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  “Mmm, Mistress,” he growled, licking his lips. “Love the sweet taste of your nipples—and it’s not just that fucking pleasure dust either. It’s you. You taste amazing fucking everywhere.”

  “Oh my!” Mistress Lackwitt was fanning herself with a hand and looking decidedly flushed while Mistress Tillabong looked more irritated than ever. Mistress Sinda was smiling and Mistress Poodlefart looked like she didn’t know what to think.

  “My dear, you’re doing just fine,” Mistress Sinda said, smiling at her. “If you’ll excuse me, I have to find the other two members of the Sacred Seven—we have a flower show to judge. But I’ll be seeing you tomorrow.” She nodded her head graciously and glided away, leaving Tandy and Vrox alone with the other three Mistresses and their slaves.

  “Well, I still say it looks less like a training technique and more like you’ve simply taken your slave as a lover,” Mistress Tillabong said rudely, as soon as Mistress Sinda was gone. “Just like your mother did. Be careful that you don’t get yourself into an illegal seeding situation—I hear that Kindred only breed male babies,” she added nastily.

  “My Mistress is a virgin—she’s never had a shaft in her pussy—not even mine,” Vrox growled protectively. He rose smoothly to his feet and glared at Mistress Tillabong, who glared back but shrank back somewhat. It was clear she was trying to hide her fear and mistrust of the huge Kindred but without much success.

  “Vrox, stand down,” Tandy said quietly. “You must not threaten other Mistresses, even if they are woefully misinformed.”

  But she knew she couldn’t let such an outright insult stand—if she did, Mistress Tillabong would never let it go and would probably spread the rumor all over Opulex by the end of the day.

  “I beg your pardon for Vrox’s behavior, Mistress Tillabong,” she said icily. “But I am not allowing my slave to penetrate me, as you have so rudely implied.”

  “How can we be sure about that?” Mistress Tillabong demanded. “After all, it does run in your blood.” She gave Tandy a scathing look down her long nose.

  Vrox began to growl, low in his throat, but Tandy stopped him with a hand on his arm.

  “You can be sure because I would never repeat the mistake my mother made,” she said firmly, even though a guilty little voice inside her head reminded her how very much the idea of letting the big Kindred penetrate her turned her on. “And also because…because…”

  She looked around, wishing she had some concrete evidence that there was no way she could be allowing Vrox to penetrate her. Luckily, her eyes happened to fall on his thick shaft, sticking prominently out of his trousers.

  “You can be sure just by looking at the size of my slave’s shaft,” she said, gesturing to him. “Look how big he is and how small I am—there’s no way he could ever, um, fit inside me.” Her cheeks were getting hot as she spoke but she lifted her chin high, daring the other Mistress to contradict her.

  “We don’t know what size shaft you can take,” Mistress Tillabong retorted. “You might practice with a vranna-sized phallus every night for all we know!”

  “I would never—” Tandy began but Mistress Lackwitt interrupted her angry denial.

  “I know how to settle this!” she said excitedly. “Doesn’t Mistress Badonkadonk have her clit-tickling shaft plants on display again this year? I know I saw them further along the path.” She pointed excitedly up the winding path which was shaded by greenery and exotic plants on either side.

  “In fact, she does.” Mistress Tillabong gave Tandy a sly smile. “And I believe the plant has a bumper crop of shafts this year—especially the extra-extra large size.” She arched an eyebrow at Tandy. “Would you care to prove that you can’t fit a shaft the size of your slave’s into your pussy, Lady Sweetbottom? Or do you expect us all just to take your word for it?” She spoke the last words as though Tandy was the least trustworthy person in all of Yonnie Six and every word she said was a lie.

  Tandy knew she shouldn’t let herself be goaded into anything rash, but she was suddenly seeing red. There was no way she could let the other Mistress’s challenge pass unanswered. Not if she wanted to keep her honor intact.

  “Fine,” she said coolly. “I’d be happy to.”

  “This way, then.” Mistress Tillabong swept out a hand in an “after you” gesture.

  Tandy threw back her shoulders and marched down the path, determined to do whatever she had to in order to prove the other Mistress in the wrong and put the ugly rumor she was trying to start behind her.

  TEN

  “Mistress, what exactly is going on here?” Vrox growled, frowning at the secluded little glade about a hundred yards from the main path. He didn’t like what he was seeing—not one Goddess-damned bit.

  In the glade, under the shadows of several large, old-growth trees, was a very strange-looking set up. To one side there were five or six elaborately carved chairs with large round holes in their seats. That looked suspect enough but there was also a kind of post beside the seats with leather thongs for binding someone in place.

  All around the chairs and the posts were the strangest looking plants he had seen yet in this fucked-up garden. They were a mass of long, purple vines, all tangled together and at the end of every vine was something that looked exactly like a dildo. There were some small, white ones about the size of his middle finger and some slightly larger yellow ones he supposed might be the size of two fingers together. From there, the colors and sizes got more varied.

  Vrox saw larger orange dildo-flowers he thought might be seven standard inches long and two inches thick and then bright pink ones that were even bigger—nine inches long and three inches thick—that would have made even the most voracious Mistress happy. There was even a crimson red one that was fully twelve inches long and at least three and a half inches at its base.

  Those must be the extra-extra large ones, Vrox thought. None of them was as big as his own shaft, erect, but then, none of them was able to make precum which allowed a female to stretch to take them.

  Being half Beast Kindred, Vrox had this particular ability. Otherwise, there would be no way a female he was trying to bond to him could take his entire shaft and mating fist in her pussy so that he could breed her.

  He felt a little guilty that he hadn’t told Tandy about this function of his biology, but he had wanted to keep her believing there was no way he could ever fit inside her without pain and difficulty. The size of his shaft and her ignorance of his natural ability to make her ready to take it was probably the most effective deterrent to her “giving him the rod” as she put it, during her final test before the Sacred Seven. So he let her go on thinking there was no way he would ever fit inside her, even though it made him feel uncomfortable. After all, having a phallus shoved in his ass would be a hell of a lot more awkward than admitting the truth to his little Mistress, he told himself.

  “Oh, they’re so lovely!” Mistress Poodlefart cooed and Vrox focused on the strange plants again.

  Each dildo-flower had a single, long, green and purple leaf coming up from the base with a cluster of feathery crimson fronds attached to its tip. Maybe that was the clit-tickling part? Vrox had no fucking idea but he did know hw didn’t like the weird plants one damn bit.

  All of the vines began writhing restlessly when the group of Mistresses came up to them. There was an attendant standing there—a powerfully-built male slave with shifty eyes and a blue and green snake tattoo that wrapped around his entire left arm from his wrist to his shoulder. Vrox didn’t like the other male on sight. He supposed no one but another Kindred would have understood why but the slave smelled untrustworthy somehow—like he didn’t belong. Plus, he had those fucking shifty eyes…

  But Mistress Tillabong seemed to think he was fine.

  “Ah, you must be the slave Lady Badonkadonk has running this area,” she said, walking up to him. “Pray, please explain how these plants function so that our, ah, inexperienced friend, here, can try them out.” She nodded at Tandy with