The cheerleader isn't "leading" anything.

Phoebe said it wouldn't take her long to get Louisa ready, so I'm probably good to head in now. I put the remote away and step into the apartment bedroom. The first thing I see when I walk in is a completely naked Louisa laying face down on the bed. Her arms and legs are each tied to a different corner of the bedframe, and her ass is sticking up. She ass is also incredibly shiny, which I'm guessing means she was recently oiled up. Sitting on the bed next to Louisa is Phoebe with a big grin on her face. Unsurprisingly, she's also naked.

"Here you go. One asswhore, tied up and ready to be fucked. I also went ahead and took the time to oil and lube her up for you," Phoebe explains before slapping Louisa's oily ass.

The sensation causes Louisa to moan and shake her hips back and forth enticingly.

"Wow. You work fast," I say. I wasn't expecting her to bust out the bondage gear for this, much less do it so quickly.

"Normally, she's harder to keep still, but for some reason, today she was much easier to keep from squirming. She must want your dick really bad," Phoebe laughs.

I'm guessing the real reason is because of the attribute she just got to make her significantly lighter, but I'll let Phoebe believe whatever she wants to. And to be fair, Louisa does clearly want my dick right now.

"Matt, please! Hurry up and stick it in already!" Louisa cries out. "My ass is begging for it! Come over here and teach my wife what good sex really looks like!"

Did I break this woman's brain the last time I fucked her or something? Why is she so obsessed with me taking her ass? It wasn't really my intention to turn my teacher into an anal addict, though I guess it is pretty hot to watch her beg me to stick it up her butt. Even Phoebe has fully gotten into it. In fact, I want to make it clear that not once have I referred to Louisa as "my asswhore" since I got here. That was all them. But hey, who am I to deny these two beautiful ladies what they want?

I strip down and climb onto the bed. Louisa wiggles around a little, but the ropes prevent her from moving around more than a few centimeters. Still, she does a good job drawing me in with just those centimeters. I stroke my cock a few times in my hand before lining it up with her rear entrance. All the while, Phoebe stares at my member with a clear hunger in her eyes. I wonder how long it's been since she's actually had a dick inside her. Louisa did say she was bi (not that I really needed someone to tell me that).

I push my cock inside Louisa, causing her to almost immediately start cumming. Watching Louisa cum then causes Phoebe to cum. Once the two calm down, I begin pumping in and out. The first thing I notice is just how easy it move Louisa around. Even with her being tied up, her weightlessness makes it incredibly simple for me to maneuver her around to the perfect position for me.

Not long after I start fucking Louisa, Phoebe grabs my face and pulls me into a passionate kiss. At the same time, she begins almost violently humping my leg. After a little bit, I have to forcibly pry her off in order to return my attention to the woman I'm actually having sex with.

"OH GOD! THAT FEELS SO GOOD! YOU'RE AMAZING, MATT! SO MUCH BETTER THAN THAT WORTHLESS EXCUSE FOR A WIFE!" Louisa screams as she cums again.

As soon as those words leave her mouth, both Phoebe and I tighten up at the same time. We both got hit by a rush of arousal, me from Louisa's cheering, and Phoebe from Louisa's insult. It's interesting how she was able to hit both of us in one shot like that.

After a little while, I get a little bored of fucking a woman who's tied down, so I decide to undo her binds. As soon as she's free, I lay down on the bed myself and toss her up. She actually manages to get a decent amount of air, impressing both me and Phoebe. The cheerleader giggles as she rises upward then falls back down into my arms. Once I have her in my grasp, I turn her around and push her back down on my cock so that we're in a reverse cowgirl position.

I want to say that I let her ride me, but I'm pretty sure I'm still doing most of the work. It's kind of hard to tell with how effortless it is for me to move her up and down on my rod, but I'm pretty sure she's not actually riding me on her own. Still, she seems more than content to cum over and over as I thrust her body down onto me.

Phoebe sits in front of Louisa, grabs her neck, and begins lightly squeezing as a mischievous look appears in her eyes.

"You like that, don't you, Asswhore? You thought you were a lesbian, but here you are, nothing but a man's little fuck puppet," Phoebe teases before giving her wife a soft slap across the face.

"God, you even hit like a little bitch. Can't you do anything right?" Louisa immediately fire back.

Phoebe's breath hitches and her eyes flutter a bit. I even swear that I see a little liquid squirt out of her pussy. She then smiles even wider and reels her hand back before slapping Louisa even harder. I briefly worry that Louisa is going to get hurt, but I quickly realize that she's a lot sturdier than I initially thought, even with her new frame. It makes sense though. You probably need to develop some thick skin in order to handle Phoebe in bed. And I mean that quite literally.

Over the course of the next half hour or so, I end up using Louisa in quite a few more positions. And each time, I whip her around from one to the next. Luckily, just like the remote said, she seems to enjoy being spun around and tossed in various directions. And no matter where we end up fucking, Phoebe is quick to jump right in and try to push Louisa's buttons. Sometimes she just teases her, sometimes she gets a bit rougher, but no matter what, it always results in Louisa degrading Phoebe back. And of course, that only serves to further fuel Phoebe's arousal. Phoebe's coaxing also has the unintended effect of making Louisa praise me more and more, which causes me to become even hornier. It's like a never-ending cycle.

At one point, I do actually end up fucking Phoebe too. I pull out of Louisa and push the Asian MILF down on the bed before roughly entering her. She seems pretty happy to get some attention as I saw in and out of her. However, Louisa doesn't get nearly the same enjoyment out of watch as her wife does, so it's not long before I return to hole I started with.

After a particularly strong orgasm, Louisa gives me another compliment that instantly rushes to my crotch. It's at that point that I can't hold back anymore, and I begin flooding her ass with my hot cum. As I pull out of Louisa's rear, my cock is quickly replaced with Phoebe's tongue, as the woman dives in to try and get a taste of my cream. I guess when she fully committed herself to a woman, she didn't realize just how much she would miss getting to slurp down some sperm.

Once Phoebe has adequately cleaned out her wife's asshole, the two start to calm down. Before long, they're cuddling as I sit next to them on the bed. We're all extremely sweaty, but that doesn't stop the pair from holding each other tightly.

"Are you sure I wasn't too mean, sweetie? I wouldn't want to do anything to hurt you," Louisa insists.

"Are you kidding? That might have be the hottest sex I've had, and I was barely even a part of it! How the hell does that even work?" Phoebe replies, causing both women to laugh.

When the two aren't insatiably horny, you can really tell just how close they are. You'd never know that two minutes ago, they were both at each other's throats. Which again, I mean literally, considering that Phoebe was **** Louisa earlier. But now that everything is out of there system, they've gone back to being a normal, loving couple. When Phoebe first got her cuckquean identity, I was worried about potentially ruining her marriage, but now I see that I had nothing to worry about. Seeing how much they clearly care about each other is honestly really sweet. It kind of reminds me of me and...

Sigh...

Anyway, now that dinner has been (mostly) eaten, Louisa has been properly railed, and Phoebe managed to have more fun than I think even she thought she would, it's probably about time I headed home. The two women seem genuinely upset to hear I have to go. Even Louisa no longer bothers hiding her true feelings. Still, they thank me for coming over and wish me a safe trip back.

One bus ride later, and it's already time to get ready for bed when I arrive. As I expected, Julia and Rose seem especially upset about not getting to see me all afternoon, but I assure them that I'll make it up to them. Not sure how I'll do that, but something tells me it won't be too hard. Not long after I arrive, I receive my daily check-in call from Helen, which I promptly answer.

"Tell me you've got some good news, Helen," I say hopefully.

"You're in luck, Sir. I have a plan," Helen responds triumphantly.

"Really? Are you serious?!"

"I am. I'm just sorry it took me so long. Luckily, our meeting today was just what I needed to sort everything out."

"YES! Helen, you rock!"

"I know, Sir," Helen chuckles. "Now, how about we have another meeting tomorrow to go over what I've come up with?"

"That sounds great. I'll be there first thing in the morning," I tell her.

"No. Go to class first," Helen quickly counters.

"What? Why? We need to help Violet as soon as possible. If you have a plan, then there's no reason to wait any longer."

"I understand your desire to get started, but Maria is actually an important part of the plan. I need you to go to your health class so you can keep working on her. In fact, if you could finish her transformation, that'd be even more preferable," she explains to me.

"Maria? I don't know. She can be a bit... aggressive. We're not going to hurt anyone are we?" I ask.

"Of course not. We just need some extra muscle, and she's the perfect candidate for what I have in mind. I can explain everything in more detail tomorrow. Just trust me. Now, I want you to bring her to my office around noon. Can you do that?"

My mind is racing so fast, I can barely keep up. Does Helen really know what to do? She's never lied to me in the past. But what does she want with Maria? I guess a soldier does seem like a helpful person to bring with us, but that just makes me more nervous. Still, I've trusted Helen up until now. I see no reason to stop at this point.

"Okay. I'll be there," I say.

"And?" Helen prompts.

"And I'll bring Maria."

"Good. Thank you for listening to me, Sir. I promise we'll get Violet back soon. This nightmare is finally almost over," Helen tries to assure me.

After a few final words, the call ends. Woah. I suddenly feel extremely anxious. Like my stomach is collapsing in on itself. I know Helen is an expert at whatever she's doing, and she would never do anything reckless, but I can't help but worry. Which is ridiculous, because up until now, I've been the one acting reckless. It must be the nerves getting to me. I wish Helen could just tell me everything now, but I know that's not how she operates. She doesn't like to discuss anything important in any other way than in person. Sure, it may be a safer of sharing information without causing confusion, but that doesn't do anything to help calm me right now.

I try to lay in bed and fall asleep, but it's no use. I just end up lying awake, wondering... well, a bunch of stuff. Stuff that I have no way of knowing right now. I turn to see Rose lying next to me, totally knocked out. I try to keep my tossing and turning away from her as to not disturb the poor woman, even though I know she's a pretty sound sleeper, but the small size of my bed forces me to stay in close proximity. At one point in the middle of the night, I even bump into her. Thankfully, she remains asleep, but still. As the night goes on, I suddenly feel a weird fuzziness in my head. God, this stress must be really getting to me. Will tomorrow ever get here?