Lunch Break!!

I wracked my brain for a new game, but to be honest, I was starting to get a bit tired and was running out of ideas. Liv, however proved to once again be a font of good ideas, even if this one was somewhat unintentional.

"I'm fucking hungry."

Gripping the end of the dog's leash, I led Katie, blindfolded, hands tied behind her back, and ballgag securely fastened, down the stairs. Liv could barely contain her giggling as she playfully swatted the poor girl's ass. Katie, for her part, offered no protest. Whether that was because we'd broken her will for the time being, or had something to do with her once-again dripping cunt was uncertain.

The doorbell rang and I positioned my captive in front of the door, stuffing a 20 dollar bill in her cunt. "Move a muscle and I'll give you to your boyfriend's other bitch," Liv whispered menacingly before opening the cap on her magic marker. Giggling some more she crudely wrote "Thank You" across Julie's breasts, then drew an arrow down to where the money was stored. With that, she joined me behind the door, and I pulled it open.

"Pizza deliv... er... your welcome... ma'am." came a young, male-sounding voice from the other side of the doorway. I heard Katie moan slightly, then the sound of cardboard touching the stoop then, a few moments later, the sound of the pizza guy driving off.

I opened the back door and smiled at the clear blue sky. I was a beautiful day out; a shame to keep Julie all cooped up. I led her a little ways onto the fenced-in lawn, and then tied her legs together, pushed her to the ground, and placed my hand on the ball-gag.

"He's about to take it out. I'm guessing you don't want to draw the neighbors' attention, though," Liv whispered to Katie.

I removed the gag and, like a good girl, Katie didn't utter a peep, though I could hear her sobbing almost inaudibly. Not wanting to push my luck, I gestured for Katie to hand me the dildo, which I pushed into her mouth, stopping just short of making her **** on the thing. I tied it in place with a strip of cloth, then grabbed the smaller of the two vibrators. Smaller being a relative term for eight thick inches of plastic. I let Liv spit on the end, then inserted it forcefully into Katie's ravaged asshole. She grunted around the dildo, but was obviously trying her best not to make noise. I was about to make that difficult. Grabbing the larger of the two vibrators (by this point I saw little reason to note measurements), I pushed it into Katie's cunt, and switched both appliances on. Katie quickly moaned to life around the rubber cock in her mouth, the events of the day thus far having made her less exhausted than overstimulated and hypersensitive.

"That should keep her warm for a while," Liv mused as I slid the sliding glass door closed and sat down at the kitchen table.

I smiled. "Yeah, no kidding. How long are you here for, anyway?" I opened the pizza box and grabbed a slice of pepperoni.

Liv shrugged. "Think it was an hour and a half. To be honest, I've lost track of the time. I don't usually get to be play 'top', if you understand my meaning. Kind of fun, but maybe I should..."

I cut her off with a wave of my hand. "Sit. Eat. We'll work out something." In the back of my mind, I knew I was starting to get too bold for my own good, but restraint wasn't coming easy. Part of me wondered how hard it would be to clean up the place after a party. Another part of me realized that if I didn't actually take the dog out sometime soon, I'd have something else to clean up; though that was the least of my worries. I silently reassured myself with the same words I'd told Liv. I'd work out something.

Turning the blender off, I poured the pureed pizza slices into a dog dish and carried the mess outside to where Liz was unplugging Katie's various orifices. The poor girl was soaked in sweat and cum, panting with exhaustion. I set the dish on the lawn nearby, and propped Katie up on her knees, then guided her head down to where lunch was waiting. "Oh, Jesus Christ, Brian," Katie tried to protest in a rather hoarse whisper, "Can't you untie me at least long enough to eat?"

Liv just smacked her on the ass in response and resignedly Katie settled into her meal. Meanwhile, the wheels were turning in my head...