Brass in Pocket

GRETCHEN

Yeah...

The expression on both their faces... This had to be the right decision!

His playful smile...

And her... her arrogant, "I'm-secretly-better-than-you"-face morphing into indignant distress.

I hated being this... intimate with her. I never wanted to see how well a strap could fit between those tight asscheeks.

But I would do anything... for my master.

I sort of had to. It was the only move I had left.

It could be my last chance to prove my true love for him!

I cupped the cow's tits beneath my palms, and squeezed them so tight that her nipples burst between my fingers.

"Owww! You- nghhh", she screeched.

...She probably had a treasure load of words she wanted to unload on me.

But she bit her tongue. Probably too scared to use them.

Perhaps she didn't want master to see her like that. Like she truly was.

Just an irritating kid putting up a facade of being "nice" and "sweet" to get what she wants.

I knew her better.

That competitive streak was all that she was. There was nothing more to her. All her articles felt empty. She tried so hard to be the best... She probably forgot herself in the process.

Fuck her stupid, arrogant mentality. I needed her gone. Her ass destroyed. Out of my way, leaving nothing but her empty shell on the floor in devastation.

And master...

He looked so happy!

And smiled at me!

I knew it! This was the correct thing to do!

He wanted me to destroy her ass as well!

I leaned into her even harder... And felt her collar clashing with mine... I slowly pulled back, out of her butthole...

And then shoved it right back in.

Harder and faster.

"UAAAGHHHH!!!" she screamed.

Now I sort of wished I hadn't lubed up the thing.

Just fucking this bitch's ass raw like that... Would've felt so good.

Wait, what?

...Good?

No, no... How did that thought enter my head?

I... I didn't really want to do this, this was all for his pleasure...

Yet... there was an odd satisfaction...

"YAAAAGHH!!"

...in pumping the thing into her ass for the third time.

I hearing her screech like an animal in pain.

Master started fucking her at the same time.

We... we were working in tandem!

We both violated her stupid holes at the same time!

Me on top... And he on the bottom.

Fucking this stupid bitch with master felt... weird.

Almost, like...

Like... we were in perfect... sync?

I tried to keep eye contact with him... But the constant movement made it pretty hard.

Poor Lana probably didn't have a clue in her head anymore. She was zonking out from the combined sensations.

She was gurgling and talking incomprehensibly.

I was putting my best effort too. I tried to match the master's speed and roughness in fucking the dumb bitch... But it was impossible.

He was so fast. Like a fucking machine with unlimited strength.

...This... This almost reminded me... of the state he was in two days ago... with Gloria...

...Like he couldn't focus on anything else then destroying her pussy.

I... I really hoped master wouldn't.... wouldn't allow her to cum.... I wanted her to leave this fuckfest with a completely unfulfilled cunt. Sexually frustrated... like the little skank deserved to be.

The only way this would end...

Would be...

When the master...

...Came...

And, looking at his face... that was... only a few seconds away...

But... hold on... wait a minute...

If... if he came right now...

He'd shoot in...

and... and... with me in this position, he... he couldn't easily lift Lana off him, so...

No.

No, shit, no!!

NO!!!!

HE CAN'T CUM INSIDE HER!!!

THAT CAN'T HAPPEN!!!

I immediately ripped myself out of Lana's asshole...

But it was a few seconds too late.

The master moaned loudly...

And...

..I saw his white goo

... seeping out of her vagina.

...

I fell on the floor...

...and...

...and I almost felt like I could keep...

...f-falling forever...

...

...But... wait... M-maybe... Maybe she was on birth control?

Th- There's no way... She was going to p-pregnant from this, right?

I.... I had been so focused on the competition, that I didn't consider...

If...

If she was about to have the master's child...

...

W-what do I do now?

His dick... It was still just... inside her...

...still spitting out semen... so much so... that the overflow made most of it just... drip along his cock and on the floor.

So, so much... semen...

...

And still they were on top of each other.

Both exhausted.

With Lana... planting small kisses on his chest.

...

I felt hopeless.

Lost.

Abandoned.

More meaningless than a speck of a speck.

I was watching my worst nightmare coming true.

I... I didn't know what to do.

I just... I wanted to remove his cock from her and quickly suck up all the semen.

Just so nothing more went inside her.

...But it was too late. If I wanted it all gone, I'd have to... suck her too and...

No, shut up, Gretchen! You can't prevent a pregnancy that way!

Wait... Was the... contest already over?

Was this the most clear, concrete defeat anyone had ever suffered? In the history of mankind?

He had cum... And Lana played the main role in...

...loving him...

...

hehe...

He... he could really reduce me into nothingness, couldn't he?

...

hehe...

...I was nothing... Absolutely nothing...

...More meaningless than the tiniest atom in the Universe.

It was a wonder if he even remembered my existence at this point.

I had given up... everything... to be with him...

And he just-

Wait.

I perked up my ears.

I definitely heard something weird just now.

Something like... an extra moan?

And it didn't come from the bed...

It came from the... bedroom door?

And if it came from there...

...There was only one explanation for that.

It was her.

...Wait...

Could... Could I use this somehow?

...What if...

Maybe I could do that?

I mean, Lana and the master were still distracted...

The still-horny cunt was trying to ignite master to round 2 by grinding on his limp dick...

And he... He said all methods are allowed...

...

Fuck it. I have to play every card I'm dealt right now.

I stood up, and quickly dropped the strap on the floor.

I picked up something from the master's closet, I marched to the bedroom door.

I blew the door wide open. Very quickly and forcefully.

I saw what I hoped to see. The master's ex-wife had leaned so heavily on the door, that the bitch fell down the moment it opened.

The sudden noise made even the pair on the bed snap to attention.

"Ugh! Ow! What, wait, no-" Michelle blabbered as I jumped on top of her and took a hold of her wrists.

While she was still in a state of confusion, probably not expecting to wrestle with a sweaty, naked woman, I locked her hands with the handcuffs.

*CLICK!* *CLICK!*'

"HEY what the fuc-"

"Shut the fuck up," I said pushing her head on the floor with my elbow.

She kept whining something against the floorboards, but it didn't matter.

I looked up to the confused pair, still on bed.

"Master..." I said, doing my best to get my sugar-sweet tone back. It was... surprisingly easy, because his authoritative stare always made me feel so... small and insignificant. "I- I've caught an intruder... And... And I think... she should be... p-punished... master..."

I lifted Michelle's head off the floor. She kept up her whining for a few seconds... But master's powerful stare seemed to make her speechless as well.

I pulled on her chin to **** her mouth open. "Wh-Which hole of her w-would you like to use first, master?"

LANA

I could still feel my master's cum warming up my insides...

So much... It was beyond amazing...

I just... I just wanted to feel this forever...

Lie against his chest... as his sperm swam inside me...

And I... I wasn't even on birth control...

This had all the makings of the best night of my life...

But now... Gretchen's stupid fucking antics were about ruin everything once again.

She CLEARLY had no limit to how low she would go. She was so corrupted by everything the master had done with her... it was like an alien had already taken over her body.

But... Then again... I could already feel the same sort of thing happening to me...

I mean yesterday... with everything that happened in the dungeon...

But still... Gretchen was getting out of control. Now she was attacking the master's ex-wife.

And I hated to say it... It was a very powerful move.

I was sure the master was loving thi-

No, wait.

The master's expression...

...That wasn't the same devilish smile he had when Gretchen jumped on me.

There was a slight... difference.

I mean... it was clear he was fucking turned on... for Christ's sake, I could literally feel it in my pussy as his mammoth turned more and more rigid...

But there was something more.

Something like...

...a slight worry creeping across his eyes?

What was wrong?

Didn't he want to fuck her?

Didn't he want Gretchen to **** her ex-wife to humiliatingly suck him off?

No, wait...

Of course he wanted to fuck her... but...

...This wasn't how he wanted it to happen.

It was clear his ex-wife was completely under his spell already. If he wanted to fuck her... He probably could. Anytime he wanted to.

Just like me and Gretchen. He could get all of us with a snap of his finger.

His ex-wife's lusty breathing, even now, made it abundantly clear.

I met her only briefly, when I entered the apartment with Gretchen... but the woman was already then a bag of nerves with red cheeks and unfulfilled horniness seeping out of her.

And that look... The look she gave him... It was a look I had seen in so many women near the master for weeks now.

So, naturally, if he wanted to fuck her...

He'd do it... when he was ready to do it.

Yes... and knowing master... he loved mind-games... perhaps more than fucking itself.

And... Although I honestly knew almost nothing at all about the relationship between him and his ex-wife... I could safely assume it wasn't good. I mean... She's was an ex-wife, after all.

He wanted to **** her. That much was clear.

I... I needed to take control of the situation to keep things the way... he preferred them.

As much as it pained me... I needed to get off him.

I slid off his cock.

Every inch that left my body... was like a painful goodbye. I couldn't believe I was doing this voluntarily.

Gretchen had already lifted his ex-wife on her feet, still a bit unsure what to do next.

The ex-wife was only fighting back a little... but she clearly wasn't that determined to get away.

I approached them with the master's cum still running down my leg.

The ex-wife sure took notice of that.

I didn't even know her name.

"Seriously, Gretch?" I asked with indignant tone.

"W-what?"

"You seriously think SHE deserves the master's cock?"

Both of them looked completely befuddled by my question.

I ripped the ex-wife out of Gretchen's clutches, and backed her up against the wall.

It was odd. She was so hot and sweaty already... Almost more than me, even though I just had one of the best fucks of my lifetime.

She was so horny... that even being pushed around like this didn't seem to make her angry.

If anything... The woman wasn't just eyeing the sperm flowing down my leg... But all my assets as well.

...If I had to take a guess... She was at least bi.

"Do YOU think you deserve the master's cock, you worthless piece of shit?" I asked, staring into her eyes with murderous intent.

She was getting scared. "I... I... I just..."

"Shut up. Face the wall. You've seen enough of his cock for one day."

"W-what? I don't-"

"DO IT!!"

The frightened bitch jumped at my words, and was quickly hugging the wall.

...Honestly, ordering this completely unknown woman like this...

It was so awful... And wrong, and... and...

I fucking loved it.

I knew I shouldn't... But, maybe like Gretchen... I had seen my morals swirl down the drain so many times for this one man... And as much I hated to admit it, there were less and less reasons to desperately cling onto them.

Fuck it. Part of me just wanted to get fully corrupted so I could just enjoy all this.

I looked in master's direction.

That evil smile was back on his face.

In fact... He was already massaging his meat up and down.

ngh.... so big... Fuck, I just wanted to jump him, and-

No, no. I can't stop this. He wanted to see me handle his ex-wife more than my holes right now.

I shot a sideway glance at Gretchen... who just looked more nervous and lost every second.

I lifted up the ex-slut's dress.

Exposing her tanned, juicy derriere to the rest of the room.

There were... many, many red swelts across her butt. This woman was recently spanked... and hard.

It wasn't hard to guess by whom.

She wore red, lacy panties... But it wasn't easy to see them. They were so moist that they were already riding up her crack.

I gently patted her butt.

"Hey! H-HEY! What, don't touch-"

I shoved her face harder against the wall.

"Eugh. I think... I think I'm already tired of your shrill, bitch-like voice. We need to do something about that."

"How- How dare-"

"Drop your panties. Now."

"WHAT? Jack, What-"

I shoved her face even harder against the wall. She was practically kissing it, making her attempts at speech considerably less effective.

"You're talking to me now. The master won't help you. Drop your disgusting, soiled panties unless you want me to rip them off."

Please don't make me rip them off. I wanted to avoid touching her leaky downstairs as much as possible.

Then, after a few seconds of hopeless resistance... She awkwardly lowered her handcuffed hands on the edge of her panties.

I don't know why... But her sad whimpering wasn't that distressing...

It made me feel... good...

I looked behind me. The master was still fapping his meat... And Gretchen was intensely trying to figure out her next move...

Ugh...

Was I really going to say this?

...Was this a mistake?

...No, I didn't think so... More than that...

It would prove who the real leader was.

Who actually deserved to be the matron.

And... this was my way... of proving my love to him.

"Gretchen... What the fuck are you standing around there for?"

She was stunned by my words.

Even I was a little. Despite everything we've been through... I've always talked to her with some respect. She was still my boss after all. ...Technically, anyway.

I think... it was time to move past that.

"The master is using his own hand to pleasure himself. Yet you just stand there... With three... completely usable holes... And are not serving him? Get to it.... you selfish c... cunt!"

Woah.

This power trip I was on...

It was intoxicating.

And the poisonous glare Gretchen gave me... Holy fuck.

I was always so afraid of that. Her telling me that my latest article "wasn't up to bar"... Or that I should focus more on this or that...

She had this authority I always respected and feared.

But now...

Her anger...

It was so fucking impotent.

None of the words I said were untrue.

She should've paid more attention. The master wasn't attended to. And it was her fault.

And what was she going to do? Argue back? Not go to master?

Yeah, sure, I was willingly giving her more time with the master now...

But that wasn't the only winning play here.

She had **** but to quickly run up to our master, and kneel in front of him with her head bowed down, all the way to the floor, apologizing profusely for her ignorance.

Meanwhile, I heard the satisfying wet splat of panties hitting the floor.

Christ... Now that her holes were all exposed... It was clear this woman was nothing but leaky faucet. Just hoping somebody would turn it all way open.

Sadly... I completely sympathized with the feeling.

I kneeled down, picking up the soiled undergarment in my hands.

I... I really didn't want to... But hey, the show must go on.

The master was all ready skullfucking Gretchen to this.

Excellent.

Treat her like the worthless toy she is.

Those rough gurgling sounds... They really filled up the room.

Even the ex-wife tried to turn to see what was going on.

I took that chance to forcefully open up her mouth, and shove her disgusting panties all the way in there.

"MMMFFGH!!!!??! MMMFMFFGFGGMMM!!!!"

I held her mouth shut with my hand... But this wasn't a lasting solution.

Amazingly, there was a roll of duct tape just lying on a near shelf.

I rolled it on her face, really sealing the panties in there.

"MMFGGGGHHHHH!!!!! MMMMM!!!"

Damn. Duct taping this bitch's mouth... it felt good.

I wanted to do more of it.

I ran a roll around her chest.

Haha. More. More.

I ran it around her feet. Multiple times.

And soon the helpless woman was nothing but a nicely wrapped-up pair of tits and legs.

I stood over her victoriously.

She was clearly confused as she could be. She was afraid of what I might do next... but couldn't take her eyes off the way the master was abusing my boss's throat.

I had to step on her tit to pay attention back to me.

"Good. Now... Punishment time."

"MWHT?"

I kneeled on the floor, and lifted the body of the surprisingly heavy woman (probably because of the tits) on my lap, still lying sideways.

Then... I lined up her sweaty ass on my left knee.

...Here we go.

I was going to do this.

I wanted to hear the fleshy sound her cheeks made.

SPANK!

My palm fell on her still-exposed left cheek... with brutal harshness.

She screamed into her makeshift-gag. She really didn't expect anything like this.

She sounded almost hysteric.

"DO YOU..." I spoke.

SPANK!

"SERIOUSLY..."

SPANK! SPANK!

"THINK YOU ARE..."

SPANK! SPANK!

"WORTHY..."

SPANK! SPANK! SPANK!

"OF THE MASTER'S COCK???!!!"

SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK!!!

She screamed harder each time.

Getting more and more hysterical.

At first I tried to avoid the older welts...

But fuck it. All of her ass was my playfield. I hit whatever I wanted to.

She muffled in pain, and tears fell from her eyes.

All the while her flesh jiggled deliciously with each impact.

And based on Gretchen's **** sounds...

Her throat was getting filled with master's cum.

Several tears ran down her face as well.

Semen overflowed from her mouth...

And master...

He didn't look at Gretchen as he came...

He looked into my eyes.

Mine.