Kitten
Juniper stood with her arms crossed, shakin’ her head and waitin’ for one of us to say something. Kinda felt like bein’ in trouble with the Principal.
We were in Mistress’ office, but June had taken the seat of honor behind the desk. Even Mistress was relegated to one of the cheap foldin’ chairs Juniper put out for payin’ off the talent, smilin’ her fuckin’ face off, waiting for her scolding. Mistress can be a bit of a shit, she likes gettin’ in a bit of trouble now and then.
“Did we do something wrong?” Wolf was the first to speak, nervously fidgeting under Juniper’s intense gaze.
“Did WE do something wrong? No, Wolf. In fact, you’ve been a very good boy. It’s these three bitches that have caused me the headache.”
“Oh, good!” He looked over and grinned at Red. “I’m a good boy.”
She rolled her eyes at him, “Yeah, fucking great. So why am I in trouble?”
“Do you know how hard you made my night?” Juniper gave her a smirk. A fuckin’ sexy smirk, too. Ooo, I wanted to be Red right now. “That little floor show of yours threw my whole night into chaos. Those rich fucking bastards were in a god damned frenzy, throwing money everywhere. Appointments meant nothing. The customers were at each other’s throats. Do you think it’s easy to manage something like that? Every entitled rich fuck barking bids, I had to stop three fistfights. Three. And you know what?” Then the most beautiful moan left Juniper’s lips. “I’m still counting all the money.”
“So… I’m good too?” Red stuck her perky chest out proudly. Juniper rose from her seat, towering over all of us, givin’ me that student-in-trouble feelin’ even more. Kinda makin’ me a little wet. Her large hand stroked her bald head once as she sighed and smiled.
Then she bent, had to squat a bit too to get eye to eye with Red. “You did well.” She gave her a kiss. A passionate one too, ain’t nothin’ turns Juniper’s crank like making her some cold hard cash.
“So, all’s well that ends well.” Mistress mused.
Juniper immediately stomped to her in two large strides and slapped Mistress in the back of the head! “And you were fucking worthless. Not only did you just sit there the whole night and enjoy the show, not even bothering to try to help me manage that clusterfuck, but you also cancelled on your client. Then you ran off with Kitten while she was still pulling in more paying customers. You lost me money, you represent the worst performance out of any of the whores last night.”
Damn, Mistress normally tops us all. Never seen her in last place. But yeah, not takin’ a client will do that. Mistress didn’t seem to be bent out of shape about it. She really only had one complaint. “So I’m not a top earner? Oh no! I guess I’m not getting some of that nice lady cock as a reward then?”
Another slap to the back of the head. “We’ll discuss how you will make it up to me later. Just the two of us, I have words for you, and Kitten isn’t old enough to hear them.”
“Aw, c’mon, June! She was workin’ on gettin’ Red ready this week. And like you said, that turned out good. Cut her some…” Her large hand slapped me in the back of the head. My achin’ ribs screamed in agony from the sudden jostlin’. “Oh fuck, now you’re just tryin’ to get me all hot and bothered. So how did I do last night? I lost track of how many people fucked me. How much money did I make? A fuckin’ lot, right? It’s a new record, isn’t it?!”
At few years ago, I had briefly held the record for most earningest whore in one night after a particularly rowdy evening with three whales who passed me around doin’ some really despicable shit. Earned more that night than I did on the gang bangs. Mistress didn’t like me braggin’ about it. So the next party, she topped me by focusin’ on only one client. What a fuckin’ flex.
“Stop calling me June. It’s Juniper.” She shuddered and another moan left her lips. “Wolf, Kitten, and Red. You three represent my top money-makers last night. Care to hear the results?”
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Wolf
“Coming in third place…”
I kind of felt like I was at an awards show. But I was pretty proud. Red squeezed my hand and flashed me a smile. My very first night as a hooker, and I got third, out of all those fuckin’ beautiful experienced hookers among Mistress’ talent, I got…
“Red!”
The room suddenly went silent, and everyone’s jaws dropped.
“What the fuck?!” Red let go of my hand and hopped to her feet. “He’s my fucking accessory, he gets only twenty percent of my earnings! How the fuck did he beat me?” She turned toward me, no more affection in her eyes. She just a raised middle finger. “Fuck you, Wolf. Stop smiling like a fucking idiot.”
Juniper handed a small book to Red.
“What the fuck is this?” She opened it. “I still don’t understand how…” Red went silent. Her eyes locked on the book. “Fuck. That’s a lot of money.” She seemed unsteady on her feet, and fell back into the chair.
“Indeed it is. I’ll get you your tax documents tomorrow. That’s your new banking information. I’ve set Wolf and you up with your own LLC’s. You each are the sole proprietors of team building and management consultation services. You can manage your own funds, of course. But handling the paperwork is a service I provide as part of my fee.”
I tried to peak over her shoulder, anxious to know how much money it took to make Red at a loss for words.
Juniper explained, “Miss Colette included what she hopes is a down payment for acquire you for a longer term visit. We’ll discuss those details when your ready. The Bradley’s also tipped quite generously as well.” Red shuddered at their mention. “Quite a tidy performance.”
Kitten eyed me with sudden spite. “Wait… how much did Wolf earn? This newbie fuck didn’t beat me out, did he?”
“Oh Kitten, our little boy had the most amazing first night.” Juniper stepped behind me, her strong hands stroking my hair and for the first time I heard her practically purring with pleasure. “Wolf has barely beaten our previous single night record.”
“WHAT!?” Mistress, Red, and Kitten shouted in unison. I didn’t even get a chance to process what they said before Mistress had grabbed my hair and pulled hard.
“Wolf. Wolf! Wolf?” Mistress was saying my name over and over, trying to make sense of it. “This pathetic horny idiot beat my record?”
Juniper handed me my own bank book. I didn’t open it, still felt unreal. “Indeed he did. You see, not only did he earn a pretty little penny on his own, he somehow convinced his client to sell herself to our other clients. He was her pimp, and took all the money she earned as her own. Mary didn’t care about the cash. She’s an heiress to an empire and already has more money than god. She just thoroughly enjoyed Wolf’s game. I sold her to three clients after Kitten and Mistress left, subjugating a business rival was something they paid quite out the nose for. Add that to her tremendous tip and he beat Mistress’ old record.”
I was flabbergasted. “So, I’m the top earner for the brothel?”
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Red
That fucker beat me! No fucking way, going to need to put him over my knee and beat his ass on principal.
“No, little Wolf.” Juniper patted the fuck on the head and walked to Kitten, kneeling in front of her. “You had the new record for fourteen minutes. Only until I added up what Kitten had earned. She serviced twenty-eight clients. Imagine how many more she would could have taken if Mistress hadn’t whisked her away.” She shot our fearless leader another fucking angry stare, and Mistress just smiled and shrugged. Turning back to the smiling little raven haired temptress, she continued. “Congratulations, Kitten. The record is again yours. But how long will you be able to hold it, love?”
Fuck, that was a good kiss. Juniper grabbed Kitten by her collar. Fucking leaned in leading with her tongue and frenching her, making it awkward for the rest of us as they loudly made out for a minute. “Fuck, Kitten. I’ve never been so hard. You’ve earned your fuck with me.” She stood up and gave us all a look. “You all have, except Mistress of course.” Slapped her again. Ha! Juniper’s the best. If anyone else tried that, they’d pull back a stump.
Not that she seemed deterred. “Oh come now, Juniper. Don’t be like that. You can put me over your lap and give me a spanking if it will make you feel better.” Juniper shot her a deadly look, so Mistress finally relented her teasing and praised Kitten instead. Hugging her and snuggling all sweet like. “My good little girl worked so hard last night. Mommy’s so proud of you.”
“Thank you, Mommy.” Kitten was absolutely blushing. Fuck, they both looked good, even all fucked up. “I couldn’t have done it without you.”
“I know, Kitten. I know. But you better be prepared to defend that record. Mommy’s going to shatter that record next time.” They had been fawning over each other and giggling ever since they made up. It was kind of sickening how loving they were acting.
“So, June, I’m ready! Let’s go fuck right now!” Kitten bounced excitedly before grabbing her ribs. “Ooof, but maybe a little gentle.”
“Absolutely not. You two are filthy and injured. I’ve called a cab, it will be here in five minutes. Go get ready, you are both going to the hospital. I have some doctors who practice discretion waiting for you. The kind that don’t ask awkward questions. Mistress, I’ll leave it to you to pay them off. Kitten, no dick for you until you have recovered. Red, Wolf. You two get your bonus now.”
I lifted my hand in the air. “Dibs! First! I call first!” I looked over at Wolf, who still seemed a little shell-shocked about taking second. He looked over at me and gave me the dumbest, most sheepish grin.
“I kind of wanted to go second anyway. Like, right after if that’s OK with you, Juniper. And… and can Red watch?”
Juniper shrugged and took me by the hand. “However you want it, Wolf. But Red, I do alone.”
I let her lead me out of the office, “Good, because I’ve got something dirty I want to whisper to you.”
Oh god, that fucking Juniper. Like a fucking statue. Reminds me of Grace Jones from that Conan movie. But with a long, curved cock. Her, being so fucking huge and all, limited my options in potential positions. I was thinking about trying riding her. Turned out I really didn’t have a choice. After we got naked, I was pushed face down on my bed with a pillow tucked under my pelvis. With my cunt raised and offered, that gorgeous fucking accountant mounted me from behind.
“Red, tell me all about Sasha Bradley. Tell me all the dirty things he’s done.”
Mr. Bradley. Fuck, didn’t want to think about him right now. “Can I tell you after?”
“No.” Her hand palmed the back of my head and pushed the side of my face into the bed. “Tell me now. Tell me everything, it excites me. Tell me the secrets you stole from him. And believe me, I’ll fuck you all the better for it”
“He… I… oh… oh fuck. Oh fuuck!” That hot, curved dick slid deep inside me. The filling sensation made it hard to think. Hell, hard to breathe. “I… I didn’t like fucking him. Made me feel not so good… OH… oh, fuck…”
Her knee was planted on my side, her opposite foot remained on the ground by the bed. She was so huge, fuck I liked how she made me feel like a little doll. My fingers gripped the sheets as she found a rhythm that allowed us to talk while still screwing me hard enough that my brain was complacent mush. I’d give her anything she wanted.
“I doesn’t matter if you like it, Red. You are a tool. My blade that I’ll use to gut these beasts You are capable and intelligent. And I knew you would despise him enough to do whatever it took. He wasn’t even your highest bidder, but I arranged for him to be your client anyway. I’ve wanted to add Bradley’s head to my wall for years.” She leaned over my body, squeezing my head and lifting it from the bed with one hand while she slowed her fucking to a cruelly slow pace to extract what I had learned.
I wanted to be mad at her, I really did. But fuck, that cock was like magic and I could feel myself getting close to the edge already. “I did it, Juniper. I got the bastard…”
Sasha’s crimes poured from my mouth, payment for the accountant’s pleasure. Juniper came in me when I told her about the shell companies. I gave her all the information I learned. How he fucked the young female employees, the cancer factories, the bribes. Everything. Enough solid leads that she could pin him to the fucking wall.
Still can’t decide if it was one long roller coaster of an orgasm with a lot of ups and downs or separate little deaths, but around the forth time I was moaning so hard I couldn’t talk she whispered to me.
“I’ve made my promise to you, Red. On Friday, I’ll be meeting some of my connections. Come with me. I’ll teach you how to take these pricks apart, show you every step I take to make it happen. I’ll give you everything.”
She came again, and started fucking my sloppy puss so hard my head was spinning. Fuck, I’ll never be totally OK with letting that evil prick fuck me. But in this moment, I can at least feel like it was worth the sacrifice, knowing Juniper will teach me to slay my own dragons.
Fuck, I’m going to be busy.
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Kitten
Took me about a week before my I recovered enough to bend over again. Which was good because I needed to do Vixen’s makeup for her big date!
Red had her opinions, and I wished she would keep them to herself. “Fuck, Kitten. What’s with all that shade of lipstick? You’re making him look like a complete slut.”
“And what’s wrong with that? The best way to a man’s heart is through the penis.” Aw, I can’t believe my Vixen had her first big date with a boy! Wolf had been quiet all mornin’, askin’ me silly questions about how he can make Bear really fall for him. Tryin’ to pick my brain about anything I knew about him. He was a sweet guy, and I knew him and Wolf would get along. I mean Vixen. Eh, whatever. “And besides, she likes looking like a slut, don’t ya, Vixen?”
She blushed. “I… um… I think so. Bear seemed to like how I looked in the club.”
Red checked me aside with her skinny ass and started wipin’ Vixen’s makeup off with a wet rag. “Bear likes you because you’re a sweet girl. It’s not the slutty makeup. And if my girl is going out on a date you are going to be looking classy.”
I couldn’t stand what she was doin’. Ruining all my hard work to make Vixen look like all adorable and wholesome and shit. But you know… I didn’t want to admit it out loud, but Red’s makeup wasn’t necessarily wrong. With the way she kept smiling at us and lookin’ all cute I wanted to fuck her myself. Gave her that innocent virginal.
“Aw fuck, Red. You’re no fun, but fine. I guess it looks alright.” Red finished some touch-ups and kissed Vixen on the forehead.
I talked about it with Wolf yesterday. He had been thinkin’ hard on what dressin’ up like a girl made him feel like. He liked goin’ all in, identifyin’ as femme when he puts on Vixen. And he admitted, he didn’t know Vixen that well and what sort of girl she was yet. It was excitin’ to see him start to figure that out.
“See, that’s how you dress for a date. Just because you’re always dressing like a whore doesn’t mean you get to dress my girl like one.”
“Fuck you! I can be elegant and shit when I want. Vixen wants to get plowed by Bear, gotta show off the goods. Tell you what, let me just add some smokiness to his eyelids. Give her those ‘fuck-me’ eyes. Believe me, Bear loves it” Red allowed me to apply a little more makeup, so I didn’t go crazy. Then I tilted my head and looked her up and down. “Pretty fuckin’ hot. We make a good team, Red. Bear’s gonna want to take our tall girl back to his place for sure.”
Vixen batted her fake lashes and gave us a demure smile. “Do I look pretty?”
I had to give her a kiss. She was so happy. My lips met hers and I tasted cherry-flavored lipstick as Red was yellin’ at me about smudgin’ her up. “Pretty as a picture. Now Bear will be here to pick you up soon. You have fun tonight, I’m really happy for ya. I think you’re gonna like this.”
Bouncing up, Vixen hugged me. Then Red. “Thank you! Thank you both! I love you ladies! I’m gonna go wait at the door for him!” She flashed us a wink. “Don’t wait up.”
Red’s hand cupped my ass and she gave me a little lift and squeeze. “Don’t you worry, me and Kitten have our own date tonight. Isn’t that right?”
Fuck, Red had been sendin’ me dirty messages all mornin’. We were pickin’ up on that schoolgirl and bully roleplay we never got around to. I smiled at her and shyly nodded. “Yes, Red. Can I go put on my uniform?”
“Yeah, go with the yellow plaid skirt. And the glasses too. Take some time and make yourself extra nerdy. And don’t you dare think about skipping out on me again. If I need to, I’ll have you bound in the dungeon and beaten if you try and get away.” She gave me a playful slap across the cheek.
“You promise?”
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Wolf
It had been about two months since the party. We only had a few more days to play around before the talent started to arrive for the next one, and we were enjoying a quiet breakfast before things started getting crazy. Red was eating her cereal and watching the news when she suddenly pulled me by the hair and guided me under the table. “Lick it, Wolf. Lick my asshole and don’t say anything. I want to enjoy myself without your chatter.” I slid off her pajama bottoms and panties with a distinct dark patch. Had something on the news made her this wet?
Wasn’t sure what got into Red, but I was happy to oblige. I was getting good at not asking so many questions and just doing what Red told me to. It worked out well, less beatings from the belt except for when I wanted them. Underneath the tablecloth was like being in a tent. Red put her bare feet on my thighs and slide her ass forward. I began tracing circles around her tightest hole, the pungent taste made my cock so hard. One of her hands in my hair and the other methodically played with her clit.
I heard the click of shoes entering the Kitchen. Mistress, only she would be wearing heals this early. She was followed by the soft sound of bare feet on tile. Kitten. “My, someone’s really enjoyin’ their breakfast!”
“Mmm, morning, Kitten. Morning, Mommy. Good stuff on TV.”
“Hey! It’s one of our clients! Look at that, he’s on the news!” Kitten’s sat in my former seat, her thicker athletic legs caught my attention. Red noticed my drifting focus and pulled at the roots of my hair to get my full concentration back to pleasuring her asshole.
Mistress laughed and in a sarcastic tone cooed, “Oh no! Mr. Bradley appears to be in a lot of trouble. Insider trading, bribes, and a few former employees came forward and accused him of assault. Isn’t that the strangest thing, Red? Right after you were with him.”
Red tugged my hair and pushed her ass forward. She was ready for something a little harder, so I began pushing my tongue in her puckered star as her fingers plunged into that pretty cunt. She had started growing a small stripe of bright crimson hair, trimmed similarly to the way Mistress did hers.
“Yeah, big fucking coincidence. Huh?” Red was panting and moaning as she pushed herself closer to cumming. I saw Mistress’ long legs slide under the table as she took the seat on the other side of my Red.
I could hear the sound of wet kisses and moans. Both Kitten and Mistress were shifting around their seats. Red’s top fell to the floor. They were touching and kissing Red together, wish I could see it. And Kitten was purring as her hand slid under the tablecloth and stroked Red’s thigh. “Can we all stop playin’ this dumb game like we don’t know and fuckin’ celebrate. Red and Juniper just fucked over one of the biggest assholes on our client list. Mistress knows already. So do I. Everyone does. So let’s fucking party.”
I pulled my tongue out of Red’s ass. Sometimes the words come out without me thinking. “Wait, what? You guys are ruining clients?”
“God damnit, Kitten. I…. oh fuck. I would… mmff… I would be so angry with you if Wolf wasn’t about to make me squirt.” She grabbed my head and pulled me back in to service her.
“The fuck?!” Kitten lifted the cloth and looked at me. “Ha! Oh fuck, I just thought you were masturbatin’. Heya, Wolf. Be a pal and forget everything you just heard.”
I gave her a thumbs up and went back to work. Ignorance is bliss.
“And when your done with her, do me.”
Mistress’ foot slipped out of her shoe and I felt it drift into my lap. Her long toes rand down my shaft and she pressed her heal into my balls. The excitement made me tongue fuck Red’s ass all the harder, and judging by her load cries she was quite happy with it. “You can eat Kitten out after you get me, Wolf. I have a meeting with a client later today and I could use an orgasm. God knows the prick paying me won’t be able to provide it.”
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Red
Mistress and I walked through the park, holding hands. It was well before dawn and in the cloudy, cool morning. Only the light from the occasional buzzing lamppost led our way. “Listen, Mommy. Could you do me a favor. You know how I’m going to Miami after the party. Could you keep an eye on Wolf for me? He’s really been getting wild, trying out new things. Good for him and all, but he makes me a little nervous. Like he’s going to do something stupid if no ones not taking care of him.”
She squeezed my palm and nodded. “Of course, my love. I know how you feel, Kitten used to scare the shit out of me. She would do absolutely anything, even when she shouldn’t.”
I was feeling melancholy the last few days. Everything had been going well. Maybe too damn well. I wasn’t used to being comfortable. I mean, I was still fucking angry. I don’t think I’ll ever not be. Too much bullshit in the world, too much on the news that makes my blood boil. But with Mistress’ help, I had found a little bit of peace. “Yeah. Those two have been spending more time together, I’m sure you’ve noticed.”
Mistress led me off the trail and into the dark woods. She pulled out a flashlight, searching around the darkness as we walked. “I have, I’ve seen less of Kitten lately.”
I had this sinking feeling in my stomach. “And… and how does that make you feel? When someone you love is spending a lot of time with someone else. Fucking their brains out while you sleep alone?”
Mistress stopped. “It makes me feel lonely, Red.” She let go of my hand so she could pull me in to a hug. “You can always come to my room, little one. Mommy’s bed is always open to you.”
I hugged her back. Could feel myself already getting embarrassed for bringing this up. “I know, and… you know… thank you. It’s just that this is still weird for me. So new. Like, what are we? Is this a polycule? Or… I don’t know. Been reading up on it. Doing my research.”
“I don’t try to label it. It’s just what it is.” Mistress kissed my forehead before we continued walking, her arm around my shoulder and mine across her back as I held on to her swaying hips. “You’re a thinker, Red. But you can’t think yourself out of your feelings. Jealousy. Loneliness. Those are natural when someone you love begins to separate from you.”
“I guess,” I said unconvincingly.
“Would you prefer to have him all to yourself again? You and Wolf have more than enough money to move away together and live happily ever after. If you asked, he’ll follow.” I thought about that, wondering if it was true. Wolf was really exploring himself right now. He’d tried out a lot of new things, some he liked. Some he didn’t. But he was happier than I had ever seen him.
“I can’t take him away from this. And I don’t think either of us would be happy with our old arrangement. And you know, I’ve found new people too. People who make me feel really good.” I felt her squeeze me. It’s a nice feeling, being loved. “It’s just, and I know this sounds stupid, I feel like he gets along better with Kitten than me. You know, they stayed up until dawn all of last week? They weren’t even fucking most of the time. Just playing some dumb video game that looked stupid as hell. I even tried to play, tried to get involved. Didn’t last long, got everyone killed and told them it was a stupid fucking game and a waste of fucking time.”
“You think you’re losing him?” She turned off the flashlight, and the woods turned pitch fucking black. Her hand pushed on my sternum, and she leaned me back against a tree. Her knee pushed between my legs, and almost without thinking, I felt myself rubbing against her thigh. “He needs you, Red. How could he not? You provide a balance that’s important in his life, like he does for you. He helps you not be so serious; you can be silly with him. Isn’t that right?”
“Mommy…. mmmm, fuck. Yeah.” Her fingers slipped up my shirt, and she rolled my nipples around her fingers. “You think he’ll always need me? Or… or am I just holding his hand till he’s ready to move on?”
Didn’t even know she lifted her shirt till I felt her breast press into my mouth. I sucked her softly, appreciating the gentle way she was nurturing a rise out of me. “Many think we have a soul mate, someone who is meant to be our perfect match. And maybe for some, that’s true. It seems boring to me. But if it works, well, good for those people. But, my little girl, I think life can be much more complicated than that.”
I nuzzled into her breasts, scraping my teeth along her nipples as she liked before asking, “What about Kitten and you? Aren’t you perfectly matched?”
Mistress laughed and sighed at the same time as she guided my mouth back to her breast. “We are. What we do for each other, no one else can. But she can’t satisfy all my needs, nor I hers. I see us like puzzle pieces. We have different edges that fit perfectly well with others, but no one person can complete all sides of us. Kitten and I were made for one another, but we’re not enough on our own. We find those that match our different sides, and they find others as well. And on and on. On a small scale, it looks complicated and messy. But when you pull back, it paints the most beautiful picture.”
In the distance, a familiar grunting perked Mistress’ ears, and she stepped her leg back as I thrust helplessly against the air. Leaving me so fucking close to cumming. “W-wait. I needed…”
She turned the flashlight back on, blinding me before grabbing my throat and choking the air from my lungs. Fuck, she was making me like Kitten. My body was learning to fall in line to her rough treatment, and the desperate horniness I felt was all the fucking worse for it. “Save that orgasm for later. No cumming till tonight. Bring Kitten to my room. Mommy wants to play with both her daughters.” Oh, one of those nights. Those are always fun. Wolf’s going to have to be lonely.
Mistress walked away and I slid to my knees. Realized I was trembling. “Fuck,” I knew there was no arguing with her. “You can be a real bitch sometimes. I haven’t tried to dom you this month. Put it on your schedule. After I get back from Miami, I want another go at breaking you. You’re always working me up and teasing me, it’s my turn.”
“Your turn? I suppose so. I do so love watching you desperately trying to unravel me. You got a little bit closer last time. Oh, little Red. It makes Mommy so happy to see you grow.” She took me by the hand and helped me up, holding on, and we walked together again. To the source of the panting fuck sounds. Finally, the light of the flashlight bathed Kitten and Wolf.
I stomped over. Wolf was far too into fucking Kitten’s ass to even slow. I gave him a playful pull of the hair. He was growing it out, think he wants it long like Bear’s gorgeous hair. “That’s enough rutting, you two! It’s almost fucking dawn.”
Wolf howled like an animal, and with his hand on her sides, he plunged his cock hard and deep inside her. “Almost… almost done. Stop making me break character.”
Kitten, who was naked, blindfolded, and tied to the ground by rope and tent spikes, had that telltale grin of enjoyment she got when she was being ravaged in the worst fucking way. “More time, Mommy. Pleeeeease! I’ve been a good girl! Almost… almost there. I’ll be…”
Mistress slammed her foot into Wolf’s side, and he yelped before rolling off Kitten. “Your master told you to stop. Seriously, Red. Train this fucking beast.”
“Yeah, I know. He’s a fucking terror when he’s close to cumming. And what the fuck is going on here anyway? I thought you guys were doing the werewolf thing. Why is she tied up?” Sometimes their games got confusing. Trying to keep up with these two horny bastards was hard sometimes.
Mistress had already taken off the blindfold and was releasing her. Kitten was covered in fresh bruising and had cum and dry leaves all in her hair. And with a sheepish smile, she shrugged. “Well, he WAS a werewolf. Then the clouds came out, and he, you know, turned back to a fella. And then, as a fella mind you, it turned out he was even more terrible. Oh, Mommy, the horrible creep tied me up and fucked me while I begged him to stop. He was so scary. And I’m such a slut that he made me cum again and again.” That grin… God, she’s fucked up. I love her.
Wolf beamed as he got to his feet. “And then the moon came back out, and I became a werewolf again and fucked her like that.”
“Yeah, oh Red! He was vicious with my mouth. You shoulda’ been here to see it. It was right up your alley.”
I tossed down the bag I was carrying. “Well, let’s pick it back up at the house. Fresh clothes here, I’m assuming you lost what you wore out here. Again.” They both gave me a sheepish grin. “Seriously, you two need to keep track of the time. You keep going late and are almost getting caught by the police. Mistress and I aren’t always going to be here to track you down. They’ve even started sweeping the park at sunrise because of you two.”
Wolf and Kitten looked at each cracked up laughing. Kitten got up and kissed Wolf. “Thanks for another fun night, stud.” Then she went back and held Mistress’ hand. “So what if we get caught? Juniper will just bail us out. But I’ll go home to play, if you join us, Mistress.” She was getting all cute and cuddly. Mistress can never say no to her when she gets like that.
“I wouldn’t miss it for the world, Kitten.”
Kitten brushed some of the dirt from her. Then she stuck out her pouting lower lip and pressed herself against Mistress. “Do I really have to put clothes on, Mommy?”
I looked at Mistress, and she rolled her eyes. Sometimes she didn’t mind getting played. “Not if you don’t want to, dearest.”
Wolf suddenly scooped me off my feet and held me, cradled in his arms. He’d been working out, getting stronger. I liked it. “Hey, Red, before we go, can we stop by our bench? I want you to watch me fuck Kitten’s mouth there. You know, like how we first met.”
Felt myself go wet at the mere suggestion of it. “What do you say, Mistress? I’ll be a good girl for you and do whatever you want. Can’t you see how bad Kitten needs her face violated? Please?”
Kitten joined in batting her eyes and pressing her tits together as she begged, “Pleeeeeeeeeeease.”
Mistress just laughed. I knew she couldn’t say ‘no’ to both her girls. “Oh, fine.” She grabbed Kitten by the back of the neck and started marching her toward the playground. “C’mon, slut. Mr. Pervert is back. And he’s going to cum in your pathetic throat.”
Kitten bounced excitedly, tits jiggling and smile wide as she clapped her hands. “Oh boy, oh boy!”
Mistress sighed. “I’m getting to be a soft touch. But I promised to make my girl’s fantasies come true. To the playground, where the pleasures of Pussycat Park await. Grab your dog, Red. Let’s have some fun.”
