Friendly Neighbors

Monica—

"Master?" I asked, waiting at the door curiously as Ed greeted his neighbor. The woman was hidden by my owner's body, but her voice was familiar… Familiar enough to make me start to squirm.

"Ah, hello there, Edward! Good to see you so soon.”

Ed’s reply sounded tired and I could see his shoulders tense up minutely. “Just Ed, please, Fiona. Or would you want me to start calling you Mrs.—”

“Oh fine, Ed it is.” The woman, Fiona apparently, sighed in a way that made me know she was trying her hardest not to roll her eyes. “What’s the occasion? Can I help you with something?”

"You can actually! Remember the other day at the bar?" Ed turned to look at me, and I blushed a little as I saw the same maternal woman who had given me my first real taste of Master. "You played with my new toy, Monica?"

"Oh!" Her face lit up as she saw my naked and flushed form, stepping further into the hallway to examine me, and I her. My eyes roved over her plump and curvy body, barely hidden by a loose blouse and some kind of linen pajama bottoms that strained to contain her thighs.

Fiona squealed like a girl half my age. "She's adorable! I could just eat her up~!" Her hands were clasped over her heart, squishing her bountiful bosom. "How'd you find her?"

Ed seemed amused. "It was more Monica finding me." He turned to me, smirking. "This is Fiona— you remember her, don't you?"

"Uhm..." The memory of warm hands and gentle fingers played in my mind. "Yes! Nice to meet you, ma'am." I gave a nod to Fiona that was almost a bow.

"Polite too!" Fiona cheered, giving me another appreciative glance as she clapped her hands together beneath her chin.

My owner slipped his arm around my shoulders and planted a kiss on my hair. “I can hardly take credit for her behavior, she came to me very eager to be an obedient little toy.”

“Ah! That is so sweet!” Fiona cooed as Ed led us all back into his apartment.

As they settled on the couch and I was sent to the kitchen to fetch drinks I felt the strangest form of anxious anticipation. As if I was a baby deer pinned in place between a bear and a mountain lion who had suddenly learned the joys of sharing their food. Lucky, lucky me~

Edward—

"Oh my, my, I would love to play with a pretty little thing like her! What do you want me to do?" Fiona squealed eagerly.

"Well," I said, getting comfortable on the couch as Monica returned from the kitchen, "like I told you, she was a good girl and deserves to be rewarded. I'll leave the how to your discretion, but don't be too good on her, she is still an object, after all." I said, with a mischievous smile as my pet placed our drinks down on the center table.

Monica smiled back. "So, how can I–"

"Silence, pet." Fiona suddenly rose up, pushed Monica against a wall and, in a practiced, fluid movement, had her arms pinned above her head. "You are only here for my fun, and will only make any sounds when allowed, understood?"

Monica nodded with such **** her hair made a slight swishing noise through the air.

"Good. I shall see how eager you really are." She moved one of her hands to be between Monica's legs and began to pleasure her, fingers slipping between silken folds with an expertise I could only hope to emulate. "Oh, and don't move your arms from up there. Only move them when I say so." She added, almost like an afterthought.

Monica was practically vibrating with excitement. Fiona held her against the wall now simply by pushing her pussy as she fingered my toy.

"You're a good girl, right? So you can follow these simple commands?"

You know, I had almost expected Fiona to get naked as well, after all that is usually how one did these things. But there was almost an erotic quality to seeing her still wearing a flowery blouse and pants that hugged her matronly curves, her wide hips, full ass, and thick thighs. Still wearing a cozy evening outfit as she manhandled a naked woman against a wall.

"I want to taste you. I am going to taste you now." Fiona held Monica's chin with one hand as she used the other to pleasure the younger woman’s pussy, and drew her in closer for a kiss. Monica was sloppy and eager, but Fiona was ravenous and demanding. For a moment I thought Monica's excited energy might win out, but Fiona soon established her dominance and the younger woman became putty in her hands.

After a short while, Fiona drew away from her plaything's mouth with a touch of flare. Monica leaned in, trying to keep the kiss going, but the hand on her neck pushed her away instantly. "Yes, very good little pet, your kiss was downright delectable. Your owner is lucky to have you, indeed."

I could only watch. Even my record-breaking erection failed to drag my attention away from the sight. The only comparison I could make was an expert musician tuning a new instrument. With only elegant fingers and experienced tongue, Fiona made the beautiful toy in her grip sing.

Monica's face was one of pure pleasure and bliss. Soon her mouth was hanging open in an O-shape, as she was far too exhausted to make another sound.

"Now, I wish to taste of your other lips. Let us see if you continue to impress." Fiona drew away completely. Monica stood up by the **** of her obedience alone, as her legs shook and her pussy thrusted forward, seeking the caress of the skilled hand that had left it. And yet, her arms remained glued to the wall, again, as she had been instructed, so her efforts were in vain.

Fiona brought her wet hand to her lips and licked her fingers slowly. Looking Monica in the eye as she saw the fruit of her own pleasures being enjoyed by someone else, and yet she was left out to dry.

"I have to say, Ed, my boy, I am enjoying this very much, she is such a wonderful subject." Fiona told me with a delightfully devilish smile on her face. "Should we allow her to cum now?"

"I don't know about cumming, but..." I tossed her the marker, "she loooves some body writing. Go nuts with it, I'm sure she'll appreciate it."

Monica—

I stood there, flat against the wall, totally naked and trembling from restrained pleasure as Ed and Fiona talked about me like I wasn't there. I was just a toy, an object they were playing with for their own amusement. Any joy I got out of it was incidental.

"Hmmm..." Fiona tapped her chin with the marker. "I don't want to ruin her pretty skin by anything too crude or insulting..." She grinned wickedly. "At least not yet~"

Ed seemed content to sit back and watch while Fiona paced in front of me, occasionally reaching out to cup my breasts or run a hand over my skin. Her every touch sent fresh tingles of bliss running through me.

She leaned forward and pressed a kiss to my cheek with one hand threaded in my hair. I couldn't stop myself from sucking in a short, shuddery breath. Fiona used some kind of cherry shampoo. "You've been such a good doll for me! So pretty and polite. Let's start with that."

The marker was uncapped with a soft *click* that felt like it should echo dramatically.

I couldn't see it obviously, but I held in a shiver as Fiona wrote Pretty Little Doll~<3 in elegant cursive on my belly. When the last flourish was done and the tip of the marker lifted from my skin—

I froze in place. My thoughts slowed and floated away. I could still see and hear Ed and Fiona, but I could do nothing, understand nothing. Be nothing.

Nothing but a Pretty Little Doll…

Edward—

I got up from the couch and walked towards the two women. Sitting out for a while and seeing them do such an erotic display in my own living room had allowed me to gather some of my energy back.

Fiona was enjoying the taste of her new doll's neck, giving her a hickey. I dismissed the slight annoyance at someone else marking my property. Fiona was a friend, it was hardly permanent, and it was very, very hot to see.

"Mind if I step in?" I asked her.

"Of course not, you're the owner." She answered gingerly. It was her turn to sit on the couch and watch with rapt interest.

Monica, now a perfect little doll for me, stood frozen in the same pose Fiona had left her in, arms raised up, back and hips pressed against the wall, and legs unsteady on her tiptoes. I put a hand on her shoulder and gently pushed on her arm. It moved to now being horizontal, though still bent at the elbow and hand in the exact same position. I moved the other arm for it to be mirroring the first one.

I kissed her on the mouth. She didn't respond, as she was nothing but a doll now, but I could still taste her. And taste Fiona's strong lipstick as well. I put a hand between her legs and was happy to see she was completely wet. Her juice running down her frozen leg, it was the only part of her moving right now, besides the slight rise and fall of her chest. I gently put my fingers on her lower lips, gathering some of her liquids, while whispering in her ear:

"Here's a new order for my favorite toy: whenever I order you to become a doll, you will return to this state instantly. No matter what you have written on you or what you're doing, you will become my pretty little doll again whenever I want."

I felt her wetness increase, so I could only assume she was enjoying this too much. I brought my fingers to my mouth, right in front of her eyes, and licked them clean. It was fucking delicious and I made sure to show her that. Monica didn't have any reactions, but her legs were getting drenched, so I knew I was doing something right.

"Fiona, I hope you don't mind me bringing her over to the couch? I'm gonna reward her and that is the best place to do it. Great back support.”

I looked back at my neighbor to see she was red in the face, fanning herself and toying with the neckline of her blouse. The normally controlled and confident woman was well on her way towards turning her somewhat daring blouse into one that revealed a valley of cleavage nearly to her navel. It seems that, when she was relieved of any obligation to be sexual by touching Monica, Fiona was actually quite prudish and could get riled up rather easily. For some reason, that made me chuckle.

Fiona waved a hand and crossed her legs, settling back to watch. "Of course, sweetie, you can do whatever you want with her."

I picked Monica up by the waist and dragged her to the arm of the couch. I laid her down, her head resting on Fiona's warm thighs. I propped her up so her back was supported by the couch arm and her pussy was pointing directly at me.

The moment her head touched my neighbor's soft thighs, she felt she was allowed once again to indulge. Fiona immediately began pawing one of her breasts while shoving a hand beneath her waistband, recklessly masturbating. I felt a bit envious of Monica, she had front row seats to that beautiful woman's spectacular self-pleasuring session.

Not to be outdone myself, I once again pulled out my cock, lined it up with my toy's pussy, and began railing her against the couch. I held her by the waist and shoved her body back and forth onto my dick. Her expressionless face remained motionless, but her pussy drooled at my presence. I fucked her deep and hard, using my hands to move her, to shove her, back and forth, into my dick and onto Fiona's now open thighs.

After countless moments of bliss, I felt my doll's body tremble. She tried her best to hold position, but the pleasure was too great and I saw her tummy shake with an orgasm. I couldn't hold myself for longer either, so I pulled her in with all the **** I could muster, shoved my dick deep inside her and came hard, filling her with my cum and feeling her shake and writhe with the pleasures I granted her.