"Three-quarters already? Good to see you two are keeping to your reputation."

Erin and Bec looked up and saw their friend Kelly walking towards them. Unlike their first weeks in the hucow stable, neither felt embarrassed at being seen like this by her. She was not one of the floor staff, but still occasionally took the time during her lunch break to visit them. Erin had described to her what her new job was like, but she still wanted to see for herself.

She looked at Bec.

"I heard you've been almost always naked since taking this job, even outside of work. What's that been like?"

Bec tried to form a response, telling her that she had agreed to Matt's "order" that she was only to be clothed in public, but the feeding plug rendered any response indecipherable.

Kelly quickly realised her mistake.

"Shit, sorry; brain fart.  Forgot you can't respond. I'll come over later when you're off work and we can talk."

"And now we move to lot 121: a lovely set of twin sisters! They have been trained by our expert team and stand ready to serve your every need."

As the auctioneer spoke, Erin and Bec walked forward to the edge of the stage and assumed the display pose their trainers had drilled into them. They each stared forward with a neutral expression as the bidders looked them over. The twins' dyed-blonde hair had been stled in exactly the same way, and their makeup had been carefully applied so it matched as well. The only means of telling them apart were the numbers on the tags attached to their collars, and the lesser muscle definition on Bec's body. The training regime had been particularly hard on Bec, who had been subjected to additional training to shape her body to a state cloer to that of her sister.

"Exquisite, aren't they? I'll open the bidding at 7000; do I hear 7500?"

After several minutes of being subjected to the full power of the wand, Bec's exclamations have become less and less coherent as she approaches her limit. Beside her Allison's skill with her tongue is bringing Erin closer to hers as well.