Fisher climbed the stairs slowly, wary of the quiet that hung over the upstairs. As he hit the landing a soft moan emanated from the bedroom and his heart raced as he entered the doorway. There, framed in the soft light of the bedroom lamps, was Sophie kissing another woman. Her crisp white shirt was unbuttoned, exposing the top of her supple breasts, and giving just a hint of the black bra underneath. Her hands cupped Jenny's ass, and judging from the way Jenny's body was pressed into Sophie's, Sophie was the one controlling the kiss.
She broke the kiss and glanced over at Fisher, still holding Jenny close. "Jealous Candi?"
"Yes Mistress," he croaked.
"Of course you are slut," Jenny said as she kissed the curve of Sophie's neck. "Her lips are delicious, I can't wait to make you even more envious when I taste more of her."
"Mmmm," Sophie moaned, "I can't wait either, but first, we made a promise to our dirty little slut, didn't we?"
Jenny laughed and kissed her cheek as Sophie winked at Fisher. They broke their embrace and his jaw dropped at what was laid out on the foot of the bed. A dark leather pad with loops and buckles holding an array of toys glared at him, daring him to continue. He made my way to the bed as Sophie waved him over.
She guided Fisher with a hand on the small of his back as she whispered in his ear. "You have quite a night in front of you dear..."
He only nodded as the array of plugs, whips, clamps and restraints entranced him.
"All for you Candi," Jenny said as she stood next to him. "All you have to do is choose."
"But choose wisely," added Sophie, "because if you don't choose well enough, we will choose for you, and you won't like our choices."
"Yes Mistress," Fisher answered, his cock throbbing violently against the ribbons.
"Something the matter slut?" Jenny asked.
"I forgot to ask you to put the ribbon on my cock after my spanking Domme Jennifer," He blurted, lowering his eyes and wringing his hands. He hoped the lie would work.
"Yes, you did," Sophie said, her hand massaging Fisher's ass over the short skirt of his uniform. "We will let you retrieve that after you've chosen something for your sissy pussy, and picked out something for me to spank you with."
He knew what she wanted. Something that would show her just how much he was committed to this game. So he pushed his boundaries and pointed to the largest of the medium size butt plugs.
"May I please have that in my sissy pussy Mistress and Domme Jennifer?"
"Good girl Candi," Jenny said as she removed the plug. "Now, for the spankings."
"Would you please spank me with the leather slapper Mistress?"
"Another good choice," Sophie said joyfully, squeezing his ass. "now assume the position."
He bent over at the waist, clasped his fingers behind his calves and raised his head. He swallowed hard as Jenny practically skipped behind him, and he felt the first touch of the unforgiving plug. She slid the tip around his slippery hole and giggled.
"I do love it when a little slut's panties are soaked," she said, "such a dirty little bitch Candi, aren't you? Getting all wet from wearing your sissy clothes?"
"Yes Domme Jennifffff...ungggghhhh!!" Fisher grunted loudly as she stuffed his hole with the plug.
"Ohh, you sound like such a whore Candi," Sophie murmured. "Moan for me again."
Sophie squatted next to Fisher, kissing his ear as he moaned, one hand holding his face, the other stretched out to cup his balls. All the while, Jenny twisted the plug into his ass slowly, stretching him as the lube slowly yielded to the molded plastic. He felt Sophie's fingers slowly drag upward, finding the tip of his cock and pinching it slightly. She rose and the fingers found his mouth. Fisher moaned again as he tasted himself on her fingers and the base of the plug slipped flush.
He could hear the triumph in her voice as Sophie spoke. "Seems you DO like it bitch."
"Yes Mistress," he moaned, "Thank you Mistress, thank you Domme Jennifer."
"Don't thank us yet," Jenny said, "you have no idea how happy I am that you chose this particular one."
Fisher shivered as he felt a low hum emanate from the plug, stopping and then starting again at regular intervals. He bit his lip as the intensity and the frequency slowly increased until there was a constant hum in his ass and he was panting with madness.
"You can go get your ribbon now sissy," Sophie said, "enjoy your walk..."
He stood and the feeling was like nothing he had ever experienced before. The plug, unlike the beads was unforgiving. The solid black rubber offered no relief and the deep vibration reverberated throughout his body.
"Ye...yes Mistressss," he moaned. Fisher took one step toward the door and collapsed to his knees as the intensity was abruptly magnified. Sophie and Jenny laughed as he writhed on the floor in agony, the plug ravaging him in unimaginable ways.
They walked over to him, hand in hand, and smiled down at Fisher as he whimpered unintelligibly.
"A slave to her pussy now," Jenny said, "a true whore."
"I told you she would be," Sophie responded. "next thing you know, she'll be begging to be shown off, pimped out and fucked."
He struggled to speak, but his voice was raspy and his lips quivered.
"What do you think," Jenny asked, a cruel smile crossing her pretty face, "$10 for your mouth, and $50 for your ass, you dirty slut?"
He shook his head from side to side as what felt like an orgasm rushed through him like one he'd never felt before. He became keenly aware of his hard cock rubbing on the dark carpet, and his balls pulling tight. A shrill wail shot from Fisher's lungs and he dug his fingernails into the floor, but then, the familiar rush of ejaculation didn't materialize. He cried softly as the women lifted him to his knees, his eyes downcast, unable to face them.
"Aww, looks like the sissy maid is frustrated." Sophie teased. "No cumming for you."
Sophie placed her hand delicately under his chin and lifted his face. "And you're going to be on your knees quite a bit now Candi, so I suggest you get used to it. Now stop your pathetic blubbering, go and get your ribbon and meet us in the game room, maid."
"Game room?" said Jenny. "Now THAT sounds promising."
"Not quite what you're thinking," Sophie explained, "but I'll be willing to bet that it'll be fun. For us at least..."
She smiled and pulled Fisher to his feet. The humming in his ass had stopped momentarily but the ache remained. Coupled with the tremendous pressure on his cock the entire effect was maddening, especially seeing as how Sophie demanded that he was constantly doing his crossed ankle sissy strut. Sophie whispered quietly to Jenny, and Fisher jumped as the humming began in short low cadence again. Their laughter chased him into the dining room and he picked up the ribbon and scissors with quivering fingers.
Sophie was showing Jenny around the downstairs when Fisher came to the bottom of the wooden staircase. They were silhouetted against the French doors to the patio where Sophie had turned on the floodlights to show off the stonework and landscaping they finished the previous summer. When they turned to face each other, they kissed deeply and Fisher remained rooted to the spot as the soft moans slowly drifted over him. Their hands entwined and Sophie moved Jenny's hands up to her breasts, pulling the smaller woman closer as Jenny again parted her shirt, and rubbed her breasts over Sophie's bra. Sophie bit down on Jenny's bottom lip and grabbed a handful of her hair, whispering things Fisher could not hear. Jenny nodded and lowered her eyes, then her hands went to her own breasts. One of Sophie's hands encircled Jenny's throat just below her jaw and her lips trailed across her cheek to the her ear. Jenny's body trembled as she nodded again. Sophie's face came into view again and she turned toward Fisher slowly, licking her lips and grinning.
"Ready Candi?" she asked simply.
"Yes Mistress," he answered. "I have the ribbon as you instructed."
"Good girl," Sophie said with a smile. "Give it to Jenny and when she is finished I want you bent over the pool table."
"Yes Mistress."
Jenny smirked as she took the ribbon and scissors from his hand, working quickly to tie the fourth ribbon on his semi-erect cock. When she was finished, she slapped the underside of the head with her palm, and held it up for Fisher to lick. He obeyed and she smirked again, slapping him across the face.
"Dirty whores deserve to be slapped around," she stated. "Don't you?"
"Y.. yes Domme Jennifer."
"Now go do as you're told before I do it again."
Fisher sauntered over to the pool table where Sophie was waiting, leather paddle in hand.
"Elbows on the side rail Candi," she instructed. "Now, wiggle that cute ass backward until I tell you to stop... Mmmm, good girl. Sexy, don't you think Jenny?"
"Like a porn star," Jenny answered, "smile for the camera bitch..."
Fisher turned toward Jenny and faked his best smile, expecting a flash, but none came. Instead she moved around the table, keeping her phone trained on him, recording gleefully as his smile slowly faded.
"Tell me your name..." Jenny demanded.
"My name is Candi, MMMPHH!" The paddle crashed into Fisher as he finished.
"And what are you Candi?" Jenny asked, keeping the lens on him.
"I am a sissy maid, MMMPHH!"
"And do you like being spanked?"
