Taste Test

Ally was bent over the table, feeling hot despite the cool wood against her belly. She looked over to Cora, her lovely slave sister, who was just like her bent over the table, naked and squirming. One year ago, when they had both pledged themselves to their Mistress, they had been just good friends. Since then, they had become so much more.

Iris, said Mistress, stood behind them, one hand on each of their backsides. She was the only one in the room still dressed, to leave absolutely no doubt who was in charge here. Even though her clothes consisted of just her comfortable yet sexy black lingerie. "Have you been good girls for me this week?" she asked, in that deep, husky voice of hers that never failed to send shivers down Ally's spine.

"Yes, Mistress," both of them answered in unison.

"Good enough to earn a reward?"

Cora made the most adorable little moan. Ally understood her all too well. She, too, was trembling with anticipation, and Iris' fingers casually trailing over her ass only stoked the fires of her excitement even more. "That's for you to decide, Mistress," she said, while Cora mumbled something similar.

"Such good girls indeed," Iris whispered, and this time Ally couldn't help moaning herself.

Some people chose the slave lifestyle to fully live out their masochism. They enjoyed testing the limits to be rewarded with either the thrill of getting away with a little insolence, or a painful reminder that these limits were closely guarded. There were many households where the paddles and the whips and all the other fun punishment tools rarely had time to rest.

Ally and Cora were not those people. The only thing they wanted, the thing they craved more than anything else, was the deep satisfaction of pleasing a beloved person, the joy of giving themselves up completely for the sake of another, and have their sacrifice be appreciated.

And there were many sacrifices that came with their position. Ally was the perfect Mistress for them, as she, too, wasn't big on punishments and wanted to simply delight in having two perfectly submissive slaves to tend to her every needs.

Which wasn't to say that she didn't have a mean side. She could be so, so cruel in her own subtle ways when she wanted to, and while Ally and Cora wouldn't have her any other way, it did mean that even after one year, their dedication to be the best slaves they could be was constantly challenged.

"The last couple days haven't been easy for you, now have they?"

Ally gasped when Iris' finger slid along that sensitive area between her butt hole and her pussy. It didn't quite reach her dripping entrance, but the mere possibility that it might had her on edge. To her side, Cora let out a low whine.

Yes, the past week had been particularly challenging. Being a willing slave meant giving up everything for your Mistress, including your bodily autonomy. Which especially meant that it wasn't your choice anymore whether you received pleasure, or how much of it.

Iris wasn't an unreasonable Mistress. While she liked to keep them on edge, she usually granted them ample opportunities to get rid of the tension in the most explosive ways. If her slaves were on their best behavior, she let them get off at least every other day. Sometimes much, much more, to the point where the reward became a reminder that you could have too much of a good thing.

During the last week, though, there had been none of that. Oh, there had been plenty of sex, and Iris had made sure that her slaves barely had a minute to cool down. But while there had been no dearth of pleasure, the only orgasms in the house had been Iris' own.

All that teasing had left Ally and Cora shaking in a haze of need that made it hard to concentrate on anything. It had been especially brutal for Cora. Poor girl was insatiable even at the best of times. Suddenly being denied what her body craved so strongly had been a real challenge for her.

"I was planning to drag this out a little longer, but since you've both been so good, I think you deserve a chance at some mercy."

Her fingers wandered further. They still avoided Ally's hot pussy, though, and only teased along its perimeter, in a way that felt good, but very deliberately not as good as it could have. Cora's needy whimper resonated within Ally's soul. She had to bite back a moan herself and force herself to concentrate on Iris' words instead of those agonizing touches.

"Tell you what: I'll check your state, and if I find that you're sufficiently desperate, I'll let you come. How does that sound?"

"Thank you, Mistress," both of them answered immediately, the needy anticipation unmistakable in their voices.

"That leaves only one question: Should I check now, or should I give you half an hour to prepare yourself? After all, it would be too bad if you forfeited this chance just because I caught you in an inopportune moment. Especially since it might well be another week till you get another chance. I'm just having too much fun right now seeing you squirm."

Ally's breath caught. Having to wait another week would be torture, especially since she was one hundred percent sure that Iris wouldn't stop teasing them. After a couple more days of this unfulfilling titillation they would be in a horny stupor.

"I think I'll let you decide. Do you want me to check now? Or should I come back in half an hour?"

Ally looked over to Cora. Her lovely slave sister looked back, the need shining in her eyes. There was no question how desperate she was already, and Ally understood her all too well. But still, the way Iris had phrased it, there was a distinct chance that they would be found lacking if they opted for the immediate check. That was a risk they couldn't take, not when there was another week of agonizing frustration on the line.

"Please give us half an hour, Mistress," she forced herself to say. Cora whined, but nodded in agreement.

"Very well." The fingers disappeared, though Ally's pussy kept throbbing in unfulfilled anticipation. "I'll be back to check if you are desperate enough to deserve some mercy. In the meantime, be good girls and don't do anything that would get you in trouble."

Ally and Cora stayed in position for at least a minute after Iris had left, before they finally allowed themselves to get up. Both of them were already a bit shaky on their legs. Ally's pussy kept clenching involuntarily, and those empty contractions made it impossible to keep the raging need out of her mind.

"Are you okay?" Ally asked. She put her hands on Cora's sides, not quite embracing her, but keeping intimately close to make sure her beloved slave sister felt that she wasn't alone.

Cora nodded. Her smile was as shaky as her legs, but it felt sincere. "I'm fine. It's just, I need it so, so much."

"Yeah. Me too." Ally snuggled in more closely. She'd never grow tired of Cora's soft skin and how smooth it felt against her own. "Sorry for delaying everything. I just thought, we gotta make sure that..."

"Yes." Cora reached up and cupped Ally's cheek with her palm. "Come, let's get ready for Mistress."

Cora slid her hand to the back of Ally's head and pulled her into a kiss that was as hot and needy as they were. Their deep moans filled the air as they melted into each others' arms, their tongues interlocked in the most intimate embrace.

As per the rules that Iris imposed on them to demonstrate that their bodies and their pleasure belonged only to her, both their crotches and their breasts were off-limits. Touching either themselves or each other in those areas in any even just remotely sexual context was a reason for severe punishment, and rightly so. However, that didn't mean that they didn't have ways to get each other unbearable hot and bothered.

Ally broke the kiss to lick along Cora's jaw line down her neck, where she planted countless wet open-mouthed kisses. That always was a surefire way to get Cora going. With how aroused they already were, Ally needed to hold on tight to steady Cora, for fear that her slave sister's legs would simply give out. When Ally closed her lips on the muscular flesh at the base of Cora's neck and sucked so hard that it left a shining mark, Cora let out a howl that was filled with equal parts bliss and desire.

"Think you're desperate enough?" Ally asked as she soothed the freshly formed bruise with her tongue.

"Oh God, yes," Cora whispered back.

The smell alone would have been unmistakable. The air in the room was getting warm and heavy, filled with the scent of sex. Ally didn't have to look between Cora's legs to know that her beloved slave sister was positively dripping. She ran her tongue once more from Cora's collar bone all the way up her neck. "Will you get me ready, too?"

Cora nodded slowly. She needed a few moments to come down from her cloud of arousal enough to get a hold of herself, but when she had a go at Ally, she gave it her all. After a hot line of kisses along Ally's cheek, her sweet mouth went right to her ear, switching between gently nibbling her earlobe and going at it with heavy, hungry licks.

It was such a weird turn-on, but also such an effective one. Feeling Cora's hot, wet tongue on her ear immediately made Ally weak in the knees. And when Cora started whispering sweet nothings into her ear between her sexy administrations, Ally's mind completely shut off from bliss.

"I love you so much," Cora whispered, never stopping her caressing of Ally's ear with her lips, teeth and tongue. "You're the best thing that ever happened to me. You're amazing, the sweetest, sexiest person in the whole wide world. I love you, love, love, love you."

"Love you, too." Now it was Ally who needed to rely on Cora for support. She gently stroked Cora's back while her mind completely melted from happiness. "So, so much."

At some point she broke out of her blissful passivity to initiate another long, sensual kiss that was as deep as her love to Cora. They barely noticed the passage of time as they kept showering each other in kisses, licks, and sweet words.

It seemed to them that barely five minutes had passed when Iris returned, but their bodies very much felt the accumulated effect of all that hot love. Both of them were breathless and shaking with need. Even in their disheveled state they could tell that most of the room's oxygen had been replaced with the heavy smell of their arousal.

"Are you ready for the inspection now?" Iris asked, pretending not to notice that anything had happened since she'd left.

"Yes, Mistress," Ally and Cora said in perfect harmony. They bent over the table again, presenting their backsides to Iris. When Ally parted her legs, her inner thighs felt all sticky, and she very much doubted that Cora was any less wet.

"Now let's see..."

Ally gasped as Iris' finger slid into her without further warning, but the sound was completely drowned out by Cora's moan. Iris teased her hot insides for a bit, but all too soon she slid her finger back out. There was a low sucking sound, followed by another one. A hot shiver ran down Ally's spine as she realized that Iris had just tasted both of them.

"You're coming along very nicely," Iris said, smacking her lips. "But I'm afraid only one of you tastes of enough desperation that I feel compelled to show mercy. The other one will have to stew for quite some time longer."

Ally's stomach sank. Her pussy ached as she faced at least another week of being surrounded by sex without getting any relief herself. This wasn't going to be easy. But she took some consolation from the fact that at least Cora would get a break from her suffering.

"Ally, lie down on the floor and open your legs. Cora, get down as well. You will lick your slave sister to as many orgasms as she wants. No hands."

If not for her year-long training in self-control, Ally would have cried out in a disbelief. This couldn't be right. She exchanged glances with Cora, who looked as confused and shocked as she was. Iris must have made a mistake. It had to be glaringly obvious that Cora was the more desperate one.

However, an integral part of being a slave meant that you didn't question your Mistress unless there was an emergency, and so Ally did as she was told, lying down with a strange mix of excitement and nervous anticipation. Maybe she was missing something, or maybe this was actually the result Iris had come up with from her taste test. Either way, she was going to be a good girl and submit to her Mistress' will.

Cora took position between Ally's legs with the same unquestioning obedience. There was no jealousy in her eyes, only a deep, desperate longing as she looked at Ally's drenched pussy and settled in for the first tentative licks.

It was impossible to stay silent. Having gone an entire week without relief, Ally was crazy receptive for any kind of pleasure, even more so after that intensely sensual half an hour she had just spent with her beloved slave sister. And Cora's oral skills were good. Like, really good. Ally could work some magic between a woman's legs as well and was happy to do so, but Cora was an absolute wizard with her lips and tongue. She had both the strength and the technique to completely overwhelm your senses the moment she got to work, and it only ramped up from there.

Ally freely let her moans come as Cora did that signature move of hers where her tongue jabbed at Ally's entrance while her upper lip and nose moved in a way that applied just the perfect amount of friction to her clit. With how ridiculously aroused she was already, it took no time at all until she felt her orgasm build up. A euphoric thrill rushed through her as her body got ready to finally unleash all the pent-up tension.

But when she looked Cora in the eyes, a pang of bad conscience brought her down to earth again. It just wasn't fair. Cora had an even harder time than her dealing with the denial, and now she wouldn't just have to go for another week without release, she was also forced to grant Ally all the pleasures she herself couldn't have. She tried not to let it show and act like a good slave anyway, but Ally had known Cora long enough to see how much she was struggling.

Ally bit her tongue hard enough that the pain momentarily distracted her from how ridiculously good Cora's mouth made her feel. Everything inside of her protested against what she was about to do, but she couldn't let her own selfish needs stop her from doing the right thing. She put her hands on Cora's head and gently but firmly pushed her away.

"Hm?" Cora looked at her in confusion, the greater part of her face glistening from how vigorously she'd been at work between Ally's legs.

Ally took a deep breath. Her whole body was simmering in heat, and her pussy kept twitching in the most excruciatingly frustrating contractions. It really didn't appreciate being denied its pleasure once again after all this build-up. Ally got herself under control as best as possible given the circumstances and looked up at Iris. "I'm sorry, Mistress, but may I give my orgasm to Cora? She deserves it so much more than me."

It was so hard to make herself say those words, but a single glance into Cora's glowing face was enough to strengthen her resolve.

"What's that?" Iris asked. Her smile was dangerously close to being a smirk. "Are you implying that I made a mistake in my assessment?"

Ally swallowed hard. This could well be a trick question. Openly saying that her Mistress was wrong could be taken as insolence and lead to both of them going without release today. She should have thought hard about the way she phrased her request, but thinking wasn't easy with that warm pink cloud of arousal filling her mind. Ally decided to just risk it. This wasn't about mind games. It was about her honest feelings, and no matter what happened, she'd rather stay true to herself and live with the consequences than to try and guess what Iris might want to hear.

"All I'm saying is that this feels wrong. If only one of us gets to come today, then it should be her."

Cora looked at Ally with love in her eyes. "Thank you," she whispered. "But it's okay. I'm fine, I can do this."

"And so can I." Ally sat up and gently stroked Cora's cheek. "What I can't do is see you suffer while I get an undeserved reward."

"How sweet of you." There was a tinge of sarcasm in the way Ally delivered those words, but it didn't sound like she was mocking Ally. "It's hard to reject such a heartfelt request. But you should realize what you're asking. This is an all-or-nothing deal. I'm willing to grant Cora your right to orgasm, but that means that you'll have to go without for however long it pleases me."

Ally's pussy clenched in another frustrating throb. That ache would only get worse during the coming days. But she would gladly suffer this and more if in return she could make things easier for Cora. "I understand, Mistress, and I accept those terms."

"Thank you!" Cora sat up herself and snuggled up to Ally until their foreheads were touching and they had their arms around each other. "I love you so much. How do I deserve someone as amazing as you?"

"By being even more amazing yourself." Ally leaned into a sweet, sensual kiss that was made only more intimate by how she could taste herself on Cora's soft lips and tongue.

"After such a lovely display I really can't deny your wish." Iris reached down to scratch Ally's head, a sign of affection that was reserved only for the bestest of girls. "Go ahead! Give Cora all your love, and make it worth your sacrifice."

Ally didn't have be told twice. She bent forward, never breaking the kiss until she was all but lying on top of Cora. Only then did she move on, kissing and licking in a slow wet line along Cora's neck, over her collar bone and chest down to her belly, until her lips finally converged to Cora's hot pussy.

While Ally was intimately familiar with the taste of her slave sister, it was rare for it to be this thick and rich. Cora's arousal hadn't just gotten her sopping wet. Her need permeated every little detail of her swollen pussy, from its taste and smell to how her visibly engorged clit was flushed pink and twitching in anticipation.

Cora had never been shy in voicing her pleasure, but today there wasn't even the slightest hint at any inhibition. Her blissful moans when her needy pussy finally got some much needed attention sent shivers down Ally's spine. And that adorable little howl when Ally flicked her tongue over her clit! It was impossible not to be affected by Cora's moans, by her little spasms and by the way her abs clenched when the tension got too much. Her whole body was a celebration of her lust, and as happy as Ally was for her, it was also a visceral reminder of what she herself had given up.

After all that foreplay, it barely took any time at all until Cora's body started shaking. Her moans cut out as the climax hit her and she had to bite down on her hand to stop herself from flailing around too much. Her muffled screams resonated throw Ally's entire body, stoking the flames of her own arousal as she kept licking around and over Cora's clit in the rhythm she knew was perfect to drag Cora's orgasm out as long as possible.

Likely it was much more than just a single orgasm, but it was impossible to tell because Cora's body never stopped shaking. Only the slight ebb and flow in the volume of her howls indicated some change in her experiences as wave after wave of bliss washed over her. Her pussy kept gushing her tasty juices as it violently clenched again and again under Ally's skillful administrations. By this point it was slightly swollen and almost red. It was obvious just from looking at it how incredibly sensitive it had to be, but Cora kept her free hand on Ally's head, holding her in place to make sure that the pleasure wouldn't stop, even as her screams turned frantic from the intensity of her pleasure.