All three girls were panting hard, catching breath. Bright red cheeks. Sweat on their brows. Delighted, devilish smiles on two faces. The face of panic then orgasm then a harsh smacking evolving a tired confusion on the third.
Miss Lena stepped back; Miss Tatiana looked with devilish desire on the once Maitresse. Bound on the pillow her restraints pulling her into an embrace. She began to unbuckle the strapon from her hips. Her desire so intense she didn't even notice the sheer weight the Mamba held.
As Miss Tatiana was unbuckling her harness, eyeing the Maitresse like a lioness hunting a gazelle Miss Lena had moved. She was walking back. She was heading back to the cabinet. She was unbuckling the strapon harness too but she was aiming for the boy first, the cabinet and its drawers of delight were beyond him and she would come to them after a little diversion.
She took the strapon from her hips, stepping out of it and holding it by the back of the strappy casement, the dildo held out from her palm. She walked straight to the boy, going down on one knee and using her free hand to release the ball gag from his mouth. Unbuckling it removing it from his mouth, away from his face and neck and discarding it completely to the side.
"Suck this bitchboy!" She pressed the dildo to his mouth, the leather straps of the harness flailing around her thin wrist as she did. Pressing it into his mouth as he was catching breath, no rest from a gag in his mouth. She shoved it in his mouth, pressing it in and out. Making him suck on it. Cough on it. Choke on it. "Taste your Maitresse bitch!" She ordered.
She then rose, leaving the strapon still in his mouth as he continued to lick and suck upon it, tasting his lover with each pass of his tongue over the glassine silicon. She continued on to the cabinet, knowing precisely what she wanted and which drawer she was looking for. Opening it fully, the item was right at the back. She could almost feeling herself coo with expectant delight and a slight flutter in her belly as she held it so Miss Tatiana could see it, being rewarded a very approving smile on her face.
It was a black dildo-gag. The gag part contained a bulbous leather ball attached to the leather strap of the gag and protruding out from it was a very tantalising six-inch dildo. She held it by the gag, holding it upright like a sword with the straps the hilt over her small hand. It had been a present she had gifted the Maitresse and boy on their last anniversary. She had very fond memories of that delightful night.
She returned to the boy, he had stopped his devotions to her strapon and was lying as helplessly pathetic as previous. She thought to chastise that he had stopped, but decided there wasn't much gain as she was going to tell him to cease anyway. She picked the harness up, then used a barefoot to push him first onto his front, eliciting a groan, then another push on to his other side and then another push until he had rolled 270o and was now on his back. His bound hands and arms beneath him, legs folded at the knee so his feet were flat on the carpet. She sat on his chest. A gasp, partly as he adjusted to the weight on his bare rib-cage and part as he felt the wetness and heat emanating from her sex directly on his skin.
Still holding the bulbous gag in her hand she reversed it now and pressed it into his mouth, "That's it boy... suck it! Get it wet and ready for us!" She ordered as she started to pull and push it in and out of his mouth. "Suck it bitch boy... get it wet for Miss Tatiana's cunt!" She forced it deep into his mouth, making him gag and choke. Removing it as he coughed and spluttered then pressing it in once more, deeper this time. A demonic smile on her face as she watched the boy struggle with the gag reflex being challenged by the dildo.
She removed it, using her free hand to pick up her strapon harness again she stood. In a moment of kindness she did offer the boy the sole of her foot to kiss; a small mercy as his red, tear-stained face pressed up to place lips on her foot.
She returned to Miss Tatiana and the bound Maitresse. Raising a foot over the bound girl to now straddle her back she took the gag by the straps in both hands. "Open, little bitchgirl, time for us to have our turns." The Maitresse dutifully obliged, expecting the strapon to return and then surprised as she realised that not only was it a gag but then that it was
that
gag.
She offered a muffled moan as her mouth adjusted to the gag. Moving her mouth to let it settle then holding it with her teeth. She knew what was going to happen; she had been on the receiving end of the dildo being shoved into her cunny with only the impetus of her boy's neck and face. She had never done it another woman before and she was trying to hold it in a manner she believed would be best.
Miss Tatiana had moved to the side of the room, she began pulling one of the sofas over towards where the table and its occupant sat in the centre of the room. She had contemplated releasing the boy, making him do this, but she simply was in too much of a hurry to get that seven inches inside her. The willpower alone was sufficient and she moved one side enough that it was now in front of the bound form of their victim, complete now with protruding dildo from her crimson face.
Propping herself over the arm of the chair, facing along the length and away from the bound Maitresse; Miss Tatiana moves a hand between her legs and begin to tease and play with her clit. Moaning instantly at the sensations it developed. Miss Lena, strapon in one hand took the girl's hair with her free hand. She pressed the girls head forward, guiding the gag's dildo attachment to Miss Tatiana's pussy. The Maitresse struggled in her bonds. Eager to be compliant. Desperate to please the dominatrices that were commanding her.
Miss Tatiana moved back also. Meeting the protruding implement and pressing herself upon it as Miss Lena directed it forward. Feeling the saliva lubricated dong slide between her moistened lips, moaning out loud with her back arching as she felt it pressing within her.
"Fuck yes!! Yes!" She moaned out loud, head pointing skyward like a wolf howling.
Miss Lena continued a back and inward movement of the Maitresse's head; letting the dildo glide in and out of Miss Tatiana's cunt. The Maitresse rocking across the pillow and the wicker table. Feeding the dong into Miss Tatiana's heavily moistened and desperate pussy.
Miss Tatiana moaned loud. Her eyes screwed shut with sheer excitement. Her whole body tingling like every cell within her was receiving tiny electrical impulses. Feeling every inch of the leather cock pushing inside again and again. Feeling her pussy walls pulsate around it. Groaning heavily.
The girl was rocking her head, pushing the dildo into Miss Tatiana's waiting cunt. Her hair and been released she was acting on pure self-will to please. An intimate personal desire to please. She wanted to make Miss Tatiana cum. She hoped she would explode just as her face was pressing the dildo to its zenith within her cunt. Her body was shuddering with desire; she had already orgasmed but she yearned another. Why couldn't that fucking boy be let free to fuck her. She was being a good girl; she was taking the punishment. She was eager to please. She was desperate to please. Why couldn't she be pleased too.
Suddenly there was a mighty muffled groan. As if a deep moan were tempered in the throat. The Maitresse suddenly felt something smashing into her own pussy. Thrusting hard within her. Driving her face and the dildo-gag hard into Miss Tatiana who howled with primordial passion.
The thrust done it for Miss Tatiana. It banged into her hard just as she was thinking to hold-hold-hold. To build the passion for the greater the orgasm. It defeated her. She lost it. She howled like with untamed passion. Her whole body felt aflame. Her cunt was more alive than she could remember; it felt like the 7inches of the leather dildo were like some massive, tremendous cock. Like she just got fucked by a horse.
She cried out in passion. Squirting heavily, urine and her ambrosia spraying the Maitresse on her red, sweat and tear-soaked face. The Maitresse wished she could taste but instead it just coated her gagged face. Her pussy was still taking a pounding. She felt it.
From his bound, prone position the boy watched. How could he not. He had moved back on to his side. Viewing all. His Mistress still bound to the wicker table. Dildo-gag strapped to her mouth as she pressed her head to-and-fro into Miss Tatiana's cunny. Miss Lena, strapon harnessed and buckled pounding the Maitresse's cunt forcing her into fucking her deeper.
Then Miss Tatiana's orgasm. Her delightful, exuberant wail of sheer passion as her body convulsed and shuddered. Cumming hard. Squirting. His Maitresse starting to moan very audibly despite the gag and Miss Lena, just fucking his Maitresse with gusto aplenty. Her hips still pounding the strapon hard and fast. Thrusting Maitresse fast hard forward with each of her pounding; the full energy pushing the dildo into Miss Tatiana's pussy again and again despite the orgasm. Inspite of the orgasm.
He lay there. His cock untouched in what seemed like hours and hours. Still ramrod straight. Twitching. Looking at the sex. Looking at his bound lover being fucked and fucking. Looking at the bare feet. Bound. Helpless. The lowest submissive.
