They had washed out Vaia's suit before breakfast, and it's been hanging out to dry all day. It slipped back onto her more easily than before. Like a second skin. While her House suit is suited to the environment of the hive, Vaia thinks, this one is suited to environment of her mistress's whims.
Rebeck has donned her own black body-suit again. Sash's curves are accentuated in red lingerie.
Vaia lies bent over the edge of the bed, her ass on display. The spreader bar keeps her legs wide. Her arms are back in her arm-binder. It still feels uncomfortable but... It's already more familiar. She can imagine... she imagines this starting to feel
right
.
"So," Rebeck says, "do you often go clubbing, Vaia? Do you go around the hive and party like a dumb whore?"
"No, Mistress," Vaia replies. "It was one of the first times I'd been out. I knew just where I wanted to go. I went out looking for... something like this."
Sash is groping her ass. "You certainly found it! Did we go further than you were expecting?"
Vaia has been instructed to respond to Sash's questions. "Yes. But I liked it! Or I'm learning to."
"And we
know
you like this!" Sash has fastened on one of Rebeck's smaller cocks. "We've found the evidence!" She rubs the tip of it against Vaia's yielding pucker. "Happy for me to go first?" she asks Rebeck politely.
Rebeck grins. "Be my guest, babe."
Sash returns her full attention to the girl in front of her. "I don't do this so often as her. I like to be begged for the special privilege of getting ass-fucked by me." She pushes the dildo against Vaia's asshole. "Tell me you want my cock in you, you cute piece of trash."
"I want your cock in my ass, Sash!" Vaia pipes up loudly.
"Tell me you want to get fucked hard."
"I want to get fucked
hard
in the ass, Sash!"
Sash smears some more lube over the toy. She's already sprayed plenty inside Vaia.
"Well aren't you the luckiest girl in the hive right now? You're getting what you want."
Vaia cries out loudly as Sash pushes into her. She knows they want her to be noisy. In this room, her inhibitions are falling away. She is their slut.
Unlike Rebeck, Sash does not immediately force her way in to the hilt. Instead, she takes her time, probing around and testing Vaia's responses. She whispers nasty things down to Vaia, and asks if this is good for her, if it hurts, if she likes it. Vaia responds with pleas for more of anything, everything. Sash's hands rest on Vaia's ass and hips. Vaia can feel her sharp nails.
"She's tight," Sash groans as she works her hips.
"Not bad, huh?" remarks Rebeck. Vaia can't tell where she is or what she's doing. "Still tight after what I've been doing to her? Well-built, these Van Saars. Well-designed. Good powers of recovery, that's for sure."
Sash laughs. "She'll need them!"
Vaia gasps as Sash pulls out of her completely. Sash takes a moment before ramming back in, this time thrusting in deep until her hips slap into Vaia's butt.
"Ohhh...! Yes, baby! Take it, you cute little whore!"
Sash begins to fuck her with a long series of hard, fast strokes. Her nails dig into Vaia's hips. Vaia loves the feeling of being taken like this. The phallus Sash is using isn't quite so big as Rebeck's current choice. She isn't pushing Vaia's limits. She's just making her feel great.
"Mistress! I'm coming!" she cries out.
"Yes, come on my cock, baby!" Sash cackles appreciatively.
Sash varies her pace. She goes slow for a while, then picks up speed and slaps Vaia's ass. Then she pauses for a while, with barely the tip in, wiggling it around idly. She reaches down and grabs Vaia's clit between two fingers, causing Vaia to announce another orgasm to her mistress.
"Does she really have to do that every time?" Sash asks.
"Until I change her standing orders," says Rebeck. "It's good to get an idea of how sensitive she is."
Sash laughs.
"You're messing around with her," says Rebeck. "My turn."
Sash shrugs and pulls out. Rebeck takes over her position.
Vaia yelps as a familiar gloved hand cracks across her rear.
Smack!
"Right, bitch. Hope Sash warmed you up a little. Enough amateur hour for now. Time for you to get a proper butt-fuck."
Vaia whimpers at that. She's shaking as she awaits the next blow.
Smack!
"I can't tell whether she's quivering with fear or excitement, Sash. Good thing I don't care, right?"
Sash chuckles daemonically as she watches Rebeck line up her ten-incher with Vaia's waiting hole.
Her ass never says no to her mistress, thinks Vaia...
"Ahhh!" she screams as she's pierced.
"See? Right in."
"Wow." Sash is a little taken aback.
Rebeck begins her forceful rhythm.
Snap!
She has her crop in one hand. She strikes Vaia across the back with it.
"Give me this bitch for another ten days, I'll have her taking... thirteen? Fourteen? I'm not sure where her limit would be in the long run. She's not too small, and she's... stretchy."
"I never quite get the fixation on sizes," remarks Sash, not taking her eyes off the girl's writhing ass. "Although, okay. The results can be impressive."
Rebeck lands another blow on the spasming Vaia. She thrusts with a steady, hip-slamming rhythm. Full, deep thrusts that withdraw until only the tip is inside Vaia, before pushing back in deep. Rebeck holds back the real intensity for now, just keeping up a continual, deep fuck, spiced with cracks of her crop across her slut's back and bound arms. It drives Vaia wild.
"You think this is too much, slave? We're just getting started with you. You're in for hours of this. We're only going to get harder and rougher with you!"
Whap! Snap!
"How do you feel about that, you little Van Saar slut?" Rebeck shouts down at her helpless victim. "Tell me!"
"I want it! I want it all, Mistress!" Vaia cries out. "Do me! Everything!"
"Yeah. You take cock like a good slut," Rebeck compliments.
Her steady, powerful thrusts maintain their unforgiving rhythm. Rebeck's hips slap hard into Vaia's buttocks at the end of each stroke. She rails Vaia's ass with the long, thick strap-on cock.
"Ahh! Ahh! Ooh! Ooh! Ohh!"
Rebeck is enjoying Vaia's enthused noises. She's rising up to the high she gets from her power over a controlled, submitted slave. She has to control herself from going even faster and harder. Something about this is making Rebeck feel even better than usual. Maybe Sash is right. Maybe Vaia is special.
She cracks the crop across her back harder than before. Maybe. Can't let her know it though!
"That's it. Take that cock, bitch," Rebeck growls.
"I'm coming, Mistress," says Vaia softly. Her hips buck in an extra little spasm as she climaxes.
Rebeck allows herself a little half-smile, but doesn't waver in her established rhythm. She's proud that she's built her body into an engine that can fuck like this. It's driving her new slave's body into a state of bliss.
Sash hops up onto the bed and sits in front of Vaia. She lifts her head up. "Hey, baby!" Vaia draws in a breath and then starts to poke a tongue out in readiness.
Sash giggles. "We're not doing that right now, cutie. I just want to check on you. And watch your cute face," she says in a light, airy voice. "How do you feel right now, baby? How's that cock feel up inside you?"
"It feels good." Vaia smiles up at her. "Oh, it's so good, Sash. Ahh! It shouldn't feel so good!"
Sash strokes her hair and kisses her forehead. "Yes, it should, baby. Your body's feeling good, isn't it?" Vaia nods. "And your mind... You love being under control, don't you, baby?"
"Yes... Ohh, yes!... I do."
"Don't question it, baby. It feels so right, doesn't it?" Vaia's nodding frantically. "Let all those doubts fade away," Sash encourages her. "Let us enjoy you. Let it sweep you away."
"Aah! Ooh! Ahh! Yes! It feels so right!"
Rebeck can't help but smile. Sash can talk a girl into just about anything. But with Vaia, she really might mean it. Rebeck keeps pumping her strap-on in Vaia's ass. She has attached the dildo so that it's not even rubbing her clit, so she can focus on teaching Vaia to endure a long session, or perhaps enjoy one, in the kinky Van Saar girl's case. She watches Sash's focused, caring interaction with her slave. Even Rebeck as her best friend can't tell whether this is genuine, or the prelude to some imaginative new torture on her part. With Sash, it might easily be both.
"Shhh, baby. Don't worry about anything," Sash soothes.
Rebeck grins and keeps thrusting.
"I just want to make Mistress happy. I want to make you both happy!"
"You are, baby. You're doing so good." Sash is planting kisses on Vaia's face. "What are we going to do with you? You're so fucking perfect."
Rebeck can't contain herself. She beats Vaia hard across the back with the crop, intentionally catching Sash on the back of the head with the end of it.
"Ow! The fuck, Reb?"
"Stop building up the fucking bitch's pretensions! She's a worthless slut only good for taking cock."
Snap!
"She'll never cope with another two days with us!"
Whap!
"She'll be crying and pleading to be let go before the night is out!"
Snap!
"Get up, Sash. Time for you to spell me, babe."
Sash grumbles, still with a hand over her head where she got whacked, but gets up and goes over behind Vaia. Rebeck pulls out with a pop, causing Vaia to gasp, and then crumple onto the bed, strings cut.
Seeing Vaia's broken-in pucker, Sash cheers up. "Yeah, I guess I could go for a little more of this," she says as she takes Rebeck's spot. "Hey Vaia!"
"Grmmm?" Vaia raises her head and turns it as best she can to look up at Sash behind her.
"Your mistress says you're a useless slut, Vaia. Is she right?" Sash grins wickedly.
"Yes," grunts Vaia.
"Oh she is, huh?"
Reaching down, Sash starts to rub the tip of her own dildo up and down Vaia's crack.
