Make sure both women understand their place

Cupping the girl's pert little ass with one hand to pin her hips to my thigh, I took her by the throat with my other hand. "You don't get to call me that, Amanda. It means something. She is my wife, my slave, my precious gemstone, and you are not. You are just a temporary plaything, here to please me" I nodded to Jane, who immediately slipped a hand between her legs, staring at the scene before her in bizarre fascination. "To please us." I pressed one of my leg between hers to grind my thigh against her crotch.

Amanda purred, rolling her hips against me. "Mmm. Keeping me in line. I like that. I'll play along... sir?" At my slight nod she continued. "But I only have about twenty minutes right now..."

"Then I won't waste any time." With very little concern for the integrity of her shirt buttons, I gripped the front of her blouse and tore the whole thing open, exposing a perky set of breasts encased in a cute lace bralette. She gasped, but I was already high on my own aggression. "You seem like a ready little slut, happily throwing yourself into the newlywed suites of married men."

Her lovely eyes sparkled mischievously up at me. "Mhmm. There's nothing more satisfying than knowin—"

"Shut it." I spun her around to face my wife, slipping one hand up under her flimsy bra and one hand down the front of her pants as I did.

Jane bit her lip, transfixed as Amanda gasped again, then moaned softly as my fingers began to tease her sensitive spots.

"She's already soaking wet." I announced with satisfaction.

Amanda smiled at my wife. "Getting a good show, there? Feeling jealous yet?"

I slapped the girl's ass and hiked her skirt up to her lower back. "Don't speak to my wife, slut." Amanda was a cutie but the more time I spent near her the more irritating I found her to be. Just a homewrecking slut with a chip on her shoulder. This was an important moment for the new direction of my marriage