Liz wakes up bright and early on Saturday morning. Well, 9AM. As early as a college girl who stayed up late would hope to wake up. She stretches and yawns in her cute baby doll nightie, with her bare pussy peeking out from underneath.
She does her morning routine, freshens, up, puts on a pot of coffee, and sits at her kitchen table, playing on her phone while taking her daily shot of caffeine. There's a knock at the door, so she gets up to answer it.
Looking through the peephole, she sees Deanna smiling devilishly.
"Oh my, bright and early." Liz thought to herself happily.
Ever since Deanna found out what a submissive bisexual slut Liz was, they've had a few changes in their relationship. Mainly, Liz does whatever Deanna tells her to, and loves every minute of it. Liz loved cock, and has had her fair share of good dicking. Being a delicate Irish rose, she couldn't get enough of those tough Irish brawlers with thick cocks that liked to put her in her place. She once fucked a bartender just to pay her tab! And not because she couldn't afford it, Liz was well off financially. But because he wouldn't stop hitting on her, and the thought of being such a dirty whore for him flooded her brain like heroin.
But for some reason, the orgasms were more intense when she was being treated by a woman like the degraded, depraved lil fuckslut that she is. Liz never had the courage to pursue women. What she really needed was for a woman to come on to her. And Deanna answered that call admirable.
So she opened the door for Deanna, and the two embraced. "Well how are you this morning, cutie pie?" D asks.
"Pretty good, miss Deanna." Liz's pet name for her master. "What brings you over today? Are we gonna have some fun"? Liz asked, with an anticipating smile on her face.
"Oh we sure are. But I have a little something else in mind than our usual fare."
"Oh? What is it?"
"You'll see." D said with a wink. For now, go and get ready, I'll take you to the location.
"Um, where are we going?"
"Don't worry about it, now get ready. Oh! And put this in." D pulls out a slim butt plug from her purse, much like the one they used the first time they got together.
"Well okay." Liz complied, not even thinking about it. So she lubed the plug up with her precious little mouth, getting it nice and sloppy so that it would fit. Liz was tight like a virgin. Men have had her ass before. But even the most skilled cocksman that could plow her cunt for 40 solid minutes couldn't last very long in her insanely tight ass. Once ready, she handed it back to D, who had her turn around so that she could ease it in to her.
"Ohh ohhh OHHHHH UHHHHHH" Liz squealed as the expanded middle of the plug pushed her balloon knot open, only to close back up around the base. Once in entirely, D tugged on the plug a few times, making Liz whine and squeal in a mix of glorious pain and pleasure.
"What a gooooood lil girl!" D said with a smile. "All tight and snug in your pretty lil shitter!" D Soaked up the sight of Liz's perfect round butt with a plug deeply entrenched inside for just a few more seconds, then instructed Liz to get dressed and get ready to leave.
So she does so, and they walk down to D's car. "Omg, I don't know if I can take the suspense." Liz said nervously.
"Sssh." D said, putting her finger over her mouth to quiet her, then kissing her pretty lil lips. "You're going to have a great time today, I promise." I'm just giving my good lil fuckslut exactly what she wants, even if she doesn't know it yet." She said with a wink.
Liz wasn't quite sure how to feel. She was getting wet, but also scared. "What was this crazy bitch gonna do to me?" She thought to herself, as she somewhat painfully sat her plug-stuffed butt in to the passenger's seat and Deanna pulled out of the parking garage and sped off.
They pulled up to a nice house in the Chicago suburbs. Two-story, attached garage, big yard. A lot of cars out front, so Liz assumed there was a party going on. "Oh, whose house is this?" She asked.
"Katie Johnson's." D replied. "The girl from the softball team?" Liz asked. "Yep. Her parents went up to Michigan for the weekend, so she has the house to herself. We worked this out accordingly. She was more than happy to host you."
"Um, but I..." Liz started to say. "I mean, what we have is one thing, but I don't know if I can...go with another girl..."
"You aren't going with another girl. You're going with a whole bunch of other girls. And I know you want this. Not only that, but you're not permitted to question me, fuckslut." D said in a moderate tone, but putting Liz in her place.
Liz's heart raced with anxiety and fear. She was going to perform with other women? She wasn't ready for this. Her and D getting together was one thing, but her having to basically tell other women her dark desires? She wasn't so cool with this.
D stroked Liz's soft brown hair, and kissed her cheek. "Don't worry, my baby girl fuckslut is going to have fun today." Liz smiled nervously, unsure that she was ready to share herself with strangers, let alone a batch of them.
They got out of the car and knocked on the door. Being greeted by Katie herself, a voluptuous sandy blonde with firm C-cup tits and a juicy ass. Not as big as D's, but easily as toned.
"Well hey D! And hi Liz, remember me from around the university?" Katie asked.
"Um yeah, you're on the softball team. You guys are pretty good."