Saturday evening arrived, all the mucky-mucks of the Cartel were being chauffered to the event. Lots of leather and lace were worn. All the slaves were naked of course. The trustees tended to the needs of anyone who needed them, bringing them drinks and trays of finger food.

It was a warm evening with a full moon shining.

"Bring out the slaves!" Jeff, who was directing the event, ordered. I was led out of the barn by a rope that had been tied around my balls. Laura, who had been demoted back to a slave status for this event, was led out by a leash, which had clamps attached to her nipples.

Then the real shocker. Linda, who Jeff announced was the new Head Mistress led out Pat, who was naked and on her knees. Laura and I both gasped. Laura started to cry.

"Cruella has fucked up too many times," Jenn said backing her brother. "She has been busted down to her former slave status. She is now known as slave patty."

One of the men from Thailand wasted no time. He grabbed Pat by the hair and forced her to open her mouth by squeezing her jaws. Then he jammed his cock into her mouth.

But she was not alone. A man from Germany plunged his cock down my throat, gagging me. He fucked my mouth rapidly until he exploded. "Drink it all boy!"

Out of the corner of my eye I saw Laura sucking a pussy, which I am sure she enjoyed. I was dragged around by my balls, sucking off pussies and cocks one after another. Laura and Pat were doing the same thing.

One of the pussies was Jenns. She then bent me over and fucked me in the ass with her strap-on. Then she led me over where her submissive husband was tied upright to a post. "Suck him off, he hasn't cum for a month." While I took his cock in my mouth she began whipping me. She held me by my hair, "You keep getting whipped until he cums!" I heard two men who were making a wager of how long it would take me to suck the hubby off.

I heard Jeff's booming voice. "Ladies and gentleman, it's time for the main event of the evening." I was led by my balls to a small step-stool and forced to bend over it. Laura was placed in the same position, she was sobbing; It sounded like Pat was crying as well. Jeff reminded us that if either one of us does not go through with it, that we both would be on our way to Calcutta in the morning.

"Wilbur, bring out Caesar and Brutis!" The two German Shepards panted and barked. A cheer rose from the crowd as one of them mounted me. Somebody parted my butt-cheeks and the dog's instinct took it from there. He pumped his cock repeatedly into my exposed ass. Being butt-fucked by a hound was most humiliating. especially in front of a crowd.

Then I heard Laura shrieking. Pat yelled, "Stop it!" Then I heard Jeff. "Shut up slave!" Then I heard a hard slap and a flop to the ground.

I felt utterly violated as Caesar came in my ass. Laura was blubbering, "PLEASE STOP!"...."Oh we'll stop slut, as soon as Brutis comes, which was soon. In an act of utter degradation, Jeff forced Pat to suck the dogs' cum out of both our asses.

When the night was over I was led back to the barn. Jenn told me that I would have some company tonight. After I was led to my stall, Laura was also led to one, her old one. Then slave patty was led in and given one of the other stalls.

Good night slaves.