If you haven't read the first two, start there. They aren't long. You will probably not get through all three unless you are really very horny.
When Kelly awoke in the morning, tangled in her hotel sheets, she ran her hands down her clean, naked skin. For a minute, she regretted having washed herself clean last night. She wanted to feel dirty and to still smell the stickiness and the sex on her body.
Her phone buzzed. She picked it up off the bedside table. It was Rob, and he'd texted her a still frame from the video he'd taken. In it, she is looking back over her shoulder, her lips parted, her hair wild, the vibe pressed inside her gaping cunt.
"Morning, cunt."
Another photo, this one a close up of her cunt, ringed with the clothespins, red and wet and swollen.
"Don't touch our cunt."
"No, sir, I won't."
"Good. Stay in your room. There's something arriving at eleven. Don't get dressed. Someone will knock. Answer it naked."
"Yes. sir."
"You will be tested."
"I will be good, sir."
She answered the door. It was the woman from the sex shop, accompanied by another, younger woman who was wearing a very sheer, white slip dress with nothing underneath. Kelly gaped at her. She was in her 20s, very beautiful, with long dark hair and an amazing body. Her very large and full but clearly natural breasts stretched the thin fabric so she could see the texture of her hard nipples poking through. Kelly looked into her eyes and she looked down.
"Hello, slut," said the woman from the sex shop and led the other woman in. "This is Tamara. She is also a slave. Not mine, but I've borrowed her because your masters want to use her to teach you a few things." She walked over to the dresser and put down a bag, then started unpacking it and laying out items. There were ties, floggers, lube, clamps, an anal plug, various vibrators, and double strap on.
"Kelly, your masters think you are a bit of a switch. Do you know what that means?"
"That I like to be dominated, but sometimes, I also like to dominate?"
"Very good. And so, Tamara here. You are going to practice on her."
"Miss, may I start now or do I need further instructions?" Kelly was already so wet at the thought. She looked at Tamara and felt an intense desire to make her feel things, good and bad. It was almost like she wanted to devour her. She'd never been turned on by a woman before, but this woman, with her bowed head and her pendulous breasts, provided to her like a gift on a platter...she was hungry for her.
"One minute. I am setting up this video conferencing, because your masters want to watch you work. Okay, now, I'll just sit here and she is all yours. If you'd like help with ties, I will assist. That you need to learn."
"I don't know if I will need them. I think I can make her obey me at will, without restraining her. At least, I would like to try." Kelly imagined having a toy of her own, laid out with her legs and arms spread, not moving them even as she would want to, just because of the strength of her own dominance.
Tamara looked up and looked into Kelly's eyes. Kelly approached her. She slipped the straps of her dress off her shoulders and pulled the top of her dress down over her breasts. "Mmm, these are beautiful." Kelly caressed them with both hands, first gently, then harder, tugging at her rock hard nipples. Tamara let out a little moan. Kelly pulled her closer and kissed her on her full lips.
"Those lips are going to suck my cunt in a bit, whore. Would you like that?"
"Yes, mistress." Hearing herself called "mistress" sent a jolt through Kelly's body.