Faith looked at the brothers, ‘You have one hour, gentlemen, if Max has pleasured either of you, then I shall leave here and send compensation for bothering you. But if you fail to make her pleasure you, then you will tell me what I want to know or I will claim your slave. Are we agreed?’

‘We are,’ Phillip replied without consulting his brother.

Faith nodded, then turned and without looking at either her slave or the men, she left the room.

Phillip stood with his arms crossed and watched as his younger brother approached Max. Stuart grabbed her hair and yanked her head back, ‘Why don’t you just suck me now and save yourself the pain?’

Phillip laughed, ‘The whore isn’t afraid of pain.’ He studied her for a moment and then walked to the harness and the slave still restrained within it. He made sure that Max was watching as he approached the winch and slowly turned it, lowering the oriental slave onto the candle flames. The slave screamed as the flames tickled the most sensitive areas of her flesh.

‘This is what I’m going to do to you in a moment,’ he announced and then raised the winch again, securing the slave once more at a height several inches above the flames. He moved round to stand between her legs and slowly peeled off the hot wax that Faith had dripped on her arse. The slave gasped and quivered and then cried out as his fingers probed her cunt. His other hand slowly twisted the butt plug and a few moments later the slave screamed as she climaxed. Wiping his wet fingers across her arse, Phillip moved round to speak to Max again. ‘Do you ejaculate when you come?’

Max stared up at him in silence.

‘Your Mistress has forbidden you from pleasuring us – not from answering my questions.’ He studied her a moment and then asked again, ‘Do you ejaculate when you come?’

‘Sometimes, Master,’

Stuart was surprised to hear her call his brother Master but Phillip had expected nothing less from the slave.

‘How often?’ Phillip asked.

‘Not very often, Master.’

‘It takes a lot to make you squirt?’

‘Yes, Master, it does.’

‘I can make any woman squirt. I’m renowned for it,’ he announced, ‘I’ll make you squirt – I’ll pleasure you like you can’t believe, I’ll give you the release you crave – all you have to do is pleasure us.’

‘I won’t.’

‘Not even if I give you my word that we won’t tell your Mistress?’ he asked, clearly enjoying the challenge. ‘I will give you my word, right here and now, that I will lie to your Mistress and tell her that you didn’t pleasure us.’

‘No.’

‘Then you will suffer.’

‘Yes, Master, I will.’

Phillip stared at her in silence for several minutes before Stuart could take it no longer. ‘We’re wasting time.’

‘You should savour a slave like this – they come along once in a lifetime.’

‘A slave is a slave,’ Stuart announced harshly and grabbed Max by the hair again, pulling her to her feet. He quickly released the oriental slave from the device and then he and his brother secured Max into it, face down. He wasted no time in invading her and slid into her tight cunt, groaning at the resistance. Phillip stood by her head, gently stroking her hair, ‘You must excuse my brother, he has no finesse.’