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still did not speak.
    “I’ve decided to make you my
director of entertainments. When you were a lady, you always liked games. Now
it’s your job. When I entertain men after dinner, you are going to organize the
entertainment. You remember when all the slaves at Lord Hoffman’s party were
masked and we had to try to guess who you were? Gentlemen are still talking
about that game. I want you to organize entertainments that are just as
memorable. They don’t have to be games. They can be shows or reviews. Whatever
you think will be fun. My only requirement is that you organize something more
than the typical offering of a buffet of slaves.”
    Irene smiled happily. She was
going to get laid again. She could hardly wait.
    “There’s only one stipulation.”
    She raised an eyebrow.
    “You’re not to make yourself
available to the guests. The other slaves service the guests. Not you. You’re
the referee, not a player. You’re the playwright, not one of the actors.”
    Irene’s heart sank in her chest.
She was never going to have a man’s cock inside her. Not as long as Lord Snow
had his way. And a slave’s owner always had his way.
    He was the cruelest man on earth.
    “You will not be naked at the
entertainments. I’ll supply you with a costume that will make your status
clear.”
    A chastity belt, most likely , she thought.
    “Do you have any questions?”
    “What about Nickel?” she asked.
    “That doesn’t change. She’s still
my whiphand . She still maintains order in the kennel
on my behalf. You’ll continue to obey her as you would obey me.”
    I’ll continue to keep licking her cunt every day, Irene thought.
She was sure that Lord Snow didn’t know about that duty. She wondered if he
would care. He didn’t want her getting fucked by men, but getting on her knees
and licking a woman’s cunt was a whole different affair. He probably wouldn’t
bat an eyelash.
    Except that, if he were to see for
himself the former wife of a lord administering such a humiliating service,
he’d probably have to drag three slaves into the pleasure room and make them
squeal in delight all afternoon to quench his lust.
    “She’ll help you manage the other
slaves. If any slave disobeys you or fails to perform to your standards, you
may either punish her yourself or ask Nickel to discipline her.”
    “What If I need something? Masks
or dice or dildos?”
    “The kennel service will provide
supplies for the games. They’ll have requisition forms. When you need
something, fill one out and give it to your kennelman .”
    Irene had no more questions.
    “Okay. Your first entertainment will
be on Saturday. Do you think you can organize something by then?”
    That was four days from today. “I
will.”
    “Good. Now go tell Nickel that I
want to see her.”
    Irene found Nickel in her cell.
“Lord Snow wants to see you in the pleasure room.”
    “Me?” She looked shocked. “Have
you got him all riled up again?”
    Nickel was remembering the
previous two times that Lord Snow had spoken with Irene in the pleasure room.
After both times, he had demanded that slaves rush to him and slake his ardor
with an hour of enthusiastic service as soon as Irene left. Nickel would be far
less likely than the other slaves to enjoy that duty. “I don’t know. He’s
waiting.”
    Nickel hurried to attend to her
duties, whatever they might be today.
    Irene needed to think of an
entertainment for Saturday evening. She found Cherry sitting alone in the
kitchen.
    She sat across from her. “You’ve
been at more entertainments than me. Tell me about them.”
    “What’s to tell?” Cherry asked.
“They’re all about the same. You get led into the billiard room with the other
slaves. The gentlemen fuck you however they like. You do what they say and keep
it up until they get tired. You get led back to the kennel.”
    “Have you ever been in any
entertainments that were different? That stood out in any way?”
    “Not really.”
    “Do you