You must beg to be fucked.

"Now you'll have your opportunity to have an orgasm Doe." Gemma tells you.

You moan in frustration and arch your back, wriggling your bare ass hoping your mistress will finger or dildo your overexcited pussy or order Poppy to fuck you.

"Oh no little Doe, it's not going to be that easy." Gemma laughs, giving your bottom a sharp slap. "Poppy and I will be close by to watch, but if you want to made to cum you'll have to beg passing strangers to make you orgasm."

"What? But if I cum too much then...." You protest suddenly feeling apprehensive in spite of the great need you feel.

"Yes I know, if you orgasm too many times you'll change back to John." Gemma says. "But I'm wondering just how horny you are, you could just kneel here and say nothing. I'm betting you won't be able to though, that soon enough you'll be begging anyone passing to finger or fuck you."

You are about to deny that this is true when Gemma touches your pussylips making you whimper in sexual heat and try to press yourself back harder onto her hand. With a laugh she pulls away, leaving you hornier and more frustrated than before.

"See what I mean Doe?" Gemma giggles. "You're getting addicted to female orgasms and turning into a submissive little nympho are you not?"

You bite your lip and don't answer, but you realise that Gemma speaks the truth. Orgasming as a female is so sweet that you doubt you will be able to resist for long when there are strangers passing who will be more than happy to **** you if you ask for it. The fear of changing back to male in this position though hardens your resolve, if you can keep from begging long enough surely Gemma will relent and unchain you?

Gemma climbs down from the little stage and drags Poppy to a nearby couch. You teenaged mistress sits, pulling the giggling Poppy onto her lap. The two girls begin to kiss and fondle, getting hotter and steamier until Poppy is astride Gemma's lap with her legs spread. One of Poppy's hands is down the front of her own leather bikini bottoms whilst the other unzips Gemma's crotchpiece and fingers your mistress's cunt.

Watching your two friends together is unbearable, but your hands are securely cuffed to the post and theres nothing you can do to satisfy yourself. You can feel your cunt dribbling pussyjuice freely and the ache of sexual need is making you moan and growl in frustration. Various leather and latex clad clubbers are passing to and fro near the little stage. All you have to do is call out to them and beg for them to fuck you and your needs might be fulfilled.