An Audience

Douglas knocked on the door to the master bedroom, hearing the bell from the guest bedroom. Mira opened the door, her lipstick smudged, her nipples erect, and her panties bulging. Jordan was right behind her.

"Very punctual, sissy," Jordan observed. "I like that."

"Thank you, Sir," Douglas said, blushing.

"I thought you might like the chance to see Mira and I fuck," he said baldly. But first ... Mira, why don't you take his cage off of him."

Mira nodded, almost in a hypnotic state as she took the key from Jordan, undoing it, letting Douglas's cock breathe for the first time in a week. Looking at his beloved, it immediately started getting erect.

"That's what I thought," Jordan said. "Lay back on the bed, sissy. Mira, frot with him."

Mira took out her 8.5 inch uncut hog of a cock, slapping it roughly on Douglas's small dick. Then she started to stroke them both together. Douglas knew the point of this exercise, and only a few minutes later, he was cumming, his thick seed pooling on his belly.

"Tsk," Jordan said, pretending to be disappointed. "Mira, lay back."

"Yes, Daddy," Mira whispered. Now she was in the position, and Jordan's eleven inch horse prick started to slap against hers. After twenty minutes of rough frotting, Mira's cock gave in, shooting thick ropes of cum all the way to her fake breasts.

"Now, Mira," Jordan said, all control, "What is the rule of this house?"

"The bigger cock fucks," Mira whined.

"Come here sissy," Jordan ordered. "Clean Mira's cum off her while I show you both who you belong to."