On hearing Randall's words, Candy had, and there was not other way to put it, eagerly lifted to her knees, shoved her paws behind her back, and thrust her chest up, and out.  This forced a small groan of anticipatory pleasure from Randall, and caused Anthony to snicker good naturedly at his older brother.<strong>"Oh, shut it."</strong>, Randall replied happily, while reaching for Candy's right milk-heavy tit.  She was tight, and full, and with a slow squeeze, he pulled his hand down toward her nipple, gradually pinching with his fingers, and was immediately rewarded with several thin streams of milk, which he deftly caught in his glass.  It was normal for there to be several openings on the nipple, as many as ten, (Mimi had seven such openings on her left nipple, and nine on her right).  Randall wasn't counting Candy's yet, he was just enjoying the act of milking his new bitch.  Stroke after stroke, pinching his fingers down to her areola, and after six such strokes, his glass was full.<br/><br/>Before passing the full glass to Anthony, he lifted Candy's breast, and took her nipple in his mouth, then sucked, hard, hungrily drawing another two mouthfuls of her warm sweet milk.  It tasted very much like Mimi's, he decided, though not exactly the same.  Mimi's was a little richer, and Candy's a little sweeter.  He decided right then that her name suited her, and that she would keep it.  He passed the full glass to his younger brother, (who was happy to let Randall enjoy the new bitch's tits), and accepted the other glass, and started filling it from her left breast.  Five strokes, pinching down to just above her thickened, prominent teat, filled his drink, and he finished again by lifting her tit, taking her nipple in his mouth, and sucking another two mouthfuls from her.<br/><br/>Her breasts were no longer quite so tight, nor leaking milk from her thick nipples, relieving her discomfort, (and also preventing her from dribbling milk all over the apartment).  Randall stirred his drink, and took an experimental sip, and decided it was as good as Mimi ever produced.  He slipped the straw between Candy's lips, and ordered her to take a sip, giving her a taste of the sweet white nectar her beautiful tits produced.<br/><br/>Then it was time to spring their cruel little surprise.<strong>"Down, Candy"</strong>, Randall ordered her, then switching to French,<strong>"Give me a minute with Mimi, then bring her out."</strong>The club had made it clear that Candy, like Mimi, understood no French outside of the simple commands she'd been taught, and they would continue using that method of keeping the two naked bitches oblivious to the various plans, and surprises they had for the pair.  With a parting squeeze of Candy's tit, Randall stood, drink in hand, and walked from the kitchen.  Mimi was still hanging in her rack, twitching this way and that, the burn of her ginger gone, the milker silent, probably wondering when her Master's would release her.<br/><br/>The readout on the milker informed him that Mimi had given just under 800 milliliters of milk, which was well below her nearly 1600 daily milliliters, thanks in no small part to Randall's like of fresh White Russians.<strong>"We have a little surprise for you, Mimi"</strong>One at a time, he pressed his finger above her areola, and pushed down inside the cups still suctioned to her teats, until with a slight hiss, they released, and dropped from her.<strong>"A new playmate."</strong>He removed her ginger plug, and the piece taped across her clit, and discarded them.<strong>"Your Master's have decided to make you top bitch."</strong>Randall snapped the small collection bottle from the milker, (already labeled 'Mimi'), and placed it in the bar's small refrigerator.<strong>"For now."</strong>With one hand on her chest, between her breasts, Randall lifted her slightly, then one at a time released the cuffs around her wrists, and allowed her to drop her paws to the ground.  He left her legs bound, spread wide, and with a three inch padded platform beneath her knees, it left her ass thrust into the air, and spread wide.<br/><br/>He knelt in front of her, and took her face in his hands.<strong>"Eyes on me, Mimi."</strong>Anthony had leashed Candy, and was leading her out onto the semi-shaded terrace, the bitch's pretty little ass shifting left, and right as she crawled along behind her new owner, curious blue eyes taking in everything.  Until she saw Mimi.  Her eyes clouded with suspicion, and fear, as Anthony pulled her directly behind Mimi.  He knelt beside the bitch, and using the fingers of one hand he spread the slick wet lips of Mimi's cute little cunt, and shoved Candy's face between the spread cheeks of the bound puppy's ass.<strong>"Lick, until she cums, Candy."</strong>