She’s late

It’s 8:15, and Mistress is pissed. Still wearing our club outfits even though Mistress is in comfortable sweat pants and a T-Shirt with her hair down, we eagerly lick and kiss her cock together to lessen her anger at being stood up. If the girl is much later… my pussy throbs, hoping I can volunteer my soft ass for Mistress to satisfy her rage on.

Finally Mistress’s phone rings. She simply gives directions on which room to go to and hangs up. Finally the girl arrives with a knock. She comes in and I can hear her gasp at the sight of us pleasing Mistress.

“Don’t mind them.” Mistress stands up and puts her cock away. “Are those the toys?” Her words are neutral, but we can all hear she’s angry. It’s a box not much bigger than a shoebox.

“S, some of them ma’am. I didn’t want to carry a lot before I knew I found the right room.”

Mistress throws an overcoat to Valery. “Go help her carry whatever she brought.”

“Oh I can,”

“Shut up. You were late. Now hurry.”

Valery and the girl left. Mistress turns to me. “Ass up on the bed.” Yes!

By the time they return my ass is red, tears are streaming down my face ruining my makeup, and my pussy is dripping wet. I’m not sure if the girl is more terrified of how my ass looks or how happy my smile is.

But Mistress seems happy with the two duffle bags she brings in. And even happier when Valery brings two more. She starts getting concerned when they both walk back out to get the rest. She hadn’t noticed the look of panic on Valery’s face. By the time they finish half the floor space is covered in boxes and bags of toys.

“I believe I was clear to just bring the programmable toys.”

“Yes Ma’am, don’t worry. I’m pretty sure I was able to find them all amongst the non-programmable ones.”

There is an awkward silence as we all realize we were only seeing a subsection of this girls collection. I was fully and completely devoted to a life of sexual servitude, side by side with my sister-****, to a giant cocked futanari goth queen… and I suddenly felt I might have been too innocent.

“Well… let’s see if you followed all of my instructions. Coat off.” Mistress reasserts her position.

“About that…”

“Now.”

She removes her jacket. Kicks off her shoes. And she’s done. Stark naked, she looks to the ground bashfully. “You said to wear less than last night, and it was a one piece so…”

Mistress smirks, now solidly in control again. “At least you can follow some direction. Now show me what you’ve brought.”

I manage to recover from my shameful spanking orgasm enough to crawl off the bed. Mistress seems impressed by the technical details the girl is sharing. I silently crawl over to sit at her feet while she listens raptly to the mini lecture on controlling thrust and twist speed on a powered dildo. Valery sees me and moves to mimic me on the other side. We rest our cheeks on Mistress’s thighs as she toys with our collars, clearly imagining how she might use such devices on us. I can’t wait to be played with more.

Finally Mistress has heard enough. She stands up and grabs something from her desk. “Okay. Here is the deal I am going to offer you. You wear my collar. It’s not a **** collar, you haven’t earned that. But you will be mine. You can continue to look for another dom but until then you come when I call. You will help me learn what I want to know, and in exchange you can use your toys on my slaves. You will also assist me in experimenting with toys on them. You will call me Mistress or Mistress Vanessa from now on. If you accept, then kneel.”

“Okay, can I,” she is cut off immediately.

“Kneel or leave.”

She blushes at the commanding authority Mistress is exuding. She drops her eyes to the ground and her knees shake. I want to tackle her to the ground, impatient for her submission. Doesn’t she understand Mistress gave an order? But I know this what Mistress wants, for her to really think about it, and submit to her willingly. And after a few moments of hesitation, she slowly sinks to her knees.

Mistress walks up to her and attaches a simple black collar around her neck. “From now on you will answer to Vivian.” She then grabs two of the larger dildo-fuck machines and begins setting them up side by side, “now come assist your Mistress play.”

Almost an hour later, I lie on my back with my arms in a binder beneath me, my knees up in front of me and held wide open by a spreader bar, and a ball gag in my mouth. My chastity belt has been removed, so that the machine placed on the ground could use its horizontal plastic dick on my exposed pussy. My head rests on a pillow against the wall, and I look over to see Valery sharing the pillow with me while her own identical bondage holds her in place for her own machine to ravage. We both have vibrators taped to our nipples and humming away.

Mistress directs Vivian to attach different kinds of sensors on our bodies, and she eagerly obeys with a flushed face, clearly happy to both be serving a strong Mistress like Vanessa, and to play with willing dolls. Her hands deftly attach sensors, but always linger a bit longer to twist, pinch or prod us. Valery and I twist and moan under her attention and the constant pounding of the machines.

Vivian manages to attach everything as Mistress desires, and then they begin to talk about the results. I try and pay attention, but the constant subjugation of my pussy makes it hard to focus. Eventually Valery begins to convulse in her first orgasm. I lean into her shoulder in both sympathy and envy. As her breath becomes more ragged I notice Vivian is being ignored by Mistress, who is intently looking at the program controlling the machines. Vivian’s face is still flushed, maybe more than before, and her hand begins to play lightly across her pussy lips as she stares at me and Valery.

Suddenly Mistress notices and leans next to her to grab Vivian’s naughty hand in the act. Vivian jumps in surprise, but Mistress keeps her grip easily. “While you help me, you are forbidden from touching yourself. My slaves exist for my pleasure, not yours. If you want to get off, you beg me for it. Otherwise wait till you go home.” Mistress returns to her computer. And Vivian returns to watching us squirm in our ecstasy. Her fingers twitch with obvious desire to touch herself. Unable to do so, she continues to stare and begins to breath more harshly, similar to my own breath becoming more difficult as my own orgasm begins to build within me. As my vision begins to lose meaning with pleasure rushing through me, I hear Vivian’s resolve break.

“Please Mistress, please play with my pussy. Please let me cum.” Mistress smirks at her, confident that this was always going to be the outcome. The machines turn off. Mistress walks past Vivian, panting on her knees for release, and begins removing the machines from us entirely. She then removes the spreader bars as well. I expect her to keep going, but Mistress has something else in mind. Mistress pulls Vivian to her, and then lays her down gently between Valery and I. She is laying a bit lower down than us, her head level with our vibrator-laden breasts to either side. Looking at each other’s gagged faces, we come to a silent understanding and both lean together, to squish her face between our tits. Mine don’t hold a candle to Valery’s, but I can only imagine it’s still pleasant.

Mistress wraps herself in a condom, and I can feel Vivian’s cheeks against my breast heat more at the realization of what she’s asked for. Placing it on her stomach, Mistress takes a moment to admire her property. Valery and I begin pushing our ball gags together in a futile attempt to kiss, that nonetheless makes our breasts rub more around Vivian’s head.

A moment later I feel Vivian’s head begin to rock upwards, and her voice begins letting out little squeaks. I spare a glance downward and sure enough, Mistress is fucking her way slowly into Vivian’s pussy. The little sexy moans and squeaks from Vivian continue to speed up as Mistress fucks her faster and faster, but suddenly stop and are replaced with little moans. I look down again and see that Vivian is desperately sucking at Valery’s tit. She’s managed to remove the vibrator and she seems to be **** for Valery’s milk as she moans into her breast. I watch her release the tit from her mouth and turn to my side. Looking up at me and still cutely squeaking with each drive into her, she begins to bite at my nipple to remove the vibrator. Her hands aren’t bound like ours are, so this is unnecessary, but it looks so hot as she finally manages it and proceeds to suck at my tit just as eagerly as she had Valery’s.

Finally Mistress and Vivian reach a climax together, Vivian releasing my tit to let out a husky sigh of satisfaction as her body writhes between Mistress’s happy slaves. Mistress basks in pleasure for a moment, then she pulls out and removes her condom. She pulls me and Valery down by our legs and we shimmy our hips to help her bring us down level with Vivian. She then reaches down and begins removing my gag, and I feel joy radiate through me as I realize I’m going to get the **** treat this time. Then she removes Valery’s gag as well. She looks at Vivian.

“Close your mouth and eyes.” As Vivian pants heavily, she obeys. And Mistress begins to empty the condom onto her face, clearly trying to evenly spread it around. She then touches both Valery’s and my chins. “Clean her face.” We both eagerly lap our tongues across her cheeks, nose, and her closed eyes where much of the cum was pooling. Even after we clean up all the cum, we keep licking down her chin, around her jaw, and into her ears.

Mistress looks pleased. I can see the possessiveness in her eyes already. And I realize that Valery and I aren’t enough. She loves us. But Mistress deserves more than we could ever give her alone. I smile up at her, swearing with all my heart to bring every girl she desires to kneel beneath her. Starting with Vivian.