Wrecing the Homewrecer

Another day, another embarrassment

Monday ended up being another mortifying day for Sally's step siblings, but in the end not much different than their previous two days. They were just pushed deeper into the roles that were being forced upon them. Cunny's life was very simple, but not any less embarrassing as she was treated like nothing but the bitch she now represented. She was made to perform many tricks for her owner's amusement, was fed from a bowel and once again taken outside whenever she was allowed to pee, opportunities she knew better than to let pass by no matter how embarrassing they were. Aside from that it was filled with plenty of pussy eating.

She had eventually earned her much needed orgasm only to be shocked right away when Bernice pulled the number of orgasms she needed to give up yet again and not just a little, but by a huge margin, from twenty right to fifty. After the tall task and horridly pent up arousal that had all been released in a new record for the most intense orgasm of her life so far, she had only just earned, getting Bernice off fifty times seemed insurmountable. It would take days to get Bernice off that many time even if she spent her days between the woman's legs as often as possible for as long as possible. All she had been able to do in response was whimper softly as she had no way of changing her owner's mind or even really voicing her dissatisfaction. "Awe how cute, does my Cunny love cumming for her owner so much that she is sad that it will take her longer to be able to share an orgasm with her owner?" Bernice had asked amused, rubbing in just what her pet seemed to be panicking about.

Jessy hated the idea of having more orgasms with her face buried in her owner's pussy, something which brought her never ending shame, but it was better than the mind numbing arousal. Since she saw no immediate way out of this, she knew that was what she would have to deal with. Despite that hate Jessy answered Bernice's question with instant enthusiastic tail wagging, genuine tail wagging as well, she might not love it, but she really hope that it would convince her owner to let her have more regular orgasms. It worked, but only half as Bernice spoke up. "Well I tell you what Cunny, I'll be more lenient with your points going forward. You still have to reach fifty, but each of my orgasms will count for two points. Orgasms you give to other women like Sally or Slut will count for one point, and if you are really good, I might reward you with a little tip in the form of an extra point, or maybe even more than one if you earn it." Bernice explained with a big smile.

Since she had been instructed to get slut off a couple of times, and since Sally came down at irregular intervals whenever she was in the mood for some oral attention, postponing the orgasms she could give her owner, Jessy figured this new arrangement wasn't much different than the old one. She needed to get Bernice off twenty-five times, or twenty times and ten combined orgasms for Sally and slut along with a few hopeful tips which was basically what she had just done. It was definitely an improvement from needing to give Bernice fifty orgasms, but still given how desperate she had grown needing to get her owner off twenty times it remained a very tall task.

All she could do however was take what she could get as she was made to dive right back into Bernice' pussy while slut's tongue kickstarted her arousal for the tall task of earning her orgasm. Being even more obedient and trying hard to earn those supposed tips was her best option even if she didn't feel horny yet. Knowing how bad it got she didn't dare waste even this opportunity as she gave her owner's pussy her all. Bernice on the other hand absolutely loved her new rules it gave her a lot more flexibility, keeping the focus on her own orgasms as they counted double and might earn her a tip even, while also giving her pet an incentive to do even better when it came to pleasing others. Of course she didn't plan on just throwing tips at her pet, tips would only be earned when she agreed to put herself in the most embarrassing situations. Hopefully that would translate into her pet feeling the urge to put herself into the most embarrassing situations possible to give her an orgasm rather than just giving her orgasms. So far pleasure and desperation sure seemed to be strong motivators.

Where Cunny's days were rather simple, only allowed to move and act the way her restricting outfit allowed, Jason's days were incredibly challenging and intense as Sally further hammered in the lessons he had gotten before. Jason was forced to become Jasmine, a completely different person, as Sally carried on being ever sterner and more demanding when it came to the way Jason walked, the way he talked, to the way he did his makeup and wrote. After his lesson yesterday he hadn't given Sally any grief today accepting that he wasn't just going to escape or trick her as long as he was in this room where his every move was watched. Without the sheer mind numbing arousal to motivate him, doing everything from his correct morning routine to perfectly obeying Sally's orders was way more embarrassing, but way preferable this way than how yesterday had gone.

Over the course of the day Jason's arousal had sadly grown rather high again. It was still pretty manageable until the end where he was told to get himself off, masturbating with a dildo. Yet it had been bad enough that Jason hadn't hesitated to get himself off like a girl. It was outrageously embarrassing, but he did need it or his arousal would grow to be really bad shortly. It was a consequence of performing well for Sally only to be rewarded with a couple of intense vibrations from his plug. It was an awful reward, but much better than getting punished was by a long shot.

Although Jason didn't really realise it he was losing a lot of muscle over the course of another three embarrassing meals of his special CC's formula. His limbs were already getting subtly more slender, a trend that would only continue. In a few more days he would no longer be able to fight Sally even if the muscle relaxant component of his shakes wore off. A more direct cause for his horror he was fully aware of however was yet another new requirement Sally heaped upon him. Now whenever someone gave him a compliment, he was supposed to giggle like the sissy school girl he was, a giggle which was interlaced with a couple of loud snorts as per Sally's requirement. That went before curtsying and thanking the giver of the compliment of course. It was horrible especially since Sally's view of what was a compliment to him was very broad. Even calling him a pathetic dork was seen as a compliment as if it was something he wanted to be. Aside from that his lesson's remained the same, only getting more refined and ingrained in habit.

Rose's return

When Tuesday arrived, Sally's stepmother ended up being a nervous wreck after her long weekend away from her horrid stepdaughter and neighbour she was dreading going back with every fibre of her being. Her surprise day off, her day with her husband and what was now her regular day off on Monday's had been rather busy catching up with house work and doing everything to prevent her husband from finding out her secret that would put her and her children in jeopardy. In a twisted way not knowing about their fate was what motivated her to get up early, swallow her pride and return to her life under Sally and Bernice's thumb.

With a heavy heart she had dressed herself in her twisted way too revealing maid uniform again, the same one as slut wore, already shuddering at the idea of how she would be lusted after by Bernice and Sally, being eye candy for the two twisted women. Her face was painted heavily with water and smudge proof makeup, and her hair was once again in pig tails as demanded by her Mistresses. After a couple of days it was once again hard to navigate the ballet heels, but at least she quickly got used to it again. What she couldn't quite get used to so easily was how that after her long weekend, she had just went from respected person and wife, straight back to just being slut two. With a change of outfit she had just been stripped of her entire identity and it felt devastating. She had barely had time to recover even a little from what she had been through last week and this outfit brought her right back to the devastatingly submissive mindset she had been pushed into back then.

Although Bernice's home was the last place she wanted to be, Rose forced herself to head right on out there. It was way too early for her comfort, but then again any time to go there was way too early. One thing was for certain though, she knew she couldn't afford to be late. Things would be more than terrible enough already that she could really do without starting her week off with a punishment, and she knew for a fact that neither Bernice nor Sally were afraid to punish her for even the slightest misstep, real or perceived. She really didn't want to go about giving them an excuse as she threw on a long coat and got into the car to drive on over.

As Rose arrived at Bernice's front door, out of sight of the street and having left her coat behind in the car, her heart was nearly beating out of her chest. Despite all her instincts telling her to run, her fear of Sally's blackmail made her ring the doorbell instead. It was a sound that was played throughout the house, even over the speakers in Jasmine and Cunny's sound proofed rooms, both as measure to make sure that Bernice didn't miss someone at the door, and as a measure to get their projects on edge, knowing that someone was at the door while they couldn't do anything about it. Jasmine was mortified, as she had been in the process of working the nozzle of her enema bag up her ass to douche as part of her morning routine getting ready for Sally. Cunny's for her part wasn't feeling any less embarrassed, the bell having woken her up, horny, stuck in a cage with a pair of Bernice's well worn panties to breath through. They could only hope that doorbell had come from someone here to rescue them, but they had no way of knowing or making themselves known. After the embarrassing days they had had, they didn't have high hopes at all.

Down at the door Rose was completely oblivious to their predicament having her own worries to deal with as Bernice pretty much instantly opened the door for her with a broad smirk. Without even waiting a moment she confidently clipped a leash she had brought right onto Rose's collar and addressed her, instantly setting the tone. "Ah there you are slut two, why don't you greet me with a kiss and tell me about how much you've missed serving your superiors in your rightful place?" she asked, pointing down at her feet to signal where she expected that kiss to be.

Reluctant, but without hesitation Rose complied, kneeling down on her neighbour's doorstep while she held her leash only to plant a kiss right on the woman's pumps, the faint odour of Bernice's feet making it out of those shoes as her nose touched the nylon clad foot tops. It was a bit surprising that Bernice's feet smelled this much this early, but little did she know the woman was wearing the same stockings as the day before. A pair that had a lipstick mark right underneath her toes. A mark Jasmine had made when she had given Sally's project a visit. She had loved the moans coming from the pretty dorky sissy as her face got buried in her damp soles while the vibrating plug edged her. She especially loved Rose's lips were now just the width of her toes removed from that lipstick mark her now sissy son had left behind. It only got better when Rose said exactly what she had been hoping to hear. "It's so good to be back madame, I have missed serving my superiors in my rightful place so so much." She shamefully spoke remembering to use her fake French accent while Bernice laughed loudly above her. At least it was enough to get her into the door and out of sight from anyone who might walk up Bernice's driveway as the twisted woman finally pulled her in with a strong tug on the leash.

"Well I've missed you too slut two, there's quite a bit of work to be done around the house as with only one slut available around the house her focus had to be entirely on personal service leaving no room for chores. Surely you will make up for that now that your back, but before we get to that, I've also been missing that tongue of yours and I'm sure that tongue of yours has been missing its favourite place, my ass you dirty little kiss ass. So get in position, you know the drill." Bernice gleefully demanded as she walked Rose over to the couch. Clearly Bernice didn't plan on letting her ease back into her shameful role at all she had only just arrived and she had already kissed the woman's feet only to dive right into the most disgusting job of all, rimming Bernice. Nevertheless she nervously got down in front of the couch, leaning her head back on the seat only to be rewarded with the near instant view of Bernice's very large cellulite ridden ass rapidly descending down upon her face, holding her cheeks apart wide to give a perfect view of her wrinkled rosebud.

As if she had never left in the first place Rose's world was once again reduced to darkness, the pungent wrinkled hole coming down right over her lips. All she could smell was the mixed musk of Bernice's body odour and her asshole while the woman's large cheeks sealed shut around her face. Adding insult to injury Bernice wiggled around a little to find her comfort while Rose could only groan, her whole face feeling sore from the shifting weight right on top of her. "Ah there we go, just like old times." Bernice sighed happily, loving the feeling of Rose's pretty facial structure stuck underneath her while her still gorgeous body lay out in front of her between her legs. It was great to have her two neighbourhood crushes in the house again.

Rose on the other hand was anything but happy about the position she was in. It was so bad that she was even looking forward to do whatever chore for Bernice in which ever way she wanted despite her weekend having been filled with chores to catch up at her own house. Any place was better than her current place, but she knew full well that there was only one way of getting out of this and that was by pleasing Bernice to the woman's satisfactions which right now meant a thorough rimjob. Wanting nothing more than to get it out of the way, Rose quickly wiggled her tongue inside the way older woman's ass, gagging a little with renewed revulsion after her long break. It tasted every bit as bad as she remembered and she hated it, yet she gave it her all with her tongue.

"Mmm, someone has really been missing my asshole a lot, diving in with such vigour so quickly, and here I was thinking you were just saying you missed serving in your rightful place because I told you to, you naughty butt muncher." Bernice moaned as she reached down in between her open legs to grope Rose's exposed breasts, groping them to her hearts content, paying special attention to the unspoiled nipples which had their own charm compared to the pierced ones with their little bells her daughter now had. She hadn't visited her pet yet this morning, but she was definitely getting all worked up for the girl. Bernice already longed to make Cunny finish the job her mother had just started on as she didn't plan to stay in place until she came. Cunny would have those honours when she dove into her pussy even faster than her mother had done with her ass. She just loved having a mother and daughter pair to serve her even if they didn't know it. She knew and that was more than enough to be thrilled by it.

Stuck underneath Bernice's ass, the words stung beyond believe for Rose who had just done what she felt she needed to do. It wasn't like she had been left much of a choice, but she still couldn't help but feel awful that it appeared like she had genuinely missed this. Somewhere she knew Bernice was just taunting her, but it was devastating to realise that she had effectively done just that without even the slightest amount of resistance. Maybe this was actually where she belonged given how she had instantly given in to Bernice's outrageous demands, Rose thought mournfully. There was no point in stopping now though so with a heavy heart she continued.

When Bernice finally had her fill of her once haughty neighbour's tongue up her ass she eventually got up without much of a warning at all, pulling herself off of Rose's tongue with a loud pop instead of letting Rose pull her tongue back herself. "Alright Slut two, it's time to get you started on some chores, you've had enough fun enjoying my ass for now." Bernice spoke quickly not even giving Rose a moment to recover as her face was all sweaty with the taste of ass strong in her mouth. Much to her horror Bernice had made it sound like this is the part she had looked forward to, and while that wasn't the case at all, she knew better than to complain. Instead she quickly tagged along, not like the leash and awkwardly tall heels gave her much of a choice in the matter.

It didn't take them very long to arrive at Bernice's laundry room where the laundry of the past couple of days was piled up high. Some regular clothes which could just be thrown in the washer, but there was plenty of lingerie to be hand washed. Stockings, socks and tights with lipstick marks all over the soles which would be a real pain in the ass to get out. It would take a ton of time and effort. Rose didn't even question what twisted game those had come from as she really didn't want to know, was it slut who had left those behind? Or someone else? She didn't know and didn't care as she was just happy not to have been involved in anything but this cleaning. Even if she had been given a thousand guesses she would have never guessed they were her son's. When it came to the panties she didn't even notice anything off on them. Unlike Jasmine, Cunny had left no marks. If anything they were cleaner than usual from being lapped clean or stuck to her face with her tongue extended out by the chain on her nipple piercings. "You're job is to get all of this squeaky clean slut two, now get to it." Bernice simply ordered as she let go of the leash and stepped out of the laundry only to lock the door.

While it was a little odd to Rose to be left alone and locked up like that, she was glad to be out of Bernice's sight for now, especially considering the kind of start to her day of servitude she had just been through. Besides, she had stopped trying to find reason in the woman's use of her long ago, she just did what she was told which luckily meant just a menial chore. Sure it was embarrassing to have to deal with all these smelly undergarments from Sally, Bernice and slut, but so much better than any alternative around here that she could think of. Rose thought remaining completely oblivious to what she was actually doing.

Bernice for her part was turned on beyond believe over what had just happened and the knowledge of what Rose was doing. She headed straight up to her pet's room to get the relief she was now desperately craving. The thought of Cunny getting her off with her tongue after her mother's tongue had worked her all up with a very recent rimjob was simply irresistible. Her pet might not know it, but thanks to her mom she would be able to score a lot more points, giving her a lot more orgasms. Rose had basically helped her get worked up enough to keep her daughter lapping on her pussy for longer than usual and the best part was that with the girl's new quotas she was bound to be happy with it as well.

Having been awake and too horny to fall back asleep Jessy had been awaiting her owner's arrival. Much to her shame she couldn't help but feel like she had gotten even more horny than she had been when she got stuffed in her cage last night. She couldn't help but feel like it was due to berating in her owner's pussy scent all night. In a weird way it made her almost happy to see the woman back when she barged into her room. Bernice's presence meant she would soon have a convenient excuse for her increasing arousal again as the woman was bound to push her through a few more edges while she are her out which would certainly follow. Not only that, but with a fat 42 on her back and already rather high arousal, she could also really use the opportunity to earn her way to an orgasm of her own. Her initial happy feelings were quickly overruled by shame however as she realised Bernice's plan, the one she was trying hard to deny was working. She was actually turning into the cunt hungry bitch her owner wanted and it felt awful.