Chocolate's nostril's flared at the unison speach.  Damnation, but her blood was on fire for these girls, win or loose!<br/><br/>She growled at them, then bit her lower lip.  Tears still made cold lines down her cheeks.  Next a whimper welled out of her body.  Finlay she gasped, "I submit to you, mistresses, please, do me the honor of permitting me to serve your desires."  As she babbled, she tried desperatly to persuade herself that she really was just trying to get the girls to allow her to get  her hands on them again, so they could feel the true strength of her caress.