This chapter is part of a continuing story. Although some chapters may stand on their own, for proper character development and story line intensity, this series is a continuous story and should be read as such.
Watching Rita, I could see yet another fun time for me as voyeur was beginning. I got James' attention. We perched ourselves on the desk for another "popcorn moment."
Rita was a Domme at heart. Sure, she was a switch, so she had submissive moments, too. But she seemed to have more fun in the Domme position. It was fun to watch her in action. She wasn't likely to take prisoners. She was more the shoot first, and ask questions later type of person.
We watched as the slut had her face buried between Rita's legs. I could see that Rita was enjoying the slut's face, too. But, any false move, or even a hint of one and Rita would be quick to press one of those buttons on that remote. I knew that, and James knew that. But, the most interesting question was did the slut know that?
I saw Lucy come in from the corner of my eye. She pulled one of the chairs up and put it right behind the slut and sat there. Lucy's lovely naked body was so appealing. Also a switch, she was more in tune with the submissive side of her personality. Sure, Lucy could hold her own as the Domme, but I could see her submissive soul, when I looked into her eyes.
Lucy sat there, her legs pulled up to her chest and spread wide. She played with herself, as she watched Rita use the slut. I'm sure Lucy's view was an interesting one. Being closer, she could not only see, but also hear the slut licking and slurping at Rita's pussy. And, she could hear Rita moaning in her pleasure.
When Rita's eyes were open, they locked with Lucy's, as if they were sharing something James and I didn't understand. I first noticed that when I was fucking Lucy's ass. She and Rita were looking into each other's eyes the whole time. And, when they kissed, it was like the heat from their lips caused Lucy's whole body to heat up.
Yes, they are also bisexual. A more perfect couple of women you wouldn't find. James was a lucky man. But, the girls were lucky, too. Some Doms can be controlling assholes and wouldn't allow the two women to share themselves, when he wasn't around. But, there's not a jealous bone in his body. I guess James is a lot like me. Share what you have with others, and they will share what they have with you. It's a perfect phrase, but with the right people, it means exactly what it says.
Rita seemed bored with the position she was in and adjusted herself in the chair. But, the whole time, she kept a tight hold on the fuck toy's hair, keeping her face between her legs. Rita ended up with her legs locked around the slut's back, tightly holding her body within her legs. It was also more of a show for James and I, because when the slut's tongue found a special spot, Rita's legs twitched.
The look on Rita's face changed, for a second. She let go of the slut's hair with one hand and picked up the remote. She tossed the remote over to Lucy. Rita then moved her hand back and grabbed a handful of the slut's hair. Lucy giggled when she saw the remote coming her way. When she caught it, she looked over at Rita and smiled. "A tag team, Rita?"
"Yeah, sweetie. You control her for me, and I'll control her for you."
Lucy nodded her head. "OK, that sounds good to me."
Lucy sat up in the chair and took control. "OK, bitch, I've got the controls, now. Yep, it's Domme Lucy. You remember me, don't you? I know what you can do with that tongue. Now, I want you to show Rita what you can do. Do you hear me?"
Everybody waited for some gesture or movement that the slut understood, but nothing was obvious. Lucy didn't want to wait. "Rita, let her come up for air. Your legs are clamping down on her head and covering her ears. She can't hear me."
Rita relaxed her iron leg grip, and Lucy asked again, "Bitch, I know you remember me. I came on your face a little while ago. Well, bitch, I have the remote now, and so I'm in control. I know your tongue can make Rita happy, so do it. Do you understand?"
The slut was gasping for air. After all, she had been breathing Rita's aromas for the last few minutes. Her face was glistening with Rita's juices. "Yes, Mistress, I understand."
