Make Dodie strip Amy

"Make yourself at home, Amy," Josh purrs, gesturing to the bed. "Dodie, would you kindly assist our guest in removing her clothes?"

Dodie nods, her eyes gleaming with excitement. She steps forward, her hands reaching for the zipper of Amy's dress. "Let's get you comfortable, shall we?" she coos, her fingers deftly working the metal tab open.

Dodie slides the dress off Amy's shoulders, allowing the garment to pool at her feet. She steps back, admiring the sight of Amy's pale skin and the lacy bra and panties that now come into view.

"Not bad," Dodie comments, her gaze roaming appreciatively over Amy's body. "Though I think we can improve on that."

With a mischievous grin, Dodie reaches for the clasp of Amy's bra, releasing the delicate straps. The bra falls away, exposing Amy's pert breasts to the cool air of the room.

"Mmm, nice tits," Josh remarks, his eyes devouring the sight before him. "I think we should get these pierced, don't you agree, Dodie?"

Dodie nods enthusiastically, her hands moving to cup Amy's breasts. "Oh, absolutely, Master."

Dodie's thumbs brush over Amy's hardened nipples, sending jolts of pleasure coursing through her body. "You like that, don't you?" Dodie teases, pinching the sensitive buds between her fingers.

Amy gasps, arching her back in response to the stimulation. "Y-yes," she admits, her voice breathy with arousal.

Encouraged by Amy's reaction, Dodie leans in, pressing her lips on the soft mounds. She kisses it gently, her tongue swirling around Amy's skin as she relishes the taste.

Josh watches the scene unfold with rapt attention, his cock straining against the confines of his trousers. "Very good, Dodie," he praises, his voice thick with lust. "Show Amy what a talented mouth you have."

Dodie releases Amy's breasts, a wicked grin spreading across her face. She drops to her knees before Amy, her hands gripping the sides of her panties.

"You want to watch, Master?" Dodie asks, looking up at Josh with a playful glint in her eye. "Or would you rather your own needs been taken care of while I attend to Amy's?"

Josh chuckles, his eyes never leaving the spectacle unfolding before him. "I think I'll indulge in both," he decides, unbuckling his belt and freeing his erect cock.

As Josh begins stroking himself, Dodie pulls Amy's panties down her legs, baring her slick folds to the room. She leans in, her hot breath wafting over Amy's sensitive flesh, before gently pushing her back to sit on the bed.

"Mmm, you're so wet already," Dodie purrs, her tongue darting out to lap at Amy's clit.

As Dodie continues her ministrations on Amy, Josh approaches the bed, his erection bobbing with each step. He kneels beside Amy, his large frame looming over her smaller one.

"Lie back, sweetheart," he instructs, his voice low and commanding. "It's time for you to show me how grateful you are to be here."

Amy obeys without hesitation, reclining against the sheet as Josh positions himself directly in front of her face. He grips the base of his shaft, guiding it towards her parted lips.

"That's it," Josh encourages, his hips thrusting forward as he pushes the tip of his cock past her lips. "Take it deep, Amy. Show me how much you want to please me."

Amy wraps her lips around Josh's girth, her tongue swirling around the sensitive head as she begins to suckle him eagerly.

Dodie pauses her oral attentions to Amy's pussy, watching with fascination as Josh feeds his cock to their new companion. She licks her lips, intrigued by the sight of Amy's head bobbing up and down as she services Josh.

"Mmm, look at you go," Dodie praises, her voice husky with arousal. "Such a good little cocksucker."

Amy hums around Josh's length, the vibrations sending pleasurable shudders through his body. She looks up at him, her eyes glazed with desire, as she takes him deeper into her throat.

Josh groans, his grip tightening on the headboard as he loses himself in the sensations provided by Amy's skilled mouth. "Fuck, yes," he gasps, his hips rocking in time with her sucking motions. "Just like that, baby."

Dodie resumes her **** on Amy's pussy, plunging her tongue deep inside the slick channel. She curls the muscle, rubbing against Amy's inner walls as she laps up the copious fluids coating them.

"Mmm, you taste divine," Dodie moans, her fingers digging into Amy's thighs as she devours her. "So juicy and sweet, just like I knew you'd be."

As Dodie's tongue delves deeper into Amy's core, her hips buck upward, meeting Dodie's probing mouth with increasing enthusiasm. Her hands slide down to grasp Dodie's head, guiding her rhythm and pressure to maximize her own pleasure.

Amy's lips around Josh's cock grow tighter, her cheeks hollowing as she sucks with renewed vigor. Her tongue swirls around the sensitive underside, teasing the vein that throbs with every pulse of his heartbeat.

Josh's eyes widen in surprise, his grip on the headboard tightening as he struggles to maintain control. "Holy fuck, Amy," he pants, his hips jerking involuntarily as she works her magic. "That's incredible. You're a natural-born cocksucker."

Encouraged by Josh's praise, Amy redoubles her efforts, her mouth and throat working in perfect harmony to pleasure him. She explores every inch of his shaft, lavishing attention on the sensitive glans and ridged underside.

"You like that, Master?" Amy purrs, her voice dripping with sensuality. "I can take even more of you. Use me however you wish."

Josh's eyes darken with primal hunger at Amy's words, his cock twitching in her eager mouth. "Oh, I intend to," he growls, his hands coming to rest on her head, guiding her pace. "

Dodie, not to be outdone, increases the fervor of her own ministrations, her tongue plunging deeper into Amy's quivering depths. She adds a finger, curling it to stroke Amy's G-spot as she laps at her clit.

Amy cries out, her body tensing as the dual stimuli push her rapidly toward climax. "Ah! Oh god, yes!" she gasps, her hips grinding frantically against Dodie's face.

Josh takes advantage of Amy's distraction to pick up speed, fucking her mouth with abandon. "Mmmph, fuck, Amy!" he grunts, his balls drawing up tight as he nears his peak. "Gonna cum soon. And I want you to swallow it all, baby."

Dodie senses Amy's impending orgasm and doubles her efforts, sucking hard on the tender bud of her clit as she pumps two fingers in and out of Amy's spasming channel. The added stimulation proves to be the final push, and Amy comes undone with a scream of ecstasy.

Her pussy clenches rhythmically around Dodie's fingers as waves of pleasure crash over her, drenching Dodie's chin and tongue with her release. At the same moment, Josh buries himself to the hilt in Amy's throat, his cock pulsing as he unleashes a torrent of hot semen down her waiting esophagus.

Amy gulps and swallows, milking every last drop from Josh's spent member. As he slips free, she collapses back against the sheet, panting heavily, a blissful smile on her face.

"Well done, my pet," Josh praises, his chest heaving with exertion. He leans down to capture Amy's lips in a searing kiss, sharing the taste of their combined passion.

As they break apart, Dodie crawls up Amy's body, nuzzling into the crook of her neck. "You were amazing," she whispers, her voice husky with satisfaction. "I'm so glad you joined us."

Amy wraps her arms around Dodie, holding her close as she looks up at Josh with adoring eyes. "Thank you for bringing me here," she says, her voice filled with gratitude and desire. "I'm ready to serve you Master, in any way you desire."

As Amy's breathing slows, a newfound authority enters her voice. "Dodie, my dear," she addresses, her tone crisp and commanding, "would you be so kind as to fetch us some refreshments? I believe we could all benefit from a glass of wine after such an... intense welcome."

Dodie blinks, momentarily taken aback by the unexpected order. Yet, as she meets Amy's gaze, she finds herself nodding in agreement, a slight smile playing on her lips. "Of course, Mistress," she responds, her voice tinged with a mix of confusion and eagerness to comply.

Dodie rises from the bed, her movements graceful and unhurried as she pads across the room to the en-suite bathroom. She retrieves a chilled bottle of white wine from the mini-fridge and returns, uncorking it with practiced ease.

As she pours three glasses, her mind races to process the sudden shift in dynamics. It was odd how natural it felt the obeying Amy's instructions, it sent a thrill through her.

Dodie hands a glass to Amy, then offers one to Josh, who accepts with a knowing smirk. "Quite the transformation, isn't she?" he remarks, his eyes glinting with amusement. "Our little pet is growing into her role nicely."

Josh takes a sip of his wine, his expression thoughtful as he regards Amy and Dodie. "Indeed, it seems our little experiment has yielded some intriguing results," he muses. "Amy, your instincts as a mistress are surprisingly strong."

Josh sets his glass aside, his attention shifting to Amy as he speaks. "Tell me, Amy, how does it feel to give orders to another woman, especially one who is your equal?"

Amy fidgets slightly, her gaze dropping to her wineglass as she considers the query. "It's... strange," she admits, her voice barely above a whisper. "Part of me knows it's wrong, that I shouldn't be treating Dodie like this. But at the same time, it feels so right, so natural." She looks up at Josh, her eyes searching for guidance.

Amy's eyes meet Josh's, a determined glint in their depths. "Perhaps, Master, you might consider assigning Dodie to prepare dinner for us tonight?" she suggests, her voice carrying a subtle edge of command. "After all, she was quite adept at serving drinks."