
Pamela received almost as much excitement from watching Donna as she had from doing it herself, and was thrilled for Donna when she too brought Jan over the brink. Jan once again, when
Donna had finished, picked up her camera and had the two girls take photos of each other licking her sex. Pamela and Donna knew where these photos were going as well, and cringed in embarrassment;
Perhaps the letters would get lost en route! No.
They would get home.
Jan began to put on her clothes and smiled at the cute smugness on the faces of her slaves.
"You look.like two satisfied cats," she said. "Big deal. So you think you're hot stuff 'cause you made me come? Hell, any girl can make another girl cli- max. You're nothing at this point. You're always
… hell… you're not even that yet. You have to earn the right to be called good slaves, and to be called women! You don't even know what being a . woman is yet. But you will. I'll let you know when you've earned that title!"
Pamela and Donna blushed from the tongue- lashing, their self-satisfaction down the drain.
"By the time you've gotten me off maybe a hun- dred times you'll learn how t,o do it right, hope- fully, and make me last ten minutes or longer. You don't wolf down a meal like you just did, you eat it with pleasure and patience. Right now, you haven't even been whipped yet. You're not even girls yet. Know what you are? To me you're just a pair of cunts! Now get down on your knees and tell me what you are!"
