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After the week I'd had so far, including my most recent ordeal at the softball fields, I didn't figure it could get much worse. Today I had been promised to Mistresses Skye Blue and Summer Cummings, and I had no idea what was in store for me. I knew Summer could be submissive, so I thought I would have an easier day. Boy was I wrong.
"Rise and shine, bitch!" Mistress Brittany yelled, as she slapped me awake. I slowly rose my prone, worn out self to my hands and knees (subconsciously?) putting my face down, and my ass up. "Face down, ass up, like a good little bitch!" Mistress laughed, as she worked my tiny pink skirt down over my hips, and tossed it on the floor. She snapped a white leather collar and leash around my neck and jerked me to my feet. I was blindfolded and led to the car as I was; cum crusted on my big bare tits, my spent little dick covered only by the tiny pink thong with "Bitch" on the back, white knee socks, and tottering on pink six inch platform heels. I was tossed into the trunk, and we sped off down the road.
About ten minutes later, my blindfold was removed, and I was dragged by my collar up the driveway to a nice suburban two story house, with a low white picket fence enclosing the front yard. As we approached the fence, I was jerked down so that I was on all fours. Mistress Brittany walked through the gate and let it shut behind her, leaving me in the driveway. She took a few steps to her right, and tugged on the leash, and I crawled into the yard via a dog door in the fence, which was promptly locked behind me.
The front door to the house opened, and Mistresses Skye Blue and Summer Cummings emerged. Mistress Skye was dressed in a black corset and black leather pants, with black boots, and a leash, which contained Mistress Summer on all fours. Mistress Summer wore a black leather bikini top, which barely contained her sizable breasts, a black leather mini skirt, thigh high fishnets, and black platform heels. Skye and Brittany exchanged greetings, but I noticed Summer did not address either of them. "Prepare the slave," Skye directed Summer. Summer stood up and approached me with a contraption of chains and cuffs, which, once applied, made it impossible to stand up. I was staying on all fours until the contraption was removed.
I heard Skye snap her fingers, and Summer immediately joined me on the ground. I turned to look at Mistress Skye and Mistress Brittany, and saw that they had changed into sexy bikinis and were lying out on lounge chairs, drinking, chatting, and soaking up the sun. They each snapped their fingers, and Summer and I crawled over to them as fast as we could. "Very good, slaves," Mistress Skye cooed. "I'll give you a few bones to play with," she laughed, as she tossed us a few large, cock-shaped dildos. "Run along now," she said. Summer and I took a cock in each hand, as well as one in each of our mouths, and scurried around the yard.
"I just love these little slave play dates," commented Mistress Brittany. "It wears them out, which makes them much more servile and submissive, without wearing me out."
"It really does let them know where they stand in the pecking order, doesn't it?" stated Mistress Skye. "Of course your slave, soon to be our slave for the day, is at the bottom." Now, Summer had been getting more aggressive, and had been using her extra mobility (as she was not chained), to roll me over a few times. She had also held my head down a few times and forced me to deep throat a few of the cocks. I heard fingers snap twice and before I knew it, Summer had mounted me.
I felt my thong being pulled to the side, and briefly the cool leather of her skirt, before I felt the familiar sensation of plastic cock in my ass. Apparently she had been wearing a strapon harness under the skirt the whole time, and had attached one of the cocks to it when I wasn't paying attention. It was of little matter now, as she jerked my head back with the leash and plowed into my well-used ass. "Bark like a dog, slave," she growled, as she continued to ram me.
"Arf, arf. Arf, arf ar-oooOOO," I yelped.
"YOU bark like a dog, slave," Mistress Skye commanded from across the yard. "And don't YOU stop," she growled at me. I could faintly hear the laughter of Brittany and Skye over the raucous panting, barking and yelping of Summer and myself. At that moment, I realized I had yet again sunk to a new low: I was a slave that was being mounted and fucked by another slave. For a fleeting moment, I noticed the crowd that had gathered around the fence to witness the bizarre spectacle: men and women of all ages looking on with a mixture of horror, wonder and awe, as two bikini clad goddesses cheered on a barking, leather clad woman fucking the shit out of barking, bound, big titted whore.
That quickly vanished, as I knew it made no difference who was watching or what they thought. It's not like any of them would be interviewing me for a job. It's not like I would be running for public office. My life was with my mistress, and providing her with pleasure was all that mattered to me. Suddenly, I felt no weight on my back, but Summer was still clearly in my ass, though she was resting there, as she knelt behind me. I looked forward, and saw that Mistress Brittany had slid under me, and was lying on the ground with a cock of her own jutting up toward my mouth. Immediately, I began giving her one of my signature blow jobs. Just as I took her into my mouth, I was violently slammed forward, forcing me to take her all the way to the balls. All the cocksucking I had done had left me very adept at deepthroating.
Behind me, Mistress Skye had strapped one on and slammed into Summer's waiting ass, which is what had caused me to lurch forward. Mistress Brittany began flexing her hips upward, as Skye continued to pound away at Summer. Now, I had taken on two cocks many times, and was normally very good at getting into rhythm, but I had never done anything like this before. My gagging and clumsiness was getting on my Mistress's nerves. "You're embarrassing me, you worthless slut," Mistress Brittany screamed.