, her head resting on her chest, and she is the only one of the three under the bed covers.

“Today could be the day for them. How will I tell Mistress?” she contemplates, her hand gently caressing Verenice’s back, who shifts and nestles more into Zirra’s body. She looks at the clock, “They’ll be up soon to cook me breakfast. Perhaps I should wait till then? Or maybe this is something that I shouldn’t do myself. Verenice and I have talked about it. I only have three little ones to look after and to serve me, how does Mistress handle so many salazzles? She really must be something, even more than I give her credit for. No wonder she’s so wonderful...”

Zirra closed her eyes, going into a light slumber as she lets Gnaria, Kristina, and Verenice wake up on their own and ‘secretly’ slip out of bed to make her a fine breakfast, like so many times before and just like part of their recent weekly routine once they have eaten and polished, they go up to the top floor. The four stand eagerly as they elevator dings, the doors open, the heavy intoxicating sweet fruit punch scent and the aroma of dozens of other salazzles mingling in the air, getting their blood going, the butterflies in their stomachs a fluttering. They step out into the grand lobby once more

There they find Mina is standing in the lobby, she turns and skitters over to them, “Good, you are here and on time.”

Zirra smirks, “Of course we’re on time. We would never think of keeping the Mistress waiting, isn’t that right little ones?”

“No Mistress, we would not!” the three cheerful respond as they puff out their sleek chests. Zirra looks down at them and smiles, her tail brushes along each of them as they hold back a moan.

“The Mistress is pleased at their progress. So much so I have heard that other salandits are jealous, a few were even wanting to be put under your care,” Mina remarks.

“What? That’s against the rules. One Mistress is to never take from another Mistress unless it was agreed upon between the two, and I am rather content with them at the moment,” Zirra replies.

“True, but word on the grapevine is that you will not be having three little lovelies soon.”

Zirra nods, “I know,” she looks at them who stand eagerly ready to follow.

“Going to see the Mistress again with Mistress. This is so great, maybe I will get to show off my sassy dominance!” Gnaria thinks with a sly grin.

“I have improved so much. I can’t wait to be a sexy salazzle and really show off my domineering skills. I am not just a simple submissive dragon anymore,” Kristina thinks with a happy tail wag.

Verenice looks up at the two chatting salazzles, she takes a deep breath, enjoying the scent of her Mistress, while admiring Mina’s own, “I hope this is a good change for us Mistress.”

Mina nods and rests a hand on her sister’s shoulder, “I know, but it shows just how good you are. Even my little ones have been mumbling about how they wish they were yours. That is until I whipped them into shape,” she gives a sly domineering grin.

Zirra giggles, “Yes, I suppose so. Are you here to take us to the Mistress?”

“Yes I am. We are going to her bedroom.”

Zirra’s jaw drops, “Her bedroom? I-I never been there. Only her closest servants get to be in there. But only for a day a week, like Emi.”

“Neither have I till today, come lets not keep Mistress waiting.”

“Y-yes, of course!” she cheerfully replies as they follow her, “You hear that little lovelies? We are going to be in Mistress’ bedroom.”

Gnaria grins, “Wonderful, I think you’ve earned it Mistress.”

“We will not forget this honor that we will share with you Mistress,” Kristine replies.

Verenice gently touches Zirra’s upper thigh, Zirra looks down at her as Verenice comforts, “You’ll do fine.”

Zirra smiles, “Thanks,” as they move down the center of the lobby, past the fountain and through a pair of doors even more elegant and designed towards the Mistress than any of the others seen thus far. They go down a long hallway, where statues, and paintings of the Mistress line across it. Every so often there are doors, but they walk past them without even giving them a moment’s notice. The deeper they go down the hallway the stronger the Mistress’ fruit punch scent becomes, increasing the atmospheric pressure that they feel as they go. Eventually, they reach the end, as two doors greet them. On the wooden doors are gems of all sorts that glitter in the hallway lights. They depict the Mistress in a lying position, relaxed, as painted on the doors were other salazzles fawning over her body.

The doors open revealing a large room with windows on the far end letting the early morning sun in, a view of the ocean from where they stand is easily visible, but their attention is on the center of the room. A large canopy bed with purple, black, blue and magenta covers and silks sits in the very center. The Mistress’ pheromones are so thick here that one could cut it with a knife and it is so delectably delicious that you’d want to eat it whole.

“Come in,” The Mistress commands as she rests herself on top of a salazzle that is laying across the edge of the bed. The Mistress’ feet propped up on some pillows as the salazze underneath rests her head on a soft pillow, her eyes half open barely paying attention to the world around her as she feels the Mistress’ fingertips run across her rump.

They walk onto the carpet which paints a large image of the Mistress in that same laying pose as on the door but it stretches from one end of the room to the other, while patterns of life sized salazzles are depicted in the carpet, making the Mistress dwarf over all of them in the carpeting.

The five feel as they enter the room their feet sinking a quarter of an inch into the carpet. The soft feel of it makes them think they are walking on air or a rather comfortable bed. They approach the Mistress as she idly watches them get closer, her fingers drawing small circles on the salazzle’s rump.

“I normally have more lovelies in here, but this is a special occasion, so I wanted those who had the most direct hand in this day coming to be present, isn’t that right Emi?” The Mistress looks at Emi who is the one underneath her as Emi moans out.

“Yes Mistress.”

“Mina, I want you to stand over here,” the Mistress commands as she points to the left bedpost.

“Yes Mistress!” she hurries over and takes her position facing her.

“Zirra stand here,” she commands and points to the right bed post as Zirra hurries over.

“Yes Mistress.”

“You three… approach and stand in front there,” the Mistress commands as the three salandits do so. Each step closer brings greater pleasure, bliss, excitement rushing through them. Their sexes twitch and grow wet as they admire the Mistress’ deep blue eyes, her glowing magenta and blue stripes as the Mistress slides higher on the bed, running her belly against the base of Emi’s tail as they can see Emi’s toes curl as she moans out in delight.

“Do you three know why you are here?” the Mistress asks as she stares down at them.

“Because you asked us to be?” Kristina asks.

“A lovely answer, but not what I am looking for.”

“Because it's our quarterly review?” Verenice asks.

“Another close one but no. Why are you three even here?” she asks.

Gnaria thinks for a moment before her eyes light up, “Oh! Because we became indebted to you. We decided to work for you to pay it off and we accepted your control over us Mistress?” Gnaria gives a big beaming smile.

The Mistress’ hands squeeze Emi’s butt as she lets out another moan, Mina and Zirra shiver at the cries of their fellow salazzle as they watch in silence, “So very close. Those are all such good answers, ones I am proud of, but no. The reason you are standing before me today the way you are is because I willed it. For years I desired to draw a dragon into my harem make him or her my own. When you three came in, I saw what I wanted. I took my chance. It was a fun challenge to get you to come to me. I influenced your desires, your wants. Made you feel eager to do what I desired, but in the end, it was your choices that led you all to me.”

The Mistress’ scent rolls off the bed, like lava down a volcano’s mountainside. The warmth and heat from the Mistress hit the three salandits with an unstoppable force. They took slow deep breaths as they looked up into her deep blue eyes, “You forced us into this…” Gnaria speaks up.

The Mistress chuckles as she focuses on Gnaria, “Forced? Please. If you haven’t noticed I prefer the mostly hands-off approach in crafting my lovelies. The challenge of taking a big domineering feral dragon and putting her under my thrall was…” she lets out a soft moan as she closes her eyes before slowly opening them to focus back on her, “Too wonderful to ignore. I know what I like. I know what I want. I have accepted myself, my quirks, embraced them really, to make something wonderful, wouldn’t you agree? Haven’t you enjoyed the journey that has led you to stand there before me? Helpless, eager to serve my every desire?”

Gnaria listens as her heart races, it beats ever faster as she tenses up, “Y-yes…” she looks away.

“Still so proud, wonderful. I didn’t turn you into mindless little thralls, there is no fun, no joy, no excitement if my lovelies do not think for themselves. The only greater joy I have, when I see a lovely salazzle of mine, stand up to me for something they desire, that they want…” the Mistress looks over at Zirra who tenses up, “Is when they submit to me despite those desires. Accepting and embracing my control because they love it so much that their own wonderful domineering instincts are swept aside… just… for… me.”

Verenice gulps as she listens, she looks at her Mistress then up at the Mistress, “Y-you want us to become salazzles?”

The Mistress’ eyes shift to focus on Verenice, “I do, but because I want it doesn’t mean you still don’t have to earn it. This is your quarterly review after all, and you three have moved oh so fast through the ranks and processing. All my other… pet projects and naturally born salandits have grown so jealous of the favor I have been giving you three,” the Mistress pulls herself high her hands places firmly on Emi’s back side and ass as she leans forward to tower over the three, “Perhaps I have been. Maybe I have been too lenient on you three. Afterall I have taken much of my own time to go over your review, which is taken away from other lovelies of mine. Do you think that’s fair? Do you three think you are ready and deserving to join my salazzle ranks?”

The three salandits look at each other and back up at the Mistress. They look over at their Mistress whose attention is torn between them and the Mistress, “No,” Verenice suddenly says.

“Verenice? What are you saying?” asks Kristina as she gives her a jaw dropped look.

“We’ve worked so hard to get here,” Gnaria adds in.

Once again, the Mistress’ gaze focuses on him, “No? Tell me, why do you think that?”

Verenice looks over at her two sisters then back at the Mistress, “Well… how could one ever be prepared and ready to serve you directly Mistress? We aren’t perfect. We can only hope to get better each day. You said yourself you have been favoring us. Do we deserve it? That is not for us to decide. You get to decide who you favor not us. We can only do better to earn that favor. As for us being ready… Mistress Zirra, we saw her have her own doubts if she could handle us. Help us become worthy of becoming salazzles so we could be closer to you. Even you said she was not ready. But she tried anyway. We may not be ready but will try. And if you grant us our evolution Mistress. We will work even harder to show our gratitude for this blessing.”

“So well thought of and put, what do you two have to say about this?” the Mistress inquires as she focuses on Kristina and Gnaria.

Kristina gulps, and panics a little, “I… I.. n-not sure Mistress. I wasn’t expecting this. I’ve been working really hard, but I am not good with words,” she blushes a little, “But I feel confident in myself. I’m so small yet I’ve taken out much bigger people with the help of my Sisters, and even a few by myself. It's exciting to see my growth. I… thank you Mistress for your guidance,” Kristina bows.

The Mistress smirks and looks at Gnaria who looks away at first then back up at her as the Mistress leans in more, “And you? Oh, very proud one. You were the most domineering, and still are out of your sisters. How does it feel to be where you are now?”

Gnaria takes a deep breath, she holds it in for a moment letting the pheromones flow through her body, helping her relax, focus, “I want to be on top. To have others below me underfoot once again. I came wanting to do this to you so very much.”

The others in the room stare at Gnaria as the Mistress chuckles, “Yes, I know. It was written all over your face what you desired. You still desire me, don’t you?”

“Y-yes Mistress.”

“That desire to top me, to show me my place has changed hasn’t it?”

Gnaria squirms a little, “Yes Mistress.”

“You don’t want to show me my place because you already know deep down that I am already there, isn’t that right?”

Gnaria blushes and looks down, speaking a little softer, “Yes Mistress.”

“You now desire a place underneath me, to rise to the top of my chain of dominance so my control, my touch can be directly over you, isn’t that the case my precious little lovely?”

Gnaria tenses, closing her eyes as she takes a deep breath, “Yes… Mistress.”

“If I told you three, that you were not ready to join my salazzles, what would you do?”

All three salandits look up at her as Verenice speaks first, “Work even harder to make up our shortcomings of course.”

Kristina nods, “Yeah, that.”

Gnaria grumbles, “I’m patient. If it is not the time, it is not the time. Work hard and it will come.”

The Mistress slides herself over to the edge of the bed, her rump now pressed on Emi’s own tush, the two grind against each other as Emi lets out a loud moan before the Mistress slips landing on her feet. “Girls, bring me my polish remover. It is over there, I want you two to clean me and give me my natural shine, that includes you Emi,” the Mistress commands as Mina and Zirra tenses up watching her every move as they see where she points. Emi sitting up the moment her name is called as they yell out.

“Yes Mistress!” as they rush over to the corner of the room. The Mistress watches them scurry butt naked like herself to the hidden wall cupboard which Emi helps point out. The three salandits watch as they see the towering salandit stand just a foot or so in front of them. Her intoxicating scent washing over them with a burning lustful heat. The girl’s come back with a bowl of liquid and several cloths. Takes a few steps forward away from the bed, the three salandits take those same steps back keeping their distance from her, as the Mistress spreads her legs and arms.

“Get to work.”

“Yes Mistress,” the other salazzles dip the cloths into the bowl, getting them soaked in the liquid before they work to remove the layer of polish over the Mistress’ body. The alternative shine appears underneath, like removing shiny dust off a shiny table, its weird to see. The salazzle’s servant’s hands show the same change in shine as soft squeaks begin to be heard, followed by the Mistress’ scent.

The three salandits watch as the Mistress reveals her truly naked form, magenta-blue haze appears from her body as she flicks her tail sending it rolling over to the three salandits who instantly freeze. Everytime they thought that what they were receiving from the Mistress was the best thing ever. Everytime it got stronger they thought this was the best it could get. Now they could see the aroma coming from them and it seeped into their bodies, causing Kristina to climax instantly as her warm juices roll down her legs.

“On your back, I don’t want you to stain my carpet,” the Mistress commands.

Kristina yelps, “Sorry Mistress!” as she falls to her back, legs up in the air to reverse the flow of her juices.”

“Gnaria, lick your sister clean.”

Gnaria nods, “Y-yes Mistress,” as she rushes between Kristina’s legs. She holds them up as she looks at the glistening stain of her sister’s juices. Gnaria leans in and gives long sensual licks along the salandit’s sides, tracing and washing her tongue in every drip of Kristina’s leaked climax. Gnaria feels her own sex twitch with delight as she runs her tongue along Kristina’s inner thigh.

Kristina moans and tenses, her hands running across the carpet as she sees Gnaria lick her, cleaning every drop off of her body as a little bit rolls forward, forcing Gnaria once done licking across Kristina’s sex to lick her lower belly.

“Very good, stand and take your place once again,” the Mistress commands as the three salazzles around her finish removing the last of the polish from her still sleek and shiny form.

The Mistress runs her hands over to pet each and every one of her three salazzles. They shiver, moan, and almost climax themselves to the Mistress’ touch, “Very good my lovely ladies. Polish your hands and return to me. I am ready to decide their current fates.”

“Yes Mistress,” the salazzles say as they rush off. Verenice looks over her shoulder to see Zirra doing the same, the two look into each other’s purple eyes for just a moment before they have to resume what they are doing. Zirra, Mina, and Emi return once their hands are polished, the two different shades of polished clean skin easily apparent when the other salazzles stand near the Mistress.

The salandits stare the Mistress’ form, finding it near impossible to look away. The salazzle lifts her hand as she takes a slow deep breath, the salandits tense and hold their breaths as she speaks, “You will be joining your sisters as salazzles. You’ve made great progress, and normally, I’d still make you wait longer… but. I am a little impatient, I want to enjoy the fruits of my labor, I think I deserve this little gift to myself, don’t you agree girls?”

Everyone else in the room cheers out, “Yes Mistress!”

The Mistress chuckles, “That is what I thought,” as the salazzle Mistress steps towards the salandits. They freeze in their spot as fire suddenly appears from her hands and tail. The fires flicker floating in the air as they release a purple and blue smoke that mixes with the haze color of her pheromones. They mix and twirl before it goes straight into the three salandits.

They watch as they are assaulted with this smoke-haze, their bodies suddenly burning with mind numbing lust as their entire forms feel hotter and hotter. The smokey haze grows thicker around them, penetrating into their bodies, while covering up their forms. The feeling of pressure building within their cores, within their loins, as they start to shift and turn.

The salandits grunt and groan as their vision is blocked by the swirls that envelope them. Their tails elongated, stretching outward as the smoke feels warm, pleasurable to their skin like caressing hot water from a shower after a long day. Their back flaps sprout from near their tail as their necks grow and stretch along with their tails. Their legs thickening out, sex growing stronger, longer as their size continues to increase. The smoke continues to spread, keeping them vision hidden, as the salazzles on the outside watch bits and pieces of their transformation.

Zirra looks in Verenice’s direction, her sex twitches as she gently gnaws on her hand. She sees a flick of her tail, a brief glimpse at her hot dripping sex, bits of her hand show here and there as she gets taller.

The three salandits feel themselves grow so much stronger than ever before, an additional toe grows around their feet as they wobble, adjusting to the ever-shifting weight and perspective of their evolving forms. Suddenly the Mistress snuffs out her own flames, the smoke and haze still linger in the air for a few more minutes as the last of the transformation occurs. When the smoke clears, three perfectly identical salazzles stand side by side. Every marking, every point where the purple stops and the black continues, their glowing magenta chest and belly markings, are perfectly the same.

The Mistress smiles, “What’s better than twins? Triplets.”

The three new salazzles shiver as they look at the Mistress. Their collars having adjusted to their new forms as they see Zirra, still reporting her as a superior to them. Their skin shines and feels sensitive in the cool air. Their sense of smell even sharper than before, their venom-pheromone glands kick into production as they smell their own corruptive scent for the first time. It is sweet with a soft hint of raspberry and blueberry.

“I feel so… wonderful,” Kristina thinks as she looks over herself, the other two salazzles beside her then back at her Mistress, whose smile sends a delightful tingle down her spine.

“Yes, I feel powerful again, even sexier than ever,” Gnaria thinks as her sex twitches as she stares with a sly smirk at the Mistress.

“I feel so pretty, I hope Mistress approves,” Verenice blushes as she runs her legs against herself and looks up at Zirra and then at the Mistress.

The Mistress gives the three new salazzles a closer inspection, they pant heavily as they watch the Mistress who is still slightly bigger than them, “Yes, yes I do like how you three came out,” she mutters to herself.

Gnaria pants heavily her knees feeling a little week as she steals herself, “Yes, now I can try to do this!” she exclaims as she attempts to pounce the Mistress. She rushes at her with a lustful scream. The Mistress reaches out and grabs Gnaria’s hand. The Mistress’ touch causes her to moan out. The next thing Gnaria knew she was in the air, her tail brushing against the top of the canopy bed as she lands on her back on top of the bed. She bounces several times as the force of the blow puts her in a daze.

“Emi, keep her pinned in the way you know how I’d like. I admire the attempt, but no one charges at me,” the Mistress remarks.

“Yes Mistress!” Emi yells out as she swoops in. Gnaria grunts as he suddenly gets a face full of salazzle crotch. His senses are quickly overwhelmed by Emi’s lustful aroma as her thighs squeeze around her head. The salazzles wet sex drips onto Gnaria’s muzzle as she feels her snout forced into the salazzles wet vent. Emi’s warm juices rushing over her snout as she is barely able to catch a breath as she is overwhelmed by salazzle crotch. Emi looks down at Gnaria keeping her legs tight as she looks over her shoulder to guide her tail straight into Gnaria’s slit, forcing herself a good two inches in causing Gnaria to give out a long-muffled moan.

The Mistress already regaining her composure looks at the other two, “Looks like your sister isn’t going to get any more pleasure directly from me tonight, of for the next three months. Shame, she was going to be fun, but we all make sacrifices to deal out punishments they are deserved,” the Mistress glances over at Zirra who lowers her head.

“Sorry Mistress! I had no idea she’d suddenly do that.”

The Mistress raises her hand, “I suspected there was a chance, and I am glad. I love to see them struggle,” she glances over her shoulder to see Gnaria squirming and moaning as Emi tail fucks him, “It’s wonderful,” she cocks her head back to the other two, “Now about you two…”

Kristina gulps, “S-sorry about our sister Mistress. We didn’t know.”

“So eager to please, and you have that spark of dominance, keep working on it…” she moves in closer. Kristina shivers and moans as she feels the body warmth of the Mistress wash over her, “You love what I’ve done to you, don’t you? Take that dragon self of yours and made it into something so much more. With a clear focus and purpose that you never thought possible.”

Kristina shudders and nods, “Yes Mistress.”

“On your knees… and put that cloth over there between your legs, I already know how this is going to go.”

“Yes Mistress,” Kristina replies scrambling to grab the used cloth before kneeling before her. She looks up just to see the Mistress place her foot onto her face. The long foot and toes running across Kristina’s head, the Mistress’ warm soothing, arousing touch pulsating through her body as the heavy unfiltered musk from her foot drips down Kristina’s form.

“Lick,” she commands as Kristina’s tongue slithers out. The moment her tongue touches the sole of the Mistress’ foot, she cries out in agonizing pleasure as she climaxes. The cloth pressing between her legs as Kristina rubs and catches the dripping liquid, not letting one drop hit the floor, “Keep licking, I didn’t tell you to stop.”

Kristina moans and nuzzles into the foot as she continues to do so. The Mistress turns her gaze to Verenice, she takes a deep breath and is about to speak when Zirra speaks up.

“Mistress, I have something I want to say.”

Mina gives Zirra a look, “Sis this isn’t a good time.”

Zirra glares back at her, “I have to do this now,” she mutters as the Mistress turns her head more to focus on Zirra as she is tries to keep her composure.

“Do what now my sweet darling?” the Mistress motions her closer.

“I…” she trails off as she gets closer, she looks away and shudders when she feels the Mistress’ hand on her chin, “I…”

Verenice speaks up, “We want to be together.”

The Mistress tail flicks as she cocks her head, so she can look at both of them. A grin slowly creeps along her face, “Really now?”

Verenice gulps and nods, “Yes. Since the first night we’ve spent together… we’ve felt a connection, and its grown ever since.”

The Mistress focuses on Zirra, lifting the salazzle’s chin as she stares straight into her eyes, “Isn’t that true Zirra? Has my straight little salandit grown into a lesbian salazzle?”

Zirra’s body quakes as causing back flaps to shake, “Y-yes Mistress. I want to be with Verenice, I love her,” she blushes as the words finally escape her lips.

The Mistress smiles brightly, “That is wonderful. I’d never get in the way of two lovers, especially between two salazzles,” she chuckles, “That explains your behavior as of late. I will say my lovely,” she caresses Zirra’s chin who shivers, “I very much approve.”

Zirra’s and Verenice’s eyes light up, “You do?” Zirra asks.

“Yes, I am not greedy, and you both shall be my lovelies still. I think to celebrate, I have a little contraption you will both enjoy, so why don’t you two get onto my bed, and I’ll have your sister bring me the rubber masks with the tri pathway tubbing.”

“Yes Mistress,” Zirra and Verenice reply as Verenice bows while Zirra simply nods in the Mistress’ hand. The two salazzles go to the far end of the bed as the Mistress informs Mina where the items are.

Verenice and Zirra look at each other, their tails wishing behind them with eagerness, they wait. Every so often they glance at Gnaria who is three feet away on the other side of the bed. Her toes curling as she continues to lick and breath in Emi’s crotch, unable to do anything except take it all in.

When Mina returns with three rubber gas masks, the black latex shining as the purple lenses are well polished, the Mistress nods and motions for her to take the items over to Zirra and Vernice, “Tell them to put them on, I’ll be there soon enough.”

“Yes Mistress,” Mina replies as the Mistress looks down at the lustful salazzle as her tongue runs between her toes. She watches as as the salazzle shudders in delight.

“How many climaxes has that been? Three? Four?”

Kristina moan gurgles with a toe between her lips, “Five Mistress.”

The Mistress pulls her foot away from Kristina’s face, she runs it along the salazzle’s back drying it off as she pets along Kristina’s backside before crouching down, lifting Kristina’s head as she heavily pants, the rag between her legs saturated with her juices, “Five? I have never seen anyone so sensitive to my pheromones as you,” she gives a fiendish grin, “I can have a lot of fun with this,” she reaches down and grabs the near dripping cloth from Kristina’s hands.

Kristina eyes the Mistress, her body aching with pleasure and exhaustion. She can feel the Mistress’ foot still on her face. Her eyes are locked on the cloth as the Mistress gives it a long sniff, “Yes, a lot of fun,” she says as she shoves it into Kristina’s mouth then holds it closed, forcing her juices to seep out of the fabric and onto her tongue. Kristina shivers and bucks her hips as she tastes herself, swallowing down the juices as they flood her mouth.

“Keep that mouth closed and don’t choke. I want to have a lot more fun with us tonight. It's not every night I get to play with triplets… well twins while your dear sister is being punished,” the Mistress stands up. She motions to follow as about to stand when the Mistress holds her hand up, “Hands and knees my lovely. I think you’d love to admire my ass as we approached the bed now, right?” she asks as she reaches down to pick up a cloth, giving Kristina an ample view of the Mistress’ sleek rump, the slender magenta skin encircled by glowing blue as the view teases Kristina when she stands tall once more as Kristina follows closely behind the Mistress on all fours.

Meanwhile as that transpired Verenice and Zirra look at each other just as the masks are delivered, they look them over as they see one has blue tinted lenses, “That must be Mistress’,” Zirra remarks.

“Yeah....” Verenice replies as she grabs one of the other masks just as Zirra grabs the other. They feel the rubber in their hands, squeaking and sliding along their fingers as they start to unzip the backs, “Reminds me of our first night.”

Zirra smirks, “You were so shy yet so nice despite having to have paid me to sleep with you.”

Mina pokes her head in, “Hey, remember whose idea was it to hire us for that night.”

Zirra nods, “Yes, it was Mistress’ suggestion.”

Mina gives a pouty face, “True, but it was I who said it. So you have to help me bag a sexy salazzle sis, you are finally one ahead on me,” she winks.

Zirra leans close and kisses her sister on the nose, “Don’t worry I will.”

“Perhaps one of my sisters?” Verenice suggests.

Mina gives her a look, “To submissive, and too proud. Need a bit more down to earn salazzle to enjoy,” she remarks as she moves behind her sister, “Here, let me help you two put them on,” as she reaches out to grab Zirra’s hood.

“Thank you Sis,” Zirra replies as she presses up against Mina’s belly as she releases her hold on the rubber. She looks as Mina spreads the mask open, the sweet thick scent of rubber hitting her nostrils as Mina pulls the mask over her head. Zirra moans softly as the rubber glides across her skin. Verenice watches as the mask encases Zirra’s face. The excess rubber being pushed into the back as she can hear the zippering over the moans of Gnaria in the background.

Verenice sees Zirra focus on her, the mask slowly inflating and deflating as the filters slowly hiss with each and every inhale and exhale. Mina crawls across the bed and gets behind Verenice, she presses herself against Verenice’ back as she whispers into her ear just as she grabs the mask, “Take good care of my sister, she means a lot to me. We’ve been through a lot together, and no one but me or Mistress has made her look this visibly happy before.”

Verenice whispers back, “I won’t let you down.”

Mina whispers, “Good. Mistress isn’t the only stern dom here,” as she pulls the mask over Verenice’s head. The rubber slides smoothly across her head, deafening the Gnaria’s moans as the rubber envelopes her completely. Her world becomes tinted purple as her own how warm, intoxicating breath is rushed over her face as she takes her first breaths into the mask. The mask tightens as the excess rubber is slipped behind the zipper, Mina’s fingers tracing along the underside of the zipper to ensure none of the rubber gets caught between the teeth as she pulls it down.

“They are all ready for you Mistress,” Mina states as the two gas-masked salazzles hear the muffled voice clear enough to look over in the Mistress direction just as she puts a knee onto the bed.

“Very good, I’ll be very sure to reward for your efforts,” the Mistress reaches out to Mina who crawls over to her, her body tensing and freezing in her spot when the Mistress gently touches her collar. The Mistress tugs at the collar pulling Mina close as she is drawn into a deep long kiss. Mina’s eyes flutter as she leans into it, her tongue playing with the Mistress’ as she lets herself become completely overrun with euphoric delight. One moment passes, two… three, when the Mistress breaks the kiss strands of saliva keep their lips connected. Mina only returning to the present once the last strand breaks, “Good girl.”

“T-thank you Mistress,” she replies as the Mistress gently caresses her head with her free hand

“See that needy Gnaria over there?” the Mistress asks.

Mina nods, “Yes Mistress.”

“Why don’t you help Emi show that little dominant salazzle her place in the hierarchy. A little salazzle snout sex sandwich perhaps?”

Mina grins, “Yes Mistress,” as she crawls over to the other side of the bed. Her hands run across the silky bed sheets. Thoughts of this is the place where her Mistress sleeps run through the back of her mind as she kneels beside Emi.

Emi smirks as she gives Mina a cursory look over, “I heard, and I was thinking about that,” she chuckles as she pushes her tail nice and deep into Gnaria’s sex, her muffled moans escaping between Emi’s crotch as she relaxes her legs, sitting up higher to let the salazzle beneath her give out large gasping needy breaths, “I’m sure you know how to use that tail of yours.”

Mina smirks, “Of course I do.”

“Excellent, follow my lead,” Emi suggests as Gnaria lays there, her chest heaving up and down as Emi’s juices are slathered all over her face.

“What is she planning now… why did I think it was a good idea to jump Mistress!” she thinks as she looks down her body to see the Mistress, her back turned to her as she lets out a soft moan, her tongue licking across her face, tasting Emi’s sweet juices all over it. Her toes curl before her face is forced facing towards the canopy of the bed by Emi’s foot.

“You are not to look at Mistress after what you’ve done,” Emi remarks as she lifts her ass high in the air, tail raised straight and true. From the other side of Gnaria’s body, Mina turns around once she sees what Emi is doing. The salazzle lifts her rump up, her dripping sex lets little rain droplets of hot female juices fall onto her feet and then onto Gnaria’s face.

Gnaria’s eyes widen as she sees the two salazzle asses move together. The underside of their tails slide across the other as they intertwine helping tie themselves to the other. The two hot sexes ‘kiss’ one another, as they drool over the salazzle’s face. She closes her eyes moaning as her own sex quivers, her hand moves down to gently caress her sex when she hears.

“No touching yourself, you are being punished,” the Mistress commands as Gnaria pulls her hand back just as the two other salazzles lower themselves down onto her muzzle. Gnaria takes a single deep breath just before they come down upon her. The air is heavily laden with the two salazzles’ aroma, it fills and burns her lung with lustful need. The two female sexes twitch and quiver at their own paces, the warmth of their hot vents are a hair’s breadth off indifference, making it all too clear as Gnaria’s muzzle is forced into two females at once that this is indeed two females and not just one big female sex engulfing most of her muzzle.

The two girls use each other to help ride up and down on Gnaria’s face like a ribbed dildo. They press their butts tightly against the other, moaning softly as they grip the bed sheets for more leverage. Their feet run across the other, their toes playing with the other as they use them to press down on Gnaria’s chest, keeping the salazzle from moving, so they can abuse her face to their Mistress’ content.

The Mistress looks over her shoulder at the play, her hands running across the gas mask she was about to put on. Her hands squeak against the rubber as she lets out a soft delightful moan. She looks down at Gnaria’s needy twitching sex and then back at Verenice and Zirra who eagerly await what is to come.

The Mistress looks in the direction of Kristina who is peaking over the bed, her mouth still stuffed with the cloth soaked in her own juices, “Kristina get your ass up here, I need you to tease your sister and further enhance her punishment.”

Kristina nods as she scrambles up the bed as her nostrils flare, her body tensing as she feels the building lust between her legs the coming of another climax about to hit her till the Mistress raises her hand, “Not yet. Hold it back and you will be rewarded.”

Kristina tenses as her body shivers in need. Her toes curl as she nods, as she takes slow deep breaths to keep herself from going over the edge.

“Use those lovely new feet of yours and play with your sister’s soft wet petals. Don’t let her climax though, just keep her on that lovely edge that you just felt yourself on, and don’t forget, keep that cloth in your mouth.

Kristina nods as she slides between the small space between Gnaria and the Mistress. She lies on her back to get comfortable her body wiggling into place before she rubs one foot along Gnaria’s chest and belly. Kristina feels her sister squirming there as her face is fucked hard by the other two. Emi and Mina pull up giving Gnaria a few precious moments to catch her breath before they force themselves back down.

It is at this moment Kristina runs the sole of her foot along Gnaria’s sex. She feels the warm juices run across her foot, the winking hot vent spurting some juices as her own quivers with wanting attention.

Gnaria lets out another muffled moan her hands run across the bed sheets. Her toes curl as the feels her sex being spread and penetrated an inch and a half deep by Kristina’s heel. It slides in and out of her sex which desperately tries to either push it out or pull it in deeper, both to no avail. Gnaria is forced to feel her sex rubbed with the long foot of a fellow salazzle as the toes gently run across her skin.

Kristina’s toes run across the area of Gnaria’s crotch, running along the outer edges of the sex, the pressure forcing her warm vent to open and feel the cool air brush against her needy flesh only to be a moment later penetrated by one of Kristina’s long foot digits.

Gnaria bucks up into the foot, desperately trying to milk the toe so she may achieve some sort of climatic release, but just when she feels her sex’s instinctive desire to milk the phallic object for all its worth to bring her over that sweet edge, Kristina pulls her foot back and then pushes Gnaria’s hips down to the bed, letting her feel the warmth of the soul of her foot, allowing Kristina to feel her sister’s petals twitch and steadily relax to a less excited state before she begins once more.

The Mistress takes a slow deep breath, her nostrils flare as she looks at the two needy gas-masked salazzles in front of her. She listens to the moans coming from behind her as her sex twitches. The Mistress’s tail purposely brushes up against Kristina who squeezes the bed sheets in response to feeling the warmth of the Mistress.

“I think I shall let you two enjoy yourselves just for a moment before I join in,” the Mistress says as she grabs the rubber hose that has a T intersection with a twist valve. She locks the valve shut that leads towards her that has arrows pointing towards the center. The rest of the hose has arrows pointing towards either end.

Zirra and Verenice nod as they watch as the Mistress attaches the hose to Zirra’s gas mask. The sound of metal against metal heard within Zirra’s mask as she can feel the Mistress’ touch brush up against the mask causing her to let out a soft moan.

Verenice tenses as the Mistress’ fingers run across the rubber hose, hoisting it up into the air as she then attaches the other end to her. Twist, twist, twist the hose locks into place as a rush of warm air heavily laden with Zirra’s scent hits her face. Verenice moans as she feels herself almost brought to the verge of a climax as she takes it all in.

Zirra watches Verenice arch her back, curl her toes, and run her hands across her legs, squeezing them as her sex quivered, then she saw the max inflate and a rush of sweet scent hit her nostrils, it had the faint scent of raspberries and blueberries. Zirra took in her lovers’ aroma, letting it flood her lungs with a long deep breath, her sex twitches as she felt herself grow ever closer.

Suddenly the Mistress pinches both ends of the hose stopping the flow of air between them, “Don’t just sit across there like star-crossed lovers. Get in there, truly embrace the other like you should,” she commands as she tugs the hoses from both ends forcing the two to move closer together.

“Yes Mistress,” muffled voices coming from the mask as Verenice and Zirra press up against each other. They press their masks against one another causing them to give a soft squeak as they embrace each other.

“Yes, yes, that is what I like to see,” the Mistress remarks as they run their hands along the other’s back. Their fingers feel the warm skin of their salazzle lover, their tails twitch as they move closer. Their sexes kissing for the first time as Verenice lets out a soft needy moan.

Zirra reaches down and gropes Verenice’s firm butt. Their gas masks bump against one another as they continue to breathe in air heavily mixed with each other’s pheromones which only increases the burning lust within their loins.

The mistress gently rubs her crotch as she watches, she’s about to move in when she stops and looks over her shoulder at Kristina who continues to foot rub and tease Gnaria while the two other girls continue to mutually face fuck her.

The Mistress turns her attention back to Zirra and Verenice, “Keep going but take it slow my lovelies,” she raises her hand and squeakily snaps her fingers. A moment passes as a single salazzle comes rushing out of seemingly nowhere.

“Yes Mistress?” she calmly asks with a cordial bow.

“Bring me a few of my fun over time toys, along with a vial set and a double sider.”

“Yes Mistress,” the salazzle bows.

“While you’re at it. Bring me three Mistress drinks.”

“Of course Mistress, it will be done,” she bows before leaving.

The mistress smirks as she leans back to see Kristina sucking on the cloth in her mouth. Her sex glistens with her juices as the Mistress quickly reaches in and pulls the cloth out via the corner. Kristina gasps as she gets a fuller breath of air. Her sex still tasting on her lips as she looks up at the Mistress with a shiver. The mistress looks at the damp cloth and tosses it onto Kristina’s crotch.

“Enjoying yourself Kristina?”

Kristina nods and moans softly as she drags her foot across Gnaria’s sex, “Yes Mistress.”

The Mistress gives a sly smirk as she leans over. Her hand cups Kristina’s sex as Kristina shivers and moans her hips bucking against the touch as she feels the heat emanating from the dominant salazzle’s body, “Excellent, it's only going to get better, here comes your first reward.”

Kristina tilts her head curiously as she feels the Mistress’ fingers caress over her sex with the cloth. Suddenly the Mistress’ fingers start to dance over her sex, pushing in the cloth into her hot vent. Kristina moans softly, arching her back pressing her foot harder against Gnaria’s sex who bucks up to greet the sudden extra pressure and pleasure.

Kristina’s eyes suddenly widen as she sees the Mistress quickly pull out a cloth hidden within her own sex. It drips heavily with the Mistress’ sexual fluids and before Kristina can react the cloth is shoved into her mouth. The Mistress sweet tangy, fruity juices drip down Kristina’s throat. Her mouth then clasped tightly closed as she gives out a moanful muffled scream of mind numbing delight as the hot juices flood her throat.

Kristina tastes the Mistress’ aroma on her tongue as it also floods her nose. Her sex quivers as the Mistress pushes the cloth in her own sex even deeper as she climaxes. Kirstina squirms underneath the Mistress’ touch, toes curling, as her feet slide up and down the bed and along Gnaria’s body which only further teases the face fucked salazzle even more.

“Be a darling and refill that cloth for me. If you do, I have one more reward in store for my lovely,” the Mistress states as Kristina nods repeatedly as she continues to take in the Mistress’ juices as her tongue runs across the sex-soaked cloth with utter delight.

“Good girl,” she compliments just as the other salazzle servant returns with a tray of sexual goodies and three ice cold Mistress drinks. Water beads on the glass as a blue straw sticks out of one, a magenta out of another, and purple out of the third.

“Excellent just in time, I was getting so thirsty,” the Mistress holds out her hand as the salazzle hands her the drink with the blue straw. She grasps it with her long fingers, water droplets fall below onto Kristina as the cool water hits her, causing her to twitch ever so slightly. The Mistress takes one gulp, then two, drinking it halfway down before letting out a sigh of relief, “Yes that hits the spot. Hold my drink Kristina,” she commands as she places the tall glass onto Kristina’s chest.

Kristina quickly holds the base to keep the glass steady, as she feels the cold circle of the glass touch her skin. Water droplets continue to bead down and run along her side, feeling wonderful as air moves across her wet skin, refreshing her body.

The Mistress holds out her hand as the salazzle servant hands her another drink, “Thank you,” she replies as this drink has a magenta colored straw in it. She slides her way over to Emi who is panting heavily. Her body shaking, feet twitching as she looks at the Mistress her muscles tense and her pace picks up but just a tad.

The Mistress kneels beside her as she slips her finger into the drink, swirling it around as the ice clink against the glass walls, the straw spinning around and continues to do so for half a rotation as the Mistress withdrawals her now wet dripping finger from the drink.

“If I recall this the way you like your drink, is it not Emi?” the Mistress asks as she moves her wet cold finger to Emi’s mouth. Emi licks across the Mistress’ finger, her head moving to the tip to give it a firm suckle before the Mistress pushes the rest of her digit in. Emi moans softly as the Mistress slides her finger in and out, in and out of her mouth before sliding it out completely with a soft pop.

“Yes Mistress, that is exactly how I like it.”

“Excellent, take a break with Mina, just keep yourselves over Gnaria so she can continue to lick and savor your feminine delicacies.”

“Y-yes Mistress,” Emi replies as she is handed her drink. Emi gulps down half of it within seconds as the Mistress crawls around to the other side of the bed. The Mistress leaving a thick trail of her scent behind her, one that washes over Gnaria’s face as it is completely soaked with the other two salazzle’s juices. She pants heavily licking her snout clean for the first time in what felt like ages, only to have more juices drip down onto her.

“Lick,” Emi commands as Gnaria feels Kristina's toes slip into her sex. She moans and gets to licking at the two kissing female vents causing Mina to moan just as the Mistress gets to her.

“Doing well Mina?” the Mistress asks as she holds out a hand and is given the final drink with a purple straw.

“Y-yes Mistress,” she pants before another moan escaped her lips. She closes her eyes for just a moment before she steels herself to look upon the Mistress once more. When Mina does she sees the Mistress pulling her free hand from her crotch, it glistens with the Mistress’ own juices. Mina’s eyes are locked on it as she sees the Mistress’ finger slips into her drink with the same finger and gives it a little stir. Beads of water drip down the sides as Mina licks her lips, her body thirsty for the drink in more than one way.

“You’ve done so well for me Mina. Take this as a little token of my appreciation, and trust me,” she reaches and caresses Mina’s chin as she hands the drink, “There is a lot more where this comes from in the future.”

Mina’s eyes light up at the words as she takes the straw into her mouth and takes a sip. The sweet drink rushes down her parched throat. The cool sensation runs down deep into her core, cooling her overworked body, “Thank you Mistress,” she humbly replies after letting out a soft sigh of relief.

“Welcome my sweet lovely,” the Mistress replies as she crawls back around to where she began taking her drink off of Kristina as she takes another sip, “The time release gag,” she commands as the salazzle servant hands the Mistress a magenta ball gag with purple straps, “Thank you.”

“Any time Mistress,” the servant salazzle replies as she stands by the tray of sex toys and bondage equipment with a butler-like patience.

The Mistress unscrews a small section in the gag, the top popping out as it reveals the hollowed innards of the bow. The Mistress nods to Verenice and Zirra as they continue to caress and grind against one another. She slides herself closer, keeping the drink in her hand as she grabs the hose with same said hand holds the end between her fingers. With the hand holding the ball gag she reaches for the T intersection of the rubber hoses and turns a small valve lever on the top. The hose wheezes as air rushes out from it. The Mistress takes it and takes a long slow drag, drawing in the two salazzle’s lustful musk trapped within smoking it like a cigar. The salazzle’s sex twitches and drips as she presses the open ball gag against the floor, letting it slowly fill with her juices.

“Hmm, yes this is very good. Been a while since I enjoyed something so lovingly refined,” she muses as she takes a few more long drags, sucking the salazzle pheromones right from Zirra and Verenice, so much so that the salazzle’s rubber masks deflate and press in against their skin, giving a vague outline of their true faces. The Mistress stops when she looks to see the ball is now overflowing with her juices. Careful not to spill she twists the valve closed before screwing the cap onto the gag.

She drinks up the last of her beverage as she places the gag beside her still unused gas mask she moves closer to the salazzle pair, “The vial,” she commands as the salazzle servant quickly hands it to her.

“Thank you.”

“Of course Mistress.”

The Mistress grasps the vial in one hand while she puts her empty drink on top of Kirstina as the ice in the glass keeps it cold. Kristina holds the glass there, as she slurps down more of the Mistress’ juices from the cloth. She closes her eyes helping her relax as she continues to saturate the cloth between her legs.

Verenice and Zirra watch as the Mistress continues to give them attention as she holds a large clear empty vial in her hand. She moves closer to them as they shiver, their masks only containing their own pheromones, but the feeling of her presence so close to them sends tingles of pleasure down their spines. Their masks inflate and deflate with greater intensity as she reaches around both of them. The Mistress’ body squeaks ever so softly as she pulls them close to her, and then Zirra on top of Verenice.

Verenice moans as she feels the weight of her lover pressing down on her. Their wet sexes grind against one another as the Mistress presses her hand against their touching sexes. The Mistress licks across Zirra’s neck who twitches and moan before moving down to do the same to Verenice.

Verenice feels the slick tongue run across her skin the saliva leaves a train of tingling pleasure as her tail reaches up to coil around Zirra’s. Zirra’s tail does the same as they press even harder against one another, their sexes slathered in their arousal as the Mistress runs her thumb across them.

The Mistress moans softly feeling just how wet and twitchy their vaginas truly are. She holds the vial underneath their sexes letting some of the juices trail along her hand and down into the vial while the palm of her hand rubs and sensually massages both of them.

“Let’s have you two really enjoy an experience together,” the Mistress smirks as the two salazzles moan into the mask, not even catching her words but when they catch out of the corner of their eye the Mistress grabbing the hose again, their legs wrap around the other. They embrace the other as the mistress flips the lever for the hoses but now in the other direction. The salazzle takes a deep breath, her blue eyes locking onto their purple lenses, which hide their widening eyes as the Mistress blows long and hard into the hose.

Verenice and Zirra’s masks inflate as they feel a hot rush of the Mistress’ breath blown into the mask, along with her a concentrated dose of her tantalizing and intoxicating musk. The Mistress continues to blow harder and harder, her breath having nowhere to go except directly into their lungs. The two salazzles squirm and twitch, their bodies wiggling against the other as the Mistress salazzle feels their sexes twitch and then squirt their heavy climactic juices onto her hand and into the vial dangling between her fingers. The salazzle rubs and massages the two sexes as they continue to quiver and spasm. The Mistress stops her blowing, letting the rush of joy and bliss that has come over the two slowly fade back into their normally high levels. The two panting heavily within their masks as they lean against one another.

“Take breather you two, but don’t think I’m done with you two. Just lay there and catch your breath,” she explains.

“Yes Mistress,” their muffled voices manage to say as Verenice and Zirra spend this time to cuddle and enjoy the other’s simple touch while the Mistress looks at the vial to see it has become a third full with their female cream.

“Not bad, let’s see how well Kristina has been doing,” she mutters to herself as she turns to her. Kristina holding the glass as half the ice cubes in the Mistress’ drink have melted. She quickly drinks down the watered-down drink before placing it back onto Kristna. “Open your mouth.”

Kristina does so as the salazzle plucks the cloth out from out of Kristina’s mouth. She looks over it, “Yeah that’s pretty much all of it,” she tosses the cloth over the salazzle servant who snatches it and places it under the tray without flinching or saying a single word, “Doing well Kristina?”

Kristina pants and nods with a soft moan, “Yes M-mistress!” she exclaims as the Mistress pulls the juice-soaked cloth out from her sex.

“Good to hear,” she remarks as she takes the cloth, holding it over the vial she rings the pleasure juice out of it and into the vial below. The vial steadily fills up with an ever-swirling concoction of salazzle bliss, “Take a moment to relax. I might be having you do something really soon.”

Kristina pants “Okay Mistress,” as she relaxes as the Mistress moves over to the other three.

“You two girls still doing okay?”

“Yes Mistress,” Emi and Mina reply with a soft pant, their drinks completely empty, as they hold them in their hands, sucking down some melted water whenever enough has accumulated.

The Mistress salazzle smirks, “Good, now raise those rumps into the air, keep that sex together, I want to collect from you two.”

“Yes Mistress,” they reply as they look at her. The salazzle Mistress slides in closer her knees now a half an inch from Gnaria who licks her face clean again, her eyes locked onto the Mistress as she reaches over to grab her drink off of Kristina’s body and place it between her legs.

“How about a little fire and ice for my two good girls who’ve worked so hard for so long,” the Mistress remarks as the two salazze’s twitch, their sexes flinch and wink down at Gnaria, as little beads of lust drip out of them and onto the Mistress’ palm. Holding the vial between her palm and her thumb she pairs up her other four fingers and slips them deep into Emi and Mina. The two salazzles moan deeply as their flesh is spread by their Mistress.

The Mistress’ sex twitches as she listens to the lustful gasps of the two as she heats up her fingertips. They grow hotter, and hotter, figuratively burning the searing hot flesh of the two other salazzles.

Emi and Mina’s juices flow out of their bodies and form a river that flows into the vial, slowly filling it but as the heat was becoming too unbearable even for the salazzles, the Mistress pulls her hand away and with one swift motion she shoves several half-melted ice cubes into their depths.

Mina and Emi scream out in pure euphoric bliss. The freezing sensation soothes their burning flesh, while sending their bodies over the edge. The salazzle Mistress manages just in the nick of time to place her palm over the two’s tight lizard slits. She feels them quiver and quake in delight, their hot juices flooding out as they are quickly corralled into the vial.

Mina and Emi grip the bed sheets tightly as they close their eyes taking deep breaths as they tense. The freeze of the ice clubs goes deep into their bodies, and as it slowly melts it spreads throughout their needy vents, refreshing their overheated bodies. The torrent of salazzle juices fills the vial almost to the top. The Mistress gently palms and massages the two girls’ sex, as she feels their intense climax slowly wane, “You may sit and relax for a moment my sweet ones. You will need your strength when we do round two.”

The two nod as they uncoil their tails and sit beside Gnaria, their hands pressed on the salazzle’s chest, keeping her pinned as they reply, “Yes Mistress. Thank you Mistress.”

The Mistress swishes the vial a bit letting the different salazzle fluids mix together as she slips a claw into her sex for just a brief moment. She hangs the wet finger over the vial’s top as she lets a single drop of her own fluids fall into the vial.

“Kristina.”

“Yes Mistress?” Kristina asks as she sits up her tail swishing happily as her feet finally pull off of Gnaria’s body.

“Gnaria looks thirsty, why don’t you give her this drink. I would do it, but I am not to let her feel and embrace my touch again while she’s being punished.”

Kristina bows, “Y-yes Mistress. Thank you Mistress,” Kristina reaches and grabs the vial and just as she does Gnaria yells out.

“You tricked us!”

The salazzle Mistress’ tail twitches as she looks over at Gnaria, “Oh? What was that? How did I trick you?” She asks as she lays down, resting her head on her hands as she lifts her feet up in the air, “Go ahead. I’m curious, this sounds like it's going to be entertaining,” as she looks over at Kristina, “When she’s done, you will give her, her drink.”

Kristina nods, “Yes Mistress,” she replies as the Mistress takes her now empty drink and holds it up, the servant salazzle takes it from her hands and puts it gingerly back on the tray and resumes her waiting position.

Gnaria stares at her salazzle Mistress with her purple eyes, squirming underneath the other two salazzles, “You tricked us into becoming salazzle sluts.”

“Again how?”

“The poker game! You got these two to get us to go all in and get more expensive rooms.”

“All mere suggestions. It was you all who decided to play. I could not have expected all three of you to get to the final round. I truly expected one of you to bow out and use those winnings to pay for your tab.”

“The tab! You made us get a giant tab.”

“I didn’t make you gamble. You did that all on your own. You just liked it. I can’t stop you for that. But if you have an addiction, one should seek help on that,” she muses.

“And keeping us here because of the tab.”

“I merely informed you of your options. You all took that I said at face value. You never sought any alternatives or options. They are out there. Including loans, amongst other things. Not once did you go to the police and seek out what you could do legally not to be thrown into jail. I simply said if you left without handling your debt, it would be so. I gave you a good deal really, and you accepted it.”

“Yeah--”

“Of which you accepted gleefully. You wanted to get closer to me. All of you did,” she wiggles her rump a little, to spread her pheromones around, her body squeaking softly as she does.

“ But then turning us into salandits…”

“You accepted my offer. You could have said no. But saying no would have taken you farther away from me, and deep down, you didn’t want that didn’t you?”

“I.. err… yeah but…”

She smirks at Gnaria who tries to look away, but Emi pushes her head back to stare at her, “Face it. Everything you did was to try to get to me. To test your luck, to get a moment to test yourself against me. You want to be with me, you told yourself it was to dominante me, to show my place, but as I said you realized that it was you, that was starting to realize that your place under me was being shown, and deep down… you liked it. But you’ve been too proud to accept it.”

Gnaria tries to look away as the Mistress smiles, “I thought so. Kristina give your sis her drink and for that little discussion and accusation, put on a nice chastity belt on her. I don’t think she’ll be climaxing during her punishment period either.”

“Yes Mistress,” Kristina replies as she climbs over Gnaria who squirms. Gnaria tries to move her head away, but the other salazzles hold it in place.

Gnaria squirms as she eyes the thick liquid of salazzle fem-cum. Thumbs press down on her jaw, forcing it open as Kristina pours the liquid into her awaiting maw.

“Don’t spill a single drop, I took great effort into collecting that,” she warns.

Kristina tenses, “Yes Mistress,” as she helps hold Gnaria’s head in place. The thick liquid flows onto Gnaria’s tongue. It's a torrent of sweet and tangy juices. Hints of her sisters’ sex, Mistress Zirra’s, and definitely that of Emi and Mina swirl around her tongue. Each gulp the warm liquid slides down her throat as she takes more and more of it in, leaving her with a faint after taste she just can’t put her finger on, but it left her… wanting more.

The first gulp Gnaria reluctantly swallowed it, the second gulp her tongue swirled around of what remained of the liquid in her mouth, savoring that soft afterglow taste, the third and final drops of the clear gooey liquid she let it pool in the back of her throat. Her tongue swims within the hot juices as she gets herself drunk on the flavor, and the heavy pheromone laden aroma that goes along with it. It all burns in the back of her mind causing her sex to twitch and be brought to the brink of climax, all she needed was just a little rub down there to get here but that is until her mouth is forced shut and with a few gently rubs of her throat from Emi, the last bits of the juices are slide down to warm her belly. The flavor and scent lingering in her mouth and nose as Kristina pulls back and tries to hand the now empty vial to the Mistress.

“Give it to her,” she explains as she points to the salazzle servant who gracefully takes the empty vial and in exchange hands Kristina black leathered, blue striped, magenta laced with purple dildo attached chastity device.

Kristina Holds the hefty chastity in her hands a smirk forms across her face as she dwells upon the delight of slipping this onto Gnaria, while her sex twitches and quivers in delight at the idea that she could be wearing something like this herself.

The others watch as Gnaria’s body quivers at the sight of the chastity device as it jingles its way over to her. The dildo the first to slip into her, parting her lips as she almost climaxes right then and there as her walls are spread wide by the protrusion. The dildo slips in deeper and deeper into her body, as the rest of the leather wraps around her form. The straps slide over and under her tail, going through loops as its tightened ever so slowly.

Gnaria feels the leather embrace her vaginal walls twitch in delight as they try to milk the smooth dildo for any sort of extra pleasure but find none, only a constant tease of being spread to tease, but not cause any painful discomfort. The belt tightens a little more, pressing the dildo just a bit deeper into her as she moans out. She then shivers as she then hears a click… a second click, followed by a third, “There we go Mistress,” Kristina as she holds the key in her hands. Gnaria eyes the key as its handed over to the Mistress who then casually tosses it out into the carpet.

“I don’t need it know, I’ll have Gnaria find it when her punishment is up,” the Mistress smirks as she moves away, “You may do what you wish to her for now. I have a pair of lovers to enjoy,” she adds as she focuses back on Verenice and Zirra who watched the entire scene unfold from their relaxed cuddling position.

They look at their Mistress as she draws near once more, their hearts picking up the pace, as they grind against each other. They see her domineering smirk as she goes to reach for her mask and bumps into the ball gag, “Oh right. Kristina!” she yells as Kristina stops her rubbing of Gnaria’s face with her feet as she pulls back.

“Y-yes Mistress?”

“Come over here,” she commands as she looks over her shoulder.

“Yes Mistress,” she crawls over to her, “What is it Mistress?’

“You’re reward, say Ahh.”

Kristina opens her mouth wide, “Ahh--” as the salazzle Mistress shoves the ball gag into her mouth. She tightens the straps around Kristina’s head, locking the back as Kristina pants heavily. Her senses are filled with the Mistress’ aroma, causing her to drool a little as her tongue runs across the ball gag and with those tantalizing licks she gets a teasing hint of her Mistress’ juices as just a droplet is squeezed out of the gag and onto her tongue.

“That should last about an hour. Enjoy, you may resume what you were doing.”

“Hush Mishress,” Kristina gleefuly replies suckling the ball gag as she returns to teasing Gnaria.

“Sometimes its difficult to keep track of all my lovelies, but it's a burden of love,” she remarks as she returns her focus to the two salazzles before her. Verenice and Zirra watch as their Mistress grabs the rubber mask. It squeaks loudly in her hands as she unzips the back. The blue tinted lenses glinting in the sunlight that is peaking through the windows across the room. She holds the mask wide as she slips it around her head. Unlike Zirra and Verenice when they put their mask on, the Mistress has to squirm and wiggle her head in. It squeaks loudly as she does but eventually she manages to get it to pop into place. After a few adjustments and running of her fingers along the back, she zips it up.

She looks at the two other masked salazzles as her mask slowly inflates and deflates with each breathe. She takes the hose and attaches it to her mask. The first breath the Mistress takes is then flooded to the other two who let out a loud moan of bliss, their lust increasing as they soak in their Mistress’ concentrated unfiltered scent.

The Mistress smiles within her mask as she reaches for the hose intersection and turns the lever, so the valve is switched to free flowing and within a few breaths all three of the salazzle’s hot pheromone, sweet fruity floral aromas are mixed together equally with the three, though the Mistress is the most prominent, Verenice and Zirra can always catch the scent of the other with each breath.

The Mistress takes their hands and pulls them onto their backs, the two lovers now lay next to each other as the Mistress lays on top. She looks down at them, her hot sizzling body, teasing the two with each movement. She gently pets the two before grabbing their inner hands.

Verenice and Zirra watch as they feel their Mistress guide their hands to her sex. Their toes curl when they feel the wet moist heat burning from her tight vent. They gently rub and massage her sex at first with the guidance of the Mistress’ fingers, but then she forces their fingers into her.

The two salazzles moan when they feel the tight squeeze of the dominant salazzle’s sex. Her warm juices tingle as they could already taste how delicious those succulent juices must be. They work together to rub and massage the hot vent with the help of their Mistress’ guidance.

That is until the salazzle Mistress pulls her hand away only to dive her fingers into her respective salazzle underneath her. Verenice and Zirra moan into their mask, their eyes rolling back as they feel the exploding pleasure of their Mistress’ touch forced deep into their loins. Their legs shake, as they pant heavily, unable to escape her touch, unable to escape her scent, and most of all not wanting to do either anyway.

Zirra and Verenice look up at their Mistress as she looks down at them, they can sense a smile coming from her masked head as they then look at each other, giving a little mask bump as they work together to please their Mistress as the three coil and wrap their tails around the other.

The Mistress’ feet rub up and along Verenice and Zirra’s inner foot, her toes slide between theirs as she expresses her dominance and control at every level. Letting the two below her work together to bring her the same amount of pleasure as she brings with just one hand on each of them.

They continue to rub and tug at the sensitive salazzle flesh. Their fingers slipping into those warm went vents, the flesh twitching, tugging, milking those digits as they scream for more. Warm juices from the salazzle Mistress’ sex pour down onto the two salazzle’s hands, while the Mistress spreads their juices all over their crotches making them slick and easier to pleasure.

Hotter and hotter their loins burned. The pleasure building up within them. The Mistress looks up to see the three other girls foot rubbing Gnaria’s face, their hands free to pleasure themselves and each other as they watch their display of rubber masked lust. The other salazzle’s eyes glossed over as they are heavily intoxicated by the endless stream of the Mistress’ scent. The Mistress glances over at her servant salazzle and she is secretly using one of the toys that were on the tray to pleasure herself. A two-sided dildo.

“I will have to use that on these two once they climax,” she thinks as she bucks hard against Verenice and Zirra, her own body hitting that hard one climax. The two salazzles underneath feel a wave of Mistress scent as her climax floods their masks, bringing them over the edge as Verenice squirts her juices all over the Mistress salazzle’s hand while Zirra gives a quicker heavy milking action climax. Her body pulling in the Mistress’ fingers ever deeper as they hungrily draw out its own climax as much as possible.

The other salazzles climax as the Mistress’ explosive tidal wave of pheromones hit them. They scream out in bliss and pleasure, panting heavily all of them taking a moment to “relax” but it only lasts a moment as the Mistress holds her female cum covered hand. It glistens in the light as she makes a wet snap and points to the dildo that the salazzle servant was using.

The servant blushes as she bows her head, “Sorry Mistress, I couldn’t help myself,” as she hands her the blue colored dildo.

The Mistress takes it and pushes the one end into Zirra’s needy sex. Zirra’s moan could be heard through the mask as she pushes the dildo to near the halfway point. Sitting up she grabs Verenice.

Verenice shivers and follows along with Mistress’ guiding hands, unsure what she is planning until she sees her lover with a dildo sticking out of her sex. And with a firm push of the Mistress’ hand on Verenice’s ass while spreading her sex open with other, the Mistress performs a magic trick and makes the dildo disappear.

The two lovers moan out in delight as they are pushed together. The Mistress’ hands delicately guide them to lay across the bed allowing her to press her back up against them, using them like a pair of pillows as she rests her elbows on Verenice’s back. She spreads her legs to reveal her wet female cum covered sex. Her mask slowly inflating and deflating as she points to Emi.

Emi tenses as she lowers her head, “Yes Mistress?”

She silently points to her crotch.

Emi tenses and shudders, “With great pleasure Mistress,” as she crawls over to her, keeping her head low as she starts by licking across the Mistress’ inner thigh, her hands gently massaging the Mistress’ legs as her sex quivers in delight.

The Mistress lets out a soft delightful moan as she looks at Mina. She points to her feet as she wiggles her toes and then points to her head and then to her crotch. Mina gulps as she bites her lower lip, “Yes Mistress, with pleasure,” as she lays across her Mistress’ feet.

Mina nuzzle licks across the salazzle’s large feet, tasting and savoring her Mistress’ scent on her tongue while pressing her aching sex against her Mistress’ feet, which slip a toe into her needy vent causing her to moan out in delight.

Kristina looks at the Mistress as she sits on top of Gnaria. She watches as the Mistress makes a scissor motion with her hands. Kristina nods and moans out a muffled, “Yesh Mishress” through the gag as she starts to grind her sex against Gnaria’s chastised crotch. Gnaria and Kristina squirm as the Mistress relaxes enjoying the display before as she looks up at her canopy bed to see the time digitally showing on it. With a few hand motions the screen on the canopy changes to reports about the current happenings of the casino as the Mistress reluctantly goes back to work as a thought crosses her mind, “Those breasted salazzle toys came in today. Perhaps I will have these lovelies spend some time quality control testing them…” as a sly smirk forms across her face.