Spitters, unite!

The glob of spit was slowly running down Abigail’s nipple.

The one on her navel area was still moving as well, inching closer and closer to the hemline of her pants.

Right now, Abigail didn’t seem to give either of them that much attention.

“Wha- Are you actually blaming me for this? It was you that-“ she nearly shouted at Kara.

I interrupted.

“Quiet. I’ll give you passing marks for those loogies. For the next two spits… You need to get a little bit closer. I want you to spit on each other’s faces.”

The anger between them suddenly ceased, as they once again let their killer stares bore a hole through me.

Ulla was over her faux-orgasm now, and got back to grinding her needy pussy against my leather shoe.

I’m sure the top part had to be shining like a diamond now.

I was about to raise my tone again, to command the bitchy duo to do as I said… But there was no need to.

Abigail took one hard, authorative step towards her blonde friend…

And spat. Right in her face. (ABIGAIL: +1SP) (+37SP)

Kara couldn’t avoid, it all happened so suddenly. The nasty glob of spit painted her cheek now.

“Eeek!”

“Fuck you, you cheap traitor,” Abigail mumbled.

Kara’s control betrayed her. She couldn’t hold her hands behind the back of her head anymore, and quickly moved them to try to get the glob off her face.

“HEY! Hands off! NOW!” I shouted.

My voice carried the necessary impact. Both of the women stepped back in terror, and Kara’s hands immediately returned back to their submissive stance. (KARA: +2SP) (+37SP)

It also had an effect on Ulla as well, who practically fell off my leg out of shock.

“You wear that with the SHAME it carries. Do you understand me, bitch?”

She couldn’t do anything but nod.

She probably felt a ton of anger towards me, but couldn’t do anything about it. So… She turned to her “friend”… And to say that Kara’s expression was fuming, would be an understatement of the century.

She had to vent this anger on somebody, right?

As she swished her return shot in her mouth, Ulla tried hopping back on my leg.

I stopped her by gently pushing her cunt away with the bottom of my shoe.

She moaned like cat in heat at that.

“This shoe seems to be clean. Do the other one.”

For a brief moment… It looked like her brains made a brief return.

She grimaced at my order, but hesitated very little in moving to my other leg.

“Wait,” I said just when she was about to get on.

“W-what n-now?” She asked, trying to sound frustrated, but all I heard was aching desperation to find some way to finally climax.

I took out the ice cream cone.

There was barely a bite of ice cream left now.

“You’re doing a fine cleaning job, but you’re running so hot, I’m worried you might burn a hole through my shoe. Let’s cool you down a little.”

“W-what are you talk-“

I quickly leaned over and placed the still-cold ice cream against her burning pussy.

“EEEEEEEIIIAAAAAA!!!” she shrieked, and fell over to the ground.

Shit. That sensation…. Must’ve been too much for her.

She wasn’t getting up… and the ice cream that was coating her pussy…

It was melting like it was on the stove or something.

All she could do was lie down, and breathe heavily.

I was about order her to get up, before I heard the loveliest sound.

PTOOIE!

Splat.

Kara’s spit landed right in the middle of Abigail’s face.

Covering her nose, her lips, her-

“Fuck you, you fucking whore,” Kara spouted.

Wow. This got nastier even faster than I could’ve anticipated.

I mean-

PTOOIE!

What? Already?

Abigail spit right on Kara’s face. Just like that.

“Eugh! Disgusting!” Kara screeched.

Her pretty face was now completely covered in spit as well.

“Yeah, well, don’t fucking sell me-“

PTOOIE!

Wait, Kara spat again?

This was her fifth spit already!

This time it landed on Abigail’s neck. She gasped at her friend’s audacity.

“Oh, that’s it you bitch!” Abigail shouted.

This time… both of them began drawing up a new glob from their lungs.

Despite the fact that Kara had already spat the necessary amount of times.

It was a full-on catfight. With spit.

PTOOIE!

PTOOIE!

Their spits nearly met in mid-air, which would’ve negated both of their hits. However… Both hits landed. The women had the good sense to try avoiding them this time, and Kara’s spit hit Abigail in the back of the head, and Abigail’s spit landed right on Kara’s naked back.

I got up.

As fun as this was, I already had a better plan how to finish this.

“Bitch! Slut!” the formerly proud feminists were screaming at each other.

They wanted to keep going, and both began drawing another shot in their mouths…

Until I grabbed both by the hair, tilting their heads upwards.

The shock made both of them accidentally swallow their own globs.

“Hey! What!” they both babbled as they slowly realized who was now staring them down.

“I said… two in the face. That was way more than two. I appreciate the spirit… But we do this by my rules. Got it?”

I watched as the fighting spirit slowly died down on their faces.

Then they nodded. The little they could in my grip.

“Good. Now. The final spit. You’re both going to spit inside… each other’s mouth. Am I understood?”

Some hesitation.

I pushed the bare-chested women closer to each other.

Making sure their nipples touched, of course.

Some of the spit running down their bodies were already sticking against the other one’s.

Man, this hot weather… They weren’t just wet from spit, but sweat as well… And I could see all kinds of liquids meeting as I practically **** their bodies against each other.

It all made such a nice, wet sticking sound.

I slowly loosened my grip on their heads, letting both of them see each other’s disgusted face.

“That’s right. This is the last punishment. Then I’ll let you go.”

I let them go and took a step back.

It took them a while to realize they didn’t have to stick to each other’s body anymore, and finally pulled themselves off.

Then, some really awkward staring.

Ulla was still lying on the ground.

It looked like she was trying to wipe the ice cream off her pussy, but her hands sure took their sweet time wiping it clean.

Kara and Abigail really had some problems trying to figure out how to approach this new mission. They carefully got closer to each other, searching for the best position.

Then… Abigail kneeled down, and looked up at Kara.

“Do it. Do it fast now.” (ABIGAIL: +5SP) (+42SP)

She let her mouth hang open.

Like a baby bird waiting for a dinner.

Kara carefully walked over to her…

Bent over a little bit…

And let her spit slowly dangle down from her mouth… (KARA: +6SP) (+43SP)

Slowly, slowly falling towards Abigail’s red-lipsticked, sexy little mouth…

Abigail closed her eyes, as the long strand of saliva finally hit her tongue.

Soon… the whole thing was inside her mouth.

She closed it.

“Good. Now swallow.”

She kept her eyes closed… And took the embarrassing gulp. (ABIGAIL: +2SP) (+44SP)

“So… what does your friend’s spit taste like?”

“…fuck you,” she mumbled quietly to herself.

…Still feisty, huh?

Whatever. I could keep punishing her forever, but I still had multiple plans for this day.

I just needed to keep this thing moving.

“Good. Now switch. It’s time for the blonde to taste the inside of your mouth as well.”

Kara carefully kneeled down, leaving her mouth hanging open, copying her friend’s position.

Abigail got up, and was ready to slowly trickle down her spit as well…

Until I came up from behind her and smashed her lips against Kara’s.

“MMMFFMMF!”

“MMM!MFFMFMMF!”

They both tried desperately speaking something. I didn’t care.

“Let’s end this with style, shall we? Really send your saliva… all the way to the back of her throat.”

“MMFFFMFFFMMMMMM!!” Abigail tried shouting, while stile attempting to lift her head up.

My other hand was holding Kara’s face in place as well, so she couldn’t escape either.

“Do it. I want to hear the sound of one annoying, cunty feminist spitting into the mouth of the other,” I whispered into her ear.

Then I bit her ear. Just a little bit.

She definitely didn’t like that.

But it didn’t matter. Neither of them were going anywhere before she finished her mission.

And after probably the longest, most resistant lesbian kiss I had ever seen…

Her fight died down.

I saw the defeat in her eyes.

Then…

I heard the sound of spit inside their shared mouth. (ABIGAIL: +2SP) (+46SP)

Kara’s cough confirmed it.

Then… I finally let them go.

They both fell exhaustedly on the grass, gasping for air. Kara coughing out her friend’s spit like crazy.

This was fun.

I’d definitely need to do something with them again in the future.

For now… crossing over 40 points with both of them was enough.

Yeah, I could go for the secondary lock, but it wasn’t really necessary with them.

They were already fully in my grasp.

I walked over to Ulla.

Her fingers were now blatantly fondling her pussy.

I lightly stepped on her pussy with my shoe, locking her fingers in there.

That seemed to wake her up from whatever fantasy she was having.

“H-hey, wha-“ she huffed, sweaty and horny as all Hell.

“You really love this, don’t you? Being a servile woman, under the oppressive shoe of the Man…” I pushed my shoe a bit harder against her pussy.

That made her both whine and moan at the same time.

“Admit it. You were born to be a man’s plaything.”

“N-NO!” she shouted.

What a **** attempt to stay in denial.

“Ulla…” I really pushed my shoe against her pussy. “I won’t usually be this nice… But for today… Right now… I’ll allow you to cum.”