How could he do this? Is he being controlled too? This can't be right!
As Stephanie tried to comprehend this latest twist, the Madame edged closer to her new man. "What do you think?"
"Amazing. I like the collar! Perfect for a bitch like her."
Stephanie cringed. She stopped a few feet in front of them and kneeled back. Realization fell on her like a lead weight.
Of course. The night in the office. It all makes sense now. He was in on it. He was always in on it. How could I have been such an idiot?
She tried to remember what had happened that night. It was the last memory she had and all that came to mind was looking out at the lights of the city and drinking...
"Champagne!" Snyde snapped. "Now!"
Stephanie rose to her feet, displaying her entire body to them. Then she grasped the freshly popped bottle from the metal bucket and poured two flutes. Handing them one each, they didn't thank her but instead waited for her to sink back to her knees and raised a toast to each other.
"To a wonderful evening," Snyde said, clinking his glass.
"The best is yet to come," said David, swigging the fizzy beverage. One of Snyde's long fingers played with his hair, then stroked circles on his chest.
I can't believe this. How could he do this to me?
Prunella placed her glass on the coffee table and stood up. He watched her as she did, his eyes grazing her curves as she reached out a hand to him. Together, they glared down at the once powerful and confident Stephanie Coy, now a stripped servant waiting at their feet for her next order. Snyde then turned to him and kissed him, deep and passionately. He kissed her back, swirling his tongue in her mouth and letting his hands trail down her back and below her waist. How Stephanie had longed to be the one to kiss him like that. Their display of affection hit her like a knife in the heart.
"Take my dress off," Snyde said, pulling her lips away. David moved to unzip her but she stopped him. "Not you. Her." She motioned to Stephanie. The redhead rose again, unzipping the dress she had helped put on earlier and allowing it to slide down to the floor, revealing the expensive lingerie. David's mouth opened, aroused as much by her body as by the sight of her being undressed by a beautiful naked woman. Stephanie folded the dress neatly and placed it on an armchair before returning to her spot on the carpet, hanging her head.
"Keep watching us, slut. Don't look away." The Madame's hands then moved to David's shirt and unbuttoned it slowly until she could pull it back, revealing his muscular chest. Stephanie had daydreamed of his bare torso in the past but that image was now being desecrated by the long slender fingers caressing his skin, moving down to his hips as they kissed again.
David kicked off his shoes and instinctively, Stephanie reached out, placing them neatly together. He laughed and Snyde grinned with him, pleased that he was there to witness her obedience. Within moments, she was unbuckling him, sliding his pants down. He kicked those off too and again, Stephanie picked them up, folding them, doing her part as their little helper. The bulge in David's shorts was evident and the older woman eagerly pressed her hand against it while he held her in his strong arms. Her bra came free and he dropped it to the floor carelessly to join the other clothes in the pile.
Snyde took his hand again and began to lead him to the large four poster bed, glancing in Stephanie's direction only to order her to follow. The young slavegirl padded across the floor after them, her face a picture of horror.
Please let me go! Don't make me watch! I can't take this!
Leaning back on the sheets, David pulled Prunella up on top of him, where she leaned down and tasted his mouth again. His hands slipped under the waistband of her black thong and slid them down around her thighs. Snyde removed them gracefully and kicked them towards Stephanie.
"Put them in your mouth...That's it. Just hold them there." Stephanie bit down on the sheer fabric and watched as he gripped her mistress's waist, pulling her towards him again and feeling her toned body moving on top of his. The domme ran her tongue down his chest and over his rippled abdomen, until she reached his shorts and decided he didn't them. As she yanked them down, his cock sprang free, thick and long, just as Stephanie had pictured it while sitting alone in her office.
Snyde locked her stare on the redhead as she let her breath tease the engorged prick inches from her face. Then with an exaggerated hunger, she pressed the full length of her tongue against it from base to tip. David shuddered at the warmth of her mouth and Stephanie shuddered because of the excruciating denial the woman had forced upon her. The Madame then grasped the cock, the same cock Stephanie had once believed would be hers. Smiling malevolently, she wrapped her lips around it, never taking her eyes off the naked girl by the bed. The woman's mouth sucked hard, the sides of her cheeks caving in each time she pulled her head back and sounds of pleasure emanating from both Prunella and David.
"Mmmm! MMMmm!" Snyde moaned, pulling the shaft out to see it twitch in her hand. "It's so big and hard! And it tastes soooo good in my mouth! Mmmmmm...."
The Madame was an expert. David had never had a blowjob feel so good and he clutched the sides of the mattress to keep himself from thrashing about, groaning loudly as the soft lips pumped up and down his shaft. Stephanie wanted to look away but she couldn't. The visual torture of her worst enemy, the woman who had ruined her life, now helping herself to the man she had once obsessed about was too much. The crystal blue eyes radiated misery. But still they watched.
Snyde eventually pulled away, leaving all eight or nine inches of David's stiff member coated in her saliva. The blonde then swung one long leg over his hips, straddling him and pressing her pussy onto his privates. David grabbed her by her enviable waist and helped her maneuver her weight.
Close your eyes! Please oh please...Just close them...
Instead of merciful darkness, Stephanie watched as her mistress guided him gently, easing herself inch by inch between her legs. With a loud cry, Snyde felt him slide inside her, pushing her walls apart.
"Oh fuck yeah..." the Madame breathed. David moved inside, pushing his pelvis up from the bed and burying himself to the hilt. In response, Snyde began to rock back and forth, sliding up his pole and sinking back down. "Oh yeah...Oh yeah...Oh my god...You're so fucking big..."
The couple made love, thrusting in unison, eliciting moans every time he went deeper inside her. Stephanie remained rooted to her spot, a subject to their erotic display. The older woman's back curving and her hips rolling as she bounced on top of his throbbing cock, making sure her slavegirl was in no doubt about how much pleasure she was having.
"Oh, baby! Yes! Yes! Yes! YESSSS! YESSS!" Snyde yelled, giving the springs a workout. David reached up and groped her large fake breasts, which barely moved as she rode him. He was clearly enjoying getting his hands full, feeling their exquisite bulbous shape. Snyde was happy to let him touch her wherever he wanted, throwing her head back and reveling in her conquest.
After some time, Snyde pushed herself up and David's cock slid out. He was visibly disappointed for a moment until he realized she was just changing positions and wanted him to follow her lead. Moving sideways across the bed, the woman moved to all fours, her face directly opposite Stephanie's. Looking at her slavegirl with a sadistic pout, she thrust her ass up and spoke in a seductive tone.
"Do me from behind, big boy," she sighed. "And you, bitch...play with your pussy. I want you to finger yourself while you watch the man of your dreams give me all the pleasure he'll never give you. But no cumming!"
David jumped into action, moving between her legs and lustily squeezing her firm buttocks. Her pussy was still slackened from his first round and he used his fingers to rub the edges, teasing her and opening her dripping pink tunnel. From this angle, he could look down on her naked back and just a few feet beyond, he could see his former colleague still kneeling on the floor, a thong hanging from her mouth and her own gorgeous milky white body displayed for him like a peep show act. He watched as Stephanie brought one hand in front of her and began to rapidly caress her clit. His cock almost hurt at how hard it made him and his purple head ached to return to the older woman's warm hole. Not one to ignore his own needs, he pressed home, spearing Prunella's cunt hard.
"OOooohhh! Shhhiiittttt!" Snyde moaned as he started to bang her doggy style. He was in control now and he wanted her to know it, his hands gripping her sides and practically lifting her off the mattress as he increased his speed.
Snyde bucked and moaned, once again keeping her eyes locked on Stephanie as much as she could. The shamed expression of the pretty red-haired bitch made her juices flow and she began to scream with each thrust. They fucked like animals. The bed creaked with their combined force and the candles flickered, casting their shadow across the wall like a pair of raging beasts. All throughout, Stephanie frigged her pussy, digging two fingers inside her slit, pumping them in and out.
"Look at you," Snyde laughed at the woman. "You pervert! Wanking yourself off as he's fucking me with his big cock! UHHHN! UHHHNN!" The thrusts grew even harder as Snyde writhed and shook. "Do you wish it was you? Do you wish it was your pussy he was fucking? He'd never fuck a pig like you in your wildest dreams! UHHNN! UHHHNNN! You're not worthy of his cock! UHHHNN! UHHNNNN! Oh yeah!...You're pathetic! You're a pathetic little worm! OH YES! YEEEEESSSSS!"
