By telling the lesbian girlfriends he owns to first put on a show for him

A/N: Sorry for the last cliffhanger, everyone. But if it helps, here is a quick update to pick up where we left off. Enjoy!

Laurel's POV

As the door clicked shut behind us, the weight of your one true master's gaze bore into you, sending a shiver down your spine. The room was bathed in the soft glow of late afternoon sunlight filtering through the sheer curtains, casting long shadows that danced on the walls. But right now, all that mattered to you was Master Michael and the promise of his touch.

Your heart pounded in your chest as you started stripping, eager to reveal your naked body to him. You felt a thrill of excitement and arousal on reflex as you noticed his eyes roam over your body, lingering on your chest as it wore now that you were removing the extra underwear you had recently put on after finding it abandoned in the apartment.

You smiled widely as you witnessed your kind and benevolent owner staring at you with desire and realized you wanted more...you wanted everything he had to give to you, and you wanted to rock his world with pleasure in the process to express your gratitude for all he has done for you and yours.

"Panties next," He urged. "Then lie down on the bed and let me take a good look at you," Michael ordered, his voice low and commanding.

You obeyed immediately, my body tingling with anticipation as you removed the last of your underwear and gave your master an unobstructed view of your most sacred channel without regret.

Kira, who had been quietly watching from a couch in the corner, finally spoke up. "What about me, Master? Do you want me to join?"

You saw their owner glance at her, his eyes dark with desire. "Yes, but first, I want you to lick Laurel's pussy to orgasm. Make your girlfriend ready for my cock so she is more comfortable when the time comes."

Kira hesitated for a moment, her eyes flicking to yours. Soon, you realized that you could see fragments of jealousy and insecurity warring in her expression, and that made you feel a little bad. After all, they had yet to talk about the implications of what does having a Master who could do anything he wanted to either of them meant to their romantic relationship. Just because he had every right to fuck them both didn't mean this wouldn't take some getting used to for Kira, since you knew that she really hated cheating in relationships due to her own past experiences.

And while this wasn't quite the same thing, you could understand why being commanded to eat out her girlfriend with the explicit purpose of getting her ready to fuck someone else might make her uncomfortable, even though this was their one and only master they were talking about.

But then, before she could try to reassure her dear girlfriend that everything will be alright, their master opened his mouth again. "I know you are distressed by my orders, Kira, so allow me to make things easier and more enjoyable for you right now," He said, turning his face from Laurel's naked form to stare at the ebony-skinned beauty that she loved so much. "I command you to never be jealous of any woman I own and fuck," he said again, his voice firm. "In fact, I command that mind of yours I own alongside the rest of your body to find it arousing and flattering whenever I pick you and/or your girlfriend to satisfy my needs, since you know I am usually busy leading this group and because you know I own so many attractive women that I can technically have my pick in this building whenever I want," He explained, his commanding voice making so much shiver-inducing sense to you too even as Kira trembled from his direct attention. "And finally, I command you to enjoy sharing me in bed with any woman I possess, even if it is your girlfriend," he stressed. "For it is my decree that it is not cheating for the women I claim to have sex with me or with your fellow Sisters-in-Ownership."

You watched as Master Michael commanded Kira's brain to accept and emotionally internalize his orders, his eyes never leaving Kira's face. You looked on as Kira shivered repeatedly at his words, her body instantly responding to his dominance. Soon, her eyes glazed over, and she nodded submissively, her body already starting to move towards your own, her pace slowed by the fact that she was removing her own clothes on the way.

"Wow," Kira muttered with widened eyes as you feasted on her gorgeous nudity. "Incredible. It's like you flipped some emotional switches in my brain with your words, and my jealous and uncomfortable feelings have been ripped apart, like a tumor being surgically removed from my skull with razor-sharp precision. Amazing...and you are right, I feel so much better now," She added with a grin.

"And now I am going to enjoy every fucking second of this just as you ordered," She declared, her voice filled with a seductive mixture of excitement and determination.

You watched with anticipation as your mentally reshaped girlfriend climbed onto the bed, spreading your legs wide and settling between them. Her dark hair cascaded over your thighs, tickling your skin as she leaned in. You could feel the heat of her breath on your already slick pussy, and you squirmed in anticipation.

"You're so fucking wet, Laurel," Kira growled, her voice husky with desire.

And then she leaned in without further ado, her tongue darting out to lick a long, slow line up your slit.

You gasped, your hips jerking off the bed as she circled your clit with the tip of her tongue.

"Fuck, Kira, just like that," You moaned, your fingers tangling in her hair. You could feel the vibrations of her moan against your pussy, her appreciation for your taste sending shivers down your spine.

Kira hummed in agreement, her lips pressing against your clit as she sucked and licked, her hands gripping your hips to hold you still.

Your master watched from the foot of the bed, his cock already hard and leaking, his hand stroking it slowly.

"Fuck, look at her, Laurel," He gasped, his voice thick with lust and even a sense of impressed awe. "Look at her tongue, fucking your pussy like it's a goddamn desert oasis and she's been lost for days in the heat."

You moaned at the analogy, your body arching off the bed as Kira sucked your clit harder, her fingers digging into your flesh. "Fuck yes," you panted, your eyes locked on your Master's cock, your mouth watering at the sight of it.

"She's getting me so fucking wet, Master. Thank you so much!" You shouted, tearing up as you got emotional amidst the pleasant experience. "For rescuing us, for bringing us into the fold, for...ooooh right there...f-for making it easier for us to accept our place in your harem of claimed women...oh holy SHIT!" You suddenly gasped as Kira sucked your clit with all her might, causing your back to arch off the bed even further and your toes to curl.

"I am cumming," You thought to yourself while your mouth was agape in a frozen scream, your essence bursting from your pussy and into your loving girlfriend's skilled mouth.

"Cum for me, Laurel," your master growled, his voice rough with lust as he stroked his cock faster, his eyes never leaving your writhing form. "Show me how much you love serving me with your body."

And you did. With a high-pitched scream, you continued cumming so hard you saw stars, your pussy clenching around Kira's wonderful tongue, your body shaking and jerking as wave after wave of pleasure crashed over you.

Kira moaned against your clit, her tongue lapping up every drop of your essence, her hands gripping your thighs tightly.

And as you started panting as you came down from your high, you couldn't help but feel shivers down your spine when you noticed that your master was watching you with beyond hungry eyes, his cock throbbing and leaking precum as he stroked it faster.

And that was when you realized that the appetizer was over...because the full meal was fast approaching your now wet and slippery birth canal.