Texts.

I dizzy awake, hearing the sound of Mistress being awake. She's on her phone, texting away. "Daniel?" I ask, half-awake. She turns towards me, "Oh, sorry babe. I didn't mean to wake you. No, I'm texting Lana. She's trying to learn a lot, because she's not completely sold yet. She's worried she came on too hard at work today." I blink a few times, and rub my face. "Oh, is that all? No, absolutely not. I was honestly surprised she was so into it, but happy for her." Mistress nods, "Text her that, I don't think I convinced her enough." I nod, flipping out my phone. Mistress sends a text, creating a group chat.

• "Alex woke up" - C
• "hey! heard you felt strange about today, everything ok?" - A
• "oh god. sorry. cassidy was just explaining things." - L
• "im the type of girl who gets really into something, then second guesses" - L
• "so, second guessing rn" - L
• "ahhh, mistress used to be like that, dont worry. do whatever your comfortable with" - A
• "don't hesitate to just not either" -A
• "yeah, i thought you were already sold on the idea, my bad" - C
• "nonono! ahhhh, sorry. i guess i just need time to think it over a bit" - L
• "i guess my problem is that i dont know whats okay and whats not, with you guys and my husband" - L
• "ahh. well, get it straight with him first and we can follow up" - A
• "absolutely. talk with him first. its something me and alex still have to do regularly." - C
• "i see. he seems ready for anything but i need him to be real with me. i love him and wouldn't want to hurt him" - L
• "of course! thats a great angle to have" - C
• "probably the best place to start, really" - A
• "thanks guys, i also just woke him up texting. i'll message you probably tomorrow" - L
• "alright, remember, you are in control of yourself, dont do anything that makes you uncomfortable" - A
• "100%" - C
• "that's reassuring. tyty" - L

Mistress chuckles, "She was so eager, so I was eager to include her." I nuzzle into her. "You did fine. Lana's always been the quiet one who barely speaks up. I think she's just shocked to find a secret world of degeneracy right in her own neighborhood." Mistress hugs me, "Mhm. She's a pervert like you and me. She'll figure things out at her own pace." I sleepily agree, and fade out.

Morning time comes. Mistress is packing a bag. "You'll be back Sunday?" I inquire. She puts some dangerously lewd panties in the bag. "Mhm." A smile. She looks through her closet, digging for lingerie or clothes. I reach into her drawer by the bed, and pull out the unopened Queen of Spades buttplug. I pop it out of the packaging and sneak it into her bag, remote included. She'll see it, and probably punish me in a fun way for getting too creative. I chuckle to myself. She comes back out with something I haven't seen before. A crop top that's so short, you can see her underboob. "Where'd you get that?" I ask, eyes wide. She smiles, "Like it? Daniel loves slutty clothes so I nabbed this. I'm looking to wear barely anything around him all weekend." I smile, "Nice. Also, am I allowed to know how long you've taken him raw?" She giggles, "Oh I don't mind. We started last weekend, so, not that long. We ran out of condoms... and braincells I guess. One thing lead to another, and it feels so good we just decided to make it regular. Can't say that I mind, feeling his seed inside me is fucking mind-melting." I rub her back. "Beautiful. Glad you two are such a perfect fit for each other." She gives me a dangerously teasing look. "Mhm. We really are a perfect couple. Does that make you jealous at all? I'm curious." I tilt my head, "Well, I feel tingly, but I can't say I'm entirely jealous. I feel that taboo, butterflies in my stomach type feeling though. Similar. The good feelings that hit with it tell me otherwise, though." Mistress smiles, "I know you've mentioned you have very few boundaries yourself, but, I figured I'd ask directly. I can't lie when I say it's still a little confusing in my head sometimes keeping track of my feelings." She turns to me. "Last night we spent time together, just us, nothing lewd." She smiles warmly, "I missed that. I do. But, also... I missed Daniel then too. My heart wants the both of you." I kiss her forehead. "Well, it has both of us. Is there anything I can do to alleviate that feeling?"

Mistress paces a bit, "I'm not sure. It's silly, I know. I have two amazing guys who love me and share me evenly. They're attentive and caring." She sits down. "I want... to do stuff, all three of us. I need alone time with both of you, but we have to make time for us three as well. Watching you suck him off, and me coming over to help... I loved that a lot. Scared that confusion away." I sit down by her. "I enjoyed it too. I want to know him better. We can absolutely make time for that." She nods, "That helps." My face turns red, and I giggle. "Hearing you talk about him so lovingly makes my heart flutter. In a good way." She rolls her eyes, giggling and nudging my shoulder. "What kind of pervert likes it when his girlfriend talks about how much she loves another guy?" I kiss her. She kisses me back. She pushes me down on the bed, knee sliding up to my cage. "This pervert." I state. She presses her lips against mine, her tongue coming into contact with my own. She pulls off, a string of saliva connecting us. "I do miss your soft little slutty body." She lifts up my shirt, mouth gently caressing my nipples. I moan like a girl, "S-Shit." It surprises me, in a good way. She nibbles the tip, and I squeak. "Slut. Absolute slut." I start breathing heavy. "You can't even cum, but Danny cums inside of me, raw. You've never busted a load in me without a condom, and even then... can we call that inside?" She flicks the cage. "Too damn short." I start breathing even heavier. "Oh you love being bullied. Especially when I'm being serious. You get so fucking hot and bothered knowing you won't ever ejaculate inside of me. You might not even enter my pussy again! How does that make my cute little slut feel?" Damn she's getting into this! I can't answer, because she deeply kisses me a second time. I'm dazed with horny energy. Her lips separate. "I feel thankful. Thankful that Mistress will only breed with Master." She giggles, bright red. "Master? Oh my god, you little cuckold bitch. I love you so fucking much." Another kiss. "It's good that you're appreciative." She slides her crotch onto my cage and starts grinding. "Pussyfree little cuck." She kisses my neck. "Can't cum, but dreams of me being seeded by another man." A bite on my neck. "Ah! Mistress!" My hips buck, I almost cum. She laughs, "Oh baby, don't give up now. I know you. You're a slutty little cuckold, but you're also a tenacious bastard. I've never met a more wonderfully will-driven person in my life." A kiss again. "I believe. One more day. Mistress believes in you." I nod, focusing back up. "I will. I'll make it." She kisses me one more time, I grab her head-- and we make out. Hot breaths intermingle.

Our hands are interlocked. "You're gonna be late for work." She's laying next to me, smiling. I nod, "Probably. They won't mind. I've been on-time or early for five years." She smiles, "Don't make it a habit." She sits up, "Oh right, your challenge. You can wear what you want to work today, but..." She glances at the edge of the bed. A frilly pink thong. "Those are your panties. Your challenge is to send my a picture of you in them. Use a bathroom stall or something private." I blush, nodding. "Yes ma'am." She grabs her bag, "I gotta go to work too." She leans over me, with one more gentle kiss. "I love the shit outta you." I smile, "You have no idea how much I love you." She gives a genuine, deep smile.

I get ready for work. Androgynous is the vibe for today. Tank top, but regular jeans. I look like a boyish girl-- or a girlish boy. The pink thong is shockingly comfortable, despite revealing my cage.