Kitten

Ha! Running from the cops always gets my blood pumpin’. I was practically dry humping Mistress as we slipped through the gate that surrounded the mansion. Didn’t even have the focus to wonder if Red and Wolf got caught. Fuck it, that’s a problem for Juniper if it comes up. She’ll bail them out. But I was going to be very busy.

“Did you have fun, Kitten?” She held me close, had been cuddly with me all night. Letting me sit on her lap, getting me off a couple times while we were playing truth or dare. It was always really nice when she was sweet with me.

“Oh yeah, and I’m hopin’ to have some more. What did you have in mind?”

Mistress had that hot little dress on that she wore to the playground. I was naked under my coat. Fuck it, I was just hoping she might throw me down on the ground right there. Damn, I was worked up. She stroked my hair, kissed me. Then she adjusted my cat ear barrettes and looked me over. “What do you think of Red?”

“Oh, you know. She’s a lot of fun. And especially now that her and Wolf are back together. I can’t wait to play with them both!”

She looked lovely in the moonlight. Couldn’t take my eyes off her. This was my first night with Mistress since I lost and I was planning on making the most of it. “Kitten, who do you belong to.”

We approached the house and I felt like I was walking on clouds. I played with my collar and thought. “Well, Red I guess. Since I lost that damned bet. I wish I still belonged to you.”

She stopped dead in her tracks, her hand squeezing my wrist. “No, not inside. We are going there tonight.”

Chills. She didn’t need to tell me what she meant. The secret place she didn’t take anyone else. Fuck, apparently she was in a mood.

She led me in silence to the side of the house. Around her neck, she wore a locket. The locket that was a message to me. A threat. And she opened it up and took out the small silver key. Kneeling down, Mistress brushed the dead leaves from the storm cellar door before unlocking the rusted heart-shaped padlock.

I swallowed hard as she led me down the cold cement steps. I was in trouble.

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Red

It wasn’t until Wolf realized the large mansion tucked back into the corner of our neighborhood was Mistress’ that he began to understand how god damned loaded she was.

“Fuck, this is big. How many…”

“Thirty-five bedrooms, sixteen baths, and about ten common areas not including the kitchen.” I had asked Juniper for the details. “Oh, and a hidden sex dungeon.”

He looked at me with bewilderment, think that last one broke his brain a bit. He was cute when he looked stupid.

“C’mon. I picked out my own room.” The place was kind of a mess. The people sprucing the place up had been bringing in rented furniture and setting up tables everywhere.

I had started getting used to the endless hallways and led Wolf to the small room in the back corner I had claimed. He opened the door I saw my bed. “Why are you blushing?” He was looking me over, wasn’t quite sure how to explain I was thinking about Juniper throwing me onto it and stuffing me with that amazing lady cock of hers.

“I’ll have to introduce you to someone tomorrow. I don’t think I can explain it till you meet her.”

We both got quiet when I shut the door. I suppose this is as far as either of us planned.

He looked around the room, it was a cozy little space compared to some of the massive bedrooms in this house. I think it used to be servants quarters, but it suited me. “Just a single bed?”

Wolf could be surprisingly observant sometimes. I nodded. “Yeah. I think I need some time alone. Like, I want you around but I need space. I’ve got a lot on my mind.”

I could see that upset him. He was a close sleeper, often wrapping his arms around me as he snored into the back of my head. And that’s not even getting into being woken by the unpleasant prodding against my ass. But beyond that, I needed somewhere I could isolate.

The silence was uneasy. I didn’t know what to say. But apparently he did. “Hey, let’s cancel the wedding.” Wolf had said it so directly I was stunned. I figured we needed this talk, but I thought I would have to be the one to bring it up.

“Yeah, I was thinking the same. Fuck, I really don’t even know what marriage means to me anymore.” I hugged him. He was moping. Wolf was struggling to let go of an idea of us, one that used to mean everything to him. “But I want still want you. Whatever this is, let’s explore it. I don’t think I would mind pushing forward and seeing where it takes us.”

“Yeah. I would like that.” He hugged me back. “So there’s something I really want to do with you.”

It had been a kinky night. I was excited to hear what he had in mind. “Yeah, what’s that?”

“Can we talk about sex?”

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Kitten

When it came to tying ropes, Mistress was an artist. The way she could wrap me up in such delicate and elegant patterns, intricate knots, the way the rope left me vulnerable and exposed… fuck. But tonight she wasn’t about that pageantry.

The storm cellar had one hanging light with a pull cord. It dangled from the ceiling, the bulb was dirty and flickered. The room could only be described as dim at best. There was only one piece of furniture here. An old, rusted hospital bed. She never bothered with sheets. The rough mattress was covered in stains, trophies of my past defilement.

She was securing her last knots. Not the delicate silk ropes. Not even the nylon or cotton ones that could almost feel cozy. Tonight she bound me with rough hemp that sunk into my skin.

There was no decoration, only function. Every cord that wrapped around me had one purpose, complete restraint. The room was cold and damp. Fuck, I hated it down here. Creepy and weird and she only brought me here when she had her most fucked up desires. Like that first night she had led me down those steps. The bed wasn’t here then, but the things she did to me on the frigid stone ground wakes me sometimes. Horny and frightened.

And I think that was part of the appeal to her. My dread was something she savored. How I felt like runnin’, how I would beg her to take me inside. But she knew I would never tell her no, no matter how fucked up she got I loved her and would do anythin’ to please her. That got her off. This was a place she used to cross my boundaries.

Her eyes stayed fixed on me as she lifted my last untied leg up toward my chest and then off to the side. She laced the rope around my knee. I winced as it dug into me, then she tied it off to the metal bars that comprised the headboard.

She did her last tie of the evening, around the ankle and attached it under the bed. Then she stood back and examined her work. My hands and elbows were directly bound to the headboard above me. Rope was over and under my breasts, keeping me firm against the bed. There was a noose around my neck, I hated it. Couldn’t lift my head more than a few inches without being choked.

And of course my legs were spread wide, my knees up close to my ribs but pulled down to my sides. All my holes were exposed to her, ready for use. “Kitten, test the ropes for me. Pull at them.”

“Y-yes, Mistress.” I did as she said. The old mattress creaked underneath me as I wiggled and pulled. I didn’t budge.

“Good, now do it harder.”

“Yes, Mistress.” This time I struggled, squirming and kicking. Again, I remained firmly in place.

“Once more, this time I want you to try everything you can to escape.” Her fingernails scraped my sensitive belly. “Like your life were in danger.” Fuck, that look in her eyes. Whatever she was planning, it was gonna be bad.

“Mistress, what…”

“Kitten, do what I told you.”

I nodded. Then went all out. Thrashing and fightin’ hard. Choking myself on the noose, the old bed frame groaning and scraping across the ground as I flailed uselessly. Mistress enjoyed herself as I went as hard as I could till I ran out of breath. “I-I can’t move, Mistress.”

“Good. Because tonight we will be edging.”

Oh fuck. “No! No, not that Mistress!” What she did, what she called edging wasn’t like what other people did. I got lent out, used by lots of people. Some of them loved that sort of game. But when they did it, I was brought to the precipice of pleasure. Kept there to enjoy it. Sometimes they fucked up and pushed me over the edge. Not a bad way to end things.

But not her. The way she did it was cruel, sadistic.

She bent down and kissed me softly on the lips. “I love you, Kitten.”

“I… I love you too, Mistress.” I was already breathin’ heavy, I could feel the tears building up in my eyes. This was a serious punishment. I somehow pissed her off. “What did I do?”

Mistress went to a dark corner and came back with a leather satchel. The tools that she would use to push me further and further. “I asked you who your Master was. And you said Red. She’s also under that impression. Red’s new here. This will be a good lesson. But I’m disappointed in you, Kitten. I didn’t think you would confuse my games with reality.”

“I’m sorry, Mistress! Please! Please, you’re my only Master. Now and forever! We don’t need to do this. Let’s just have fun, let’s…”

She placed her hand over my mouth. “I’m sorry too, my love. But take comfort in knowing you are doing this for my pleasure, for my needs. Tonight you will be used. I will rip you into pieces and lay you bare before my guests. They will see you and fear me. Kitten, you must never again forget that there is only one Mistress of this house.”

Oh shit. No, no, no. Fuck, I’m already shaking. I’m… I’m scared.

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Wolf

“You just want to talk?” Red looked up at me with a confused look. “You don’t want to fool around?”

I shrugged. “I mean, I WANT to fool around. But what I want more is to learn about you. And to have you learn about me.”

Red laughed. “Oh, come on. Let’s just figure it out as we go. There’s no need to make it into this whole fucking thing. I…”

“I’m gay. I like men too.” Blurted that out, it was weird to say it.

It had the intended affect though. Red went quiet, looked at me. “Huh. Have you always been, you know… attracted to dudes.”

“I don’t know.” My body tightened as I tried to let it out. There were things I needed to say. “I’ve never really thought about it before. It can’t be new. But Kitten gave me the opportunity to understand it. To really consider myself.”

Red went over and sat on the bed. I could see she was deep in thought. “Yeah, you know. Before Mistress… she did things to me. Made me realize there were, you know, things I never thought about too.”

I sat next to her. “So, we both needed help. But we couldn’t do that in our five years together. Why is that?”

She was starting to get quiet, I could tell she was bristling. She always got like this whenever I tried to talk with her. She spoke slower, carefully chose every word. “I don’t know. It’s scarier to talk than to do.”

“I think it’s because we’re kind of shitty about honesty. I know you aren’t ready to open up, let your guard down. But maybe before we jump back into this thing, before we have a kinky few months and then go right back to what we were doing, we should start this correctly.”

Red rarely looked vulnerable. Sometimes I got nothing from her, most of the times she was a force that commanded the room. But rarely she was like this. Exposed and open. “Alright, let’s do it. What do you want to talk about?”

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Kitten

“Fuck!” This is how it always started out. Feelin’ so fucking good. Like it could just be a regular evening of screwin’ each other’s brains out.

With one hand, Mistress lavished my pussy with attention. She didn’t go hard, of course. But she was thorough. Tracing my labia with her fingers. Delicately pushing the tips into my folds and massaging me from the inside.

And her other hand worked a small wand. It buzzed as she circled my nipples with the metal tip.

And for now, she seemed tame. It almost gave me hope that this had all been a threat. And the pleasure started to flood inside me. Her delightful teasing finger coaxin’ me further. “Kitten, you will only be allowed to cum when the sun rises. Do you understand.”

“Y-yes, Mistress.” No point in begging, not now at least. It won’t be long before I won’t be able to help myself. I tried to think about that, how I shouldn’t hope. Hope made it worse, it was a fuckin’ tease that leaves you riled up and blueballed.

But as her finger slipped ever so deeper inside me, I moaned. I started to feel the build. And I got so close, so damned close. “Oh, my poor girl. Is that optimism in your eyes?”

In one motion she pulled out her finger and spread my labia far apart. “Ooo! God…” She was vicious. It wasn’t like she just opened me up to play around, she pushed it far beyond pain. Like I was teetering on being torn open.

“That was close, wasn’t it? Look at your pretty little cunt, it’s simply pulsing. Wouldn’t take much more, would it?” She lowered the wand, tortuously let it vibrate the air between the walls of my spread snatch.

“Mistress…”

“You’re not going to beg already, are you? We’re just getting started.”

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Red

I got to admit, I was quickly warming up to this talk. We both had our issues. I had my shitshow of a childhood. He was raised pretty damn religious. Even if he never practiced on his own, having a Dad in the clergy can be a hell of a headtrip.

“So you never looked at a fella and thought to yourself, ‘Hey, maybe I wouldn’t mind fucking him’? Never once till earlier this week?”

“Well, I don’t know. Not in those exact words. I thought I was just acknowledging a guy was attractive, but never thought how I felt about it. It was just easier not to consider it. My parents always pushed the nuclear family. I’m bisexual. It’s really obvious all of a sudden. And it just made everyone happy when I was straight.”

“Huh, interesting. So… what sort of guys do you like?” A weird question to ask my newly former fiancée but it was a weird night.

He blushed. “Long hair. Pretty. I think I also like the androgynous look. But I also just have a thing for someone who looks powerful and tall. With a lot of presence, you know?”

Man, wait till he meets Juniper. “Alright, but you still like me? I’m not just… you know… keeping some fella’s seat warm?”

“Red, you turn me on so much. More so now than ever! Fuck, when I looked back at you tonight and you were stroking that belt… I was so hard it hurt.” Asshole, now I was blushing. “What about you, you seem to be playing with a lot of girls.” Oh that fucking smirk, he liked what he saw in the park.

I thought of Kitten wearing that little schoolgirl getup. Then my mind wandered to Mistress’ hourglass curves and the way it felt when she held my body against hers. “Yeah, they’re growing on me.”

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Kitten

Startin’ to get bad. No, not bad, wonderful, blissful. But it’s goin’ to be bad. The way she does it, Mistress is cruel. We had moved on to the large yellow dildo. It was wide and long. Longer than I could take, and Mistress liked that. She could grip it tightly as she jammed it into my cunt.

“AAAHHH!” The painful wonder of it hitting my cervix. Fuck, it filled me completely.

“I’ll never get tired of the songs you sing to me.” Mistress looked like a cat staring at a wounded mouse. Sweat dripping off me. I was tremblin’. Fuck, how much longer?

“Fuckfuckfuckfuck…” She slowly pulled the cock from me like a sword being drawn from a wound. I should have been able to cum, would have not long ago. But when Mistress edges, she doesn’t just bring me to that point of closeness. It’s almost like I cum, every time. Like the ghost of an orgasm, all the physical reactions but the pleasure denied.

“Do you know why I like this dark, filthy room, Kitten?” She teetered the dildo’s tip threateningly between my lips. She wasn’t followin’ any rhythm. The sporadic impaling of my snatch made predicting and bracing impossible.

“No…” I was somewhere between a gasp and a moan as she teased me, making quick gestures with her hand like she was going to do it. I jumped and strained against the ropes. Choking myself as the hemp scratched into my neck.

“I have such dark fantasies. Sometimes on restless nights I come here. Then I touch myself and dream of you…”

“AHHH!” The rubber cock made a wet, messy noise as it tore into me.

Mistress bristled in perverted glee. “I dream of dragging you from your bed, through the mud, down here. Crying as I carnally rip my satisfaction from your wrecked, humiliated body. Forcing myself on you again and again and you beg me to stop. Does that turn you on?”

She tapped the end of the cock, sending overwhelming vibrations deep into my core. They were painful. They were heaven. “Y-yes.”

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Wolf

“Are you sure you’re fine with just talking?” My arousal at our current topic had become quite visible. Red playfully poked my bulge.

“No, but I want to hear more. Fuck, this is fun foreplay.”

“You know what else is fun foreplay? Sucking on my tits. We could be doing that right now.”

“Just answer the question. Why does watching me fuck Kitten turn you on?” God, I wanted details. I wanted to know everything that got Red off, how to do it better. How to drive her wild.

“Fuck, I don’t know. I didn’t understand it at first. Mistress gave me the video of you slamming your balls against Kitten’s chin. And I was pissed.”

“Valid.”

“Yeah, by the way…” She leaned in and slapped me across the face again. She had been periodically doing that. I think it was helping her work out some of the anger at me. I was reluctant to let her know that only turned me on more.

“Ouch! Shit.” I nursed my cheek, doing my best to look hurt.

“But even while wanting to strangle you with my bare hands, I realized I was… you know… dripping wet. And I didn’t understand it. I knew I didn’t want to be treated like that, too much fucking ego. But watching you to made me horny, and that messed with my head. And I started recording my thoughts, researching it.”

I couldn’t help but laugh. “That’s incredibly you. Red, you’re the only person I know who would need to research why they were aroused.”

“Well, fuck you. Yeah, I did. It was confusing. I actually have filled a couple of note books on the subject, if you must know.”

She saw the glint of wonder on my face. “Do… do you have those with you?”

Red looked incredibly timid, but also excited. “You want to read them with me? See what I figured out?”

“Yes!”

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Kitten

No. No, no, no, no. Not again! Getting harder, pushing me back. Takes so much more every time.

“Oh there’s no need to use that sort of language now.” Lovely biting. Clamps on nipples, she’s pulling. What did I say? I don’t know. Words are falling out of me.

“N-no more. Please, no more. Let me cum. I need it, I n-n-need you M-mis… M-m…” Mouth not working

“Oh, my darling little girl. I promised when the sun rises. Not that you can tell when that is down here. But no more?”

She smacked the small paddle against my swollen pussy. So red, puffy… It opened and shut. Desperate. Fuck. “No more!”

“Say it then. Say your safety word. And then I’ll untie you, send you back to your room. All alone, because if you fucking dare to tap out on me I’ll not reward you! You’ll have to shamefully go back to your room and finger yourself like the desperate slut you are!” Growling. Angry.

Tears. They were hot. Heavy. Falling down face. “Why?!”

She struck me across breast with paddle. Paddle wet. Smells like pussy. “Why are you so fucking quick to call out that word?! I thought you were unbreakable! But you folded quickly for Red, didn’t you? Fuck! As fast as I’ve ever seen you crumble. Do you know how ashamed you made me?” Again and again, hitting. Pulling chain on clamps.

I made a sound. Maybe words. Ugly words.

“And then you dare to fucking tell me you belong to her! Can she do this to you? Can she push you like this?!”

Shaking head. “No. S-sorry. So s-s-sorry. I l-love…”

Slapped. Face. Stings. More tears. “Then prove it! You love me? Show me your devotion! Be my broken angel. Be what I need you to be. Show Red her place in this house.” Then… kissed. Soft, lips. Crying still. Happy? She means it. She needs me. “Tell me to go on, Kitten.”

I take a large breath. I shut my eyes. Count to ten. “Please, Mistress. Use me till you’re done. Keep going.”

There was a sound. The zipper. She’s getting something from the bag. What’s next?

I open my eyes. “Good girl. I promise you Kitten, you’ll be rewarded. You will cum so hard, I’m jealous really.” She’s pleased, pretty. Slipping long legs into the strap-on harness.

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Red

“Does this still count as talking?” I ground the lips of my snatch over the shaft of his bright red cock. Fuck, I don’t think I remember ever seeing him that engorged before.

“Sure, we’ll just keep talking while… Damn. I-I’m trying not to cum already.” He bit his lip. He lay in my bed, contorting in jagged motions as I relentlessly kept teasing him.

“Fine, I’ll keep talking. The very spot you’re lying right now. Guess why it’s special?” I was in no hurry to put his dick inside me. I was already pushing myself close. I ran my hands through my curly hair, squeezed his sides with my knees to keep myself balanced as I rode him.

“I… fuck… Just tell me. I don’t know.” His eyes were all over me. I liked fucking with the lights on. It was easier than it used to be. Maybe in a way we were hiding from each other before. But I wanted him to see everything. Know every slutty act I’d been up to.

“I got fucked by the most wonderful cock in that very spot. Oh god, it was amazing.” Suddenly he went still underneath me. It threw me off, was he not ready to hear about that? Too far?

His eyes were wide. “Fuck. Tell me more.” Nope, not offended. I went back to almost fucking him. God, I liked this. I loved what I was starting to discover with Wolf. Sharing our fantasies and perversions. Excited by each other’s excitement. Bouncing off each other and building on it.

“I’m not going to tell you who it was. But I’m going to tell you how it felt. And if you play your cards right, they’ll do it to you!”

“GOD!” He spurt hard, cum shooting up his chest. Further than that. He ejaculated with such damn force he had a large glob dripping down his cheek.

“Mmm, so what did it for you? Was it thinking about taking a cock? Or was it…”

He grabbed me and pulled. Pressing my body against his even as his cock throbbed out more cum. The shithead covered us both in his mess. I was going to make him towel me off after this. Although I have to admit it, that sounded fucking hot in itself. And he slid his dick inside me. “Tell me about how he fucked you, Red. And sometime, let me watch.”

I had lost control of the situation. I was still on top, but now he was the one screwing me. Well, Wolf wanted to hear the story, might as well fucking wind him up. “So they threw me onto the bed…”

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Kitten

Pretty lights. White, pretty lights. Getting closer. Heaven. Rapture.

Shaking. Again and again. Shaking me.

Pussy feels hot. Good. In and out. Rough, like I like. In, out….so close.

I can get there. I can get myself the rest of the way. Just need to push it, force myself over. Get over the edge. That feeling in my cunt, wrap myself around it. Take it…

Ripped away!

“Nooooo!” Empty. Pulled out. Lights fading quick. Air fills lungs. Chest heaving. Hands on throat gone. Face burns… slapped? Cold, dark again. But she’s there. Mistress is my everywhere.

“Kitten, my dirty little whore? Your abs tightened. Did you try to steal an orgasm from me?” She’s beautiful. On top of me. Squeaking, terrible noises from bed. Mistress. Please fuck me. But no, only looking.

No point, can’t lie. She’ll know. “Y-yes!” Crying, been crying so hard. Can’t cum, she won’t let me. It hurts. It hurts not to cum.

“Did you think that because it’s a strap on I wouldn’t know?” She’s thrilled, likes to hurt me. Mistress, beautiful Mistress. Sliding rubber cock lower now. The look in her face, scared of it. Scared to death. “I’m afraid you’ll have to be punished.”

She’s pulling my cheeks apart. And then fire. Fire dances under my skin. Spreads. Can’t concentrate. Being shaken again. Pussy empty. Ass full. Can’t… can’t feel good. Can’t feel pleasure. “B-b-p-pl… F-fu…” Can’t words. Not anymore.

Her hands. Love. She loves me. Hands around my throat. Does this for me. Air, going away. Harder now, everything she does is harder. No pleasure, but more need. Reaching finish is harder, further. Keeps getting further. But her face, before it all starts getting white again. Love. Scary love. “It’s almost time, Kitten. You are so close. I don’t just want you broken, I need you shattered when I show Red what I’ve done.”

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Wolf

So we have gotten off track from the ‘just talking’, but I suppose there’s nothing that says we had to disclose everything in one night. And honestly our conversation was a better aphrodisiac than any date we’ve ever been on. I can’t wait to do it again.

“Fuck, that’s right. Just like before. God, why does that feel so good?”

I would have made my best guess, but my tongue was currently slowly drawing circles around Red’s tight little asshole. After we had screwed a couple times I told her how much I enjoyed licking her there before she left. And she found it enjoyable enough for another round.

Red was toying with her pussy, damn it was a nice view. “The other day when Kitten was dressed as a school girl, did you know that was supposed to be mine? We started… damn… started fooling around. I… I was the school bully.”

God, it was making me hard again just hearing her talk about it. I imagined Red in the same outfit, pushing around Kitten, groping and tearing at her clothes like I did.

“And then the fucking teacher had to come in and take my fun, didn’t you? Fuck you, Wolf. Or was it Mr. Wolf? Shit! Go harder, I can take it a bit harder when I’m loosened up. Fuck my ass with your tongue. I want to see if I can squirt again.”

I did exactly as she asked. I knew how to please her in ways no one else could. I had spent five years exploring her body, and now I really started understanding what she liked. I was getting better at it by the minute. No one would be able to fuck her better. I bet I could make her cry out in pleasure.

The wonderful wet stuffing noise filled my ears as she pumped her fingers deeper inside. She teased me with her fantasies. “Let’s get Kitten, let’s both fuck her. You be the teacher, I’ll be the bully. Let’s screw her rougher than Mistress could! Show her a real good time!”

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Kitten

Can’t… can’t close legs. Bar. Bar stopping me. Joints ache, walking.

Being moved. Hands, hands are tied. Can’t touch self. Can’t close legs. Desperate. Desperation. Fuck. Need.

Feet move, wobble forward. Dragged. Pulled. Pushed. By Goddess. By cruel, beautiful Goddess. Mistress. She won’t touch. Won’t let me touch. Hurts. God, it hurts. Pain! Fuck!

She’s speaking. Her lips move. Need lips, need on cunt. Need to lick, suck me. Need her. Hurts. Emptiness hurts. So fuckin’ empty. Desperate.

Look in Goddess’ face. Evil, mean, wicked. Divine, obsessed, glorious. She points to door. Tells me words. Can’t hear. I try and say. But she opens, pushes me. I fall. On ground.

Screams. Who is here?

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Red

“WHAT THE HELL! WE’RE FUCKING HERE!” Mistress had swung the door to my room open without so much as a knock. My legs were wrapped around Wolf’s head and I was getting eating out real good when we were interrupted.

She had just thrown Kitten onto the floor. “Enough of that sad rutting. Up, both of you. Red, I brought you something special.” Mistress wore only a strap on. Kitten, nothing. But she had red, dark circles pressed into her skin. Some had turned dark and bruised. She had been tied up, but for how long?

Wolf saw it first. His face contorted. Fear? He seemed shaken, terrified as he looked at Kitten. “What the fuck is wrong with her?”

“F-f-fuuuu…. Please. P-please. Miss… issterest… please.” I stood up and looked her over. Wolf was right, something was off. She writhed on the ground, some sort of metal bar locked around her knees. She was desperately trying to close her legs.

“Fuck her, Wolf.” Mistress closed the door behind her. He looked to me, confused and unsure.

“What the hell did you do to her?!” I knelt down to Kitten, she was in pain. Blabbering nonsense and trying to pull her hands apart despite the rope.

Mistress smiled so casually as she told me, “I’ve driven her mad. Pushed her into a feral state. She’s nothing but need and lust. And it’s going to take a lot to get her off.” She walked over to us, grabbed Wolf by the hair and stuffed something into his mouth. “You’re going to need that. This will take a long time.”

He swallowed without thinking, his gaze transfixed on Kitten. Then to me.

“Don’t you dare, she needs… she needs a hospital!” God, I had never seen someone like that. Like she wasn’t even human anymore. Fuck, she started crying!

“Ha! She doesn’t need medical attention, Red. She needs a stiff dick stuffed between her legs. Now tell your dog to ravage her and enjoy himself! Then we can watch it together.” Mistress rolled Kitten onto her belly with her foot. Kitten started thrusting her hips, trying to hump the ground as Mistress untied her hands.

“Red, this doesn’t feel right.” Wolf was getting hard looking at her. But Kitten wasn’t in control of herself, he knew that.

“What the fuck kind of drug did you give her?” I ran over and pushed Mistress to the ground as she finished loosening the knot. Kitten’s hands immediately plunged between her legs.

My sight lingered on her aggressively finger fucking herself. I hardly noticed Mistress had gotten up until she grabbed me by the hair. I was pulled to the ground and my face forced within inches of Kitten, the potent smell of her sex filling my nostrils. “You think you broke Kitten with your childish beating. Both of you were so naive it was almost revolting to watch. Anyone can cause pain. I have destroyed her with lust! Look at my wretched girl. Isn’t she beautiful?”

Kitten looked up at me, tears running down her cheeks as we locked eyes. There was something terrifying in what I saw, savage and indescribable.

“GET OFF HER!” Wolf’s fist balled at his side. He was ready to go after Mistress, pull her off me.

But then Kitten lunged her face toward me. Her lips sloppily locking onto my own as drool ran down her cheek. Her tongue was cold and she jammed it between my teeth. Mistress held me for her. “Please, please fuck me.” She was barely lucid, holding herself together through sheer will. And she had used what little sense she had to beg.

Her spit dangled from my mouth as she rolled onto her back. And from deep in the darkest reaches of my mind a thought emerged. Mistress was right, this was beautiful. “Do it.”

Wolf looked desperately at Kitten. “What?!”

“Whatever is happening, she’s suffering. It’s the only way to help,” I said like I was being fucking altruistic. Because the churning feeling in my gut was disgust with myself. I was going to enjoy this, and my command was pure, selfish desire.

Mistress pulled me back, still keeping me on my knees and by her side like a pet. And I saw my dark desires reflected as I looked up to her face. She was turned on, wetness dripping down her leg from under the harness. “The keys are still in the spacer bars, Wolf. Be a dear and take those off. Then do what you’re told and fuck this little beast rotten.”

My own hand slid up and down my thighs, as I tried to hold back my depravity.

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Wolf

My hands were shaking as I fumbled with the key. I needed to unlatch the ring around her knee, needed to let her out. It was horrible, Kitten… the woman who freed me, she was in the throws of agony. Flailing around the ground, fingering herself and groaning. Running her sticky hands through her hair and screaming in frustration.

“Not him, won’t be good enough. You Mistress! I need you! Only you can fuck me like I need. You! Need you!” Her wild eyes shot around the room, but when they landed on me I can only describe it as desperation, maybe even anger.

“He’s all you get, Kitten.”

“NOOO! You said you’ll make make me cum, you promised!” I managed to free her legs. She immediately turned over and crawled to Mistress. “YOU PROMISED!”

“No. I said you would cum, not that I would fuck you.” Mistress watched with sinister pride as Kitten kissed her feet and pawed at her leg. “Why haven’t you started, Wolf? Red gave you an order.”

I looked to Red, who watched Kitten’s pleas an apathetic glee. Like she was enjoying a dream with no consequences. “Wolf! When I tell you to fuck you do it! Let me worry about the details!” Mistress pet Red’s head, rewarding her sadism.

What choice did I have?

I grabbed Kitten by the ankle and pulled her away. I had to force her off Mistress, she sucked at her toes and grasped at her until I peeled her hands away. I dragged her back and rolled her onto her back. And that’s when the shameful feeling of intrigue washed over me.

I needed to restrain her, force her to stay in place as I slid my knees under her thighs. And they watched me. Red’s mouth hung open, mesmerized by the display as I drove my cock deep into her pussy. Her feet kicked into the air and her toes splayed far apart.

“HARDER! Harderharderharder…. HARDER!” Kitten felt no satisfaction. No relief. She kept trying to escape from under me. So dissatisfied with my cock that she felt the need to beg Mistress like I was nothing. She turned toward me and her hand curled into a claw. She scratched my face, I could feel blood run down my cheek. “Why can’t you do it harder?! HARDER! DON’T BE WEAK! IT HURTS! Make me not hurt! Please, please please please. Rougher. I don’t care about pain. Just make me cum.”

Both of them… even my sweet Red… watched with a wicked pleasure as I pinned her hands to the ground. I thrust into her. It’s not like I was holding back, I put everything into it as I slammed my hips hard enough to shake her whole body. Her breasts shook violently every time I stuffed my cock inside her. But still she begged, still not sated.

Mistress knelt down next to Red. She whispered into her ear. Red nodded, her eyes glazed over and a tear running down her cheek. Not from any sort of sadness… She had stopped blinking. And Mistress’ hands began exploring Red’s body. Not exploring… controlling.

She played her in ways I couldn’t imagine. Pinching her nipples, running her fingers up and down her spine, fingering her throat. And Red looked more wild with every moment. As if every touch of Mistress tore away at some invisible armor Red protected herself with.

“Kitten,” Mistress cooed. “You know Wolf. He’s a terrible man. Disgusting, really. So tell him to stop. Fight him. He’ll fuck you all the harder.”

I felt sick. Because I felt my cock swell at the very suggestion, and I knew she was right. Kitten’s voice betrayed her. So did the way she gyrated her hips so she would take me harder and deeper. But her words were enough. “No! What are you doing? Get off!”

Red leaned in closer. Watching with a rabid need. Mistress continued to play with her body. Then she told Red, “You know what you want to do. Go ahead, do it.”

And Red crawled forward. Her head nearly touched mine, but she didn’t regard me at all. She watched Kitten. And then Red’s hands slipped by mine around her wrists. And I let go, realizing she wanted to be the one to hold her down.

Kitten’s smile… the curled side of her lips. The shaking mouth. The wide, hungry eyes… “Why won’t you help me! No, not both of you! You beasts! Let me go!” She moaned with pleasure as Red spit down onto her face.

“You desperate little cunt! You wanted fucked, right? Well my monster will split you in half!” Red’s words spurred me on. Made me grow and swell. “MAKE HER SCREAM, WOLF!” And I came into Kitten’s hot, swollen cunt.

Mistress picked up the rope from the ground, the one she had used to bind Kitten’s hands. And she slipped it around Red’s neck.

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Red

Wolf slowed. Fuck, he had cum. I wanted him to get rougher. Kitten had so much more to give me. I had so much more to take from her. But his hips kept pumping. He’ll get back up to speed. I sunk my nails into her wrist, looked her dead in the eyes. “R-red? I’m scared.” Fuck, her acting was terrible. The frantic whore licked her lips and enjoyed her pounding. I was into it.

So much so that I barely registered the leash I was wearing until it was tightened and the rope sank into my neck. “All fours, Red. Do not falter, do not lie. I’ll know. And I’ll make you leave unrewarded.”

Mistress positioned herself behind me. I remembered the strap-on she wore, it was thick and long. Bigger than I could take. “Please be…”

“Gentle? Nice and slow?” Fuck, it felt good when she entered me. And she did as I asked. In and out, letting me feel the sensation of my pussy lips clinging to the cock. “Is that how you really want it?”

Kitten began fighting against me. She struggled and tried to free her hands from my grasp. Wolf was lifting her legs, putting her ankles on his shoulders. Getting her in position to be fucked even deeper.

I didn’t notice at first. That Mistress was going harder on me. That the slow and easy pace was picking up. And I didn’t realize that Kitten was looking up at me with intrigue as she monotonously chanted, “No. Stop. Please.” Over and over as Wolf tore into her.

But when I felt Mistress’ hips slam into my ass, as I stumbled and almost fell on my face, I realized the large cock had fully entered me. How? It was too big, wasn’t it? She pulled the rope, I choked and arched my back. “You’re a proud little thing, Red! That’s why I like you. So stay up, nice and straight. Like a proper bitch.”

A groan filled the air. Like wounded animal, something that sounded absolutely primal. It excited me to hear, such a perverted noise of pure anguish. Then I gasped for air and it stopped. I hadn’t realized it was coming from me.

It… it hurt. What she was doing. I’ve never been fucked like that. Hell, until last week I could barely enjoy anything above a slow, easy screw. I had always been so tight. But now, this terrifying sensation of being forced open again and again, it was making me cum. I didn’t even feel the build up. Just the electric waves of excruciating bliss pounded into my body.

And then wetness. She was making me squirt down my legs. A puddle of shame formed under me. Why could Mistress always do that? I had never… but she drew it from my body whenever she pleased. My arms were shaking, I had to leg go of Kitten. Could only focus on holding myself up.

“Does seeing this slut being fucked get you off? Are you going to cum? Does this desperate whore’s moans bring you pleasure?”

I was confused. I… I had cum. It was obvious. And she kept fucking me. Was she asking me if I was going to cum again?

Then Kitten answered as a delighted grin spread over her face. “Yes, Mistress.”

I… I was who she was talking about. Just as Kitten’s violation was meant to get me off, I was supposed to do the same for her. I wasn’t just being screwed, I was being displayed.

“Oh my, what’s the matter Wolf?” Mistress’ chided.

Wolf, I almost forgot he was here. Like he didn’t matter, just a cock doing what I needed it to do. I looked up at him. I had never seen him so angry in all my life.

He snarled and looked into my eyes as Mistress asked me, “Who is fucks you better, Red?”

She was being pitiless. Pushing him into a desperate rage. And I answered her, I couldn’t help myself. “You, Mistress.”

“Who makes you cum harder?”

“You, Mistress.”

“And compared to me, is Wolf pathetic?”

I hesitated. I wanted to lie, but she’ll know. She always knows.

Her hand grasped my hair, pulled it hard and made me face him straight in the eyes. “Answer me!”

I looked at the man I loved. And the word spurted out with the drool that ran down my chin. “Pathetic.”

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Kitten

Wolf growled. Starting to get my senses. Getting close to cumming. Watching Red get fucked like that, the way she had lost all respect. That pride that she held onto being fucked out of her. It was hard to watch, but god damn it was doin’ it for me.

But Wolf, oh fuck. He was pissed. And Mistress began going harder on Red, holding onto her hips and slammin’ her so viciously that the room was filled with the squelching wet noise of the rubber dildo stuffing her. And Red was makin’ that noise again. Fuck, it was amazing.

Mistress asked me the same. “Kitten, isn’t Wolf pathetic.”

I reached up to him, ran my fingers along the three scratches that I put into his cheek. He looked down to me and I answered, “Yes, Mistress.” This was her plan, her gift to me. She got to dominate Red, own her. And Wolf was driven into a corner, furious and hurt. All for me. Mistress loved me.

“If that makes you angry, then do something about it. Hurt her, Wolf!” Oh fuck, Mistress’ words pushed me up the high wall that caged my pleasure. And with her help, Wolf could tear it down.

He flipped me over. “Get up you slut. Just like her, hands and knees!”

Wolf was shakin’ with rage, or was it humiliation? Same difference. I did as I was told. And I got close to Red, poor desperate Red. Nearly face to face. I whispered so quiet I barely made a sound. I didn’t want Wolf to hear my excitement. “Let’s get fucked together.”

Her pretty eyes went wide, like she suddenly realized what was happening. “Kitten…” It was like she was begging me to help her, help save her from herself.

But another good thrust into her drippin’ pussy swallowed her back into a fugue. Oh yeah, she was getting fuck drunk. It was a good place to be.

And that’s when he started on me. Fuck, I wanted to kiss Red. Wanted to jam my tongue down her throat. But we would bust our teeth together with the way we were both bein’ reamed. She was treated to methodical, nearly surgical stabs of the rubber cock. Hitting her precisely where and how she needed it. Lucky girl.

I, on the other hand, was gifted brutality. He slapped my ass, really laying into the green and purple bruise his woman had left on me. Rough, masculine fucking. The way only a guy does it. Like he thinks he’s a fuckin’ jackhammer or somethin’. He couldn’t get me off that way, but fuck it felt nice to have such depraved attention.

My tits swung under me, I saw Red watching them. I spread my arms out, gave them more space to move wildly. Fuck, that hurt. It’s not exactly comfortable to have large breasts thrashing around. Oh, but it was worth it for Red.

I was getting close. But I needed my hands. “Choke me,” I coughed back to Wolf. Red was drooling and moaning. She came again, and another splash of her squirting snatch soaked the floor. Fuck, that wet puddle underneath her spread out to her hands.

Angry that he wasn’t getting the same result, Wolf obliged me. His leaned down and wrapped his hand around my neck. I leaned into it, let my compressed throat take on the weight so I could touch my swollen clit. I began playing with it, pinching it in my fingers. And finally his cock started finding a more steady rhythm.

Wolf choked out my moans, my throat convulsed as it tried to suck in more air. My knees were shakin’ and I felt the wall coming down. I was gonna do it, I was going to cum. Mistress smiled at me, nodded subtly. This was her promised gift. I was right, she was just pretending to be small before. Only a Goddess could have arranged something so perfect for me. Only my Mistress…

I pushed back against Wolf. Rose up to my knees and forced him balls deep into me as I held myself upright. I reached back and clung onto his hair. I wanted Mistress to see me, wanted her to see my gratitude. He began squirting, hot cum pumping so fast it fell out of me into pools under us. A cocktail of our mutual lust.

And it broke out of me, the unbridled paradise. The room flashed in different colors as I gasped and choked out between his firm grip. My cunt pulsating around his hungry dick, rocking and bouncing on my knees to take everything I could from that wonderful moment.

And Red, she was shaking all over. I wondered how many times she had cum. I wondered if she could tell or if had just been one, gruesome sensation ripped out of her that felt like it wouldn’t end. I hoped it was that. She deserved nice things too.

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Red

“Good boy.” My whole body ached. It hurt so good. I couldn’t control the noises I made, it was all I could do to stay in position. She promised to keep doing it, my Mistress. She would keep going if I did what she said.

But it stopped. She jammed the cock hard into me and held it there. “D-don’t. More!”

“No, dear. It’s time for a discussion. If you’re a good girl, you can earn one more rough fuck.”

I wailed, I begged. Fuck, I… I had never begged like that before. It was awful. And I would do it again and again for another chance to feel what she did to me. “Please.”

“No.”

She slapped my ass and I cursed her, “Nasty whore!”

She smiled proudly. “Such language, little girl. Still too much dignity left. You’ll need to do more for me.”

I couldn’t believe it, but I was crying. “Anything! Please. I’ll… Anything! Just fuck me!”

“Tell me, do you suck Wolf’s cock?” His ears perked, he was still plugging away at Kitten, still fucking her senseless, rolling her from one orgasm to another. But that got his attention.

“Sometimes.” I rarely did anymore. It was now something I only reserved for stuff like birthdays or holidays.

“Do you like doing it?”

I shook my head. Honesty was the only option. And I hated that she made me do this in front of him. “No, it’s… it’s degrading.”

“Wolf, get over here. Let Kitten stew a bit. I want you to make a mess of Red. Fuck her throat. You’ve always wanted to, dreamed of it. I know you have.” He sneered at me, still pissed about my admission earlier.

“Yes, Mistress.” He let go of Kitten, she gasped and fell against the bed. Leaned herself up so she had a good view.

“I… please. No. I can’t.” I was trembling. I had seen what he did to Kitten. Fuck, it was exciting to watch. But the thought of it happening to me…

“Red, do you want to learn to destroy someone? To turn them into a puddle of useless fuck meat like I did to Kitten?”

Kitten was already playing with herself. She was better than before, but that terrible look I saw in her eyes. It made me pussy ache just thinking about it. “Yes.”

“And I want to teach you. I want to show you how to do everything I can do. But it will cost you the same thing it cost me. I will take your pride from you.” She was gentle when she wrapped her arms around me. Almost a loving embrace as she pulled me up to my knees.

Wolf hesitated. His voice softened. “Red…”

“Pathetic,” Mistress reminded him. Made sure his fury burned hotter than his love. She offered him the rope around my neck. He took it.

Wolf licked his lips, the fucker. His cock was coated in the sticky balm of cum and cunt. Mistress held me close to her. Her dildo still jammed up in me, her arms tenderly holding me as she slid a finger up into my mouth. She gently tugged down on my teeth, and I opened. “Beg him. Ask him for it.”

My heart sank. I tried to look to the ground. He pulled the leash and forced my eyes up to him. “Please let me suck your cock.”

I can’t remember much. Maybe I just don’t want to. Mistress never let go of me, holding me still so that he could have his way with my mouth. I remember the urge to throw up as I gagged. He had never done that to me. Never treated me with such disrespect. And the person looking down at me wasn’t who I knew.

I only remember the vivid moment of clarity. Kitten was playing with herself, watching in delight. I had submitted myself to it, sucking and and licking and… submitting. Somewhere in the indignity, I found enjoyment. Pleasure even, pleasure that burned in my chest and masked the disgust. And Wolf, he was completely gone. The love had been chased out of him, and all that was left was a cruel lust.

Mistress had done this to us. She had cracked us apart, piece by piece she had picked at all our weaknesses. We were devastated, and all that was left was… bliss. A demeaning, hallow satisfaction to fuck and be fucked.

I lost myself again. Retreated from that feeling. And the next thing I remember was gasping, holding his cock. It pulsed in my hand and I was making sure to milk it to it’s last. I made sure he coated my face. I could feel the heat. The sticky, sloppy dripping down into my scalp. And Mistress was rubbing the cum into my chest, playing with my hard nipples.

I fell to the ground. Mistress had pulled the strap-on from me. I curled up, appalled with myself. Horrified that I wanted it to happen again. That I would say or do anything to feel what Mistress had done to me just once more. And then I felt a hand petting me. It was Kitten. “It’s OK, Red. I know it’s scary. Mistress… she’s gonna take care of you.”

A flash. It was my camera. It was locked, but Mistress knew my password. Of course she did. She knew everything. I was an idiot to think she wasn’t in control. No, I had never once had the upper hand. When I cuffed her and jammed a crop up inside her. When I had screwed her on the floor of the ballroom. Even when she had let me steal her Kitten. It was always a game for her. And she had just been playing down to my level to make it interesting.

Picture after picture. She took so many. Wolf was stroking his cock, jacking off to the lewd degradation of Mistress’ pleasure.

“Now, Red. I want one last thing from you. Then I’ll fuck you again. Will you give it to me?” She handed Kitten the phone. I realized it’s use wasn’t done. Kitten held it up, this was to be recorded.

“Yes.” It didn’t matter what she wanted. I had already given her everything of value. Pride, dignity, self respect. I had abandoned it all away willingly for greedy desire.

“A woman is on her back, you hold her by the wrists. You look into her face. And your man fucks her against her will while begging for it to stop. Again and again, this keeps coming up. One piece here. Another there. But the acts repeat with you. It’s all so… exact.”

My stomach clenched. There’s no way she could know. “No…”

“I’ve read all your journals, Red. All those notes to ‘explore your sexuality.’ Trying to understand why this sort of thing turns you on. You’ll lie, even when you’re all alone. Is it that bad?”

No. She can’t possibly know about that. Wolf had stopped jacking off. They were all watching me, waiting to see what Mistress was about to take from me. My last secret.

“This isn’t a fetish, Red. It’s a fantasy. A very precise one. And you’ve had it before. Many times I would imagine.” She held out a hand to me. Wiped a bit of cum from near my eye like it would make any difference. Then she pulled me up, made me sit in front of the camera.

“I don’t know what you mean.” The lie wouldn’t have fooled even one as thick as Wolf. Mistress took me by the chin, arranged my face so I was looking straight at the camera.

“It’s alright, Red. I specialize in making fantasies come true. Even the ones you would never ask for. The ones you keep locked away in your shameful, perverted heart. Today I did that three times. Kitten wanted to be loved by me, made into a rancid little ball of sin for my sake. Wolf wanted to use you, let go of his love and do something sickening and shameful.”

I was shaking my head. I didn’t want her to go on. She kissed me, Wolf’s cum now cold on my lips. “Please don’t make me say it.”

“And you. My beautiful child. You had a particularly nasty fantasy. And I know exactly what it is. So tell it to me. I want to hear it in your voice.”

Her hand went between my legs. Her fingers parted me, pleasured me softly. Slow, gentle. How I… how I wanted it. I, I wanted to make her happy. She was terrible to me, but I would do anything to please her. “Mistress…”

“Start from the beginning. Tell me about the first time you…” She pushed her finger deep inside me and elicited a moan that came from the bottom of my lungs. “Tell me the first time you pleasured yourself to this shameful desire. But most of all, tell me the name. The name that has come up again and again, the one that you hold with such hatred...”

I rocked against her finger as I looked int her knowing eyes. Again my face was pointed at the camera. And between the stomach churning noises of ecstasy that came from me, I told her everything. “It was the second time she had done it. My… my sister. She had taken another from me. This one, I had been going out with him for six months. And…”

“Had he fucked you before?” Her eyes were bright. I looked over at Wolf, so were his. My humiliation. All of them, they were going to listen to my fantasies. Get off to it. It was mortifying.

“Yeah. He fucking told me he loved me. I wasn’t ready, but I let him do it anyway. I thought I loved him. But my sister, she had reached out to him online, chatted with him. Tempted him. It wasn’t the first time they had screwed. It was the third. I know because… because I read all the messages afterward.” I bit my lip. She was going to push me. I didn’t want to cum while saying this.

“Go on.”

“I came home from work. Same time as always. I caught them, not by any accident on his part. She had planned for it. My little sister loved making me suffer. Loved to see me beaten down. Right there on the floor as I opened the door. She was riding him. Looked dead in my face, and she laughed.”

Mistress cooed at me. “Let it go, Red. Unburden yourself. What did you imagine that night?”

“It started as a dream. Something that made me fucking ill. I dreamed it happened another way. And I woke up. And I let myself imagine further. Instead, I went into her home. With my man following my commands like a loyal dog. I… mmmm! Don’t make me cum, please Mistress. Not now.”

“You’ll do as I say. And you will peak when you tell me her name.”

I nodded. weakly. “I hold her down. I spit in her face. I call her a whore. And then I tell him to spread her legs. To fucks my sister while I get to be the one laughing. I slap her… mmmm. Call her… call her names…” Mistress was going harder now, I kept what she wanted for the end. Because I knew that was what she wished.

“Good. Now her name, Red. Who are you holding down?”

“M-my little sister… Princess….” She curled her finger. It wasn’t rough, a push against the top of my cunt. “FffffuuuUUUCK!” A thumb on my clit. And a subtle, little motion. And I fell apart. Worse than it had ever been, Mistress grabbed me. Stopped me from hurting myself as my body threw itself backward. I was squirting once more for her. Small, throbbing bursts of my own lady cum, draining whatever was left inside me.

I had never felt like I did in that moment. It must be what dying is like. The look in Wolf’s eyes… I must have been pretty. He looked so soft all of a sudden. And I got really dizzy. And next thing… next thing I was in his lap.

We were all on the bed. When did I… that’s right. They helped me here. Legs wobbled, so Wolf carried me.

Kitten was holding my hand. Telling me things. I think… I know they turned me on but I can’t remember what they were. It had all gotten so delicate.

Wolf comforted me, watched my face. He bent down and kissed my head. Said lots of words, only heard, “Love.” Was the only one I needed. What he was before was gone. My Wolf was back. I reached up to his face, smiled.

And I was making more noises. They were sweet, mellow sounds of joy and passion.

And Mistress was fulfilling her promise. Screwing me one more time with the strap on. Kitten lowered her head, suckled at my nipples. I felt like I was on a cloud. It was paradise, just a few minutes of pure elysium.

The shame would come later. The dark feelings, the embarrassment. But Mistress would be gone when they did. She had done everything to me she wanted.

And when that was over she whispered in my ear, “I’ll teach you everything. In return, I need you to fulfill my fantasy.” She kissed me on the cheek. “I want to be broken like this, like you. To experience what you are feeling now. One day, you’ll be the one to destroy me.”

Kitten had climbed on Wolf, started fucking him again.

And Mistress walked away.