“Perfect. Now…” He pointed the other chair to Kitty who turned it around so that she could rest her back against it. “You offended our guest and I want you to apologize by licking her pussy.”
Kitty raised a surprised eyebrow at Evan amazed at how fast he was learning. Annabelle’s reaction was expected, of course.
“N-no… Ma’am, please, I never even kissed a woman.”
“You will learn. I saw how you were checking me out earlier, I bet you’d love tasting my pussy. Unless that is a ‘red’?” Kitty pulled her by the hair without any display of mercy in her amber eyes.
“N-no but…”
“Then do it.” Evan said and whacked the seemingly light wood against her cunt. Annabelle grunted, getting louder as the level of pain increased.
“Yes, sir.” She whimpered and placed her lips clumsily feding Kitty’s exposed clit, kissing it slightly. Probably it was the first time in her life when she sounded so humble and small. “Ma’am, I am not sure how to do it, can you guide me?”
Without any further words Kitty raised her hips and shoved her crotch against Annabelle’s face. Her mound had a neatly trimmed strip of shiny black pubic hair. The pet stroked it with her nose as she trembled and started licking the luscious cunt lips and the big clit. Evan spent some time marveling at his wife’s actions, convinced that he was dreaming. He was gently rubbing her pussy and ass with the paddle spreading the juices to her puckering rosebud. Meanwhile she was suffocating with how spicy and hot her Mistress’s pussy felt on her breath. At first she explored it with hesitant movements of her tongue, sliding against the slit, quite pleased that this magnificent woman was equally aroused by their shared experience. The knowledge of that and the harsh way in which Evan beat her body, exploring her threshold of pain made her work harder. Every now and then Kitty would give her newly found apprentice some hints such as how to hold the paddle and that the hurt would be much greater if he started with softer blows.
Annabelle twirled her tongue inside Kitty’s love tunnel and started fucking her with it, entranced by the taste of her juices. The sense of pride and purpose as the domineering woman let out a load moan and squeezed her head with her thighs enhanced that weird desire to serve. She didn’t even try to protest that much when Evan stopped with the paddling for a moment to slide a finger up her asshole using the natural lube that exuded from her pussy. Kitty was fucking Annabelle’s face and the latter one enthusiastically rubbed her nose against the exposed clit and the wet pubic hair. A mischievous thought ran through her mind due to the proximity of her fingers to Kitty’s asshole. But she was in enough trouble already and just kept licking and sucking the pungent secretions. The sensual moans reverberating against the brick walls of their apartment served as another motivator for Annabelle. Now that her eyes were practically pressed against the solid flesh the woman became so much more aware of the other senses that she usually disregarded. How sensitive her skin was, how much the sound affected her and how readily available she felt when the visual aspect of the world faded into darkness.
The sudden rough intrusion of a solid object, much larger than a finger made her still her movements. The muscles of her backside stiffened. It was soft material that extended her anal ring and entered slowly inch by inch. However, Annabelle was way too tense and her tight hole wasn’t loose enough so he’d put it in. Evan slapped her ass again and ordered her to relax. She moaned against Kitty and kept the humming till the other woman squeezed her head so tightly she threatened to break her neck.
“Oh, fuck, yes, make your Mistress cum, little pet!” She snarled and placed her feet on Annabelle’s back pushing her further. The brunette was about to practically drown the other woman with the orgasm building up inside her. The pet did every trick she could think of, everything that worked for her to make Kitty get out of this world with pleasure. While she was so busy with it, sucking and licking in spite of the lack of oxygen, Annabelle didn’t even realize that Evan pushed the butt plug all the way inside her lubed up hole. The small jewelery at the base of it gleamed like a small trophy.
Kitty had been playful, sassy and seductive the whole evening, never truly letting the passion consume her. However now she gave free reign of her naturally wild heart and howled. It was time to enjoy that treat, to have that proud woman right where she wanted her, to lead her into deeper submission. She pushed her outer lips apart and ordered Annabelle to use her fingers. Evan moved his hips forward teasing his wife’s pussy with the bellend, almost ready to give her what she needed and then withdrawing it. He placed his palm on the small of her back keeping her pinned to the chair.
Kitty’s body was ravaged by the powerful orgasm caused by one very proud sub woman. As she started to squirt at Annabelle’s mouth Evan had to move both his hands to her shoulders to keep her from falling over. Her howl of a bitch in heat was loud enough to cause a few complaints and shatter the window panes. For a few longer minutes she truly seemed possessed, with her pupils dilated to the point her eyes seemed black. Kitty dragged her long nails down his chest as the forgotten Annabelle squirmed between her tightly pressed legs. It took her some time before the orgasm subsided and she released the grasp leaning back with a satisfied sigh. Then her eyes turned to Annabelle who was coughing violently wincing each time the air hit her exhausted lungs. Her face’s color matched perfectly well that of her finely bruised ass.
Kitty smirked and pulled her up by the hair giving her a long, wet kiss. Annabelle responded with enthusiasm and sucked her tongue slurping on Kitty’s juices. When they broke the kiss Kitty got up pushing the woman away with dismissive air.
“Lead her to the staircase.” The stranger walked as gracefully as if she hadn’t experienced such a mind blowing orgasm. But Annabelle couldn’t enjoy the elegant gait for too long. Evan was developing and appetite for pulling his wife’s hair. He forced her on her feet using her tousled ponytail and dragged her at the direction Kitty pointed. She didn’t protest and just shuffled her feet after him moaning at each sting of her scalp. Their guest was already waiting for them holding a pair of silver cuffs. She put the restraints on Annabelle’s wrists and bound them to one of the metal diagonal rods at the rails. The device bit at her tender skin weighing down on her slender hands. These were the real deal, solid police handcuffs, nothing like the pink fluffed toys she often saw at websites she’d officially deny to have visited. Evan stroked her ankles and kept them apart attaching a spreader bar to her legs. Now she was completely helpless in any sense of the word. No matter how uncomfortable the position was, with her arms bent over behind her head, the arousal that hit her was immense.
“Damn, she looks good like this. I should have her meet me like this when I come home from work.” Evan grinned and held Kitty by the waist. She had undone the last buttons of his shirt and now her large breasts were on display in all of their glory, with those large brown nipples. The sight made Annabelle’s mouth water with lust, especially when Kitty started stroking her husband’s still hard and slippery cock. Her heart froze when she saw the whip Evan held in his hand. It had long black leather tendrils. Annabelle heard Kitty say something to him as he extended his hand but the poor thing was too shocked to comprehend the exact words. Kitty corrected his grasp of the whip and encouraged him to give it a try. He raised his wrist and Annabelle screamed when the flogger left several red marks all over her tits. She sobbed out loud curling her toes on the floor, shaken by the intense pain. Her small frame writhed in agony as he cracked the tendrils against her sore skin. As he took a small step back to enjoy his work Annabelle opened her eyes and saw Kitty squatting next to her husband, licking his wet cock and sucking his head. The pain and ecstasy once again had a meeting in her confused mind. That flogger hurt like hell and the worst was that it made her slit contract tighter. The lust was unbearable, the sight of Evan being pleasured by another woman made her cry. How could she not cum just at looking at them as her chest was burning?
Evan reached for her pussy and spa
nked it a few times, still with that indifferent expression. He rubbed her clit and uttered with condescending tone.
“What a pain slut you are. My own filthy whore.”
That was the breaking point. The emotional games that lasted all evening, the manipulation of her body through pleasure and pain, the complete confusion and need to find release proved to be too much. Annabelle burst in tears and screamed.
“Please, stop it, stop it! Red!” She was yelling her safeword and crying in genuine misery, losing idea of who she was. That was also the moment when the old guilt shattered Evan’s dominant persona and he froze in fear. What if they pushed too far?
In the next moment the cruel cuffs and spreader bar were taken off and Kitty gathered Annabelle’s small body in her arms. She sat at the foot of the stairs holding her in surprisingly tender manner whispering soft words in her ear, reassuring her it was all over. Evan tried to approach his wife but Kitty just shook her head and whispered “Let me handle this”.
Annabelle was shocked at how sweet Kitty was out of the blue. She was kissing all over her face and stroking her back, massaging her cold skin. Was that genuine care or just another one from the collection of masks that the strange woman hid up her sleeve. In any case Annabelle didn’t care due to her desperate need of affection. She leaned against Kitty’s chest and sobbed till she was too exhausted.
“Tell me what went wrong, Annabelle?” Kitty uttered gently and placed her pet’s head at her lap. She moved her hair from her face and began to stroke it gently. “What did we do that you hated? I could tell that you loved everything. It was obvious by that look in your eyes, you were glowing. Don’t tell me that it wasn’t your best experience.”
“N-no.” Annabelle was too broken to lie or try to use her usual defenses. “I loved it too much, so much that it scared me.” She shut her eyes pressing her face at Kitty’s comforting lap. “But I love him more and if we continue these sex games he’ll end up thinking of me as nothing but some sex toy or a whore. I’ll be just… insignificant and he will lose any respect for me. Just like that night when I… And you look so perfect for him, a woman like you would know how to keep him happy. You suit him better. I don’t want to turn into a fuck doll that you two will use when you’re bored…”
Evan knelt by the two women after Kitty gave him a silent nod and looked at her with tender expression, nothing like the cold mask from earlier. He placed his hands on her cheek and whispered to her.
“Is that why you behaved like this?” When she nodded Evan just chuckled and kissed her on the lips. “You’re awfully ignorant sometimes, sweetheart. If you only had told me how you felt… Listen now. I love you, stubborn bitch. Nobody will ever replace you.” He lifted her shaking body and hugged her. “You’ll be my wife and partner at day and my filthy whore by night. We will figure out the rest as we go along with it. Okay?”
“So you forgive me?” She wiped her nose looking at him hopefully. None of them noticed Kitty’s satisfied expression as she leaned back on the stairs to watch them. Evan didn’t say a word and just kissed her deeper till her bruised body stopped convulsing.
“Now…” Kitty interrupted them with a slight cough. “I think our pet has been great tonight and deserves a reward.” She kissed Annabelle’s shoulder and rubbed her sore nipples. “Do you want us to go on, little girl? You don’t have to if it was too much for you.”
Annabelle turned to her with light in her eyes. Her face was still puffy and soaked because of her crying spell but there was something utterly different. As she spoke there was no sign of insecurity in her voice. “Please, ma’am… I need to continue.” She gathered her wrists and brought them together to Evan. She pointed to the handcuffs that were dropped on the floor and smiled suggestively. He looked at Kitty who gave him a reassuring smile. Her long arms were wrapped around Annabelle’s waist and she caressed her tits very slowly extracting soft moans.
“I think there is a perfect way to finish that perfect evening.” Kitty moved Annabelle out of her lap and kissed the top of her head leaving Evan turned his wife around to lock the cuffs on her back. She watched the young couple with the corner of her eye, not quite sure if she was proud with their advance or with her role in it. Kitty shrugged and went through the items at her bag before her fingers found what she was looking for. In other circumstances the Mistress would have made the pet take care of attaching the straps to her hips and tie them tightly enough. However, Annabelle was already overwhelmed with new experiences and in all honesty Kitty wanted to give her that last surprise.
Evan gasped as he saw the eight inch black dildo hanging between their guest’s curvy thighs. It looked anatomically realistic, with protruded veins and heavy testicles. The length wasn’t larger than his cock and yet he was sure that his wife would be feeling ripped very soon. Annabelle didn’t seem worried though. She kissed his lips and went down on her knees before Kitty taking the tip of the artificial penis in her mouth. The expression in her eyes spoke more than a thousand words.
All of them were fully silent as they climbed the stairs, lost in the ritual and sensuality now that all awkwardness and doubts were gone. It was as if the three of them had turned into one entity that didn’t need verbal communication and just moved gracefully to the mutual pleasure. Evan sat on the bed and pulled Annabelle on top of him. He stroked the jewel peeking out of her ass and pulled the plug out slowly getting over the resistance of the tight muscle. Kitty kept on kissing her lips, distracting her as Annabelle pushed Evan’s tip against her gaping hole frowning a bit with the pain. The small blonde gasped and pressed her forehead to that of the Mistress. She squeezed her fingers behind her back, getting used to the ache in her body and the cuffs, and moaned as the shaft slid inside her. Kitty pinched her nipples harshly causing the woman to yell out albeit with a smile of pleasure on her face. Their pet dug her heels at the bed and used all the strength of her lower body to bury his inches inside. Annabelle let out a scream when his entire cock filled her completely and pounded his heavy testicles against her still tender pussy.
“I’ll fill your ass with cum!” He grunted and just at that moment Kitty slipped the head of her ‘cock’ in Annabelle’s cunt impaling her inch by inch. She rubbed the woman’s clit as she was extending her love canal and leaned forward to cruelly bite her nipple. One very happy Annabelle rolled her eyes to the back of her head and shrieked as Evan raised his hips and started fucking her.
“Oh, yes, please, fuck me, sir, ma’am! Fuck my tight ass and pussy, oh, yes, I’m yours!” Kitty smirked at that loud exclamation. Evan was way too lost in the pleasure of her silk soft yet tight muscles wrapping around him in attempt to milk him. Kitty twisted Annabelle’s nipples and closed her own hips around the blonde. She started fucking her hard and Evan sensed the strap on with built in buzzing function through the thin wall between Annabelle’s ass and pussy. The latter one was jerking between them hissing with the pain of her tortured nipples. Her clit was throbbing with need but she was unable to touch herself, which made her cry with frustration. Gradually the two people fucking her found the perfect rhythm together. Kitty was pounding her deep and hard and pulled out every now and then searching for her G-spot. Annabelle felt like both their pleasure toy and center of the universe at that moment. She leaned her cold, sweaty body on top of her husband and squashed his assaulting dick so hard that he grunted loudly smacking her sore ass.
“Please, let me cum, I can’t last… Please, please.” Annabelle seemed to take joy in that begging part. Kitty didn’t disappoint and smacked her clit making her yelp. It took her that much and as she pressed her ass around her husband’s cock Annabelle finally gave in to the powerful orgasm that was being built up in her during the entire night. Her body stiffened and she tossed her hair back on his shoulder. She let out a high pitched squeal and gave in to the climax that seemed to blow her entire previous self to smithereens. Annabelle came hard on Kitty’s toy cock, almost squirting her juices. In that blurred state of post orga
sm the pleasured woman heard Evan order firmly.
“On your knees, I want to cum on your face.” It seemed as if she was dreaming while Kitty pulled out out of her leaving her empty. The other woman helped her to assume the position since her own limbs were unable to move. Annabelle turned her peaceful green eyes up to see Evan stroking his cock and slapping it against her face. She stuck her tongue out and beamed with pride at his grunts when he finally released week-worth load all over her skin, officially claiming her. Last thing Annabelle remembered before she fell in a slumber was how Kitty was kissing her and lapping the cum off her face. The two women’s tongues swirled in their mouths as they shared the treat. Kitty gathered everything on her pet’s face and fed her generously.
***
Half an hour later Evan was rubbing Annabelle’s sore ass cheeks with aloe vera lotion according to Kitty’s instructions. She was leaning on her hip next to them watching with impenetrable expression while he was giving his wife the aftercare her spent body would need.
“Make sure to spend as much time with her tomorrow. She’d need your reassurance and support apart from physical care. Show her how much you appreciate her submission.” Kitty gave him understanding smile. “Don’t fool yourself, a night of kink won’t solve all of your problems. You both need to take effort to make it work. But at least now you know what you were doing wrong before.”
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