“Anything?” William asked.

“Anything?” William asked as he looked down at his cock.

Janet shook her head as he gripped her leash, pulling her over to the bed. Michelle followed, the dildo swaying. “Not that...” Janet said, eyes wide, her facade of confidence and control in tatters as William reclined on the bed and he used her leash to guide her onto the bed, gripping her shoulders to bring her face down breasts swaying and brushing his legs, her head held above his crotch. She crouched, arms bound, on the edge of the bed, her face inches from his thick cock as she looked up at him. “Do you want to suck your masters cock,” he asked her.

Michelle gripped Janet’s hips and the bound girl felt the dildo brush her inner thigh. She looked down past her rounded breasts between her legs, the head of the dildo against her lips. She made fretful, nervous excited noise. “No. I’m a man...” she shuddered as the and rested against her lips and then with a practiced thrust Michelle guided the faux cock into her. This end felt different. Longer. More ... cock shaped. She felt it. Her back arched as she found herself pushing back, her swollen lips spreading as her fellow thrall sank the dildo all the way in, hands gripping Janet’s hips.

Then as Michelle pounded Janet’s virgin cunt, William guided her mouth onto his cock.