We all lay there together, as we caught our breaths and calmed our bodies. I sighed contentedly, as I snuggled into my Chantel's and mom's arms. I felt gentle fingers trailing softly over my back and arms, as other fingers trailed softly up and down my thigh. I trailed my fingers over both of their bodies, unwilling to leave either of my mistresses wanting.
Even if I was not currently submitting to either of them, my submissive side demanded that I show them both my love and devotion. I smiled as I realized that my brain had already separated into two distinct parts: one was my normal side that loved the amazing sex we had all just shared and that hoped for more sex with Chantel and mom. The other 'me' was a submissive side that referred to them as mistress mommy and mistress Chantel while hoping for more opportunities to serve them both faithfully as their sex slave.
Mom seemed to come back to herself first, as Chantel and I continued to snuggle closer to each other's bodies. Mom stretched and then stood up abruptly, before turning and looking down at us as she sternly said, "Slut, slave, I want you both in the rec (recreation) room in five minutes. Slut, you show slave the proper way in which to await my arrival."
Mistress mommy then walked purposefully from the room, not even glancing back as we chorused, "Yes, mistress mommy."
Slut and I then made our way to our feet, before walking to the rec (recreation) room.
The rec (recreation) was spacious and where we usually worked on projects for school that required a lot of room. It was the same size as the living room, but there was no TV and it had only a few wooden chairs surrounding a wooden work table. The whole room was carpeted like the rest of the house, and was lit by several ceiling lights. There were no windows and only one doorway. Slut began to remove the table and chairs from the center of the room, and I pitched in as we removed the table legs to allow the table to be set against the far wall standing up. With the whole room now basically bare of all furnishings, slut then knelt in the middle of the room. She sat back on her heels with her head bowed and her hands in her lap. I mirrored her position, and we then silently waited for mistress mommy to return.
I heard mistress mommy's footsteps as she entered the room, but kept my head bowed submissively. I was unsure if we were supposed to greet mistress mommy, but since slut stayed silent, so did I. I noticed in my peripheral vision that mistress mommy seemed to have dressed in some kind of shiny black outfit, but I couldn't tell exactly what it was. She was walking around us, as she seemed to be hanging something from the ceiling where an old chandelier used to hang. I heard the sounds of metal clinking and snapping closed. I was then startled as a fur lined black leather collar was affixed around my neck and locked in place.
Without conscious thought, I immediately breathed out "Thank you, mistress mommy."
I felt my cheeks redden as I blushed, fearing that I had spoken out of turn. I was literally on the verge of tears, until mistress mommy attached a similar collar to slut's neck after which slut breathed out "Thank you, mistress mommy."
I felt myself sigh in relief and relax, now knowing that I had in fact reacted correctly. Mistress mommy then ordered, "Both of you stand up."
We both silently got to our feet, but kept our heads lowered. Mistress mommy then handed each of some kind of black leather harness. I was unsure of what it was, but thankfully mistress mommy said "Slut, you need to show slave how to put this on. I expect you to both be wearing your belts when I return."
Slut and I both chorused, "Yes, mistress mommy."
Mistress mommy then walked from the room. I then turned to slut, as she began to put the "belt" on. I watched and tried to see how she was doing this, so I could repeat it with mine. There was a thick strip of leather that seemed to be for fastening around the waist, and two smaller strips that fastened around each thigh. I got the idea, and began to put mine on, as slut adjusted her belt for the proper fit. I got mine on, and it seemed to be pretty straight forward.
But I was confused as to the purpose. It certainly didn't cover our pussies, asses, or assholes. And there were two straps that hung down and held a larger loop of leather just above our pussies. I was completely at a loss as to the purpose.
They were obviously not chastity belts or strap-on harnesses, both of which I had Googled online and had hoped to ask slut about her desire to use them, at least before this afternoon I had hoped to ask her.
Now I wasn't sure if I was allowed to make suggestions regarding the BDSM part of our relationship.
Slut looked me over and didn't seem to find any flaws in the way I had put on my belt. We then continued to stand with our heads bowed and our hands clasped in the small of our backs, as we awaited the return of mistress mommy. I then heard her footsteps, as she reentered the room. This time I was able to get a better look at her.
She had on a tight fitting black leather corset, that pushed up her large breasts in a very sexy way. Shiny black latex stilettos covered her feet and black fishnet stockings that were clipped to her corset covered her legs. The fishnet stockings were pretty thick and completely crotchless, as they left mistress mommy's ass cheeks, asshole, and pussy completely uncovered and open for action or servicing as was probably the case. She also had on a pair of shiny black latex gloves that ran all the way up to her biceps. She had left her hair free and it cascaded down her back.. Her whole outfit looked incredibly sexy.
