Mistress Agnes.
With Sherri tightly strapped into the chair and her legs spread wide I thought I'd leave the rest to Marie. I was keen to observe how she behaved. I was certainly pleased at the start at how she dealt with Sherri when she decided to be uppity about wearing the ball gag. I know she doesn't like them, but she also knows that what she likes, or dislikes is irrelevant. I like them and that is what counts. Marie's decision to slap her across the face was exactly the right one and was what I would have done if Sherri had dared to try it on with me. Marie had a strong arm for one so small and she left a red handprint behind. After that Sherri did as she was told. I gave Marie the small vibe and liked the skill with which she brought Sherri to the brink before taking it away. I helped by slapping Sherri on the cheek a couple of times to drag her quickly back from the edge.
Marie understood immediately and the next time she withdrew the vibe she slapped Sherri, not on the face, but on the breasts. This inevitably involved the clamps and the action was even more effective. I lost count of how many times she was brought to the brink, but I could see it was sending her crazy, especially when the second vibe was pushed inside her. Finally, I took pity on her and nodded to Marie to let her know that this was to be the one. She nodded back showing she understood. When I had made Marie cum earlier in the day she had squirted at once, but Sherri rarely did so. Usually only after a prolonged spell of denial such as this one. She did this time and with a force I'd never seen before from her. Her body bucked and twisted and the straps holding her down bit into her thighs. It seemed to go on for ages until she suddenly flopped and went limp. Marie smiled at me looking quite proud of herself, which she had every right to be. Together we unstrapped Sherri and laid her gently on the floor. I found a blanket and covered her over. Marie stayed with her while I tidied up the cupboard carefully putting some items aside to be cleaned tomorrow.
When I turned back she was still lying where I'd left her but, to me, she was obviously awake. I felt she was making the most of her time out and decided enough was enough. I told her to stop playing about and kneel up properly. She struggled a bit, or at least pretended to, but managed it in the end. She was still gaping wide with the ball gag in her mouth and her face was a delightful mess, tear-stained and with drool still dripping off her chin. I undid the buckle and pulled it out and she flexed her jaw trying to get it working again. Now for the clamps. She knew this moment had to come but I still saw the dread in her eyes. Without waiting for her to say anything I simply took a clamp in each hand and unclipped them. She squealed and bent forward, her hand protectively cupping her breasts. I turned back and added both items to the cleaning pile. Time to move on, I thought to myself.
I took the lead and clipped it to her collar and handed the other end to Marie.
"Stand up both of you," I ordered, "its late. Time for bed. Follow me."
Marie stood up and waited, unhelping as Sherri struggled to stand. I walked out of the room and waited for them to follow me. Out of habit I locked the door behind me and led the way upstairs. Sherri was still quite shaky but managed to follow at the rear led by Marie.
"No point in using the guest room tonight," I told Marie, "you'll be sleeping in with us."
She said nothing but followed me into my bedroom with Sherri in tow. I gestured for Sherri to kneel down by the side of the bed and she did so willingly, her legs almost buckling as she did so. She'd had her fun and now it was my turn. And maybe a little more for Marie as well, to reward her for her evening's work. I asked her to help me out of my dress and she did so eagerly, releasing the fastening at the back of my neck and allowing the front to fall. She worked it over my hips and bottom and was careful not to let it go as I stepped out of it and then neatly folded it and placed it on a chair.
"And this," I said indicating my thong. She looked a bit flushed as she eased it over my bottom and down my legs. I sat on the side of the bed and held out a stocking clad leg. She knelt down, almost touching Sherri who was silently watching proceedings, and, one leg at a time, she removed my shoes and rolled my stockings down my legs and off. I lay back and swung my legs onto the bed and displayed myself to her. She seemed awed to see me naked. I smiled up at her as she stood.
"Your thong," I suggested and then glanced down, "and your shoes."
Without any fuss she pulled it down and kicked off her shoes before stepping out of her thong. It was lovely to finally see her in all her glory. I shuffled sideways to the other side of the king-sized bed and beckoned her to come and join me. She lay down next to me and I put my arm across her pulling her closer until our bodies touched. Without needing to look I knew that Sherri would be seething with jealousy. Unless she was in disgrace for some reason, where Marie now lay would normally be her place. I leaned forward and kissed Marie on the lips. It was time for her reward. For her first time I was impressed with how she had conducted herself this evening.
She responded to my kiss, at first nervously and then with enthusiasm. She welcomed my tongue when I slipped it into her mouth. As we kissed her hand came over and started to caress me, her light touch straying onto the side of my breast. When I made no move to stop her she became bolder. Fingers touched and then stroked my nipple. I was in heaven. Throughout the evening I had become aroused in a way I hadn't for ages. My new protegee was proving to be quite a find and her treatment of Sherri excited me. I kissed her more fervently and her exploration of my body continued.
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