Headmistress' Favorite Sport Part 9

Gina stopped talking in the middle of a sentence and her mouth hung open as she watched the sexy slave maid mince towards her. She was completely transfixed as Denise with great difficulty curtseyed before and offered her a drink from the tray. "Go ahead and take a drink, Gina." Jocelyn said. "We've made sure she doesn't bite," Joanna grinned with reference to Denise's gag. Gina stared at Denise, who looked submissively down, for a good long while before gathering her courage and taking a drink from the tray: "Thanks," she mumbled to Denise. Jocelyn quickly corrected her: "Don't thank the useless slut." "She's a slave. She should feel privileged that she is allowed to serve you." Joanna finished. "You are grateful, aren't you bitch?" Jocelyn asked Denise menacingly. Denise nodded vigorously as she minced towards the twins and dropped to her knees in front of them. She lowered her head to the ground while she held the tray up, so that her mistresses could take a drink without having to see her ugly face. Gina sat dumbfounded as she realized the amount of training Denise must have received to be able to perform her duties so gracefully. Her hands and feet were restricted with tiny chains and yet she had performed every movement perfectly and hadn't spilled a drop. Gina felt a surprising warmth spreading in her body. Watching Denise made her horny!

The twins saw the look on her face as they dismissed Denise. They had decided to play it cool for as long as possible to draw out Gina; to force her to make the first move. Gina's eyes followed Denise as she took up position in the corner of the room: tray held out, chest out and head down. The twins made polite conversation, but Gina just stared at the gorgeous slave in the corner. Finally the twins called Denise over to stand in front of Gina. "Denise, drop your panties and show Gina what kind of a slut you are." Joanna said. Gina started to object that it really wasn't necessary, but the twins wouldn't have it and soon Denise's panties were on the ground together with her absolutely soaking sanitary napkin, as she held up her skirt. Gina gasped as she saw Denise's imprisoned member.