Minne crawled on the ground, her tiny pink micro-skirt flipped up over her back, thong already gone. She dropped to all fours, lowered her chest to the floor, and reached back with both trembling hands. Slowly, deliberately, she spread her perfect little ass cheeks wide, revealing the tight, pink rosebud that winked nervously in the low light.
"Master…" Her voice was small, but steady, eyes glassy with tears and devotion. "I'm ready for you. Please… please take me in the ass. I want to feel you everywhere."
"Take?" Delilah whispered. "You were supposed to say…"
Minne gulped. "F-fuck me in the ass, Master."
The room went still for half a heartbeat, then every girl moved at once, surrounding her like a protective circle.
I knelt behind her, cock slick and throbbing from the last round. Nala dropped beside Minne first, stroking her hair. "Breathe, baby. We've got you. Delilah, you got the lube, right?"
"Yep."
