<div align="center"><em>Christine</em></div><br/>Christine heard the man say that he would take her later, and she clenched her fists behind her back, within the rope. She thought about running, but she would just be caught and pulled back...kicking and screaming. She realized that there was no way she could get out of this. She could beg Alistair to forgive her and not only give up her pride, but also risk more physical harm. Or, she could allow this footman to take her more privately--at least, if Alistair let him--and probably end up better off...and give Alistair a kick in the nuts at the same time.<br/><br/>Taking a deep breath, she looked to Tom and lowered her eyes...humiliated that he was being forced to take her. What if he didn't want to? What if he wasn't attracted to her? Sighing, she swallowed and waited. When Annalisa began sucking Louis' cock, Christine was focused on them. It was so arousing that her breathing turned more shallow and she blushed.<br/><br/>When she saw Alistair head to the other young redhead, Christine found an unpleasant rush of jealousy take over, and she closed her eyes to try and calm herself.<br/><br/><hr/><br/><div align="center"><em>Lolita</em></div><br/>Lolo was watching the show with interest, and blushed when she made eye contact with Tom. She felt bad for the other redheaded slave, but she knew she couldn't do anything about it. Besides, even though Alistair was a cruel man, he was still the heir...and he rarely showed interest in claiming one personal slave. She could see some of the other slaves look on in confused jealousy, but Lolo knew the girl was miserable.<br/><br/>Sighing, she was surprised when Alistair came over and looked at her with a leer. Swallowing, she knew what was coming. They'd been intimate on several occasions, and often she left with bruises and aches. Still, she smiled a bit unsure, but nodded...knowing what he wanted. Standing up, she spoke to him.<br/><br/>"Milord...do you wish my services this evening?"