Her website idea was a good one, as long as we could ensure everyone’s safety and anonymity. It was even very exciting. Except…things had gotten much bigger than I had originally intended. I do not know how it had gotten so out of control. The website, keeping Tess prisoner, the forced lactation…So much to manage, so much to keep an eye on. I did not want to stop, did not want to return to what I had been before and yet…I was becoming overwhelmed.
There was only one cure. I got out of bed silently and grabbed some rope and a couple of dildos. Julie’s door was open a crack and I peeked in. She was fast asleep, curled up on her side like a sleeping child. I smiled and closed her door more completely, but did not let it latch lest the noise wake her. I continued on to Barb’s room, which she now had all to herself since her husband was nearly permanently out of town. Their bed was as useful as mine, if not as elaborate. It had four posts, simply turned and a heavy headboard. Barb had clearly indulged herself in the choosing of furniture for my room, but here she had to bow to her husband’s sense of simplicity somewhat.
Luck was with me. Barb was nearly in the center of the bed and on her back. Gently, I took the arm closest to me and quickly tied the rope to it, slowly bringing it up so I could tie it to the bedpost. Barb sighed in her sleep, but did not wake. I rounded the bed and did the same to the other arm before tying her ankles similarly. I was on the bed and licking her pussy before she woke.
“What?” her voice was groggy still, not quite awake. I could feel her legs move, testing the bonds that held her. I bit down on her clit…not too hard…before raising my head.
“Hush, Toy!” I hissed quietly, “Do not wake your daughter!” She settled down immediately and I continued licking her and sucking her clit. It didn’t take long before she was writhing in her restraints. I knew all of her hotspots by now. I took up the short but thick dildo and lubed it before positioning it at her ass.
“Is that the bigger one?! Please, Jodi! I am too tired for…” I kept pressure on the dildo but leaned up to slap her face twice.
“What did you call me?” She needed to be good right now, she really did…
“Mistress Jodi! Forgive me! I was asleep..”
“It is not good to get too complacent…too comfortable…is is slut? I am not going to gag you, but if you wake Julie I am going to put you on the punishment horse in the middle of the night in the dark, do you understand?”
“Yes Mistress,” she whispered and I calmed, returning to my task at her ass. I pushed and she tensed. I pushed again harder.
“You have let things get out of control around here haven’t you, whore?” I asked, feeling the large dildo inching into her a little at a time. “You have a madam and a drug pusher chained up in your garage. You let your daughter do disgusting things to you. Can you imagine what your husband would do if he came home right this second?” The dildo slid home and Barb whimpered quietly. She was close to tears, I could hear it in her voice. My entire body relaxed and I took a deep, slow breath. I leaned up again and latched on to her nipple, not sucking but biting, though not hard enough to leave marks…well, none that would last until morning. I did not want to have to explain this little session to Julie. I liked her as a partner rather than another sub, but I could not give her reason to challenge me if I wanted to keep it that way. I reached my hand between us and fingered Barb’s pussy.
“And you are wet, slut! You love this. You like it when little girls hurt you don’t you, Toy?” I asked between bites.
“Mistress, please, I don’t know what you want…”
I lay across her and kissed her then, long and slow and desperately. Then I sat up, straddling her waist and twisting her nipples hard until she hissed with the pain and looked at me with tear filled eyes. Those beautiful eyes, sparkling and glowing in the dim light, were a balm to my soul and I gentled, leaning forward and licking her nipples gently.
“I want you, Barb. I have always only wanted you!”
Barb
I understood now. Jodi’s unexpected attack in the middle of the night had been frightening. Her hands had fairly trembled with some very strong emotion I had no way to identify in the dark. Though she had not hurt me nearly as much as she had in the past, it was much more alarming. She was like a crazy person…or one possessed…and I did not know how far she would go.
But her last words released my tension and my body softened beneath her. She would never go too far with me. It might seem that way to me at the time, but it never was and the rewards she delivered to me for enduring were worth every minute of pain.
“I am yours Mistress,” I assured her, “No matter whatever else happens.”
“If…If I delete the video I made…the blackmail video…would you still say that?” she asked.
“Yes, Penny, I would,” I answered and I meant it. She looked at me for a moment before jumping up and running softly out the door.
She returned seconds later with her laptop. She logged on and opened her online cloud file. She clicked on a file within and the text message she sent from my phone popped up on the screen. She hovered the pointer over the tiny trash can at the top and looked at me.
“It is up to you, Mistress. Do or do not. It makes no difference to me,” I told her. Her finger twitched on the touchpad and the message was gone. She shut the laptop and tossed it to the nearby chair before climbing back onto the bed and straddling my face.
“Show me nothing has changed, Toy. Show me you are mine still,” she ordered, lowering herself to my waiting tongue. I gave her everything I was capable of, bound as I was. She surprised me once again, leaning forward over my body. I felt her tongue on me again! Never had she reciprocated like this! My whole body went up in flames as her practiced tongue brought me near to orgasm. I redoubled my own efforts, not wishing to finish before her and was rewarded with a slight pause in her licking as I made her shudder with pleasure. The night had been so very intense it did not take long at all before we both reached shattering orgasms so close to each other I truly did not know who went first. I thought it was over then, but I was wrong.
Jodi took her favorite double ended dildo and inserted it into herself, turning and spearing me with the other end until we lay, hip to hip, breast to breast. She kissed me and I could taste us both. She started to move, strong, deep strokes that slid past my quivering, oversensitized flesh and began the climb once again.
“Who do you belong to, slut?” she asked, driving hard.
“You, Mistress,” I answered. Her breathing was shallow again and her strokes were forceful, driven. She cupped my breasts, bringing her head down to suckle from their leaking nipples and continued to drive us both toward another orgasm.
“Are you mine?” she asked again.
“Yes, Mistress.”
She kept the pace steady until she had drained my breasts and then she began to move faster, harder.
“No matter what happens, you belong to me!” she whispered fiercely.
“Yes, Mistress. Please, Mistress!”
“Wait…wait…soon my pet…”
I struggled to contain my orgasm. Jodi picked up the pace even more, slamming hard into me and herself. I noticed that the dildo was not bottoming out, she had bent it in a different place, taking more inside herself so it did not hurt me this time.
“Oh! Mistress!” I tilted my hips up to her as much as I was able and she smiled, kissing me, consuming me before whispering against my lips.
“Now, Toy!” She pushed in hard one last time and her body began to shake. Wishing I had my arms free to hold her, I came too, harder and longer than the first time. Jodi fastened her lips over mine to muffle my cries of pleasure that I could not stop so we didn’t wake Julie.
She rested on top of me for just a moment before removing all of the dildos and untying my arms and legs. She gathered me into her arms and we rested together. Jodi was stroking my hair. I dozed on her breast until she spoke again.
“I am going to give you a choice, Toy, one of the few times I will do that. Julie had an idea for her website. For her, it is just part of the game, part of the show, but it means much more than that usually. You have heard, I am sure, about the practice of collaring, right? When a Mistress collars her slave she is taking complete ownership of them. It is always consensual. We cannot do that. The collars would be impractical all of the time in our situation. Julie wants to pierce your nipples, yours and Tess’. That part is not your choice. It will not hurt any more than one of those shots and they can be removed when Bill comes home, he will never notice, I promise. But I want to give you one more piercing. A triangle piercing. It will go into the hood above your clit and the ring will hang down, circling your clit. It will hurt going in, there is no way it can’t, but after that it will heighten sensation to your clit. You will be aroused with the slightest movement. I like being able to arouse you with a flick of my finger, pet, and it will increase your arousal through any pain, so it can help there, too. But that is not why I want it. I want you to wear my ring, Barb. We need not tell Julie, she never has to know. This new arrangement of Julie taking over most of your punishment so I can focus on Tess is a good idea for all of us, but I find I am feeling jealous. I do not wish to. I love Julie and I never want to fight with her. If you consent to wear my ring I can let her have you, but do not do it because of that. If you say no I will find another way to keep myself under control. Only say yes, Barb, if you wish to be mine, that is the only way it will work. Julie will go off to college at some point and probably find her true love, get married…I will never do that. I never want to be anywhere but here with you and I can. People keep live-in housekeepers through generations, it is not so odd. It is a marriage, Barb, as important if not as legal as the one you are in. It means that much to me, so do not say yes if you do not mean it that way, too. I will not punish you for an answer of no, Barb, but you will regret to the end of your days saying yes if you do not mean it, do you understand?”
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