ROFL!!!   restate that my slave girl<br/><br/>Mordecai made a business of writing notes as the men went retrieving collared and leashed for their bitches to tuck them in their cage for the night.<br/><br/>He glanced out watching Frank training the new Ginger to the hot mix of pain and pleasure. The intensity of the man's focus said it all. This bitch was going to be Frank's by day after tomorrow and begging him to use her any way he wanted.<br/><br/>Mordecai had forgotten all about it. But he looked when the Reverend said Princess. The man was brilliant. A dog collar with the name Princess on it. How inspiring. To walk thru that cage wearing a collar with the name Princess written on it after what the other two women had gone thru. He watched the procession walked out the door. He was in awe.<br/><br/>A movement in the next room caught his attention. Jonesy working his VooDoo magic on his bitch. Clones. How the hell would you clone these three guys. Maybe get the bitches pregnant. He'd have to talk with Helen. She's know who was doing human cloning like that. Maybe have the boys send off a sample and wait 16 years. The juniors trained properly would certainly equal their fathers.<br/><br/>He set that thought aside for later.<br/><br/>"Helen," Mordecai said without looking at her. "Go to the main house. After we eat you beg to please each of these three men. When their done with you come see me."<br/><br/>He collected the laptop and his clipboard.  Whistling as he strolled to the main house. It was a clear star lite night.<br/><br/>