I knelt at Miss Pamela's feet, my trapped cock straining against the cage, My lips mere inches from her glorious red thatch. The scent of her arousal drove me crazy, but she had forbidden me from touching her in any way. I was crazed with desire to taste her, to dive tongue first into the pussy I adored. I had pretty much forgotten that Deisree was due to arrive soon when Miss Pamela broke my reverie.
"Go peek through the eyepiece on the door."
I rose stiffly and walked to the door. When I looked through the hole, I saw Desiree standing by the railing looking at her watch.
She looked wonderful in a flowered sundress, with high heeled sandals, carrying a rattan purse, wearing flattering sunglasses, with her hair freshly washed and curling seductively onto her shoulders.
She looked even more beautiful than she had in the store. It was obvious that she was waiting for the chance to knock on the door at precisely six.
"She's standing outside, waiting to be punctual, Miss Pamela."
"Lovely. Go, open the wine. Two glasses."
I went to the kitchen, got a bottle of chilled Chardonnay from the fridge and set out two glasses on the counter. Obviously I would be getting none.
Miss Pamela consulted her watch.
"Wait by the door, Tommy. If she can be perfectly punctual, we can be ready for her."
I was barely conscious of being naked except for the cage on my cock, Deisree had seen me almost naked already and knew I was Miss Pamela's slave. I stood one step from the door handle ready to welcome her.
When her knuckles rapped on the door, I snatched it open immediately. She reacted with a surprised laugh.
"Hello, Tommy."
"Hi Desiree. Welcome, you look amazing."
"Thank you."
Miss Pamela called out, "Welcome, my dear come in and have a seat." She patted the couch next to her.
Desiree had a small duffle that I hadn't noticed through the peephole.
"Tommy bring us some wine."
"Yes Miss Pamela."
I poured two glasses and brought them to the women, setting the glasses on the coffee table before them. Then I stepped back and knelt at the end of the table.
"No wine for Tommy?"
"He's happy to serve us, aren't you?"
"Yes, Miss Pamela."
"I see you're still wearing your chastity cage, is it fitting properly?"
"Yes, it fits fine unless I start to get hard."
"That is the point, isn't it?" Desiree raised an ironic eyebrow.
Miss Pamela laughed while tossing an approving look toward our guest.
"Why don't you check the fit, my dear." Miss Pamela flipped an arch look Desiree's way. Stand up so she can get a good look, Tommy."
I rose and stepped close to Desiree, adopted my presentation posture and waited for her to examine me. She blushed but took hold of the hardware and my balls. She manipulated it and examined how it shifted. Of course, I attempted to erect from the attention.
"Perhaps you should remove it and examine the tissue. Here's the key." She handed it to her.
Desiree appeared a bit uncomfortable at first as she fumbled a bit with the lock but gained confidence once she had it open. She slipped the lock off, then gently separated the cage tube from the retaining ring. Then she slipped it off my cock and fished my balls through the ring. The freedom felt exquisite after hours of imprisonment, particularly when she cupped my balls and stretched my cock out. I knew it wouldn't take much to make me cum and I strove mightily to control myself.
Miss Pamela was delighted by the show we were putting on.
"I bet you'd like to cum for her. Wouldn't you, Tommy?"
"Yes, please." I looked plaintively from one of them to the other.
"He's in your hands, Desiree."
She considered her options for a moment, looked into my eyes and smiled wickedly, "I think he needs to wait, show me how much he really wants to please me first."
"Lovely. You delight me, little one. Tommy, you will control yourself for our pleasure if you wish to cum for us later."
"Yes Miss Pamela."
Desiree delivered a harsh squeeze to my balls that buckled my knees and pulled me to the carpet at her feet.
"You need to earn it, bitch."
"Yes, Miss Desiree, how could I earn your mercy."
"I'd like to cum first." She turned on her heel and strode back to her seat on the couch and beckoned me to kneel before her. I followed eagerly, shuffling to her on my knees. She spread her legs and raised the hem of her sun dress to expose her lovely hairless vulva. I couldn't resist the beautiful sight of her exquisite, wrinkled labia and put my lips to work, kissing her lovingly before extending my tongue to separate her curtains. I couldn't believe I was getting to taste this glorious pussy I'd been thinking about since I first saw her.
She leaned back contentedly as I feasted on her glorious pussy. I savored her enchanting aroma and delicious flavor as I spread her open and delved into her hot sweet tunnel. When I found her clit, it was already beginning to emerge from under its hood.
She moaned happily and stroked my head as I punished her little boatman with my tongue and sucked it with my pursed lips. She came quickly, powerfully and flooded my mouth with her precious nectar which I greedily swallowed, adoring this gift of her passion. She sagged back giving a couple of final happy quakes before I removed my mouth after a tender kiss.
"That was wonderful, Tommy, you have serious skills."
"His mouth is lovely."
"Miss Pamela, I took the liberty of bringing some toys that might be fun for you. I hope it wasn't presumptuous."
"Of course not, my dear. What do you have?'
She opened her duffle and fished out two pairs of clover clamps connected by chains. She followed those with a set of graduated size butt plugs, and finally she broke out a strap on rig fitted with a large, realistic phallus.
"Did you hope we might use them tonight?"
"It seemed like I shouldn't come empty handed, and I thought these toys could enhance the after-dinner activities."
"Did you think we could use them on Tommy, or that I might use them on you?"
"Yes." She grinned mischievously and batted her eyes in a classic BLINK BLINK seductive gesture.
"Lovely."
The delicious food got eaten, but sexual tension was the main course. It seemed that we couldn't get back to Miss Pamela's quickly enough. As soon as we were inside, she took Desiree in her arms and kissed her deeply.
"Why don't you slip out of your pretty dress, I'm eager to see your lovely body, my dear."
Desiree quickly stripped and stood proudly before Miss Pamela. Her body was perfect. She was tall and slim with a tight ass, tight almost six pack abs, and small but beautifully shaped breasts sporting delectable, conical aureoles with pencil eraser nipples standing out proudly at the tips. Her long legs were lithely muscled and made me ache to caress them.
Miss Pamela instructed her to assume the proper presentation pose and circled her, inspecting and touching her thoroughly. She paid particular attention to the predictable places, fondling her tits, cupping her taut buttocks before dipping a finger into her crack and slipping a fingertip into her puckered star. She spent the most time inspecting her sex. She pulled her labia apart to open her pink slit and expose her prominent clit which she rubbed until Desiree moaned with arousal.
"She's lovely, don't you think, Tommy?"
"Gorgeous, Miss Pamela. "
"Did you enjoy worshipping her earlier?"
"Very much, Miss Pamela. She's delicious."
