Jules is walking back towards the house, when there is the noise of a wagon coming closer.  Making sure he is out of the way, he glances off towards the sound, a little curious.  What he sees is, well, surprise is a bit of an understatement.  A wagon with two wheels?  But that is nothing to the surprise of the girls that are pulling said wagon.<br/><br/>Jules can only stand there and stare at the girls as they pull the wagon to the house.  It is only the sound of his mistress' voice that snaps him out of his daze.  He goes to her, offering the newcomer a soft, "Greetings... mistress," unsure of how he should refer to her.  Then, nodding to his own mistress, "I will do as you order mistress, if you will excuse me?"  With her permission, he turns and goes to the girls.<br/><br/>Jules goes to the girls, reaching a hand, touching the shoulder of the lead girl.  He can feel his manhood stirring, held by those tight straps.  Sighing, he takes the reins.  "Follow me girls," he says, then tugs them in the direction of the stalls.<br/><br/>There, Jules halts them, examining them to see how to to do just that.  Hands going to roam over the hips and breasts of Black, Blond, and Brown, before removing them from the wagon.  Hands straying as he works the straps from their bodies.  Stopping long to grope one of the girl's breasts.<br/><br/>Jules goes, getting water and a cup, returning to them.  Giving each girl some water.  Removing the blindfolds, he cleans them, a little nervous around Red, with that strap on, giving their breasts special attention.  Rubbing them, playing with the nipples, then their pussies, before going to the next girl.<br/><br/>Stepping back, Jules watches the girls for a moment, his manhood straining at the straps that hold it, wanting to do more than just ouch these girls.