The next morning after Lydia was dragged out of the barn and staked out naked in the hot sun, Cruella entered. "Wake up slaves, I have some things to talk to you about." Laura and and i kept quiet. "Peter I have good news for you, Lydia's pregnant, which is great news; in nine months we'll have another slave in camp. Of course he or she will be raised by a nanny; once the child reaches righteen, he or she will be indoctinated as a full-time slave. "

"Now, I want to explain a few things. Laura, the other day I meant to say if you keep treating me well like you have, I will see to it you are NOT be in a snuff film. Mr C likes you too. We wanted to train you as a pony-girl, but he and I have decided against it. We want all the slaves in camp including you and Peter. ...Peter are you listening over there?...."Yes Ma'am."....to be in a sex orgy that will have visitors from all over the world, including people from the Conglomerate, which is a world-wide organization, and they demand to be entertained. This pony farm is only part of it. Laura, it was spies in the Conglomerate who snatched you off the streets in Baltimore, and took you to Switzerland for the auction. The Conglomerate runs the auction. So when that fool Leo showed up with his slutty wife and daughter, they were happy to take his money, "That goes for you too Pete! Both of those bitches loved you cock, which is why you are here.

Now I want to tell you about The Island. Its whereabouts is a secret; only Mr. C knows where it is. That's so if we are invaded by law enforcement, none of us could spill the beans about where it is. Old slaves, as well as any who have screwed up royally- like Lydia- are sent there, never to be heard from again. If you think this place is bad, it's nothing compared to that. Brutal torture is carried out daily. So mind your manners here!" Neither Laura or i wanted anything to do with that I'm sure.

Cruella continued. "When these people come here for the orgy, it is imperative we put on a good show. Beside the usual sucking and fucking that will be going on, there will be some actions that some vanilla people consider perverted. But we consider it to be normal activity, like the stuff you've seen Peter at the BDSM clubs you used to frequent." What could I say but, "Yes Ma'am." I could hear a gasp from Laura.

"Now cunt, suck my pussy! Peter, it'll be your turn tomorrow."