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Chapter 4 by Tri345 Tri345

What were they doing?

Having a Threesome... Sort of

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It was a group of three women fucking like wild animals in heat and with their windows wide open, Cassandra could hear every single moan and word that was coming from all of them. Two women, one tall brunette and one shorter blonde were making the most noise out of the three. The brunette wore a strap-on and was the dominant one between them, and if that wasn't clear enough, the bondage gear worn by the blonde reinforced the idea. Her back arched as the dominant brunette yanked back on the leash.

But what piqued her interest wasn’t the two women, it was the third one who wasn’t even participating in the sex. A Chinese woman who seemed to be around the same age as her was letting soft moans escape past her lips. She was off to the side, jerking her one-inch nub off as she watched the two women fuck each other to their hearts' content.

"Hey! What did I say? Hands off, Tiny.”

Obediently yet reluctantly, she took her two fingers off of her nub and was left with the look of the blonde's face of pure ecstasy.

The muffled moans and the sound of the flesh lightly slapping together filled their ears with lewd noises and their head with perverted fantasies.

“You wish you could make her feel like that, don’t you?”

She didn’t answer, only looking into the blonde woman’s eyes as her tiny member throbbed for attention.

“I’m talking to you, cucky. Answer me or the only way you can ‘participate’ is by listening from the other side of the door.” The brunette snarled as she yanked the blonde’s head back again.

“Yes…”

“Yes, what?” The brunette dom said with a slight smirk.

“Yes… M-Ma’am…”

Cassandra could see the shivers sent throughout the Chinese woman’s body. But, those trembles weren’t of terror. They were of pleasure and arousal, something Cass had never seen before. It just made her watch party for one all the more curious.

“Good girl,” She grabbed the blonde locks of the thoroughly brain-fucked slut. “But I’m going to need more effort than that.” The brunette dominatrix turned the head of her submissive toy to meet the eyes of the Chinese woman, not that the blonde was focused on maintaining that eye contact.

“I mean, look at her. Your precious ‘innocent’ girlfriend moaning into the ball gag like she’s on cloud nine. She’s acting like it’s the first she’s ever had sex.”

“W-We’ve had s-sex before!” She cried out.

“No, this is sex. Not that pretend shit you and her did. All those times she pretend to cry out in pleasure, pretending to be satisfied with someone who lasts about a solid minute.”

“…I-It was lo-longer than a m-minute…”

“Now, she doesn’t have to act satisfied with your nub. It’s not just tonight, I know a couple of friends who would LOVE to get to know her better.”

Cassandra’s breath became heavy. Her body was on fire, she could feel her ‘cock’ (if one could call it that) throbbing in her black tights. She couldn’t take her eyes off of the Chinese woman, every single insult and humiliation she suffered caused her to feel a pulse of pleasure send shivers down her body. She had jeers and jabs thrown her way before, but this was different. Far different.

“She’ll never have to pity fuck you again,”

Her dicklet throbbed, pre-cum soaking into her bottoms.

“Your teeny,”

Cass bit her lower lip, gripping and gently tugging on her cape.

“Weenie,”

She moaned softly into her mask, her back arching as the feeling within her body became too much to bear.

“Pathetic yellow dicklet.”

As if the two were in complete sync, both the Chinese woman and Cassandra moaned uncontrollably as their pitiful excuse of a cock finally blew its top and were no longer to hold back the intense feeling surging throughout their body. Cassandra's body was hunched over as her oversized clit pulsated and weakly shot two warm and gooey shots of cum. The first barely soaked through her black tights and sadly dripped onto the rooftop's ground. The second pooled in the foreskin covering her dicklet's tip, leaving a pathetic and barely noticeable wet stain around her crotch.

Cassandra struggled to catch her breath. It was a sensation like one she had never felt before. As she peeked down at her still stiffened throbbing dicklet and kept her gaze on the 'threesome' going on, she knew she wanted to experience it so much more.

She knew she had to get back to the mission, however, one more time wouldn't hurt she thought to herself. But, when she got back to the manor? She had... researching to do.

How Deep Does Her 'Research' Go?

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