“Oh God,” she whimpered.
“Now come for your Mistress,” I ordered, as I continued to abuse her arse, the power its own aphrodisiac.
“I caaaaan’t,” she moaned, even as her breathing began to change, the shift from pain to pleasure obviously beginning.
“Well, I would guess we have an hour or less until bitch Olivia comes home, maybe even with your dyke daughter with her, so it is really is up to you,” I pointed out, amused as hell by the complete humiliation I was causing this bitch.
“Shit,” she whimpered, before surprising me when she demanded, “Lauren, suck my clit hard, you fucking cuuuunt.”
The next couple of minutes were hot as sin as I slammed her arse and Lauren really went to work on her clit. The mumbling of the now submissive arse slut was hilarious. “Oh God, shit, it huuuuuuurts so good,” and “Fuuuuuuck, I’m so close,” and “Finger my cunt, Lauren, geeeeet me off.”
“Come my little arse slut, come like the nasty little dyke whore you are,” I demanded, as Lauren fingered her cunt as I fucked her arse.
“Yeeeeeeeees, fuuuuuuuck,” my new slut screamed as she came from the double pleasure.
I continued reaming her arse throughout her orgasm, a variety of strange sounds escaping her mouth.
Realizing I had not came myself, I took my strap-on off, roughly flipped the still trembling slut over and sat on her face. When she didn’t start licking, I ground my cunt on her face and ordered, “First a rodgering and now a queening, you are really getting the royal treatment, slut.”
Her tongue began licking my very wet pussy, the crazy day of sexual submission having me reaching orgasmic bliss in less than a minute. I grinded my cunt on the MILF sub’s face literally fucking her face with my cunt. “Here it comes,” I moaned, as I coated the slut’s face with my cunt juice.
Once my orgasm subsided a minute later, I got off the defeated, exhausted, slut and ordered, “You too, get each other off, cunt to cunt. I want to see a good shagging.”
June looked too exhausted to move, but Lauren, clearly horny, got in position and as the two women scissored themselves together as I went to the camera and filmed for a couple of minutes.
Smiling, I looked at my watch and realized I was probably playing with fire, and stopped the camera, popped out the tape, and said, “I will be in contact sluts. Both of you keep tomorrow evening free in case I need you.”
“Yes, Mistress,” they both said in unison as they ground their cunts together.
I headed out, my mind spinning with blackmail possibilities knowing that tomorrow was the pivotal confrontation day. I wasn’t sure how I planned to play it yet, but I knew it was now or never.
The end for now!
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