Carl's ache in his constantly stiff cock had been steady all day but manageable compared to only a few short days earlier. Marcy came into the basement room and was carrying some cups.
"I've made you some tea Carmen, I hope that's ok. Do you take sugar?"
"Yes, one please."
Marcy took it to the cupboards on the far side of the room, reaching inside for the sugar, and with her back to Carl, she dropped a small pink tablet into his cup and handed it to him.
"Thank you."
They drew back some chairs at the small table in the corner, sitting to drink it.
"Marcy. Do you have any painkillers here?"
"Do you have a headache?
"Not exactly." He looked down at his cock under the table pointing back up at him through his now parted robe.
"Oh, I see. No, I don't I'm afraid, but leave it with me, I'll see what I can do."
The phone rang on the wall and Marcy got up and answered it.
"Yes, Mistress...Yes Mistress, straight away."
She put the phone down.
"We have to go up now, Carmen."
Carl stood from the table and his huge cock bounced out towards her. Marcy looked at his cock and then up at his face. She walked over, taking the belt off the robe, she tucked his cock up against his stomach and wrapped the robe around him. She took the belt and tied it tightly around the robe and his cock.
"Erm, thank you," Carl said, gratefully."
Carl followed Marcy up a flight of stairs and they arrived in a large open-plan room. Mia and Kim sat on huge sofas at the far end of the room.
"Ah, here she is, hello, Sweetie. How are you feeling after your bath?"
"Good, thank you, Mistress."
Kim patted the sofa next to her and he happily obeyed her instructions, only too pleased not to have to sit with Mia and sat down. As he did so, his cock was released from its temporary constraints and sprung up from between his legs, parting his robe once more.
He raised his hand in an attempt to cover himself back up, but Kim grabbed his wrist, pulling it back down to the sofa. The three of them just stared at his enormous cock poking through the gown.
Well, there's an ice breaker if ever I've seen one," Mia laughed.
She leant over to the table, poured a glass of champagne and stretched across to hand it to him.
"Thank you, Mistress."
"You're a lucky girl, Kim."
Kim placed her hand on Carl's inner thigh rubbing it gently through his rope and looking into his eyes with satisfaction.
"Yes, very lucky," Kim said approvingly.
Any embarrassment he may have ordinarily suffered about his cock being discussed like a possession was dwarfed by the fear of Mia in his presence and what she may demand next. His cock gently bobbed up and down with a throbbing action in time with the heavy beating of his heart. A bead of pre-cum pushed gently from its tip and slowly slipped down his length.
"Your girlfriend looks like she needs a little something to relax her, Kim," Mia said sympathetically.
"Oh, of course, how inconsiderate of me," Kim replied.
Kim lifted a small glass tray from the table with a single line of coke left on it and handed it to her girlfriend.
"Sorry about that, Baby."
Carl didn't need any encouragement and putting down his campaign flute, he snorted the line greedily, brushing his nose with his hand. It hit him instantly and quickly. It seemed each time he took it, the stronger it became and the more effect it had.
Mia's mobile rang and she look at the caller ID. It was Matt.
"I'm so sorry, please excuse me, I have to take this."
She stood up and walked away a little from the pair of them.
"Hello Darling, how are you?" She said quietly.
"Yes, everything is fine here, thanks for getting back to me so quickly."
"Yes, of course. I just wanted to make sure you were happy to proceed with the change of plan, that's all."
"Yes. of course, Darling."
"No it's no trouble at all, of course, I'll hold."
Mia turned and gazed back across the room at the pair of them while she waited for Matt on hold. Kim had parted Carl's robe completely and had her hand on his cock, stroking it teasingly. She looked back up at Mia and smiled mischievously like a naughty school girl, caught playing when she should have been working.
Mia shook her head slightly from side to side and then smiled back like the teacher at her pupil.
"Yes, Matt, sorry, I'm still here," She said turning away from them again.
"Ah ha... yes... ok then, good."
"No, it's no problem I was just making sure you were on board, so to speak."
"No, I'm confident Kim won't fail us, I'm sure of that, Darling. We just feel we may get a much better, and faster result with this approach."
"Of course, Darling"
Anything else you'd like to know at the moment?
Yes, it's no problem, I'll hold, Darling... No-no, it's ok, don't worry.
Mia spun around and looked at Kim. She was tightly squeezing the head of Carl's cock repeatedly, making his pre-cum ooze slowly from the tip. Carl seemed to be almost oblivious to it as the cocaine rampaged through his body.
Another thirty seconds passed before Matt came back on the phone. Mia listened for a moment.
"Yes, Darling, that won't change at all, I assure you. You've been very clear on that bit from the beginning."
"Ok then. Well, I'll keep you updated as always."
"And you too, Darling."
"Bye now."
Mia rejoined the pair, sitting down on the sofa opposite.
As Mia spoke, Kim stopped playing with Carl's cock and released it completely.
"Now then, Carmen, I have something to discuss with you."
Carl looked up at Mia with renewed fear in his eyes. Shooting a quick sideways glance at his de facto guardian angel, Kim.
"There's no need to panic now, it's not all bad, in fact, you may be quite happy."
"Yes, Mistress," Carl replied nervously.
"Now, I've had a request from your girlfriend, Miss Kim."
Carl looked over again at Kim quickly and she smiled sweetly back at him.
Over here, Carmen please," Mia said sternly.
"Yes, Mistress, I'm sorry."
Carl snapped his attention back to Mia.
"She would like me to release you from my service and over to her entirely. She feels your not going to take to our current arrangement very well, and she's put up a good argument as to why. Now she may, or may not, be right."
Carl looked over at Kim who was still smiling directly at him and watching closely his every reaction.
"What do you think about her request, Carmen?"
Carl spun his head quickly back to face Mia.
"Yes, Mistress," Carl bleated out quickly.
"Yes what, Carmen?" Mia said with a slight tinge of frustration in her tone.
Suddenly he felt afraid he'd been too quick and eager in his response to her question. The last thing he wanted, was to appear disrespectful to her.
"Erm, I mean, whatever you think is best, Mistress." He added quickly.
His second answer was followed by a brief pause as her elegant, french polished fingernail grazed delicately across her chin.
She looked down at his huge cock still throbbing from Kim's earlier attentions and the pre-cum oozing gently from its slit.
"Yes well, I'd be giving up quite a bit to grant my girlfriend her wish here, and I'd need to feel suitably compensated, wouldn't I?"
Carl couldn't believe what was happening and looked lovingly over at Kim. Was she really about to save him from Mia's clutches?
His gaze quickly broke from Kim and returned to Mia. Did he need to convince her more? He'd have to tread carefully.
"Yes Mistress, that would only be correct, of course."
Whatever she meant by compensation had to be better than Carl being her bitch.
"Mmmm, Yes, well, quiet," Mia said thoughtfully.
"If I were to grant this request to my lovely, Kim, you'd transfer your complete devotion to her entirely and she would become your new Mistress, do you understand what that would mean, Carmen?"
"Oh absolutely, Mistress," Carl replied, trying not to appear too excited at the proposal.
He remembered well the instructions she'd given him before about being his Mistress.
"It would mean I would do whatever Miss Kim desired, without question. To obey her every word and instruction fully, and to the letter, Mistress."
"And if I became aware that you weren't completely and utterly compliant in every possible way you'd have me to deal with wouldn't you?"
