Whats the old saying," I've died and gone to heaven. After Laura swallowed my cum, she licked my balls which drove me into an estatic state. "Okay that's enough," Cruella ordered. "That should keep Peter from blabbing to Mr. C about us torturing him. The big man might demote both down to slaves!"
Getting me up, the ladies cuffed me and hooked the leash to my collar, leading me back to the barn. My cock felt a heck of a lot better.
Entering the barn, Sylvia was awake and I saw Laura staring at new girl's tits. Then I heard Cruella. "There's a tit for each of us," she said with a twinkle in her eye. After letting me lie down in my stall, I heard Mistress Cruella and her assistant enter the stall next to me. It wasn't long when I heard some heavy breathing and moans of pleasure.
An hour later I heard Cruella again. "Okay slave Sylvia, get your ass up! It's time for your branding. Laura I'll show you how its done."Of course the southern belle protested, but then Cruella told Leroy to take her to the branding shed. All the way over there, we could here Sylvia crying out. I did sympathize, but it had to be done.