i was a good girl during the drive, even though i could barely wait for what was next to come. i curled up in the body builder's lap, passing the time by admiring her face, and also stealing looks at the catgirl from the corner of my eye. Fortunately the drive was not too long, because i could feel myself getting ready, soaking up all the desire generated by the three of us together. All the car and everything around made me feel incredibly sexy.
They led me into a very large house and had me walk with them upstairs. As we walked i listened to the two of them talk. They sounded like they were more than fairly familiar with each other. The nature of the conversation involved a proposition for a break from normal routine. Specifically, the body builder requested to switch roles and have the catgirl dominate the two of us that night. She said she didn't want to. i myself didn't have to say anything at all. By my silence they both knew what my role was going to be.
The bodybuilder didn't seem much too bothered. With only the slightest reluctance she said she would dominate us as she usually did. She took us into the large bedroom, spacious with plenty of empty floor to run around and play, a dresser and desk full of hidden goodies, and a large comfortable king size bed with support poles and canopy. She calmly walked to the dresser and returned with two very thin silk slips and demanded we change. i was happy to drop my clothes right there and wear whatever she wanted. The silk was cool and felt soft against my skin, giving me goosebumps all over, and i watched the floor as i blushed, from feeling myself so ready and eager for her. i wanted her to touch me, to hold me tight, to hold me down and grind against me. i wanted her to penetrate me, but she drew it out, made me wait. She made us both wait. Pleasure spasms rocked down from my hips to my knees while she tied my wrists behind my back. i tried not to be too obvious and remained a good quiet girl while the catgirl was also tied in a similar fashion.
Then the bodybuilder looked to us and asked us sternly, "Who am I?" i blushed darker, beating myself up inside that i never got her name. i was just too captivated by her appearance, and then in that moment i felt shallow and exposed. i shook my head and frowned, but her answer was forgiving enough. "Mistress," she told us. My eyes brightened some, and i was relieved. i nodded obediently. Mistress was good.
Then she addressed us again and asked, "And what are you?" Again i shook my head, not immediately knowing the answer she wanted.
"Your whore bitches," chimed in the catgirl.
Mistress smiled endearingly and corrected, "Pets." i had formerly worn bunny ears in the car, and the animal's spirit lingered within me. With the kitty standing erect next to me, it seemed completely appropriate. "Now, Kitty," Mistress addressed the catgirl, "I want you to run."
Kitty asked where to run, and Mistress instructed her to run in circles around the periphery of the room. She did, and we both watched her as she bounced in the spotlight. After a couple of laps, it was my turn. Mistress looked at me and commanded, "Run." But i held back. i took only a partial step, and then hesitated. Suddenly that spotlight was a lot brighter than it had been a few seconds ago. "What's wrong," asked Mistress.
"Slut is embarrassed," i explained.
"Good," said Mistress, "now run." She slapped my backside, and i began. i made it a full lap, and then i suddenly realized i was tripping over Kitty's outstretched foot. i flew a few feet and then gave a cry as i slid across the soft luxurious carpet. When i looked back, Kitty was already bent over Mistress's lap, receiving numerous bare handed slaps across her bottom. Then Mistress stood, looked to the both of us, and told us not to move. She promised to be right back and walked strongly out of the room.
For a moment we were quiet. |