Serves all equally

“I thought he’d only like boys?” Lisa proclaimed, turning her statement into a question aimed toward you at the last second. At a gesture from Ben, you had returned to your knees… the soft, lounge carpet a much more welcome surface than the cold, hall laminate. When the pair of you had originally visited the house before deciding to take it, that had actually been a positive you’d quietly considered… knowing how much time you were potentially going to spend down at this level. ‘Padding for your love-nest’ the secret, little voice you kept locked up in your head had said.

“Um… no. I do like ladies... too…” You offered, still not quite believing that this was going the way it seemed to. With Ben’s new boss? After only his very first day?!

“Sam was actually dating a girl when we met.” Ben revealed, candidly. “She was the one who introduced us… in a way…”

Roxanne… She had been the latest in a long line of ‘girlfriends’ you’d had, most of whom had just seemed to want to take advantage of your gentle, submissive nature. She had cheated on you… with Ben… It was still kinda hard to believe that this was how all that had turned out.

“Well, go on then Sammi… Make our guest more comfortable…” Your handsome, young lover smiled encouragingly at you. Not flinching for a second in asking his partner to make advances on his employer. There was simply no part of you that could resist those easy charms and patient commands.

You crawled forward between Lisa’s legs to watch her wriggle up her skirt and pull the gusset of her panties to one side. If this turn of events had surprised her at all, she was certainly more curious than shocked. The pink folds of her labia opened up in front of you, looking somewhat similar to the large flower she had brought as a gift. You were experienced enough with such organs to know where to line your tongue up with. At the end of the day, the shape of each set of genitalia had never meant much to you at all… against the knowledge that you were bringing someone pleasure. Feeling the crush of her thighs against your ears, and the descent of a hand to tangle in your hair; you could already tell the woman had been in need of some attention. Before you knew it, you had worked yourself into a steady, hypnotic rhythm. Lapping up and down the slit of her and seeking out a more tender bud with trance-like, meditative automation. Serving others was just what you were born to do… more than anything else in the world. That realisation had been a long time coming throughout your younger years, but had finally, truly sank home when Ben entered your life. You were a grovelling, servile little sissy-slut, and would put your hands or lips or tongue to work wherever he told you to.

“Oooh! He is good!” Said Lisa, with growing wonderment on her breath. “I really do need to find me one like this…”

Ben chuckled coyly, offering his glass to chink.

“Well you’re more than welcome to come around here and borrow him, whenever you like… All this is down to you offering me that job when you did! Else we’d be out on the street, probably trying to rent out that mouth of his for pocket change…”

He laughed again, making clear it was a joke. But you didn’t mind at all, face buried up a skirt in your happy place. If it ever came to that and he’d wanted to pimp you out… you’d have done it without question. This was where you felt safest and secure, with a set of nerves sat waiting to be scintillated and no more awkward small-talk to blunder through. Over your head, the pair of them began chatting about the others in their office… with Lisa battling through the occasional panted breath. This was to be the beginning of a long and lasting friendship.