Her place is between my legs

LANA

How many hours did I sleep in that cage?

Like two, three?

And what about the night before? That sex marathon with me, Jack and …that woman?

I probably got only like five hours of actual sleep. I remember him playing with us well past the midnight.

So I should be… dead tired, right? I mean I was, it was hard to keep my eyelids up… And I was in my own, comfy bed again. Shouldn’t I sleep like a baby?

…

All I could do was hug my pillow and wish Jack was here.

I… I couldn’t sleep without his smell anymore…

Fuck.

I… It’s not like I wanted him to lock me in that cage anymore… That was just so… It was, maybe, a little too… dehumanizing.

…“Maybe?”

Sigh. I really just wanted sleep next to him, hugging him, kissing him…

Mwah.

…I actually kissed my pillow.

Sigh.

I was beyond sad.

He spanked me. Right in front of Sophie and Ulla. Our colleagues. Another scratch in the “most embarrassing moment of my life”-column. This barely made it in the top 10.

The reigning champion was… the fact I told him I loved him today. OH GOD! After all the disgusting things he had done to me. And worst of all… he didn’t say it back to me.

There was no topping that. Ever.

I didn’t care anymore.

I just wanted to be near him.

Fine. He could even lock me up in his stupid cage. …For a little while.

RIIIING!

Huh? My phone rang?

It was literally the middle of the night!

The only person who’d be this rude was….

My MASTER!

My hand sprang for the phone like it could run away any second.

I picked it up, looked at the screen…

No. It wasn’t him.

It was …Anna-Marie?

Eew.

I had seen enough of the bitch to last a lifetime. I could still taste her in my mouth.

I wanted to throw the phone against the wall and go back to hugging my pillow…

But I was intrigued. Why would she call me? Now?

Maybe Master wanted had ordered her to?

Was it my turn to be turned into a sushi table?

Why did the idea of that make me so incredibly happy? …And horny?

I… I had to answer the call.

“Yeah?” I said in the bitchiest tone I could muster.

There was a small silence. I could hear her breathing into the phone.

“…You can’t sleep either, right?”, she asked in a hushed tone.

…

Well, obviously….

“We… Don’t you think we should… like… talk?”, she continued.

Eugh. Just the thought of it made my stomach turn. Why should I care about this side-bitch? It was clear we were after the same man. I was happier when I pretended she didn’t even exist.

“All of this stuff…” she continued, “It’s so sudden and so… so fucking absurd. I can’t get my head around it. All those things we… did… I’m sure you must feel the same way.”

…

“Look, I… You clearly have feelings for him, but I… And what about this thing he’s ordering us to do tomorrow? I… I’m so scared about it. And why… why can’t I… say no to him? About anything?”

…

She was feeling the same way I was.

She was as twisted as I was.

As twisted as Gretchen was.

…By the way, what were the mathematical chances for something like that?

That one guy could meet three extremely… oh god I had to admit it… “submissive” women …as us?

And the submissiveness… didn’t come naturally for any of us? Well, I didn’t know about Gretchen, but she sure didn’t act too happy about all of this…

Was it just because… he had some overflowing, never-before-seen type of charismatic power, or…

…

…I… I might have to actually…

Talk to Anna. For real.

ULLA

“Yeah… get in there… come on now…”

I could feel Henrika’s talented little tongue really lapping up my pussy.

It’s not like she didn’t put effort in to the thing. In fact it was a very commendable performance.

It… still… wasn’t…. getting… me… off…. though.

And it was pissing me off.

“Come on, quicker now, do it…”

She actually managed to increase her already fast pace. Not only that, she increased her attack on my clit, like some sort of pleasure-producing robot. All the while looking up at me with that sickly sweet smile.

Oh yes. She was born to do this. Her place was between my legs. She knew it, I knew it.

BUT WHY CAN’T I CUM?!

For the first time ever, my frustration got the better of me.

This had been going on for weeks now. I NEEDED TO CUM!

I needed to relieve the pressures that… that asshole was giving me at work!

“MMF!”

I pushed Henrika’s head all the way in my pussy. Really hard.

I could feel her tiny nose smash against my pubes.

She was trying to say something, but her small, squeaky protestations just turned me on more.

That right, bitch… Eat the pussy! Eat it!

Eat your sugar mommy’s pussy you fucking whore!

My thighs closed around her face, really squeezing her face in there.

She probably didn’t like this, or maybe she did, either way the dutiful lapdog didn’t stop her licking.

It was so intense! She was fucking me with her whole face! And I was in charge!

IT… WAS… TIME… TO…. CCCCCCCUUUUUUUUMMMMMM!!!

….

Nope.

…And that was it.

That was the perfect moment to cum.

But I didn’t.

I slowly released my hold on Henrika’s head.

Her face slowly popped up out of my vagina. All covered in my pre-juices.

Only my pre-juices. Sigh.

And she looked so confused. Poor thing.

“Did… Was that good enough, Ulla?” She asked hesitatingly.

No it fucking wasn’t. I was still burning up down there.

“Yeah, sure,” I said nonchalantly.

“Did you… cum?”

“Yeah, sure,” I said, sounding a bit more frustrated this time.

“…Really? Because I can-“

“No need,” I said getting up from the bed and petting her gorgeous blonde hair. “It’s my turn to take care of you.”

“Oh, wow, cool! So, maybe um, you can start by lick-“

“Where’s the strap-on?” I asked, interrupting her.

“…It’s in the bathroom, but-“

“Alright then. Hang on darling.”

I left her and headed towards the bathroom. God. The fun part was over, and I didn’t get to cum. Although sometimes I came when I fucked her really roughly with the strap-on, but that hadn’t happened in ages either.

What was wrong with me? Why couldn’t I orgasm all of a sudden?

Henrika was beautiful little fuckbunny that always got me off. But not these days.

Maybe it was a medical issue or something? Or biological? I knew that women were a lot worse in orgasming than men. The men could cum almost anywhere anytime. Like when that asshole… came down my throat.

Eugh. Don’t think about that.

You did what you had to keep your job. To keep Henrika happy.

Small price to pay. Specially in this world where men could do whatever the fuck they wanted.

Who could stop them? Us, the inferior species?

No, don’t think like that Ulla please. Not even sarcastically. Surely women were better… or at least equal in some way. That’s what I always believed!

But it was… like somehow that just felt so… naïve now.

Having ideals and principals was naïve?

…Yes, if they didn’t correlate with reality.

No stop that! I’m a feminist! I will always fight for women’s rights! Even if… They can’t do all that men can?

No no no! Of course they can! And if they couldn’t, so what? That didn’t mean women shouldn’t have rights! I mean we don’t **** dogs, do we? Even though they are… inferior?

…

Did I really just compare women to dogs?

I needed to get out of my head and fuck Henrika to comatose state or something.

If I didn’t get to cum, at least I would see her lovely o-face.

With her tongue hanging out and saliva dripping down from her mouth… I’d never get tired of that.

I grabbed the big purple strap-on from the wall (what was it doing in the shower in the first place?) and marched back to our bedroom.

…Oh shit.

I froze in place.

Henrika was holding the fetish nurse outfit on her hands.

The one that the bastard gave me.

I meant to take it somewhere and burn it… But I just forgot and stuffed into the back of the closet.

Oh shit.

Henrika looked confused. I was desperately trying to think of an excuse.

But then… her face lit up.

“Did you… Did you get this for me?” She asked excitedly.

…

I smiled, and nodded. She squealed in enthusiasm.

…This was going to get weird.

JACK

“Oh yes… This is the best way to wake up. Way better than those awful messages about deadlines you sent me every morning. Remember those, slut-tits?”

I gave Gretchen’s tits a quick slap to emphasize my point.

She just moaned with my dick in her throat.

This was going to be a good day.

An important day.

And what a nice way to start it off.