Third Wheel Renter Part 2
Rick had successfully managed to wedge himself in Stacy and Monica's lives literally and figuratively. With his devices and sound program, he was able to go farther than any of the trials his work had managed to do. Creating situations that defied common sense and logic. Though it started small, his spoken fallacies managed to allow Rick to do almost anything he wanted.
For Stacy, what started as a friendly message turned into regular soapy, full-body massages. Her petite body was covered in oil and only had a string bikini to cover her bits. She graciously finished Rick off with a mutual happy ending. Rick was even asked once or twice by Stacy for a massage as she bit her lip with anticipation.
He suspected Stacy leaned more to bisexual than straight-up gay. Being married to Monica had made her pick a lane. Originally these massages would set him back quite a bit in the beginning. After a month, a handful of singles would get him whatever he wanted thanks to the positive reinforcement. Any transaction was the same stimulus as handing over a hundred as well as a jolt of endorphins.
Also, outside of conference calls, Rick was able to change her clothing preferences. Stacy started to embrace her short stature. Wearing Japanese style schoolgirl uniforms, micro swimsuits, Lolita lingerie. Anything that would embrace a more youthful appearance.
For Monica, her online persona Mona Sweets was exploding in popularity. For Monica, it brought attention to her cooking. She loved fan support for her videos as well as the many generous donations. Though her fans were more interested in her T&A than her dishes. Rick suspected that Monica had a bit of a closeted exhibitionist, which he managed to drag out. Her underwear got smaller and more daring as time went on. Exposing more of her tan skin and furry black bush to the camera. Also, she had become an expert at extracting crème d'homme from Ricks wanting cock. The taste and smell would now get her panties drenched. By now her pay-per-view channel was generating some decent income. Most of it was being spent on more revealing bras, panties, lingerie, and outfits for Monica's show and Stacy on the side.
One of the interesting side effects of Monica's show was that for the first time in her life she was starting to put on a little weight. Normally she barely tastes tested food at work. Now she was consuming her high calorie dishes from her bi-weekly show. Not wanting to waste good food especially under a tight budget. Though Rick did admit that really accentuated her Latina ass, hips and breasts. Her Mona Sweets fans were eating it up.
Besides reinforcing their original triggers, Rick pushed his limits on the couple. He convinced them they could save money by turning up the thermostat and wearing more skimpy revealing clothing to stay cool. Now enjoying Monica make him breakfast in an exotic bra and booty shorts with an adorable apron. Also, they could conserve water if they took group showers. Though this was more for Stacy and Monica, Rick managed to help the cause a few times.
Another change was on days there were storms; Rick could sleep in their bed as thunder buddies. Often spooning one of their bodies while they helped calm down what Rick called his "terror erections''. This applied to movie nights as well to build skinship between roommates. He loved having one of them sit in his lap as he rubbed his hands under their clothes. They would also rub into his growing erection.
The most outrageous so far was the "pandemic stress exercises'' that Rick said the government told people to do to destress. Now being able to pull one of the girls aside to release some stress and anxiety through touching each other's erogenous zones. Even though it sometimes involved penetration. Monica and Stacy did not see it as sex.
Though Rick had gone all the way with both Stacy and Monica. He had not achieved his ultimate goal of making them his body, mind, and spirit. Even with all of Rick's mental manipulation and technological trickery. Stacy and Monica were still a loving lesbian couple that only saw Rick as a renter and a good friend. That would hopefully change after this weekend. Looking over his dialog scripts, camera equipment, and the large box of goodies he purchased for Stacy and Monica. This was either going to be a tremendous flop that could very well get him hot water. Or be his most convoluted deceptions that would finally break them.
As the Friday workday came to an end, it was time for the usual half-naked dinner. Monica made another wonderful meal of home-made lemon pesto gnocchi with a spring salad while in her black bikini. Stacy was dressed like a teenybopper with a skin-tight shirt with a micro skirt that showed off her smooth legs. Rick enjoyed every moment of it.
The weekend game night went on like usual. Stacy was looking over the small bookshelf of board games trying to pick out something fun while Monica washed dishes. She bent at the waist, giving Rick a good look at her blue and white striped panties and creamy tight thighs.
Rick interrupts Stacy and said, "I had a request for a game for this week, but it's a bit different than what we have been playing. Are you both game?"
Stacy and Monica both said yes. This locked both Stacy and Monica onto Rick's twisted tract.
Rick went to his room and pulled out a large cardboard box and a set of rules. "I do have to admit that this game is a bit long. It combines elements of D&D's creative thinking and a bit of LARPing. It will take until Sunday night to declare a winner. The game is called Master and Maids."
Now sitting in the dining room chairs Stacy and Monica listened tentatively. Rick would play as the master of the house who had acquired two down on their luck women to be his live-in slave maids. Each wanting to vie for their master's attention and love. With the winner getting to be their master's slave bride.
Rick asked Stacy and Monica to lend him their wedding bands as props. Each woman removed their ring and placed it into his hand without a second thought. Rick then handed each of them an erotic French maid outfit. They were ordered to be their specific sizes. They included a frilly headband and half bra bustier. A skirt that barely covered their ass, and garter belts. As well as white stockings with simple shiny black shoes.
Over a period of several hours, the girls would do things to please him. Rick would receive a message on the head, neck, shoulders, and feet. They made him drinks while he pretended to watch TV. They cleaned the apartment with a feather duster. Occasionally they would bend down in front of him to pick something up or clean. In the process give him a great view of their meaty hairy pussies.
When it got later in the evening, he called Stacy and Monica into their bedroom which was now Master Rick's. Sitting on the edge of the bed, Rick looked at his two wanting slave maids. They both looked at him with hungry, wanting eyes. Really getting into the role-play.
Rick said, "I have called you here to ask you both a question. Do you know the difference between a maid and a slave maid?"
Stacy says with a smile, "A maid is just a servant who does tasks for their master. A slave maid lives for their master's orders."
Rick nods, "A good answer." Turning his head to Monica.
Monica still thinking stuttered. "A maid ... a maid can come and go as she pleases. Whereas a slave maid ... is property, ... and told where to go."
Rick says, "Both of your statements are true, but they are too broad and vague. Both of you come forward and bend over the bed."
