Red

Damn, Mommy had a nasty scowl. Been giving me the stink eye ever since I said I didn’t want her around tonight. In fact, she seems to have taken thirty minutes out of her busy fucking day to stand there and tap her foot while trying to will me to change my decision.

“You can keep trying to beat me down with that fucking look, but I’m not budging. I don’t want you here.”

Tap, tap, tap. Scowl.

“Listen, it’s not like I’m not grateful for everything you’ve done. But frankly, something about taking up the butt scares the hell out of me. And you scare the hell out of me. So I just want to feel safe when I do it.” I think that was a personally reasonable expectation.

Tap, tap, tap. Sneer. Fuck, she’s angrier.

“And whose fault is it that I don’t feel safe? Every single day I’ve been here, you’ve played mind games and kept me on edge. I’ve been fucked stupid, beaten, had all my secrets stripped away from me… Fuck! You’ve literally kept me prisoner in this god damned room! And the whole time I’ve never told you ‘no’. Except for this, and I should be allowed to have that!”

Tap, tap, tap. Sneer.

“Listen, if this is how you’re going to be, I’m not even going to say anything.”

Tap, tap, tap. Sneer.

Fuck, the silence was awkward.

Tap, tap, tap. Growl. Shit, now she’s growling.

“Kitten isn’t like you, alright? You know that. She’s a bubbly little ball of fucking empathy. You saw what she did to Wolf? Even when she was trying to be you, clouding up his brain and going at him as hard as she could, she was worried about him. Fuck, she was crying while doing it. I don’t think she likes going that hard. She was just trying to make you proud. So maybe you should spend tonight doing a little self-reflection on why she felt that way.”

Tap, tap, tap. Sneer. I don’t think what I said improved the situation, it’s just harder to maintain a growl.

“And I want to see Wolf. You know, he is… was my fiancé. And I love the idiot, despite his poor choices. Fuck, now he’s dressing up in women’s clothes and has a fucking date with some mystery fella. He’s going through a lot of shit too, and I care about him! Despite you trying to make me afraid of him. He freaked me out bad. But you’re the reason he did it. Sure, he might have some fucked up fantasies about me. But those were fantasies, and he respectfully kept them in his own noggin’ until you fucked with him!”

Tap, tap… She looked at her watch. “Remember, two in the morning.” Earlier in the day, when she was a bit more talkative, I had agreed that Kitten would clear out then. Mommy said we needed our sleep for Party Day. Christ, that is tomorrow.

I nodded. Despite everything I said, she was still able to make me feel like I had committed some great betrayal. I watched as she stomped toward the door. She put her hand on the knob. “Thank you, Mommy. I love you.” Did I love her? I… think I did. I think that was the truth. For being a narcissistic psychopath, she had been more caring and generous than anyone has ever been to me. That’s why it hurt when she walked out the door without saying anything.

And alone in the room, I felt… abandoned. I wondered how badly I had hurt her. There was no way to tell; I’ve never seen anyone play with their cards closer to their chest. She showed emotion, but fuck knows if it’s how she feels or a performance. Mommy was a really fucking good actor.

I sighed, hoping Kitten would be by soon.

Fuck.

Suddenly, the door burst open and Mommy came stomping back in. Her eyes were glassy and her face was distraught. And the speed at which she was coming for me, I knew I was about to get it. The hair or the throat. That’s what Mommy normally went for, you know, when she just wasn’t going to haul back and slap you across the face. I flinched hard, squeezing my eyes shut tight.

And suddenly, a delicate embrace. And soft lips on my own. I was dipped back, and a single tear fell from her cheek to my own. Then a fluttering of quick little kisses like she was trying to say goodbye to every last freckle. “I’m so sorry, Mommy’s being selfish. I can be possessive, and I want to be there for all your firsts.”

I hugged her back, fuck. This was… actually kind of sweet. “Thank you.”

She shook her head. “Don’t thank me, I am just jealous of Kitten. I want you to experience pleasure and indulge in new tastes. And you’re right, some I shouldn’t be there for.”

I leaned up and met her lips, grinning as I did. This was nice. “I’ll tell you all about it. We’ll play more of your games later, Mommy. I promise.”

“Red, I have one more confession,” she said with a sly grin.

I held my breath, waiting for some crazy bullshit.

“I’ve made a deal with Kitten. At six, Wolf comes in. At eight, Vixen leaves. And then she’s my property until I’m done with her.”

I bared my teeth. “That one is mine, you’ve fucked with him enough.”

Mistress’ smile dripped with sadism. “He works for me, Red. This is job training. A condition of his employment.”

I tried to pull away, but Mommy tightened her grip. “Bitch!”

Then she grabbed me by the back of the neck, held me in place as she planted one more soft, loving kiss on me. “Have fun tonight. I know I will.”

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Kitten

“Red! We are gonna have so much fun!” I rolled in my suitcase and did my best to ignore the daggers shooting from her eyes. “It’s been forever since I’ve had a girls’ night! Mistress doesn’t count. She’s… you know. It ain’t ever a girl’s night.”

“Kitten, Mommy said you made a deal with her. What deal was that?” Shit, she was choosin’ her words carefully and not cussing at me. She must be pissed.

“Oh, just a little tit for tat. To make sure I could make tonight special for you without interruptions.” I shrugged, apparently, my good intentions didn’t make her less angry.

“I don’t like Mommy alone with Wolf, Kitten. And I’m sure you know this because you made this deal behind my back.” She was really pissed at me, but honestly it was adorable how concerned she was for Wolf. They loved each other, warmed my heart.

“Listen, I figured we could relax and play. And this is the reason why Mommy caved to all your demands, you know. We get Wolf all done up pretty. When’s the last time you gave a girl a makeover? And then we’ll send Vixen on her way. And Mommy keeps herself occupied while you can take it easy.” I moved the suitcase by the bed and unzipped it.

She was choking up! Oh my god, she was so worried! “Did you even consider that Wolf…”

“Not only did I consider, but I asked him myself. He sends his love and wants you to know he’ll do anything to make sure you have a good time. So let’s do that, or whatever fucked up shit he’s going to go through will be for nothing.”

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Wolf

“Hello, Wolf.” Mistress glared at me like I was trash that hadn’t been taken out.

“Mistress,” I bowed my head. I tried to give her as much reverence as possible.

“Come with me.”

Everyone was staring at us. Or I guess at her. Where Mistress went, all eyes followed. So did some feet. A couple of Mistress’ talent were shameless enough to simply walk alongside us and watch as though it were a stage production for their benefit.

“Ooooo! Wolfy’s in trouble!” Fucking Fillie. He winked at me. “Mistress, is Juniper going to be selling tickets? I want to watch!”

Mistress didn’t even look at him as she led me through the hallway. “Fillie, go back to your room and finish studying. You don’t know the Bronsons well enough.”

Feigning an arrow the the heart, Fillie gasped and objected. “Mistress, I know all my clients. You don’t…”

“Cynthia Bronson has just had a falling out with her brother-in-law and secret lover. She associated a certain position with him, and you should avoid that tomorrow. Which position is it?” We were whipping around the corridors quickly as I was led to god-knows-where.

Fillie put his finger on his chin and seemed like he was searching the ceiling for the answer. “Reverse…”

“No. Go study.” Mistress stopped and glowered at the rest of our entourage. That was enough to disperse them throughout the mansion. She turned a few more twists and pointed to a large wine cabinet. “Have you seen the dungeon yet?”

I shook my head. I’ve heard of it from Red and some of the others. Hell, I even poked around trying to find it. I started to believe everyone was just fucking with me. Until Mistress slid a panel aside and punched in a six-digit code. The cabinet slid open like a door to reveal a set of descending stairs. “OK, that’s honestly really fucking cool!”

Mistress smirked. “Yes, it is. Now, as soon as you leave your date with my girls, meet me at these steps. I’ll be waiting. Absolutely no delays. Are we understood?”

“Yes, Mistress.”

“Good. Frankly, I feel as though you’re the weakest link in my operation. Tonight, I wish to alleviate some of my worries. You will learn exactly where you fit in and what you’re specialty will be.”

Tilting my head, I considered this. “Specialty?” That sounded exciting. Maybe this won’t be so bad.

“Humiliation, Wolf. You need to embrace it.”

I don’t think I like my specialty.

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Red

I was doing my best to put it out of my mind and enjoy myself. I’ll be seeing Wolf soon enough to check in on him. And frankly, being in the tub with Kitten was proving to be a nice distraction.

I gripped the sides of the bath and gasped loudly. “Fuck! You crazy fucking bitch! Why don’t you need to breathe?” The feeling of her tongue running up and down my snatch in the hot water was an amazingly unique experience that few have probably ever experienced. For one thing, you need a massive tub. “Fuck! God!” My whorish moaning echoed off the tiles.

Kitten’s head raised out of the bubbles. She took a few gulps of air, but was amazingly composed for going nearly a minute underwater and eating me out. “What do ya think, Red? One more dunk ought to do it?”

“Stop showing off and just get over here.” I snatched her by the wrist and pulled her on top of me. We both giggled as our wet bodies slid together. I think she quickly got a sense that her soapy tits pressing against my body was doing the same job as her free diving and cuddled close to me while offering her fingers to my pussy.

“Hey Red, why did you pick me for tonight?” She purred. I felt her limbs wrap around me, holding her in place while she continued her dexterous handwork.

“You ladies… you’re really good at that. C-can you show me?” I know I didn’t answer her question, but she was making it very hard to concentrate.

She kissed me, slowed her fingers. Started going at a slower pace and snuggled up. It felt really… comfortable. “It’s just practice, Red. I’ll give you plenty of chances to work on it. Now, why me? Why not Wolf?”

As her index finger found a particularly nice angle, my hips bucked, and I lost my balance and slid. Kitten, being half wrapped around me, also found herself pulled down with me. We both found ourselves sinking under the water as legs and arms wildly splashed and our bath water sloshed out the sides.

So I didn’t finish, but we both came up laughing our asses off. Took us a while to get over it, fuck it was nice to just have fun. When I was able to get the composure to speak, I answered her. “You’re fucking crazy, Kitten. But you’re nice. Real nice, and you pay attention to others. You know, I’ve watched the video of you fucking Vixen a few times. Really fucking hot by the way.”

“Thank you.” She blushed, how fucking adorable.

“But even when you got rough, he felt safe with you. I think I understand why.” I floated close enough to give her a little kiss. She was nice to kiss, don’t tell Wolf, but heads and tails better than him.

And I realized her eyes were turning red. She was trying not to cry. “Red… that’s just so fucking nice. Cause sometimes I do fucked up shit and feel terrible afterwards. And… and…” Kitten began to add tears to our bath. “And it makes me feel really pretty and soft that you think I’m nice.” She pulled me against her soapy jugs.

It was a bit awkward being held by someone crying up a storm. You don’t know what to say or where to put your hands. “You’re, you know, really great, Kitten.”

She kissed me on the cheek. “I love you, Red.” Then she went still and quietly choked back her sobs.

That stunned me. Mommy had told me that, but it always felt like part of a game. Part of the Mother/Daughter roles we played. But there was something dead serious and gentle about Kitten’s confession.

“You don’t have to say it back. I know I move fast and feel things probably stronger than they really are. But I wanted you to know that’s how I felt and…”

I silenced her with a kiss. “I think I love you, too, Kitten.”

More waterworks. More gentle kisses. More… tenderness. Fuck, it was nice. Right proper romance, even.

Then Kitten had to go and ruin the mood in her own special way. “Now c’mon, Red. Wolf will be here soon and I haven’t even washed all the shit out of your asshole yet.”

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Kitten

Red was sexy when she was wet. And I mean that in the least perverted way possible. You know, for trying to describe someone’s fuckability. Her curly crimson hair was darker and shinier. There was something wild about the look. And frankly I would have loved to sit on her face and rub my cunt into her chin while she looked up at me, but I was respectfully letting her make a big decision.

“I’m not offended if you want to wear what Mommy left ya. It’s fucking stunning.” I watched Red holding up the contents in the white box. Expensive looking, black, lacy. Fuck, I wanted to see her in it. I didn’t know she had an outfit already picked out for her or I wouldn’t have brought one.

She placed it back down in the box, and picked up my much less elegant matching set of cotton pajamas I brought her. Same kind I wore, mine were black with… you know… kittens all over them. I got her a yellow pair with sunflowers. It wasn’t anything compared to the beautiful lingerie Mistress had made for her. She smiled at my PJ’s. “I want to wear this one.”

“Really? It won’t hurt my feelings if…”

“Fuck your feelings.” She gave me a playful wink. “I’m picking what I want. These are cute. The little boy shorts and the strappy midriff. I fucking like it. And I kinda like matching you.” She slipped on the outfit and looked cute as a button. “Maybe I’ll change before Mommy gets here. But I want to dress normal and comfortable. Not like some weird pervert’s fantasy of a sleepover.”

There were a few knocks at the door. “I completely understand. We’re not going to do anything strange like practicing kissing or havin’ a pillow fight. Let’s just dress your boyfriend up like a girl, send him off to suffer at our cruel Mistress’ whims, and then I’ll have a go at your butt.”

“Thank you, Kitten. Very normal. I appreciate that.” She bounced over to the door and seized up. Wolf did too.

He opened and closed his mouth a few times. Poor guy. He had a vacant, distressed look. His mouth fumbled through what was probably a well-rehearsed apology. “Red… I… what I mean… Listen, I am so…”

Red stood on her tiptoes, gave him a tender peck on the lips, and snatched the bags of food from his hand. “It’s alright. We’ll talk later. I love you, I forgive you, but more than anything I want to eat this fucking burger. Now get in here, we’ve only got you for a few hours.”

She went over to the table and started setting out the food. “Extra jalapeños and BBQ sauce, Kitten. Mushrooms and Swiss, Wolf. And there we go! There it is! Just a nice, greasy, double cheeseburger with some fake-ass American cheese.”

Now I had seen Red fucked stupid a few times. Last night I had her screaming till her voice gave out. But I don’t think I ever saw such unadulterated pleasure on her face as when she sunk her teeth into that burger.

“MMfffuck yeesh!”

Wolf was beaming with pride. “Went to your favorite place and picked it up. Fries with that curry dipping sauce too.” Heh, was kind of funny. He had the same boastful swagger when Red excitedly dug through the bag as he did when he made me cum. Just a people pleaser.

I sat down next to Red and took a big bite of mine. It was nice and spicy like I like. Had pepper juices runnin’ down my chin when I asked, “Ever have a spicy BJ, Wolf?”

Red tilted her head and sighed. “Kitten, what the fuck is that?”

I licked my lips and grinned. “When you’re goin’ down on someone with a mouth full of capsicum. I mean, it would be better if I had habaneros or even some ghost chilies!” I locked eyes with Wolf, who seemed to be recoilin’ in absolute terror. “A little burn with your pleasure, fella?”

He warily shook his head. “No, um, can’t say I’ve had one. Not sure I want to…”

Red pointed at the chair beside her. “Drop your pants, sit down, and start eating your burger. You’re getting one tonight.” She snapped at her fingers and pointed at me, and then the ground in front of Wolf’s chair. I love it when a woman takes charge.

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Wolf

“Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!” I was in the bathroom running cold water over my noticeably extra pink penis while the girls watched and laughed.

“I have never seen a man cum while he was running away.” Red seemed to be having a good time.

Kitten shrugged and sighed. “I have. Not even a ‘Thank you.’ Just a ‘Don’t tell my wife!’ Men can be so inconsiderate.”

“Kitten,” I whimpered. “Why are you like this?” The water and soap did little to relieve the excruciating pulsing sensation on the head of my cock.

“Hey girl, you’ve got a little…” Red pointed to her chin to indicate she had some mess on her.

“Oh, cum or mayo? Eh, fuck it.” Without waiting for an answer, she wiped it off with her finger, which she then inserted into her mouth. “Hmm, a little of both!”

“Maybe you guys could get me a cold glass of milk to dip it in,” I pleaded.

“Stop being a pussy, Wolf. Come out here, Kitten’s picked out some outfits and we’re running out of time.” Red was keeping a schedule. And I knew there was no arguing with her when she was like that. With one last cold rinse, I left to put myself in their hands.

“Anyone want some gummies? I brought snacks!” Kitten dumped a bag of sweet treats on the table. “And I brought some beers too. Who’s in?”

“Sure, I’ll have some.” Red sat me down on the stool and studied my face. She looked at the clothes laid out on the bed.

“Me too,” I said. Kitten popped by and placed a few of the gummy treats from a small tin into my mouth. Then Reds. They tasted funny, but I was trying to be polite.

“Kitten, why do these taste like a skunk’s asshole?” Red was more willing to be direct about her inquiries.

“Well, you can only do so much to cover the taste of the devil’s herb.” She popped a half dozen into her mouth.

“OK, maybe next time, tell me before you give me drugs. Not that I mind. So… how much did I just take?” Red twisted the cap of her beer and washed it down.

“A relaxing dosage,” Kitten smirked mysteriously. I didn’t bother asking, figured I would get a similarly cagey response.

I thought about meeting with Mistress after this. “Could I have a few more?”

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Vixen

Kitten and Red had squabbled and fought over who I was. “I’m telling you Kitten, this is too slutty. Vixen is a classy lady!”

Contradicting Red, Kitten made her argument. “No, she’s a shy little thing with the heart of a big slut. Her clothes need to ask for the treatment her lips cannot.”

“She is a timid girl and you just bullied her last time! That’s not how she likes to dress, isn’t that right Vixen!?”

Both stared me down with expectations in their eyes. “Um, I really don’t know. I’ve only done this once and basically, Kitten dressed me to match her.”

They both looked at each other and whispered amongst themselves. “OK, Kitten and I are going to pick a dress. And you pick your favorite from amongst them.”

“Uh, can I ask something.” I felt nervous, it was probably out of line.

Kitten smiled and took my hand. “Of course, honey! What is it?”

“Mistress… she dresses very nicely. And we’re about the same height. Can I pick something out of her closet? Or is that rude to ask?”

Red suddenly looked perplexed. “Kitten, where does Mommy keep her clothes?” Mommy again. I need to ask her about that sometime when we have more time.

“Which closet? There are two here. You want the fucked up closet or the classy one.”

Red’s eyes started darting around the room. “I’ve been stuck here for days, there are no closets!”

Kitten winked and walked over to one of the bookcases. Much like the sex dungeon, there was a small panel with a touch pad. “Both of ya have so much to learn around here. Let’s start with the fucked up one.” She punched in some numbers and pushed open the bookcase to reveal a full walk-in closet.

I poked my head inside as the lights turned on automatically. “W-what the fuck is that?”

“Oh, called a Saint Peter’s cross. She has one in the dungeon, too.” Kitten swooned, and she looked like she was staring longingly into the past. “You know, one time she had me strapped to that thing for three days. The lights go out when you close the door. Most of my time was spent in the dark waiting for her. A few times, she let some guys in. Real rough fellas.”

“Kitten, that’s a fucked up story. It creeps me out how big that fucking smile is right now.” Red was never one to mince her observations.

“Don’t knock it till you tried it.” Then she gave Red a wicked look. “When Mistress is done takin’ it easy on you I’m sure you’ll get your chance. Now Vixen, take a look around. She keeps some of her more kinky outfits in here. See if anything jumps out at you.”

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Red

“Well, Kitten, I think she looks pretty fucking good. Don’t you?”

“That’s a beautiful woman, Red. If only she stopped grabbing at her dick all the time.” She gave me a smirk. Both of us had a giggle fit at Vixen’s expense.

“It still burns!” He… she looked good. Really good. Hell, if Vixen hadn’t been occasionally tugging at her cock and complaining how it still stung she would have been downright radiant.

He picked out a naughty set of underwear that looked really elegant if it weren’t for his balls bulging out of the dark green lace. And the dress was something that would look good in a ballroom. Black and tight-fitting with a long slit that let him peek out his long, sexy leg and show off the garter belt straps. Fucking asshole.

With both hands, I shoved Vixen as hard as I could and sent her tumbling back onto the bed. “Fuck you and your legs. I could never pull off this fucking look.” I was getting fed up with how much fucking prettier my boyfriend was than me when he got dolled up. Although watching her struggle in the tight dress and trying to get up helped.

“Wish you could stay longer, Vixen. We should have another girls’ night with her stayin’ next time!” Kitten and I had argued about the makeup but I think our blend of classy and slutty ended up looking pretty good. Dressing him up was actually a lot of fun! “Red, ever gotten fucked by a lady with a cock before?”

“I know you’re trying to tease me but I think you forgot about your accountant.” I sort of had this giddy feeling spread throughout my body thinking of Juniper.

“Wait, you had sex with Juniper? She only let me lick her cock!” Vixen was pouting. Kind of adorable when she did that actually.

“The fuck? She didn’t put out for me till I had my first ten clients!” Kitten stomped her foot and suddenly I felt rather honored by Juniper’s attention.

“Oh, well… seems like she thinks I’m gonna be a good earner. Say Kitten, when Juniper gave you your reward, how many times did she make you cum?” I couldn’t help but feel fucking proud. And I wanted to flaunt.

“No! She gave you more than one?! This was before you had your client?” I nodded smugly. She stared at me, trying to see if I was lying. When she realized I wasn’t, she went flush. “Fuck you, Red.”

“I only got a lick!” Vixen obviously felt very left out.

I went over to comfort her. “It’s OK. I’m sure she’ll give you plenty of cock after you make her some money. Now get the fuck out of here. I love you, but if you’re late, Mommy is going to come in here and ruin my night with Kitten.” I kissed her on the cheek, and she smiled weakly. “And you don’t do anything that makes you uncomfortable.”

Vixen had this weird look on her face. The corners of her mouth were creeping up despite how much she seemed to fight it. Reminded me of Kitten’s face when we started getting into those non-consensual games. “I kind of like feeling uncomfortable.”

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Vixen

Startin’ to feel kind of buzzed. I asked Kitten how much weed I had, she just said a ‘big girl dose’. And I had two beers. And my cock burned. And everyone was staring at me. And I felt fucking sexy as hell. I strutted down the hallway. I saw Bear. Eyes as big as dinner plates. He liked what he saw. I blew him a kiss as I passed. Then rolled my ankle as the room sort of spun. Next thing I knew, I was on the ground.

“Vixen! Are you alright?” He was helping me up. So gentlemanly.

I giggled. “Yeah, sorry. Not used to high heels yet.” I stopped and looked into his face. Both of them. Probably too much weed. “Bear, have I ever told you I like your hair?”

He helped balance me on my feet and kissed my forehead. “Well, you stare blankly at it for about a minute every time you see me. I figured.”

I tittered. Then I looked around. The place was buzzing. Weird energy on the night before a party. Some people were incredibly serious. Others were as loose as could be. “Hey, why are people looking at me?”

“Because you’re a hot redhead. If you’re going to go out as Vixen, you’ll probably get that a lot.” I tried to take another step and stumbled. “Hey! I see you’ve had something to loosen you up. Maybe I should take your shoes for now. They seem to be giving you trouble.”

“You think I’m hot.” I blushed and batted my eyes. I liked those fake lashes Kitten put on, made me feel like Betty Boop. “You gonna take em’ off for me?”

“S-sure.” I leaned against the wall and pointed one foot toward him. He stooped down, and I could see him getting a bit flustered. That was curious. Bear had been so cool and collected. Wondered what was getting to him.

Then I started to get it. He stared blankly at my foot with his mouth hanging open. Swallowed hard. And that bulge in his pants was impressive, to say the least. His hands shook as he started to undo the strap around my ankle. For the first time, I reached down and ran my fingers freely through his silken hair. “Now the other.”

“Yes, Miss Vixen.” Miss Vixen? Wow. I put out the other foot. He grinned as he slid off the shoe, his gaze lingering as he cradled my foot. He was always so collected, but my feet seemed to be throwing him off his game. I spread my toes, the hosiery turned sheer, and you could see my yellow nail polish through the fabric. Goosebumps formed on the back of his neck.

Miss Vixen. Suddenly felt powerful, “Hey, handsome, why don’t you hold onto those for me?”

He looked up at me with such reverence. Such a pretty man. And he looked at me like I was a goddess! “Alright, thank you.” HA! He thanked me for holding onto my shoes. Honestly, I probably shouldn’t have given those away. They belong to Mistress. Oh shit, Mistress!

Fuck it, she can wait another minute. I lifted my foot out of his hand and pointed a toe at his chest. Then I slid it downward, curling my toes around his buttons and releasing them. “I’m looking forward to our date. I’ve got to go see Mistress now.” He moaned as I ran my nylons down the bulge. I made him moan!

He blushed. “Can’t wait.” Bear, who was always so smooth, was practically drooling! It was an amazing feeling to have him mesmerized. I leaned down and kissed him on the head. About then, I realized we had an audience. The talent seemed to always be down for taking in a show.

“Bear likes Lady Wolf? He has crush on her toes!” Olga, in her thick Russian accent, seemed to enjoy teasing him. Bear turned pink.

I blew the onlookers kiss as well. “Leave Bear alone, you jealous things.” With that, I went off to the dungeon to meet Mistress.

She was waiting for me. Tapping her foot and looking pissed. “You’re late.”

I probably was sillier for this than I should be. But those gummies hit me hard. “He he. Sorry. Mistress, do you know how to give a good footjob?”

That question seemed to throw her off. She had seemed intent on being angry with me, but a funny smile spread across her lips. “Vixen, I’ve had a marriage proposal from a literal prince based on what I can do with my toes.”

“So you’re pretty good then?” I realize that it was a stupid question, but I’ve had a stupid amount of weed. Either way, I was starting to realize that when I talked Mistress often looked tired.

“Yes, I’m very good at it. Why?” She asked me while rubbing her temples.

I shyly looked to the ground. “So… I have a date with Bear next week. And I noticed he was really into my feet. And I thought that maybe… You know… if I learned how to…” I suddenly found myself a bit overwhelmed trying to get the words out.

Mistress suddenly seemed very soft. She put her arm around my shoulder and kissed my cheek. I think I must have been blushing hard because her lips felt so cool on my skin. “You’re a lucky girl. Bear is a very nice boy. After the party, I’ll be happy to give you some pointers.”

I managed to look up at her. She seemed genuinely happy for me. I was surprised. “Thank you, Mistress.”

She nodded, “Of course. I take good care of my people. And you’re one of my people, yes?”

“Yeah. Yeah, I am!” That made me feel excited. I had been doing the corporate office thing for a few years, and there was always talk of how this company is family. But Mistress meant it. Her people loved her, and she took care of them.

“Now, I do have a question for you before I take you downstairs.”

“Oh, sure! What is it?”

Her nails dug into the back of my neck. The pain was sudden and fierce, and I fell to my knees before her. “Who the fuck told you that you could wear my clothes?”

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Red

“Alright, I’m fucking lost. Explain this to me again.” Kitten had brought her laptop along so we could watch a few movies. We were snuggling and drinking and having just a good time. Except for the fact that I had no idea what the fuck was going on with this cartoon she brought for us.

“One more time, Red. Try to keep up. Her stepbrother is her lover.”

I nodded my head. “Right. I mean, I’m not sure if I would call it love. He just sort of moved in after their parents got married, and he started showing up to her room and started banging her.”

“It’s kind of romantic.”

“It really isn’t, but go on.”

She sighed. “So her Dad is only her Dad sometimes. Because other times her step mom is controlling him.”

“How again?” I popped another few weed candies. At first, I thought maybe I had too many and couldn’t follow the plot, but now I’m thinking I hadn’t had enough.

Kitten rolled her eyes at me. “At the very beginning. When he was fucking her and the tentacles came out of her mouth and went up his ass. Remember? It showed you a seed?”

“And the seed is her… child?”

Kitten giggled. “No, it simply allows her to transfer her consciousness. Her son is her child. He’s an alien, too. He just doesn’t know it.”

We were getting crumbs all over Mommy’s bed. I half wondered if we were going to get into trouble for that later. Didn’t stop me from stuffing another handful of chips into my mouth. “So when the Dad was trying to have sex with his daughter, it wasn’t him but her stepmother projecting her consciousness into him?”

Kitten shrugged. “Eh, it’s kind of vague. Up to your interpretation.”

“I really wish it weren’t. You know Kitten, you watch some fucked up shit.”

“Yeah,” she laughed and cracked open another energy drink. She poured it into a thermos and mixed in some cheap, tiny bottles of liquor. It smelled like sugar and death. “Wait till you see the next part.”

She cuddled up close to me. It was nice just hanging out with her. She was a bit manic and if I ate like she did I would be dead in a week but it was still probably the most fun I had hanging out with another girl since.. fuck… ever? And even though she knew what was coming and I didn’t, she still tensed up and bounced excitedly.

“OH FUCK!” OK, I wasn’t expecting that. Kitten laughed manically as the alien step-mom suddenly split apart into countless tentacles and lifted the girl in the air. “No! Oh fuck, that’s disgusting. No, no, no… Fuck!”

“This is my favorite part!” Kitten bounced excitedly as the tentacles wrapped around the girl’s legs held her upside down while spreading her far apart.

“Kitten! For fucks sake! No!” I wanted to look away, but when someone shares something this fucked up with you it’s really just poor manners to not give it your full attention.

Her eyes twinkled, and I noted a growing dampness on her cotton pajama shorts. Then, of course, when she slipped her fingers under the elastic, there was no question as to how she felt about this scene. “This part is so sick…”

And I couldn’t help but join in. I mean, I wasn’t so much excited about what was going on in the movie. It was watching Kitten get off to it that I found fucking irresistible. She noticed where my eyes were and gave me a little wink. I briefly glanced back to the screen to see at least five tentacles plunge into the young lady’s cunt as she orgasmically screamed. “That’s fucking sick. There is no way that all of that can physically fit inside her.”

The lady in the cartoon seemed to be having her other holes stuffed up, and I was wondering exactly how she was screaming like that when Kitten began to moan, drawing my attention back to her. “Oh, Red. You just gotta let go and enjoy yourself sometimes.”

“You know, Kitten. You make a fucking fantastic point, I should enjoy myself more.” I shook the crumbs from my cute little top and leaned over to her. Lifting her shirt above her breasts I started gently squeezing those wonderful tits between my fingers. “So, is this how you normally romance a girl? Weed, junk food, and tentacle porn.”

And suddenly, Kitten did something she rarely does. She blushed. Not playing, legitimately embarrassed. She shook her head. “Red… I really, really, really like to fuck. But I don’t do romance with anyone but Mistress. And she normally takes the lead.” She sighed as I played with her breasts and smiled at me. “Sorry if I’m being weird. But I don’t know how you show love, and I’m trying the only thing I know.”

Fuck, she looked vulnerable. I think if that girl walked on to a porn set, she would make everyone bashful as schoolgirls. But love, emotional closeness, those were feelings that left her exposed. I leaned down and kissed her. Tenderly. Softly. On her forehead, her cheeks, her nose, and those quivering lips. “You’re not weird, and you’re not just trying. You’re succeeding. Color me smitten.”

Her body tightened up with a sigh as the fingers in her shorts pumped faster. She looked me in the eyes and snickered. “You’re smitten with your Kitten?”

Fuck. So damn adorable. “Yeah, I really am. And that feeling is scary for me. I think it is for you too. But I’m excited to feel this way. So let’s finish up. I like watching you. It relaxes me. And then let’s get to the main event.”

“Fuck!” She gasped and climaxed. That sounded nice for her, too.

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Kitten

“Just relax, you’re shakin’ like a leaf.” She had bent over the side of the bed, and I pulled those cute yellow boy shorts down to her ankles. Gave her a little kiss on her tush, too. I liked Red’s ass. Skinny and muscular. She had been a dancer after all, and even if she was out of practice, it had sculpted her.

Red just nodded. I looked up from her very nice bottom and observed her. She was gripping the bed, her eyes were already closed tight. She was clenched up, this wasn’t going to work. I had brought a few dildos and my strap. Lots of lube. But goin’ at her like this wasn’t going to be any sort of experience she would enjoy.

I stood up and lay my body over hers and held her. “Red, sweety. Just checkin’ in. Did something happen to you that’s makin’ you so nervous about this? We’re not stepping on any trauma landmines, are we?”

I felt her shoulders loosen under me, but barely. “No, nothing like that. I think… I think it’s all in my head. Like, up until a few weeks ago I thought that anal was something… I dunno.”

Kissing her shoulder, I ran my fingers through her hair. I knew where she was comin’ from. Until Mistress had saved me, even though I wanted it, I think I felt the same way. “Something guys did to assault girls. Something a girl would only put herself through to please a man? She shouldn’t enjoy it? So something either done to victims or sluts?”

Red turned… well, red. “Yeah, and I know that’s fucking stupid now.” She started shaking harder. “I’m sorry, that’s probably offensive as hell. I don’t think you’re…”

I giggled. “A slut? I mean, I am. But maybe now you’ve figured out that it’s a word with different meanings to different people. It was something my Mom called me before I left. It hurt like hell. But now I won it proudly.” I sat up and tugged at her shoulder. “Hey, let’s slow down a sec. Come here.”

Red sat up and immediately wrapped her arms around me. Rested her head against my chest while I held her close. “I’m sorry, I’m being rude and making this fucking weird. I should just let you stick it in and be done with it.”

“Nah, not with that attitude, I won’t.” I cradled her head. Her curls were fun to put my fingers through. So bouncy and sexy. “Do you want to do this because you’re curious and want to? Or are you forcing yourself to do it because you think you’re expected to?”

She swallowed hard and nuzzled close. Maybe it was the weed, but this was more affectionate than I had seen her be. “I… I think I want to try. But I’m scared of how big of a deal people are making it. Like, the way Mommy and Wolf were talking about fucking my ass. It freaked me out. So I wanted to do it on my terms. With someone I trusted to put me first.”

I don’t know if she noticed she made me choke up a bit. Trust wasn’t something many people put in me. Mistress trusted me. But most people thought I was just some silly little whore. “Aw, Red. That makes me feel nice. So what have you tried back there?”

She had this shit-eatin’ grin. “I made Wolf lick my asshole. And Mistress, too.” She started fidgeting with my clothes. I think she wanted them off. “At first I just wanted to fuck with Wolf. It was the day after our anniversary. After he got back from banging you in the woods.”

“Sorry about that,” I said sheepishly.

“Nah, don’t you worry. I’ve forgiven you both for that. Well, I’ve forgiven you., I think I’ll still need some time to fully understand my feelings about Wolf surrounding that. But I thought I’m going to make this prick lick my anus and then he’ll be degraded.”

I thought about Wolf and grinned. “Didn’t work, did it?”

She laughed and started to lift my shirt above my head. I raised my arms, helped her out. “He loved it, and fucking blew my mind how much I did to. Played with myself and came hard.”

I stood up and slipped off my shorts. They were a damp mess anyway. When I looked up, Red was raising her arms into the air and expectantly watching me. I took off her top and she beamed. I asked, “What did you like about it?”

“I don’t know. It was… new. It made me feel kinky and dirty, but in a fun way. And it wasn’t like my cunt, nothing I could get off to on it’s own. But I also liked how willing Wolf was. Not only was he not the least bit repulsed, he was really into making me feel good. When someone looks at you like that with a tongue up your ass it’s hard not to feel beautiful.”

“Aw, I really like when you two are sweet on each other.” I selected a few of the smaller toys I had and the jar of lube. “Let’s try this out. I want you to feel close and safe with me. Sit on my lap, facing me. Wrap those frog legs around my back.” I sat down on the bed near the headboard and crossed my legs, then patted my lap invitingly.

“You’re really nice, Kitten? You know that?” Yeah, her eyes were bloodshot, and she tittering and laughing a lot now. Glad I brought the Mary Jane. She stood up on the bed and was a bit woozy. Almost fell off. I had to snatch her by the wrist. “Ha! My fucking hero!”

“Kitten saves the day!” I pulled her down. She climbed onto me like a koala wrapped around a tree. You know, if that koala was a smokin’ little redhead and instead of eating leaves it was making out with the tree and humping it. “Good girl. Now, slow those hips down. Let me take this easy.”

She laughed. “Yes, Miss Kitten.” Ooo! ‘Miss Kitten’ got me excited. My mind got sidetracked with a sudden fantasy of having her and Wolf on all fours with some leashes on em’. Ha! Soon.

“Ok, Red. I’m gonna get my finger nice and slippery. Let’s start with that.” I could feel her tense again, but it wasn’t so bad this time. She looked me in my eyes and nodded before kissing me.

“Hey, Kitten. Um… tonight, can you call me by my name?” I was dipping my finger in the lube and froze there. That caught me a bit off guard.

She was blushin’ up a storm. “Sure, Claudia. You got it.” That made her eyes go wide.

“You know my name?” I kissed her on the nose. Her ass didn’t have a lot of extra baggage. Mine needs spread to gain access to the back door, but hers was pretty unguarded. I started circling the anus with my finger and she squeezed me tight and squealed.

“Yeah, I’ve been in your guys’ apartment. Did some snooping. You had your wedding invite stuck to the fridge.” I lifted my head and said in a whisper, “I hope that’s alright, Claudia.” I pushed the tip of my finger inside.

“Uh-huh,” she nodded and clenched her eyes shut. She stopped grindin’ against me and went still. Fuck, if a guy had managed to jam a cock in her she would have popped that fucker right off. Tighter than a nun. So I made sure to go nice and easy, both for her sake and to make sure I leave with as many fingers as I came with.

“How are we doin’? You feelin’ alright?” She seemed to loosen as I talked to her. The tip of my finger nudging in and out. My voice helped, so I kept talkin’. “Red, you’re really pretty, you know that? You know, I saw you on the streets a few times before any of this. Mistress would laugh and say I was gonna give myself whiplash with the way I looked back at you.”

I had managed to work a little deeper in. Nice and slow, up to my first knuckle. “Ha, yeah. And… and what did you think of Wolf.”

I had a little snigger. “I wondered how that creeper from the bus managed to snag such a hot piece of ass.” We both laughed together, and her hips started moving slowly. Rubbing her snatch against me. She reached around me and grabbed the headboard, nice and secure.

“That feels… it feels like something. N-not sure if I like it, but I like you doing it. You know what I mean?” She was feelin’ silly. I don’t think it was just the butt play she was relaxin’ about. She’d been stuck in this fucking room having her head screwed with for days. Poor thing was stressed.

“I think I know what you mean.” I ventured a guess she was startin’ to get into it and tested the kind of headspace she was in. “That’s how I feel when Wolf throat fucks me.”

She gasped, and I got down to my second knuckle. She was rocking faster now. “Really? So tell me about that.”

Dirty girl. I loved it. “Oh fuck, Claudia. When he grabs me by the hair and slams his cock into my throat, that hurts like a bitch. And I’m on the brink of throwing up.” She hadn’t even noticed she had taken my whole finger. She liked story time.

“Yeah, I saw. Your mascara was running cause of all the tears. It was fucking hot. And that gets you off? Being objectified like that?” Fuck she was whimpering. I was gonna swap over to one of the dildos but she was gonna cum like this.

“Objectified? You ever seen your man get into a frenzy like that over an object? No, Claudia. I was the most human thing in the world to him. It wasn’t just my body that did it for him. Oh, he liked the gagging and watching by tits bounced as he pulled me back by the hair before choking me on his cock again.”

“Yeah, I could see that.” She was cumming, that wasn’t slowing her down though. Fuck, wished she would so I could swap to a little rubber cock. My hand was crampin’ up!

“But my face got him off. My cries. The idea of cumming all over a girl and marking her. And I feel that need. When I make someone turn into an animal, I feel their pleasure. Call me an empathy whore, I guess. You know, Wolf left me marinated. Covered in his cum and didn’t even make an attempt to see to my cunt. But that night, oh fuck, did I get off. Just that fucking feeling of turning him feral made my blood run hot!”

Now, at this point I would have assumed that if Claudia had been able to speak, she would have said something along the lines of, ‘Kitten, that’s really quite sexy. You certainly have got my fucking imagination flowing to the possibilities of submission. Please tell me more.’ But her vocal capabilities seemed limited to “God!” Or the occasional, “Ugh!” She was also squirting buckets down my waist. Her sex felt pretty proud as it ran down between my thighs.

“And I want you to use me too. Promise me, Claudia. Promise me tomorrow you won’t hold back at the party. Don’t you dare fucking take it easy on me. If you love me, you’ll open up your darkest desires and fuckin’ use me to make them happen.”

“Y-yes.”

“Not just yes. Promise me, Claudia. Fuck me up tomorrow, don’t hold back.”

Finally, gasping for breath, she slowed down. I took the opportunity to slide my finger out from her ass. Claudia sprawled back on the bed, staring at the ceiling with her perky tits raising and lowering as she sucked in air. “I promise, Kitten. No holding back.”

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Wolf

Mistress had brought me down to the dungeon to teach me about the nature of humiliation.

…

Listen, I’ve told you a lot of things that have happened to me. And I haven’t held back. But I don’t want to talk about it. I’m going to take it to my grave.

…

…

It’s not that I didn’t appreciate what Mistress was doing. I wanted what she taught me. I was to be a tool for Red. Her attack dog. Or her victim. Sometimes both. Whatever was needed. And I wanted to be needed.

No matter what, I wanted to be by Red’s side. And Kitten’s too. Mistress, I’m still on the fence about. Fuck, can’t tell if she likes me or hates me. Maybe she likes to hate me?

…

It’s not even that I don’t want to talk about it. I can’t. Every time I think about what she did to me, what she had me do…

…

All I can really bring myself to say is I was given the opportunity for rewards or punishments. If I… lowered myself to do the tasks, I would be given rewards. If I refused to do them, I would be punished.

…

Mistress said what was interesting was that she had played this game recently with Kitten. Kitten would take the punishment every time. Whereas I took the reward every time. Mistress said she had never seen such a shameful beast. Never before had she trained an animal with so little dignity or self-respect.

That may have been a compliment.

…

At the end… fuck. It’s hard to even bring up, but this part is important. At the end, I was given one last task to prove I was a good little girl. Shit, my face is burning up just thinking about it. I don’t think I’ll ever get the taste out of my mouth. Kitten had refused this task as well. Mistress said she told Kitten that her punishment would come later.

So my reward and her punishment were the same. I was given information.

…

Good little girls get to know a secret, Mistress told me. When you know people’s secrets, you have power over them. Degradation isn’t being done right unless it’s personal. That was one of my lessons, and Mistress had given me examples. How did she know so much about me? Did she guess? No, what she knew was too exact. She knew… everything.

…

My final reward was one of Kitten’s secrets. A story from her childhood. One that Mistress had extracted from her. A mortifying, closely guarded secret. Mistress taught me how to do it, to trigger her and degrade her. The thought of doing that to Kitten, whom I simply adored, made me ill.

…

Mistress said it was important. That I would need it for the performance if I wanted Red’s debut to be a success.

Using it might be the difference between success and failure.

…

I just hope Kitten doesn’t hate me afterward.

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Claudia

“Oh, that’s fucking weird!” I had been giggling for a while. Kitten had been holding me and telling me kinky stories. And then she would fuck my ass a bit more and let me explore what that felt like. She had used the sex toys and moved up the line. And now she was strapped up and on top of me.

“Weird good? Or weird bad?” She checked in with me a lot. Made me stop and breathe, too. I didn’t realize I had stopped sucking in air. She had been good to me.

“Just weird. Like shitting in reverse over and over. And… fuck… your weight feels nice.” I was prone on the bed. Kitten had so much energy, I was feeling tired and drained, but in the best way. She made it so I didn’t have to do much. Just lie there and take it. I honestly didn’t feel like cumming again. Just wanted to experience this sensation.

“Ha! Claudia, you’re like a poet.” She was being nice and gentle still, though she had worked me into a pretty comfortable position that I could be fucked harder.

“Kitten, give me a hard one. I wanna try it.” You know, figure as long as I’m here, I should have the full experience.

She patted me on the shoulder. “You sure about that? It can be kinda painful.”

“Yeah, whatever. I saw you go to town on Wolf. Just give me one of those.” I was sort of offended she was being so ginger with me at this point. If Wolf could take a savage butt fucking for an evening than I could take at least one thrust.

“It’s really gonna hurt.” I felt her hands on my shoulders as she pulled the rubber cock most of the way out. “Claudia, I’m not sure you’re ready for it.”

“Kitten! You are my property and you are talking back an awful fucking lot. I said…” Her fingers dug into my shoulder, and she slammed her hips into me as the door opened.

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Red

Mommy walked in just as Kitten pounded my guts. “MOTHER FUCKER!” My legs kicked up, and Mommy had this delighted smile on her face as Kitten withdrew from me.

“Kitten, are you a Mommy Fucker? If you’re a good girl during the party, I’ll let you have a go at me like that.” Mistress seemed… giddy.

“I’ll be the best girl, Mommy! I swear it!” Kitten unbuckled the strap-on and slid it down her legs while watching me writhe. She was enjoying the show despite her attempts to seem remorseful. “Sorry, Red. I tried to warn you.”

“Fuck, fuck, fuck…” I, on the other hand, was feeling less than bubbly. That pain resonated and it was like electric pulses that started in my ass and spread to my fingers and toes. I rolled around the bed, holding my belly. The hurting was slow to go away and made me queasy. “How the fuck do you get fucked like that?

Kitten shrugged. “I dunno, I like it.”

“Fuck!” The anguish was starting to reside and I pulled my knees to my stomach and started counting and breathing like Kitten had taught me to do.

“Also, and I say this in the nicest way possible, you’re kind of a pussy when it comes to pain.” She wasn’t wrong, not compared to them at least. Not with this sort of pain. I could take a beating pretty stone-faced faced but this was different. Still, I flicked her off.

“Go to bed, Kitten.” Mistress started packing up Kitten’s things. She haphazardly started grabbing dildos and half-eaten chip bags and throwing them in her luggage. “Your bed, not Wolfs. Or Bear. Or anyone else. Big day tomorrow.”

She rolled her eyes. “Yes, Mommy.” Kitten sulked and dragged her feet as she helped pack. Meanwhile, I was left to sort through the discomfort and wonder if you could bruise the inside of your rectum. “I had fun, Red! Let’s play again soon!”

“Fuck you Kitten, I had fun too. Love you.” I managed a weak smile and felt like I could get to my knees. She ran over and gave me a peck on the cheek.

“Love you too! And remember your promise.” I nodded, and she grinned.

After she had cleared out, Mommy had taken me to the bathroom to get ready for bed. I brushed my teeth. She combed my hair. And the entire time, she was humming merrily to herself.

Finally, she threw off the covers and took a fresh blanket out of one of her hidden closets. I was scolded about the crumbs. “Now, let’s get you to sleep.”

She spooned me and held me. I thought about tomorrow and the party. “You still haven’t told me shit about this performance.”

“Go to sleep, Red.”

“No! This is ridiculous. We’ve got this big fucking opening act and I don’t know what I’m supposed to do. And…” Mistress wrapped her hand over my mouth.

She leaned in and whispered to me. “I have only given Kitten and Wolf vague instructions. Barely let them rehearse. It’s going to be a shit show, a resounding failure. The worst productions I’ve ever put on.”

My body tensed. Not one hint of sarcasm or lie. She was telling me a fact. I tried to protest and demand more answers, but it only came out as muffled cries from behind her hand.

“But you’ll fix it for me. Improvise. I believe in you, Red. Don’t worry about it. Just get some sleep.” She kissed me on the neck and removed her hand. “Everything relies on you. If you fail, this house will fall and everyone’s nice, secure future with it. No pressure.”