The first half of the following week was quiet. We did what we normally did at work and exchanged a quick call at night. That all changed on Wednesday. At about 6pm Danica sent me a text that read 'Plug in now, I'll call you later.' I knew she meant insert a butt plug. At 9pm she sent another text, 'naked and ready for my skype in 5 mins. Also, next size plug ready.'
I set up so I could be seen while I knelt with my hands on my head. After a couple of minutes Danica dialled in. I didn't recognise the location so I asked her.
'I am at Amy's, and we have a proposition for you. I had planned to come over and fuck you but I've had too many drinks to drive. I told her about us over dinner. She got all excited and suggested this idea. I don't know where this came from but I like it a lot. Say yes and we have a competition between the two of you. I will give you both a guided JOI as you watch each other. If you orgasm too soon you lose, and if you both make it the first one to come wins. The loser gets a flogging from me on Friday night while giving head to the winner. Then we go out for dinner. Say no and we all stop right now and say no more about it.'
'I'm game' I replied. 'Actually, I should ask, before I agree, what is a JOI?'
Amy answered 'JOI stands for jerk off instruction. Danica will tell us what to do. If we cheat she can add punishments. Sound okay?'
'Sounds like fun.'
Danica moved her phone so I could see Amy lying against some cushions, wearing a singlet and nothing else. Her legs were spread, exposing her puffy lips topped with a tangle of dark blonde hair.
Danica played with us, slowing down, speeding up, making us slap ourselves, edging us repeatedly. I caught a wink from Amy to Danica and suddenly we were in a countdown from five. It was quick, and over with my peak still coming. Amy rolled back, her smile wide and eyes bright, her hand caught between her legs as she came. I knew I had been set up but I really didn't mind. I did, however, wonder what devious ways Danica would find to make me submit to her other close friends. My joke about five mistresses may not be so far from the truth.
Just before we hung up Danica advised me that she was staying at Amy's.
All day Thursday Danica teased me. A series of texts reminding me of the upcoming punishment, along with flashes as Danica's tight miniskirt rode up. She made sure it was only me that saw the cameltoe in her sheer white pants. And hints of tanned breast sitting snuggly in her lacy bra. That night Danica denied me an orgasm, edging me again. And again.
On Friday Danica played busy, ignoring me all day. The only contact was a business card with '6pm, not before, your place' scrawled on it. She left at 5 without a word, and I followed later.
I arrived home just before 6 and waited in the car. As the 6pm news bulletin started I let myself in. A note instructed me to go to the garage. Another note told me to enter naked, stand and wait. The only light came from the stairwell. I could make out some things on a shelf but I couldn't work out what they were. In the corner sat an old armchair.
An eternity later there was a creak on the stairs. I looked around to see Danica dressed in her new boots, knee high and shiny red with a heel. Her body was adorned with a red leather waist cinching corset and a matching red leather collar resplendent with long spikes. The colour was amazing against her deep olive skin. A sort of stereotypically dressed domme but not. With her was Amy, in a relaxed t-shirt, mini skirt and strappy heels, her long legs shown to advantage.
'We're changing this a little bit, safe word if this is a problem. You will stand while Amy paddles your arse, followed by my caning. Then you will worship her as she deserves. I'm yet to decide if you come tonight. Oh, and I'm going to fit you with a cock ring just in case we want to use your cock. Remember our pleasure is more important than yours. Yes?'
'Yes Danica, Miss Amy.'
Danica lubed up a solid rubber ring and slid it down my shaft until it sat at the base, both balls pushed through and bulging slightly. Another smaller ring was then popped just under the crown of my cock.
'Touch your toes' was the command that set the night in motion. Amy started with what became a blistering hand smacking of my arse, the heat growing as she worked me over. I was surprised, having not imagined Amy would be like this, so I wondered if she had done this before. Then I recalled Danica telling me that Amy was way kinkier than she appeared. I was just preparing to call 'yellow' when Amy stopped.
Amy had clearly reacted to a sign from Danica. 'What's next?' she asked.
Danica responded 'cane. Question is, how many?'
'It's normally six isn't it? For a start.'
'We could start there, and go more if he deserves it. How about I start and then you can try it?'
Amy must have nodded because the whip-whistle of the cane was the next sound I heard. I registered it just as the searing stripe was laid across me, swiftly followed by two more.
Then there was a pause, followed by a stroke that was different. There was less power and less confident. Another followed like this, and then the third was better.
'Nick, how are you going?'
'I'm good Danica.' I paused, then added 'green.'
Danica addressed Amy, asking 'do you want to give him some more?'