AUTHOR'S NOTE: Constructive criticism welcomed, this is a story about a well-negotiated scene between three individuals that will never actually take place, all resemblance to other characters or real people is completely coincidental. Let me know what you think!
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I walked in as Missy stared at herself in the mirror, nervously adjusting her bra and cheeky panties, teasing the green lace to frame her ass and hips in the most flattering way. I stepped behind her, pulling her dark red hair aside to kiss her neck as my other hand slipped around her waist to pull her ass against me so she could feel how hard I was. "Are you ready for tonight, my love?" I whispered gently in her ear.
"Mmm, yes." she moaned, enjoying the kisses I was slowly lavishing on her milky neck and shoulders.
"Good. She'll be here soon. I love you so much, and I'm so excited you want to experiment this way." I reached to the bed and grabbed her collar, a thin strip of leather that fastened with a clasp at the back. She gathered up her hair and held it out of the way as I put on her collar, biting her lip in nervous anticipation. "Careful, you don't want to ruin your lipstick. That's our job." I said with a wink. The doorbell rang and she jumped, startled. I chuckled at how on edge she was and moved towards the door.
"I'll get it. Are you ready for this?" I asked, a final check-in before we made this leap and went all the way in doing something we'd talked and fantasized about for years. She nodded with nervous excitement, chewing anxiously at her nails. I gave her a quick peck on the cheek and looked deep into her ice-blue eyes "I love you. Wait here, baby."
I turned and walked out of the room, heading down the stairs to open the door.
"Hey, come on in! She's just getting ready upstairs." Della stepped through the door and we gave each other a quick peck on the cheek. She had her makeup done in a dramatic fashion and her light blonde hair was pulled back in a tight, severe high bun. She was wearing a trenchcoat with big high-heeled boots that disappeared high up under the coat. "Here, let me take that for you." I said as she turned around to let me take off the coat, finally revealing what she was wearing underneath. I whistled softly as she did a little twirl showing off her ensemble: a lace underbust corset that scooped underneath her 34C tits, standing out proudly, framed by elastic strings that went around her neck like a bikini top. A set of garters came down from the bottom of her corset attaching to stockings that came to the top of her thighs. I could now see the top of her boots, approximately an inch above her knee. With her heels themselves being 4 inches high, she was as tall as me. 'Good, that'll make us both seem more intimidating when we're in there.' I thought to myself. Topping off her ensemble was a leather strapon harness that turned her ass into a delightful bubble butt with a ring to hold a dildo, although she didn't have one in yet.
"She's gonna love that outfit, Dell. You want a drink or something? What do you need to do to be ready?"
"Honestly, I just need to get this dildo set up. Some water would be good though." she said, taking a purple dildo out of the small bag she brought with her. It was about seven inches long and roughly two inches thick.
"Right about the same size as me." I thought as I walked into the kitchen, grabbed a glass and filled it with water and walked back into the other room.
She took a long drink draining half the glass in one go. "Thanks. Always hydrate before strenuous physical activity!" she said with a wink. I chuckled lightly.
"Alright, let's go over ground rules again really quick: we're both here to dominate her, no contact between us, except for, like, bumping into each other incidentally throughout. She just wants to be dominated and used, and we can be pretty rough, but we're still not trying to leave marks. No hitting the face, no spitting, and no watersports or scat play. The safewords are Turtle for slowing down and Beans means to stop everything. Sound good?"
She shot me a thumbs up as she adjusted the dildo in her harness. "Couple further questions, is she okay with me making her eat me out, and can I use this" she waggled the dildo at me "to smack her in the face and stuff?"
"You can use that cock pretty much any way you'd like. She did ask us not to use cocks in her ass, but a plug or a finger or two are fine as long as we're gentle. Also, about eating you out: she's not super excited by the idea, but not one hundred percent against it. I think we'll need to play with her for a while first and really have her pretty well into the scene before you try that. But yeah, I absolutely want to watch you bury her face in your puss. This is going to be awesome. Seriously, thanks again for doing this."
She waved dismissively. "Please, I get to dominate a hot little redhead on her first time with a woman, and help make a friend's fantasy come true. It's pretty exciting for me too."
"Perfect. Are you ready then?"
"Whenever you are, brother."
"I'll go check and see if she's ready then. Be right back!" I walked back up to the bedroom, where my wife was nervously chewing the inside of her cheek. I took one of her hands and put my other hand on her cheek and gently turned her face to look at me. "Are you ready, baby doll?" I asked, looking deep in her eyes reassuringly.
She took a deep breath and nodded. "Yeah, I'm ready."
I moved my hand from her cheek to her chin, tilting her face to mine as I kissed her extra tenderly. Then I leaned forward and whispered in her ear "On your knees then, slut." She sank to her knees as I turned and poked my head out of the room, motioning to Della to come on up. I stared as my wife's chest rose and fell with her deep breaths trying to keep her anxious excitement under control as we both listened to the clicking of heels coming up the stairs and into the room. Missy's eyes went wide and I heard her breath catch as Della entered the room and stood staring at her in a power stance, her hands on her hips, eyeing my submissive wife up and down. Her 36DD tits were beautifully framed and held up by a lacy green bra that barely covered her nipples. Her wavy red hair was pulled back in a ponytail and she had elegant eyeliner and beautiful maroon lipstick. I couldn't wait for us to take her. I glanced at Della and could tell she liked what she saw quite a bit as well. We two were a couple of lions watching our prey, ready to pounce.
"Kitten, this is Lady Della, and I have elected to share you with her. For this time, you will follow her orders as if they were mine unless they contradict mine. You may call her Mistress or My Lady. Do you understand?" I asked her, with that slight edge in my voice I only used in the bedroom.
Missy nodded and swallowed, eyes and nostrils wide in excitement, bosom heaving.
Della raised an eyebrow and started off strong by saying "I'm sorry, Slut, I couldn't hear you. Your Master asked you a question."
Chastened, Missy looked at me and said "Yes sir, I understand."
Now it was my turn to raise an eyebrow. "And you just aren't going to greet our guest? I think this requires discipline. Come, slut." She crawled across the floor and resumed her kneeled position at my feet, big doe eyes staring up at me. I stared down at her as my cock began to stiffen still in my pants. I was the only one still dressed, and knew that would have to be rectified. Soon enough. First, to deal with her. I pulled a leash out of my back pocket and clipped it to her collar, keeping tension on it forcing her to keep looking up at me. "For your behavior, Lady Della and I will give you ten spankings. You will count them each as we administer them. Do you understand?"