Karen pinched Sammy's nipples hard.  "See, that wasn't so hard to sort out, now was it?"  She ran her hands along the Sammy's flat stomach and across her thighs.  She looked over at her husband.<br/><br/>"You and I will take more care in building up it's stamina.  A well practiced slave wouldn't have done what it did today.  So, while we take some responsibility in its training, I must say, we have a lot of work to do," she said.  Her hands slipped under Sammy's breasts and around to the top. She slipped into more derogatory naming, lest the girl begin to think she was equal to either Karen or Allan in any way.<br/><br/>"The fact is, it wasn't treated all that brutally.  Sure, it had a hard fucking in the ass, darling, but that's hardly anything unusual in the life of our slaves, now is it?"  she said.  Her foot reached out and snaked along the underside of her husband's cock.  She wasn't surprised to see him ready for another round.<br/><br/>She smiled wickedly at him and said, "Darling, looks like our new toy isn't tending to all your needs."<br/><br/>With that, she kissed Sammy on the cheek and grabbed her by the hair.  She wrapped her hands around the locks to get a good grip.  "It needs to remember that the goal is to tend to the owners.  Breathe in, girl..."<br/><br/>Karen lifted and then pushed Sammy's head down under the water and pressed her face against Allan's cock.  She gave the girl a bit of room to maneuver and counted slowly to ten--taking twenty seconds or so in all.  Then, she pulled Sammy's head out of the water and counted out loud to three before plunging her head back down toward his cock.<br/><br/>