Not any way I’d expect it to

At first she was gentle, she removed all my shackles and cuffs including my gag. I attempted to speak to tell her I was kidnapped but she slapped my breast with the riding crop and told me I can only speak when asked a question. After that she set about teasing me, toying with me. Playing with my most intimate areas. Never allowing me to cum, and sometimes having me rub myself or insert a finger (or two) into one of my own holes. Each time she was precise and calculated to ensure I get the maximum enjoyment and pleasure but could not cum. From time to time I’d glance to my Master and see him sitting in a lazy boy with a beer in his hand, slowly jerking his… thick… large… delicious lookin- wait what no. He was just jerking his cock. Nothing else…

Every time he would see me glance his way he’d creepily smile at me. I remember for so many years that creepy smile he would give, and now it makes me shudder for a different reason.

My mistress noticed my lack of focus and slapped me across the face. I’m dazed but I apologize immediately and go down to begin kissing her feet. She turns to my Master, “you see? Any slut can be trained to be a good ****. They just need motivation to do so, now ****. Here’s your reward”.

I hear a zipper being undone and she reveals her perfectly shaved and very nice looking pussy. Her clit is pierced with a little gold ring and i immediately thrust my face into her pussy (since I am a good girl). I lap her juices up and use my hands to grab her ass, trying desperately to get through the leather to grab her.

My Mistress motions for my neighbor to come over, “be a good boy and get the zipper?” My Master shuffles over immediately and begins to unzip her. “That’s a good boy, go and sit, you may watch and jerk your pathetic little cock to what is happening. If you beg nicely I might even let you cum on your old ****”.

Old ****? What does she mean? Am I hers now because I’m between her thighs eating her pussy? Is that how that works? And how she’s talking to my Master… I’m getting more and more confused but decided that a **** isn’t supposed to worry about such things and I continue to eat her delicious pussy

My (former?) Master goes back to his seat and continues to watch the action. I look up at my mistress and see she’s dropped the riding crop and has taken one of her large breasts into her mouth, sucking the nipple greedily. Both of those are pierced as well I see, also with a cute gold ring.

I don’t know how long I was eating her pussy but I feel her thighs clamp down on my head and she begins to grind her cunt onto my face as she orgasms. Her girl cum sprays all over my face and neck as I am coated. She looks down at me and puts one hand on the back of my head. Holding my hair, “you can use more training. But you are a serviceable carpet muncher. You boy,” she says to my (former) Master, “you have been good and may come over here and jerk off on my foot. Afterwords you will go on all fours and lick it up like the pathetic sissy you are”.

My not master? shuffles over to her and begins to jerk off. He looks pleadingly in her eyes, “can I kiss you?”

She rocks back like she was visibly slapped, “ew. No. Never. Get away from me you little bitch” and she turns away. I am still on my knees watching this play out and I realize my Masters cuffs are still in his pocket. The poor women doesn’t even realize the danger she’s in as she’s looking away from him. This has all been a part of his plan. Of course it has been. My master would never behave that way. He pounces.