“Oh, shit,” Mia moaned. She watched as Terra pulled away from her without any meaningful expression on her face. Mia was still extremely confused, but even more turned on by having the teacher she hated more than anything be controlled by Jordan.
“Take off your skirt,” Jordan said to Terra.
And she obeyed; she loosened the zipper on the side of her waist and slithered out of her tight skirt. Her long, pale legs lifted one after the other as she stepped out of it.
“Sit,” Jordan said.
Terra sat on Mia’s kitchen chair which was turned to face the two. She elegantly placed her hands on her lap, hiding the fabric of her thin, black thong. She continued to say nothing and observed with extreme focus.
“Mia,” Jordan whispered. He flipped a switch on the remote and immediately set it to the second level of strength. A low, but constant hum emanated from Mia’s waist. “Get back to work.”
“Oh, fuck, Daddy,” Mia whispered. The vibrations traveled through the toy slipped snuggly in her ass to her entire body. While still confused, Mia began to feel something else as she watched Terra dance around to each and every one of Jordan’s orders; pleasure. She knew that Terra had been torturing Jordan since day one, making it impossible for him to sleep well at night knowing he’d have to deal with her threats each and every day. Most of all, she loved the submissive look on Terra’s face; it was a stark contrast from the condescending bitch she knew. She had the opportunity to make bring Terra to tears and smiled when she realized. “Yes, Daddy.”
Mia resumed her riding motion, enjoying the pulsations surging through her lower body.
“That’s right. Shit, I didn’t think it’d be…” Jordan groaned.
Mia’s divine wrapping sensation, combined with the vibrator, attacked Jordan’s cock at every angle and made it impossible for him to keep his eyes open. Mia bounced harder, making sure Terra could hear the slapping sounds Mia loved. She began to moan loudly, looking at Terra with fierce eyes. Mia wanted to make sure Terra knew exactly how good she was feeling compared to the nothing Terra was feeling. Terra got the message and wanted to feel a fraction of what Mia was experiencing. She reached down slowly, aiming for her own tender place no one had satisfied in years.
“Did he say you could touch yourself?” Mia barked. She frowned at Terra, yet continued to fuck herself hard on Jordan’s cock.
“Please,” Terra whispered. “Jordan, please.”
“In this house, he’s Daddy.”
“… Daddy, please,” Terra sighed, clutching at her thighs. “May I please touch myself?”
“You may. There’s a dildo in the bag. Use it,” Jordan said.
Terra leaped from her seat and frantically searched the bag, retrieving a large blue, curved dildo. Terra returned to her seat and spread her legs instantly. She licked the dildo, pried her panties to the side, and plunged it in. She was hasty, but she wanted to match Mia’s pace. It was as if she was competing when in reality, she was in no position to even come close.
“Enjoy that. I’ll be riding a real man’s cock in the meantime,” Mia teased, hastening her speed to compete with Terra. “Mmm! Daddy, you’re so big. And thick. And strong. I love your cock.” Mia turned to kiss Jordan while she bounced, leaving Terra in a mess of frustration and jealousy. “Daddy, I think I’m already going to…”