“Beth.”

“You heard Master. C’m’ere slut.” Chrissy’s in Alpha mode now. Beth quickly pulls her hand (the whole goddamn hand!) out of Tammy’s sopping cunt and scrambles up onto the bed, taking your wilting cock into her mouth. Tammy’s limbless slump to the floor is short lived as Chrissy slides off the mattress to join her on the floor. “You don’t get off that easily, bitch. This time you watch and learn how to please Master.”

Wow, what a fucking turn on. The idea of a dominant female, as odious as it is to you, gets turned on its head when that dominant female is giving orders to see to your pleasure. Beth gazes up at you in adoration. “Thank you for choosing this one to fuck next, Master.” Her voice caresses the title, it’s like your name is God coming from her tongue. A tongue which quickly darts down and starts licking teasingly at your perineum.

“See the way she licks His taint?” Chrissy tweaks one of Tammy’s nipples hard eliciting a sharp gasp. They’re kind of puffy, standing out as small mounds on her rather unassuming A-cups. “Now finger yourself and think about doing that.” Tammy obediently follows instructions, plugging two digits into her dripping snatch.

Beth finishes giving your taint a tongue bath, before dropping even further, burying her face between your ass cheeks. She’s also got two fingers inside herself, with her other hand casually jacking your once more erect cock. She draws back after a moment and looks up at you, “Do You like Your ****’s tongue in Your ass Master?”

You groan with pleasure, the obsequious tone of her question firing off neurons in the nucleus accumbens of your brain as dopamine floods your system. “Gods yes!”

“Now she’s eating His ass, whore. You wish you were her, don’t you?” Chrissy’s now standing behind Tammy, hands on either side of her lolling head, fingers prying her eyes open in a bizarrely sexualized parody of Kubrick’s Clockwork Orange.

“Yessss, wanna eat Master’s ass.” Tammy frigs herself furiously, her own dopamine receptors flooding, and you have to wonder if Chrissy’s ever taken a psych class. What’s going on over there is classical direct PIT (Pavlovian-Instrumental Transfer).

Beth continues to tongue-fuck your ass for a few more minutes, before raising herself up to gaze into your eyes. “Would Master please fuck this ****’s asshole?” She then goes back to rimming you with gusto.

Your hand fumbles for the bedside table, digging by touch alone into the drawer until it closes on a bottle of lube the girls picked up yesterday. You drop it on the bed and whisper, “Yes.”

“Listen to her tone when she asks.” Chrissy is still holding Tammy, who’s body is now just basically a rag doll, unmoving except for the occasional sway and the violent jilling from her nether regions. “Just remember you’re nothing but three holes for Master to fuck.”

“Three holes for Master to fuck.”

“That’s right. Keep saying it.”

“i’m nothing but three holes for Master to fuck. i’m nothing but three holes for Master to fuck. i’m nothing but three holes for Master to fuck.”

Beth has stopped licking you and begun lubing up her ass, all the while gazing at you with lust. She leans down and whispers in your ear, “Thank You, Master.” She then turns into that same reverse cowgirl pose and slowly begins lowering her greased asshole onto your raging erection.

“i’m nothing but three holes for Master to fuck. i’m nothing but three holes for Master to fuck. i’m nothing but three holes for Master to fuck.”

Tammy is completely lost in her mantra now, almost in a trance, her eyes rolling wildly in her head as she continues to masturbate furiously. You look up at Chrissy, who has now let go of the woman and is herself jilling off wildly. She smiles and winks at you. And then your whole world is just the sensation of being balls deep in Beth’s ass, as her bubble butt bounces on your lap, those glorious cheeks clapping together around your dick.

It doesn’t take long until you’re cumming deep in her bowels. Her body shudders in simultaneous orgasm with you as you unload your balls. After a moment her aftershocks subside and she slides off of you, her now gaping asshole leaking your cum all over the sheets. She snuggles up under your armpit and says “Thank You for Your cum, Master.”

You kiss her forehead indulgently, and look back at the other two, catching Chrissy’s eye.

“Bring her to me.