Kitten

‘Kitten,

My dearest and most precious girl, Mommy misses you terribly. I know this party is not going as it normally does, but I ask you to trust in me and make sure the others do as well. I have something truly special planned.

I know I have not given you the attention you deserve. If I had more time, I would have handled Red much slower and taken time to enjoy you as well. She is not a replacement. She is your sister. And I love you both more than you could possibly imagine.

I have been looking forward to tonight more than any other in Red’s training. Because tonight, you’ll join us. My pretty little girls will play together in my room. In the package I have included your wardrobe. I very much want to see you in it.

Trust in me as you always have. You are the love of my life, above all others. Arrive at seven.

-M’

I paced around my room, barely lookin’ at the gauzy garment Mistress had given me, desperately trying to calm myself down. I shouldn’t have done that with Wolf. That was stupid. That was filthy. Fuck. Fuck.

I kept desperately trying to tell myself that Mistress can’t read my mind. Right? I mean, it seemed like she could, but not really. Juniper called Wolf in early this morning. Said she needed him on party business. But then she told me I was supposed to stay in my room for a bit longer and keep away from Wolf. Shit. Did Mistress tell her to do that? Does she know already? No… no, she can’t.

I had to hide it. Hide it within myself. It’s a secret I can’t let out, even to Mistress. But I told her all my secrets. No, that’s not true. She found out all my secrets. No matter what I tried to keep from her, she found out, and I’m freakin’ the fuck out because that was some stupid, stupid shit I did.

Big breath. Count. One. Two. Three.

No one can see in my mind. Just act normal.

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Red

I woke up without Mommy by me. I had slept soundly.

First time in a while. I felt oddly well-rested for having one sore fucking cunt. I suppose I had literally asked for that. Some really pretty fellow with long hair was dropping off my breakfast. He kept giving me weird looks, like he wanted to say something.

You know that trope about little boys pulling the hair of girls they like? Always thought it was kind of bullshit. But that fucking gorgeous guy made me want to just grab those silky locks and just yank! Anyway, he dropped off this large box with breakfast. One of Mistress' notes too.

“Thanks, I kind of feel like I should be tipping you guys.” I didn’t like this part of being stuck in this room. Having people running around and doing shit while I’m on my ass getting room service, I wanted to be out there helping.

“Don’t worry about it. So, strange week?” Huh, he was chatty.

I poked my head out the door and looked side to side. No one there. “Cool, so I thought you guys weren’t supposed to really talk to me.”

“Yeah, that’s what they told me. Seems fucked, right?”

“Oh my fucking lord, you don’t know how much I’ve wanted someone to say it. Everyone’s acting like that sort of shit is normal!” He laughed. Had a good laugh, robust and almost musical.

“Well, nothing is ever normal around here. Part of the business. I also don’t think Mistress ever wants things to settle.” He smelled like spruce and gin. Fucking classy smell.

“OK, so… Get in here and talk to me! I’m dying for some conversation.”

He laughed again. God, I could masturbate to that laugh. “My bravery ends just one step before those doors. I’m not going into Mistress’ room. Are you seriously holding up alright in there? Is this some sort of Stockholm thing?”

I thought about that. “Honestly… maybe. But I’m figuring it out. Like everything really fucking sucks, then I’m cumming like a fucking monster, followed by feeling like I’m higher than ever. Then she pulls out the rug again, and it just keeps fucking happening!”

He blinked at me. Pretty eyes too. “Wow. So… are you alright?”

Had to fucking laugh at that. “Fuck no! Think I might be snapping. But that might be a good thing. Like breaking myself was the only way I was going to wake up. So I sort of want to ride that out.”

He looked me over and thought about that. “Are you aware you’re naked right now?”

“Huh, so I am.” Hadn’t really considered putting on clothes before getting the door. “I mean, I guess I just sort of got used to that.”

He looked side to side, making sure there wasn’t anyone coming around the corners. “Listen, we’re all adults here. I actually wanted to check up to make sure Wolf was being treated OK. And now I’m also worried about you. Walk out that door if it gets to be too much. And ask for help if you need it.”

I considered that. And it was kind, it really was. Not exactly something anyone else around here has been. “Thanks. It’s nice to hear someone’s actually worried about me. But I think this is something I have to figure out, at least until the party.”

“Alright, that’s fair. Just please be gentle to Wolf. He seems like he’s having a rough time of it.” Fuck, that hit me in the gut. What Mommy… no… we did to him yesterday was getting to me. Fuck, that look he had scared me bad. But he’s been getting picked apart as much as me, and I think he’s strung out and confused too.

“Have you seen him today?” I was worried.

“Yeah, Juniper has him running around with grunt work. I wanted to talk to him more, but he just scurried off. He’s not really speaking to anybody. Before he went in there yesterday, he was tense but seemed like he was still excited. I haven’t known him long, but he seemed different today. Really sad,”

Fuck. “Hey, if you see him again, could you tell him something for me?”

This guy had a great smile too. If I wasn’t feeling really goddamn guilty, I would be imagining what he could do with those full lips. I mean, I am imagining it, but I feel bad. “Tell him I love him. And that I want to spend some time with just the two of us, away from all the craziness.”

“I will. Now go eat your breakfast. Don’t forget to take care of your body. I’m Bear, by the way.” Nice guy, I was feeling smitten.

“Red, good to meet you. Let’s talk again sometime. You know, when we’re both dressed. Or both undressed. That would be good too.” He smirked at me and waved. Left me with the shit Mommy sent.

I wonder who else Wolf has met working out there. I can’t wait to hear what he’s been up to from his own mouth. Fuck, I have money. We should take a vacation or something. But right now, I have a box and a letter.

“FUCK YES!” I went for the package first. Five different Kinbaku ribbons tied around little dolls. I had so much fun fucking around yesterday. And there was a book about the history of it. Cool. Also a length of rope so I can try it with something bigger. Maybe I could tie up my own legs?

I started scarfing the food, some sort of egg skillet dish. I enjoyed breakfasts most of all; it's hard for those to get too presumptuous. And the note…

‘My precious Red,

Tonight Kitten will be joining us to play. I cannot begin to put into words how excited that makes me feel. I think it will be something very special.

Enjoy your present. I am excited to teach you about the art of rope binding, but unfortunately Juniper is getting quite upset that I have not been visible.

Dress yourself after dinner is served and have fun.

Love,

-M’

Fuck, it’s going to be a great day!

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Wolf

It’s been a fucking terrible day.

Honestly, I was glad I was so busy. Didn’t give me too much time to dwell on it.

I thought my night with Kitten would fix something. It didn’t.

And now I’m being called in to see the boss. Well, I consider her the boss. Juniper. She’s been running the whole show. Mistress has only rarely appeared and instead has been devoting most of her time to fucking Red.

I wish I could apologize to her. I tried writing her a note. Thinking maybe I could slip it under the door or something. After about the tenth attempt, I realized I just don’t know what to say.

Bear kept trying to talk to me. He’s so nice, and I don’t feel like I am. Maybe I should call off the date. I don’t deserve him. Fuck.

And now I feel like I’m in school getting called to the principal’s office. My stomach is churning with dread as I go to her door and knock.

“If that’s anyone other than Wolf, go away. I’m busy.” I opened up the door and entered.

“No, it’s me.”

She looked back from her desk. An old thing with dark wood. It was really beautiful, actually. In its simplicity, the whole office was. “Sit down. I’ll be with you in one moment.”

Behind her was a small table with a few chairs. I took a seat. There were two cups of some sort of tea. It smelled rich and sweet, though I couldn’t identify anything specifically. Juniper had been pretty no-nonsense the whole time I was here. This sudden show of coziness had me worried. Maybe I was getting fired. Fuck, twice in two weeks.

She finished punching up an email and then sent some messages out on three different phones. Then she came over and sat across from me. Such nice cheekbones.

“We have ten minutes.” She gestured to the cup in front of me. “Go on, it’s dandelion tea with caramel. You’ve been staying up too late; you’re looking puffy. This will help flush out some of those toxins.”

“Oh, um, thank you.” So I’m puffy too. I took a sip and understood why the caramel was there. It masked the bitterness of it. But the balance was nice. It was really good.

“Wolf, you look like shit.”

Great. “Sorry.”

“This is what I mean. Your physical appearance is being affected by your mental state. You feel like shit, so you act like shit, and you look like shit. That’s a problem for me, Wolf. Because it’s really hard to get these rich assholes to pay me a lot of money to fuck shit.” I was trying to decide if she was insulting me. But she wasn’t. Juniper spoke impersonally, just a statement of facts.

“Am I being, you know, fired?” If that’s what it was, I just wanted to go.

She shook her head. “No. For one thing, you’re an independent contractor. I can’t fire you. You don’t technically work for me.”

“Oh, good to know.” Learning the minutiae of the business was weird. So much off the books or operating in doublespeak and innuendo. “So is my contract being canceled?”

Juniper grinned. Hadn’t seen her do that much. “No, Wolf. I’m stuck with you. The Director has already advertised you as part of the opening act. You, Red, and Kitten. It’s too late to change that now. And I’ve booked you and Red with two clients later in the night. Have you read the packets?”

I nodded. “Yeah, I’ve been studying them. I wanted to perform well. Didn’t want to embarrass Kitten or Red“.

“Good, whatever the fuck our Director is doing with Red, I haven’t been able to send her the information. Apparently she had no idea Albert was a client last night, is that correct?”

Fuck, it's hard to think about last night. But watching her scrape her dripping cunt over that old bastard's face had been one of the few memories of the evening that made me happy. “Yeah, that was something Mistress sprang on her afterward.”

Juniper sighed. “I hate how that woman does business, but I can’t argue with the results. That was one of the largest tips I’ve ever seen left. Red made him very happy. I knew they would match well, but that still outperformed my expectations.”

“So… he enjoyed that?” 'Daddy Albert' kind of looked terrified when he left.

“Oh, yes! Little girl dominatrix is a tough niche to fill. He didn’t even know he had that fantasy. We figured it out for him.” She sipped her drink, tilting her head and looking me over. “But still, I’m worried about you. When you first arrived, you seemed confident enough. At least eager. Now you look like a beaten dog.”

I nodded. “Yeah, it’s been kind of a humbling experience.”

“Wolf, I want to show you a spreadsheet. Would that be alright?” I wanted to laugh at that line, but I could see she was dead serious.

“Sure, I guess. A spreadsheet of what?”

“Well, I’ll admit I’ve taken several guesses as to exactly what you’ve done with whom, but I think I’m pretty close. This is the net worth of what I would have charged a client for the time you’ve spent with my talent.” She reached her long arm back to her desk and selected a manila folder.

She handed it to me. “You’ve… been keeping track of the sex I’ve been having over the last few weeks?”

“Yes, Wolf. It’s just something I feel compelled to do. Numbers and statistics are my life. And your initial trysts with Kitten quickly made me wonder about the dollar value.”

She sipped while I opened and looked through it. “Wow.”

“So were my estimates fairly accurate as to who you’ve fucked and how?”

"Yeah… offputtingly so." She had broken out Kitten, Red, Mistress, and… Bear into their own sections. Itemized him with ‘Three-Way Experience with Kitten’ and ‘Kissing-Romantic x 3’. “You know about Bear?” Fuck, a kiss from Bear was worth more than what I made in a month from my old job.

Juniper smiled slyly. “I know just about everything that goes on here. I keep my ear to the ground.”

Fuck, he was worth a lot. They all were. I slunk in my chair. “Wow… I… I really don’t know what to say.” I honestly felt so unworthy and ashamed. “It would take me lifetimes to pay this.”

“So why does that make you feel bad?” Juniper tapped her finger on the sheet. “You have a healthy appetite.”

I thought about the question. “I feel like I’ve taken something that doesn’t belong to me. They are all so wonderful, and I…”

“They each fucked you out of a desire to do so. Well, maybe not the Director. Fuck if I know exactly why does anything. But look at that grand total again. Now when two people have sex freely, there is the belief that both are getting something of fairly equal value.”

I looked at the number; it was staggering. “So what are you telling me?”

Juniper finished her drink and stood up. She walked behind me and leaned close. She smelled of old paper and spices. I blushed a little bit to have her so close. I think she was the most gorgeous woman I had ever seen in real life. “What I’m saying is this is what you are worth as well. Fuck, I’m keeping you and Kitten separated during working hours because she can’t stop fucking you!”

Something stirred inside me. Pride. I sort of lost track of that feeling in the last few days. “Kitten has seemed really happy when we have been together.”

“Of course she is! You’re charming in that friendly dog sort of way. Smarter than you realize. Adaptable. Eager to please. You’re just inexperienced, which is something we’ll fix for you very quickly. I fully believe you have the potential to be one of my top earners if we manage you correctly.”

A smile spread across my face. I felt my back loosen and my shoulders drop. Didn’t even realize how tense I had been. “I would like that very much.”

Then something I wasn’t ready for. Juniper’s face got very close to mine, and she nibbled my ear. Her large hand slipped down my shirt, and she ran her fingers down my chest. “I love money, Wolf. And you can earn me so much. And you will do that for me, won’t you?”

She traced the outline of my bulge and I moaned. “Yes, Juniper.”

“I want to reward you for making me money. Don’t you want a reward?” Her lips kissed down my neck.

“Yes, Juniper.”

“See what I mean, very eager. So I’m going to show you something. I don’t want you to be alarmed by it.” She reached and undid her belt.

I licked my lips and turned my chair toward her. “I won’t be. I’ve been wondering if it was OK to mention your cock.”

She paused. Think that was the first time I actually surprised her. “Did Red tell you?”

I shook my head. “No, I didn’t know if she knew or not. The way you sit and carefully arrange yourself before you stand. And there’s a slightly… musky smell under your perfume I mostly get from men. And when you held the meeting with the talent the other day and talked about how to get more tips from the clients, I saw something… stir.” That had fascinated me.

“You’re more observant than I gave you credit for.” She undid her belt and unbuttoned her pants. It was a strong, large cock. Hell, it was pure witchcraft that she could hide it as well as she did. “So, I wanted to present this to you and give you something to think about.”

I reached up. She didn’t stop me as I ran my hand over it. “I’ll think whatever you want me to.” I was getting excited. I had been dreaming of Bear, but I worried about having sex with him. I had no experience with men. I really didn’t want to disappoint him. But Juniper was more approachable to me. Felt more like a fling.

“I reward my earners. So when you earn enough money to have me, would you like me to fuck you as Vixen? Or would you prefer to fuck me as Wolf?” Her hand went to my head and played with my hair. I realized she was inviting me to have a closer look.

“May I taste it?” I looked up at her, realizing for the first time in my life I desperately wanted to suck a cock.

She poked my nose with one well-manicured finger. “One lick, go ahead.”

Fuck, I was hoping she would let me make her cum. But I’ll take what I can get and make it count. I dipped my head in low and started at the base of her shaft. Then I worked my way up, making sure to keep looking at her pretty face. Juniper nodded approvingly, letting me enjoy my sample. My tongue flicked off the tip, leaving that ebony cock to bounce seductively in my face.

“Good boy. Earn me money, and you’ll be rewarded. But you never answered my question.” She adjusted her pants and began putting herself away.

“I want you to fuck me. But not as Vixen. I want you to fuck me as Wolf.” The sudden fantasy of this large, dark goddess pushing me to the table and fucking me senseless and cumming in my ass swirled in my mind.

She patted me on the head. “That’s why I think you’ll do well here, Wolf. As simple as you seem, you keep managing to surprise me. Now go find Bear and help him out. I think he’s about to start a worker uprising, and seeing that you’re feeling better will keep the peace.”

You know, maybe it’s not such a bad day after all.

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Kitten

Fuck, today has been terrible, and it’s about to get so much fucking worse.

Just the dread in my belly. I’ve been avoidin’ Mistress. Can’t make it too obvious, of course. I’m normally all over her and attached to her at the hip for these things. So I make sure I’m doin’ a lot of running around. The fact that she hasn’t been rehearsin’ the floor show played into my favor. Less time I had to be with her.

But that’s makin’ everyone else nervous. The show was a big deal. If it flops, then everyone’s money takes a nosedive. It’s been a few years since we’ve had a bad night. But the clientele is finicky, and we ain’t exactly the only game around. The last dud cost us ten of our regulars. Also had some talent recruited away from us.

So it’s understandable that they are all shitting their pants when I’m telling them that everything is OK even though I can’t explain why or what's hpapening. So that was stressful. But I have faith in my Mistress because she knows every fucking thing that’s going on, and she is going to smell what I did on me, and I am fucking freaking the fuck out.

Shit.

Alright. We are dressed. This gauzy motherfucking thing is sexy as shit and right up Mistress’ alley, and I guarantee Red’s is matching mine. White lace, a little coverage of silk over the tits, and some pretty ribbons that matched my eyes. Looks hot. So I am going to put on this robe, march in there, do whatever fucked-up shit she has planned, and she never has to know.

OK. Fucking good plan. I am proud of myself. Because I do not believe she can read my mind. Fuck.

Fuck, fuck, fuck!

Alright. Here we go. There are people. We say ‘Hi!’ as we walk by. Everythin’ is normal. Fuck, there’s Bear. He wants to talk. “Sorry, Bear. I’m actually a little late. Mistress calls!” Fuck, he didn’t buy it at all. And if Bear doesn’t buy it, how will Mistress ever buy it?

Fuck, fuck, fuck.

Stop. Breathe. One. Two. Three.

Nice, we are calm. We are at Mistress’s totally un-terrifying door. And we are in control of ourselves, so let's knock on that door.

Knock, knock, knock.

Oh, fuck, there she is. She is fucking beautiful. Why did I do what I did. She is elegant and fascinatin’ and she is taking me by the hand and leading me in and closing the door behind me. So I am here, and this is happening. Act normal.

“Hello, Mommy.” She slid my robe off onto the floor.

“Hello, my pretty, little Kitten. I have missed you.” She leans in. I kiss her back. Give her what she wants.

“I was so lonely, Mommy. But don’t worry, I understand. And I’m excited to play with my sister!” There we go, no push-back. Give in. Ride it out quick. A little push back. Not now, do it later. Otherwise it’s too obvious. But also not too soon. Enough to make it seem believable.

Oh, fuck, pushed against the door. Lick lips, look into her eyes. Like she wants. Look vulnerable. She likes that. Add a bit of shame. Good, just like that. She looks like she wants to fuck me. That’s where I want her. “My little one. My precious Kitten. Are you going to make me happy tonight?”

I bounced on my toes excitedly. “Yes, Mommy! I can’t wait to play with my new sister. Where is she? I want to play with her!” Excited, young. Let her perv on me. Rub the ball of my foot into the floor. Rotate the hip while doing it, opening it up suggestively. Quiver the lip. “You don’t… love her more than me, do you?” Good, she’s sympathetic. And turned on. Keep it up.

“My love, of course not! A new sister doesn’t make me love you any less. And I miss you. If it weren’t for the party, I would be spending equal amounts of time with you.” She’s being loving. We can ride this out all night. Keep her happy and maternal. We’ve done it before. Make ourselves feel vulnerable and soft.

“Good, can I have a little extra time when the party is over? Y’know? To keep it all equal.” Oh, fuck, doing good. Pulling her slip down, letting us suck a tit. Great. Doing great!

Fuck, that tastes good. Her skin, fuck, I am dripping. Missed her. Enjoy being in the moment. Not thinking about Wolf and that storm cellar and fuck… fuck… fuck. Stop thinking about it.

“My Kitten, the party will be amazing. And of course I’ll make it up to my little girl. Honestly, I have been thinking about fucking your brains out every night. I have some new ideas on how to do it. How long can you hold your breath again?”

Oh, fuck. Thighs are sloppy as shit. It’s alright to be that way. She wants it. Be horny. “F-fuck, Mommy. I got up to a hundred seconds if you let me take a big breath first.” Spread legs. Invite her fingers. Mmmm, fuck. Those feel good.

Let her know. Show the appreciation. Roll eyes back into the head? No, too soon. But, fuck, they feel good. Whimper. We’ll whimper for her.

“Fuck, my little girl is so wet. You missed Mommy that much?”

Fuck, we’ve got this. Fingers, so good. I get to cum already? Oh my fucking hell, so soon! Fuck. Fuck! “Yes. Oh! Oh, yes!! I’ve needed you so bad.” Look into her eyes. Fucking thank her! “Oh, fuck, thank you, Mommy! Oh, oh! Mommy!” Feels nice, climax onto her fingers. Stay in the present. Mommy loves us and is happy here. Go nowhere else, present time. In Mommy’s room.

“Like I’ve said, Kitten, I’ve missed you.” So… wonderful.

“M-m-mom-my-my…” Mouth not working yet. Oh, she’s holding us up. She did that thing to us that makes my thighs give out. Hasn’t done it in a while. Fuck, she’s in a good mood. Good night. Fun times. Stay here, not last night.

She hands me something. Frilly and lacy around a latex harness. Shiny metal rings. New strap-on. Matches my negligee. Fucking classy. Nice. Putting that on quick!.

“Mommy wants her girls to play together, but first I think you should have the opportunity to even things up.” Fuck, what does that mean. HOLY SHIT! Red, her mouth stuffed with a ball gag. Spacer bars on her knees. Arms cuffed behind back and a tight chain attached to the bar. Face down on Mistress’ bed. Presented to me. And of course, the same delicate, lacy thing I am wearing. Except her ribbons are pink. Twinsies.

Fuck, she looks delicious.

Mistress pets my head. “Go on, it’s only fair. After what Wolf did to you last night.”

Fuck.

Fuck.

Fuck.

Fuck.

“M-mommy? What do you mean?” What does she mean? Does she mean that she knows?!

“Oh, Kitten. I know you are worrying about angering your sister. But it was unfair to you! I know exactly what happened. Wolf is such a straightforward creature.” She knows! Fuck! No, no, she doesn’t. Or else she would be fuckin' angry.

Is this an act?

Does she know? Is this a fucking setup?

Look coy, playful. Play like we know what we’re supposed to do. Start payin' attention to Red; that’s what she wants. Look at her.

Fuck, she looks good. Oh! I’m wearing the dildo. This might be fun! Just got to get through this.

Lick lips, look Mommy in the eyes. “Mommy, what do you mean?” Good! Exactly, invite her to reveal it to Red. Make it a playful taunt, then we’ll know.

Mommy hugs me close. Fuck, those tits. “Wolf, confused and despondent, seeks solace in his new go-to fuck toy, Kitten.” Well, so far she’s right, but she’s not beatin' the shit out of me, so let’s ride it out.

Bite our lip. Cast eyes down. Let’s see where this takes us. “Yeah, Wolf showed up last night. He was really upset.” That is one hundred percent true. Hide in the truth. That’s how we’ll do this.

Fuck, look at Red looking back at me. Her ass is pink. Mommy has already been working her over, it seems. She was sweatin’, and she looked pissed. I wanted to jam that cock deep inside her and see if she could still give me that look. Just think about that. And believe whatever Mistress guesses. That's the new truth.

Mistress continued the story, “And he was transfixed on one thing: fucking little Red senseless. After all, we did give him a lot to think about.” FUCK! That’s where she’s wrong!

“You’re right, Mommy.” Give her a little smirk. Pretend we know what’s going on. “But I bet you can’t guess what he wanted!” Act playful. Get on the bed, crawl toward Red. Just like Mommy wants to see.

Mommy is sitting on the edge of the bed next to Red. Giving her the attention. Good, maybe she’ll stay focused on her. Just get through tonight, and I’ll be fine. She’s looking her in the eyes. Fuck, Red looks good drooling from that ball gag. “He wanted our poor Kitten to play your part. He had carnal needs and wanted to conquer and claim you.”

SHIT! No, she doesn’t know. She’s close, but wrong. Mistress is almost never wrong, but she is now! So let’s play it out. “He was really scary, Mommy. And he wanted to do awful, terrible things. And he got so rough. He hurt me, Mommy!” All truths. It’s not a lie if it’s the truth.

“You hear that, Red? Your poor sister loves you very much. Wolf wanted to fuck you when he left. He wanted to violate your ass as you fight and claw and scratch. He wanted to dominate you. And Kitten let him vent all those horrible needs on her tender, soft body.” Mommy smiled at me! She’s pleased. I know what she wants.

Give it to her. Rub Red’s ass. She’s shakin’ a bit. Rub the strap-on against her moist, pretty cunt. Sorry, Red. I’ll try to be gentle. “Oh, Red. Your Wolf did monstrous things to little ol' me. I let it happen so you would be safe.” Innocent. Sisterly. That’s what Mommy wants.

“And now, I think it’s only fair that Kitten return some of that rough treatment to you. So Kitten,” she said, giving me the most perverted grin. “Why don’t you give Red a good hard fucking, just like you got last night?”

She’s fooled. Fuck. I did it.

And I sighed.

“WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT?!” Rage. Mommy has rage in her eyes. Oh, fuck. FUCK! She’s coming at me. Oh, fuck. She knows.

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Red

I didn’t see what Kitten did, but fuck, did I see Mommy’s reaction. The malice she was radiating made me sick to my stomach.

Mommy had been introducing me to some of her tools of the trade before Kitten arrived. She was giving me some base-level pointers on bondage since I had a keen interest in the ropes. I would have enjoyed the lesson much more without the ball gag. I’ve got shit to say, and the gag pissed me off. I don’t like being silenced. For instance, right now I would like to be able to ask what’s going on. Instead, all I could say was, “Mmmfff!”

“Kitten! I asked, what the fuck was that? Do you know what I saw on your face?”

She was already crying, scared. “P-please, Mommy. I didn’t…”

There was a loud smack. “I ask questions, Kitten! You answer. You know how this works. So why aren’t you answering me?”

And now being unable to speak or move in any significant way was making it really fucking hard to figure out what was going on. Mommy had moved behind me, and Kitten was blubbering. What the fuck just happened?

Fuck it, it’s certainly not dignified, but I need to see what’s going on. I flopped down to my side; it fucking hurt my legs to be in that position, but I was banking on someone remembering that I was here and letting me go. Because now I couldn’t do much more than inch around the bed. At least I had a good view.

Kitten had retreated, though Mommy wasn’t having any of that. I had fallen just in time to see my ‘sister’ being cornered and sliding down into a shaking ball. “I saw relief on your face, Kitten. Why were you relieved?”

Kitten shook her head back and forth, burying her face between her knees and wrapping herself up into a ball. “I wasn’t. I wasn’t!”

“Liar. Filthy little fucking liar!” Mommy grabbed her by the hair and pulled hard, like trying to drag a turtle from her shell. "You were relieved that I was wrong. What was I wrong about, Kitten?!"

Kitten, to her credit, was a tough little nut to crack. She got dragged several feet across the floor by her hair, howling in pain. Still wouldn’t show her face. “No! No, no, no…”

Mommy grew impatient and got more hands on. “Fine, if you’re going to be that way, I’ll tell you exactly what you did!” She grabbed Kitten by the feet and dragged her across the hardwood floor. Kitten bumped along, then suddenly twisted and started clawing at the floor. I think she intended to run.

“MMMmmff!” I tried to cheer her on. Didn’t like seeing her like that. Didn’t do much good, though. As soon as she was un-balled, Mommy was on her back. Arm around her throat and keeping her from scrunching back up, she was manhandled off the floor and pinned face down in front of me. Front-row seat.

Kitten submitted to the inevitable, realizing there was no getting away from Mommy’s wrath. She limply let her arms fall to her side. Mommy tore the delicate fabric of her nightie, ripping off a long strip. She quickly had her hands tied before rolling her on top of them.

“Now, since you won’t say it, I will. And you look me dead in the fucking eyes.” She was so goddamn close to me. I could feel the heat coming off her skin. See the sweat rising out of her pores. She side-eyed me, as if pleading for help as Mommy sat on her hips.

Fuck, wish I could, Kitten. The destruction of the back of her negligee had made the little flaps that covered her tits fall. Mommy went right for her exposed nipples and twisted. “You felt relief because you thought you got away with something. Something you didn’t want me to know.”

Kitten squirmed. “I’m sorry. So s-sorry,” she pleaded and forced herself to look up with a shame I never saw on Kitten before.

“You kept the sham going well. I knew something was off, but you weren’t lying when you agreed with me. So Wolf left this room, and he went to you. And he wanted you to be someone. Someone he wanted to hurt. Someone he wanted to force and violate. Isn’t that right?!”

Kitten opened her mouth, then closed it. Her head rolled to the side. Mommy fish-hooked her finger into the side of Kitten’s mouth and yanked it back into position.

“ISN’T THAT RIGHT!?” Fuck, the smack across her face was so hard it hurt me. Bright red handprint across her cheek.

“YES!”

“Of course I’m right. Do you know why? Because you are a simple little piece of fuck meat, Kitten!” Mommy began thunking her knuckles on Kitten’s forehead. “A stupid little girl who thinks she can hide things from her Mommy. But I see inside your dirty little head, Kitten. I’ve always been able to. I know your secret. So if it wasn’t Red, who did you pretend to be for Wolf?”

Thunk. Thunk. Thunk. Kitten tried to strain her neck to avoid the steady knocks to her skull. Mommy just grabbed her by the hair and held her still. THUNK. THUNK. THUNK.

“You ungrateful little bitch. Say it!”

“YOU!” Fuck. She was bawling. “I… I p-p-pretended to be you, Mistress.”

“And did you just let him do whatever he wanted?” Mommy growled in anger. “Or did you fight him? Was that the game.” THUNK. THUNK. THUNK. Kitten’s forehead turned red from the bullying.

“He wanted me to fight.” Kitten went dead still. Winded by her own admittance. She just stared at Mistress. “I… I didn’t want to do it.”

Fuck. Mommy was smirking. That’s not good. That’s an evil fucking smirk. “Yes, you did.”

Kitten shook her head. “No! I… he was just so fucked up and sad and…”

THUNK. THUNK. “You’re a dumb little animal. So I only taught you some simple rules even your slutty little brain could hold on to. What are the rules, Kitten? What promises did you make to me? The unbreakable ones.”

Kitten’s eyes seemed to glaze, and her voice went steady. And clearly she stated, “I promise my Mistress that I will never do anything that I won’t enjoy.”

Mommy took her hands off. Posted them on the bed and leaned in close. “Go on.”

“Part of me may say ‘no,’ and part of me may say ‘yes’. I will let my lust decide.”

“And the last part too. Never forget the last part.” Mistress suddenly seemed tender. And that made the hairs on the back of my neck stand up.

“And I will always make sure that I’m safe. And I’ll always come home to Mistress.” Her breathing went steady. She bit her lip and cast her eyes downward. “I’m sorry, Mistress.”

Suddenly Mommy lowered her head and kissed Kitten. Aggressive. Assertive. Reminding her who she belonged to. But loving. And meanwhile these assholes have left me tied up and drooling out the side of my mouth like I wasn’t even fucking here.

“I’m sorry.” Kitten cuddled into her nape.

“Sorry for what?” Mistress cradled her head. Straightened her messy hair and preened her.

“Sorry for wanting that.” It seemed like she was on the verge of tears again. "You're so good to me, and it was so wrong."

“Kitten, my beautiful little girl. I’ve told you, time and time again. You don’t need to apologize for your fantasies. I want to make your every dream come true. And do you know the only reason Mommy is hurt?”

Kitten’s eyes went wide. She felt it too. The change in the air, the way Mommy could fill it with love and then replace it with danger. I went still. Kitten could do nothing but play out her part and see what was in store for her. “Why are you hurt, Mommy?”

The throat. Mommy loved going for that when she needed to make a point. It’s effective as hell. When someone decides if you breathe, they really warrant your full attention. She squeezed Kitten’s neck and spat in anger as she scolded her. “I am so fucking pissed off that you would give away such a deliciously taboo desire to some lowly dog just because he begged you with sad eyes. I thought you were better than that.”

“Sorry, Mommy,” she choked out.

“Do you know what I would have done for you? Can you even begin to realize how beautiful I would have made my defilement for my little girl?!” Fuck. She wasn’t lying. And it wasn’t some show. Mistress was genuinely hurt. Betrayed. First time I saw her like that. She pointed to me. Good to see they remembered I was here. “Given away to her untrained, horny little bitch? You let Wolf be the one to fuck me? Is that little beast good enough to be the one to do it?”

Suddenly, Kitten did the last thing I ever expected. She flashed Mommy a defiant eye and smiled. Then she grabbed at Mommy’s hand, having apparently untied that knot from behind her back. I’m gonna need to have her teach me how to do that. She pulled the hand from her throat. “A dirty animal like Wolf? He made it better.”

Mistress looked down at her, stunned. “What did you say?”

“I like Wolf. He’s raw, and he’ll do the most terrible things he can think of to me. And you’re right. The things he wanted to do to you were fucking disgusting. And it wasn’t fancy. That’s why you would never have done it right.”

Mistress sat back, in awe of Kitten’s sudden gumption. Kitten raised herself up, picking off the ripped dress that was still tied to one of her wrists and tossing it at Mommy. “You little whore,” she sneered down to her little girl.

“Yeah, I’m a pretty good whore at that. You taught me, after all!" She got right into Mommy's face. "Why would I want it to be beautiful? The game was to see you brought down a few pegs. A dream where you are spoiled. Disgraced. And Wolf gave me absolutely everything I needed. What he did to me was vile. And fuck, did he make me cum hard! Again. And again. Oh, you should have heard how he made me scream!”

Fuck. Good for you, Wolf! I’m proud! I really am.

Mistress looked suddenly choked up. She brought her hand to her chest and took a moment to steady herself. And a tear ran down her cheek. “Oh, Kitten…” She wrapped her in her long arms. “I am so proud of you. My little girl is growing up so fast!”

Kitten nestled into her arms. “You're… ok with what I did?”

“You took your needs into your own hands! You made it perfect for yourself because you knew I could not. I… I don’t like feeling unneeded, but I’m so grateful you are learning to take control of your fantasies and make them real.”

Fuck, I’m getting tired of this bullshit. Now it’s some sappy fucking moment. I began screaming into my ball gag. Quite awkwardly shaking my body side to side and crab-walking my way over to those two crazy assholes.

“Mommy, undo Red. I want to fuck her.” Well, fuck you too, Kitten! We glared at each other while Mommy undid my gag.

“FUUUUUUUCK!” I yelled at them while stretching my mouth. “Fuck you both! No more fucking ball gags; I hated that fucking thing. My damn jaw hurts like hell.” Mommy and Kitten both giggled at me. “And you, ya slut bag. You are not fucking me. I am fucking you. I won you; you belong to me. And we are doing this my fucking way.”

“Stop, Mommy.” I felt Mommy freeze behind me, my handcuffs not yet undone. “Let me handle that. I want a go at Red. I have some things to explain to her.” Fuck, Kitten looked hot right now.

“Kitten, by all means. Aren’t you feeling frisky tonight.” Mistress retreated from the bed, going to that nice throne-like chair she kept nearby for watching.

“You are my bitch, Kitten! You let me go right now!” I didn’t really want her to let me go. She knew that, but they were always playing these games. Blurring lines of consent and pushing themselves places I didn’t understand. I wanted to try that too. But I was going to do it my way. No tears and anguish. I gave her a rebellious glare. “You get on your knees like the good little bitch you are and apologize to me right now!”

Kitten grabbed me by the hips and pulled me back into position. “Red, do you have a safety word?” I shuddered at the implication.

“Kitten, you bitch. I swear…” I struggled against my bindings.

Mommy protectively sat on edge. “She’s not ready for that!”

With a firm slap on my ass, my ‘sister’ stared down Mommy. “You both worry too much. I’ve done it your way, Mommy. Givin’ them their safety word and then pushing them way the fuck too hard when they’re still scared to use it. I don’t like it, feels slimy.” Kitten bent over me, wrapping her arms around my chest and pressing her breasts against my back. I felt her fingers ripping open my garment. That thing was like paper, made to be torn off. “I’m gonna take care of her how I want.”

I appreciated that. I really did. Mommy delighted in bringing me to the point of breaking. There has been no offer of a safety word. Kitten had one, and I wondered what sort of fucked-up scenario Mommy had in mind that she finally allowed me an exit. After all, she’s been messing me up bad, and she hasn’t warranted the need for one yet. “Giselle. My safety word is Giselle.”

Kitten held me a little longer. It was an oddly calm feeling I’ve been missing. I liked how soft she could be. The feeling of her heartbeat on my back. “Pretty. Why did you choose that name?”

“It’s a ballet.” I closed my eyes and remembered. I had saved up money working at some shitty fast food joint in High School. I got a ticket for a touring Russian troupe that was coming through town. One scene is always burned in my mind. “She was betrayed and goes mad. Kills herself. The dance, it’s haunting… and majestic. If… if I’m going to give up, I want my disgrace to be beautiful too.”

Kitten kissed my back. “One day, when you need to beg me to stop, it will be poetry worthy of you.” Kitten raised herself up behind me. My hands suddenly fell to my sides. She tossed the picked handcuffs aside. “But for now, I’m gonna fuck you, lots of different ways too. I’m going to make you cum and cum. And I’m not letting up. I want to show you how I screw.”

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Kitten

Oh, this was gettin’ fun! Red wanted to play. “Kitten, this is your last warning before I get the belt. Undo this bar and apologize!” I could sense it on Red. She didn’t want to be tied down and used. Too proud for that noise. She wanted to fight; I think she wanted to try out losin’ too.

I let her rear up. She glowered back at me. Fuck, Red had such a nice snarl. Of course I just smiled sweetly back when I forced her back down by the nape of her neck. She struggled, trying to get her hands underneath so she could fight back. But those soft, silky sheets Mistress has aren’t exactly the best for traction. She really was adorable when she floundered.

Reaching down, I unlatched the bindings on the spacer bar. I gave Red a good shake, and the bar dropped from her legs. I tossed it off the bed with a loud clang. “I don’t need any help keeping this skinny little girl restrained. Isn’t that right, Red?”

Now this particular maneuver was done to me by some guy Mistress picked up in a bar. Rocked my world the first time. Similar setup, hand on the back, face pushed down. Red was lucky. She was in a nice soft bed. I was being bent over a dirty toilet. Both of us had Mistress playing the voyeur. I wondered when I slid my thumb into Red’s cunt and caressed her mound with my fingers if Mistress remembered that night.

She bristled and smiled warmly at me. I think she did. Fuck. I love her.

I had my modifications of the maneuver, mind you. See, the fella giving me the treatment was rather rough about it. Jammin' that thumb in and out of me while his fingers dug into the tender flesh above my puss. Exciting, but not for everyone. I took a softer approach with Red. My thumb was firmly caressing her insides while a series of soft, tender squeezes with my fingers made her writhe with forced pleasure.

“K-kitten! You stop that right now! Y-you are being a bad girl!” Oh, we were similar heights, but I am much stronger. Red could get mean, but in a scrap she had no chance. I could be pretty mean myself if I wanted. But I’ll play it by ear. I want Red to enjoy this.

I looked over and realized Mistress was fingering herself to the display. “Oh Mommy, do you hear how wet this pussy is? My sister is such a sloppy girl.” Ah, what the hell, one good hard drive of the thumb like I got. A tribute Red should have to pay to Mistress. I gave my beloved a wink first.

Her feet kicked up into the air. “AHHH! Fuck! Stop! You… you fucking fiend!” Red was getting broken in nicely to our lifestyle. Gettin' finger banged while someone else watched? She handled that with dignity. But as the dorky dirty talk she just attempted rattled around in her head, she turned a nice, bright pink. Her freckles seemed like they went pale. “Oh god…”

Mistress and I giggled. Mistress hummed happily as she reached over to the side table next to her and opened a drawer. “A fiend? Kitten! You’re a fiend?” She turned on a little buzzing toy to play around with. Generally she only used her fingers to masturbate, but if she’s planning on going at it for a while, she’ll take out a toy. We were in for the long haul.

“Damn straight, Mommy. Look at the way I’m making this slut’s eyeballs roll back!” Poor girl, cummin' hard and embarrassed all to hell. I’ll help her out; make this fun for her. Match the camp. Not everyone liked these sorts of games to be scary. “Submit to my demon cunt! You’ll like the taste of my domination!”

“S-stop. I’ll destroy you! I’ll… fuck…. FUCK!” I wasn’t slowin’ down just cause I got her off. In fact, I started going harder with my hand.

“I’ll sap your willpower, Red! You’ll grovel to me, begging me to have my way with you every night. I’ll chain you to the foot of my bed and make you watch as I fuck your precious Wolf!”

Mistress was groaning up a storm. She loved this sort of shit. Somewhere between Saturday morning cartoon villain and porn star was something that pushed her buttons. I understood why. Reminded her of herself, and she was vain. Had to keep my eyes off her, didn’t want to get distracted and ruin her show.

Suddenly Red bucked back. Taking advantage of my inattention, she hit me in the chest with her bony ass and knocked me off of her. “You think you can make me submit! I’ve broken you once. I’ll fucking do it again.”

She hopped on top of me and tried to pin me down onto the bed. It was cute, it really was. Oh, Mistress was going to like this. “Red. You’ve never tried to fight me like this. Let me teach you a lesson.” I squeezed my arms around her midsection, bear-hugging her against my body. When her hips were pulled against my strap-on, she really started to kick. “When you fight back, I get to show you how weak you really are.”

She flailed and slapped me. But I wasn’t letting go. I squeezed her ribs in my arms. “AH!” She started to weaken. Her breath was ragged; my grip was making it hard to suck in air. She looked down at me, nearly face to face. Aw, fuck, she looked angry. Also, like she was getting dizzy. Either way, she decided to take the opportunity to spit in my face. “B-bitch!”

I kept giving her my most saccharine grins. I took advantage of her starting to falter. I rearranged my grip over her arms. Had her straddling me, my strangling hug pinning her in place. “Mommy, do me a favor and slide my rubber cock into her cunt. I want to fuck her like this.”

Red squirmed with renewed vigor. “Mommy can’t help you! That’s cheating!” Her eyes went wide when she felt Mistress lean over her and kiss the back of her head. I felt her graceful hand fulfillin' my request. Watched Red’s face go flush as the dildo was slid inside her. “Ch-cheating!”

“Red, our very first game we played, I cheated. I told you I was going to do it right from the beginning. Mommy’s a cheater. And she gets what she wants.” Mommy leaned down and kissed me on the cheek too. “Keep going, you’re such a good girl.” I love her so much. So let’s give her a show!

“How do you like being my little fuck doll, Red?” I rocked my hips under her. This is exactly why I go to the gym. Arm endurance is everything in this biz. Hold yourself up. Hold someone down. Push yourself off the ground. Stay on all fours for hours. It comes up a lot. I gripped my opposite elbows, a lock she would never be able to break. Had Red tight against me. After I fucked her for a bit, she went limp.

“F-f-fuck. Fuck.” Oh, the look on her face was gorgeous. She couldn’t even keep up the game anymore. Couldn’t begin to pretend like she didn’t need it. “Fuck…” Hell, her hips were now rocking against mine. Helping herself to the cock now, all pretense of reluctance was gone.

“There ya go. That’s the look I like to see on your face. Enjoy it, you fucking slut.” It felt nice to teach Red about my interests. There's a helpless sort of satisfaction. To be tossed around and unable to stop it. I locked eyes with her. That glassy, sort of disembodied pleasure was hitting her now. She was already in the throes of an orgasm, and now she started drooling down onto my face. “Yeah, that’s it. I want to hear you say it. Say you like being taken!"

Red’s mental faculties may have been a bit compromised. I could see she was tryin’ to say something, but she was more gulping like a fish out of water and making this pretty little gurgling sound. So I squeezed harder. And I fucked her faster.

“Say you like being forced by Miss Kitten.”

“I li-li-li-li…” She seemed to be hung up on the feeling of being humped into submission. “Li-like it.”

“Good girl, now tell me to use you.” Fuck, I liked that look in her eyes. The look of that defiance melting away. I was gonna remember that. It’s now going to be one of my most cherished memories.

“Use me,” she whispered between jagged breaths. “Use me, Miss Kitten.”

“Good girl, I love you,” I whispered back.

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Red

You know, I enjoyed myself. It honestly was a bit humbling, and I think I needed that. Because I’m going to be slapping people around for a living, it’s a good lesson to remember they can slap back if you let em’. I had broken Kitten, sure. But she never fought me, never tried to stop me from beating her ass. If she had, well, I guess I would have been held on the ground and fucked stupid.

And I liked the way she fucked me. When Mommy was having a go at me, there was something eerily precise about it. Like she had some sort of secret diagram of what to do and how hard to do it to make me into a pile of mush. But Kitten had her own style.

It could be sloppy, erratic at times. And those moments often made my cunt quake. She was playful and changing things up even as she settled into a rhythm. Really in tune to me and what was working, but not confined by it. If Mommy played my body like an orchestra, Kitten was free-form jazz.

And fuck, did that girl have a mouth on her when she was fucking my brains out. But she calmed down. In fact, now I would describe her as downright clingy. Wasn’t so bad, though.

Kitten had been snuggling me for a while. Mommy had told her it was time for her to leave several times. Neither of us had an interest in being separated. And we were both taking advantage of Mommy’s euphoric trance. She had played with herself the entire time. Came who-fucking-knows how many times. So we played the brat and took advantage of her goodwill.

“It’s not fair! Why can’t I sleep with my sister.” She nuzzled into my shoulder.

“Yeah! C’mon, Mommy. Why are you being so fucking hard headed about this. You know you want it as much as we do.” I pulled her in close; she flicked my nipple with her tongue, which drew a surprised yelp and a giggle out of me.

Mommy shook her head. “No, this is exactly why. You two will not sleep. You will be up all night fucking. And you’ll keep me up. And we all need our sleep. There is only one more day until the party.”

That was a bit sobering. Shit, that’s coming up fast. And I still don’t know shit about what I am supposed to do. Whenever I ask Mommy, she says she’ll only tell me what I need to know when I need to know it. That black garment box for party day only had one more on top of it. What was I supposed to wear that night? Fuck, I wanted to peek ahead.

“So? I’ll just have another energy drink, and I’ll be fine.” Kitten was now getting a little bit more into my tits. Fuck, Mommy was right. If she didn’t leave, we would be fucking soon.

“Red, if you tell Kitten to leave right now, I’ll let you pick what we do tomorrow night.” I bit my lip and held Kitten’s head still. That was interesting.

“Anything?”

“You deserve a reward. Anything.”

“With anyone?”

Mommy smiled broadly. Like a shark’s grin. “Oh yes, tell me.”

I took a deep breath. “I want Kitten there.” I grabbed her hand, and she looked up at me. She heard the quiver in my breath. “I… I think before we have the party, I want to try anal. But… I want Kitten to do it.”

I think Mommy was ready to start playing with herself again. “I think that's a precious plan.”

“And I want Wolf to visit us a little bit. I want to talk to him.”

Again, Mommy nodded. “For my Red, he’ll be allowed back in my room.”

“Yeah, about that…” I looked her dead in the eye. This was going to be a point of contention, no doubt. “I don’t want you here. I’m really fucking nervous about this, and you’ll make it all weird and ritualistic or some bullshit.”

She looked hurt. Much more so than the time I shoved a riding crop up her snatch. “You’re kicking me out of my own room? And you won’t even let me see you be sodomized for the first time? Red, do you even love your Mommy anymore?”