Her Flock
Kayla moaned into Mary's folds, her tongue driving the older woman into even more intense throes of climax. Mary's hands were entwined in Kayla's short blonde locks, alternately pulling her against, and shoving her away from her climaxing pussy. Kayla's face was smeared with the older woman's juices, and she was still lapping for every drop she could get.
Ever so slowly, she let Mary settle down from her orgasm, and then cat-crawled over her. Their breasts touched as they shared a long, passionate kiss - though Mary's was a bit breathless.
Kayla snuggled in next to the panting brunette on the satin sheets, and toyed with Mary's long ponytail, while looking at her flushed face. She could scarcely believe the whirlwind that had brought her here.
Only this morning, she had started her new job, so far away from the familiar environs of home or college. Though she had cultivated some acquaintances at work, none were what she would call friends, after only one day. She had still felt the need to celebrate, and on the recommendation of the Uber driver she called, settled on a bar that served the purpose well.
It wasn't long after when she and Mary had made eye contact from opposite ends of the bar. Already missing her college playmates - guys and girls - she felt a spark of attraction almost instantly. Before she knew it, they were in a booth talking, then riding in Mary's expensive sports car out to the suburbs, where they pulled into the older woman's big, magnificent house, and almost immediately tumbled into bed.
Not even seven o'clock, and she had just had some of the best sex she could remember for months.
She smiled when she noticed that the massive wooden headboard was decorated with reliefs of sheep and shepherdesses. A small bronze sculpture standing in the corner depicted the same. She'd noticed similar decoration in the rapid passage from the car to the bedroom, even though she had other things on her mind at the time. Mary obviously associated her name with the nursery rhyme, and took the connection to heart.
"Oh, darling, that was wonderful," Mary said, and then stretched while letting out a languid moan.
Kayla caressed the older woman's leg and agreed, "Uh huh."
Mary chuckled. "Should you really be starting that again, when you have to go in to work tomorrow morning?"
"Well, I didn't plan to go to bed until nine," Kayla suggested, feeling the tingle of fresh wetness between her legs.
Mary moaned again. Then she said, "I want to show you something."
Kayla licked her lips when the brunette rolled over and stretched toward the bedside table, because she did indeed show her something - her perfect, beautiful butt. The look was hardly lost on Mary, because she twitched her eyebrows and smiled as she sat up with her tablet. Kayla wasn't surprised when she saw that the wallpaper on the device was artwork that depicted a shepherdess with her flock.
Mary tapped and swiped a few times, bringing up a picture, which she turned for the younger woman to look at.
Kayla gasped in surprised delight at the nude image of a man. He was young, handsome, with shoulder-length brown hair, a lean, muscular build, and a very nice - very hard - cock.
"What do you think?" Mary asked.
"Delicious," Kayla answered.
"Would you like to play with him?"
Kayla nodded.
"He's right downstairs. All I need to do is call."
Mary's eyes widened. She gasped, and asked, "Really?" Her arousal, which was already rising, spiked.
"His tongue, his cock... They can be your playthings, right now. All you need to do is say, yes."
Kayla barely contemplated it before doing exactly that. "Yes."
Mary closed the picture, brought up an app, and tapped a couple of times. She then put down her tablet and beckoned Kayla in for a kiss.
The two women kissed and caressed each other, further stoking Kayla's fires. She let out a small sound of excitement when a knock sounded on the door.
Mary called out, "Enter."
The door opened, and there he was. He looked exactly as he had in the picture - right down to his complete nudity and erection.
"Come, Joshua," the older woman ordered.
"Yes, Mistress Mary."
That caught Kayla off guard. She knew of such relationships, and had even play acted them on occasion. There was little doubt in her mind that this was the real thing, however.
Mary said, "I know what you're thinking. No need to worry. Joshua is here because he chooses to be. He was overjoyed when I called him this afternoon, weren't you, my little lamb?"
He smiled and said, "Yes, Mistress Mary."
Mary continued, "We have a safe word, and that is the one situation in which I will obey him absolutely. In all other things, he is my little lamb, and enjoys pleasing me."
The way he looked at Mary was fascinating - and arousing. His eyes were full of excitement and adoration. Never one to shy away from new sexual experiences, Kayla's anticipation soared as she imagined the possibilities.
Mary then asked, "Do you mind if he looks at you? I can tell he's dying to ogle that beautiful body of yours."
"It's okay," Kayla answered.
"You may look at her, Joshua."
Immediately, his eyes roved over her. His cock bounced, indicating that he liked what he saw. It was a little disconcerting at first, but he was handsome, naked, and making her wet, so she got over her unease within moments.
"What do you think?" Mary asked.
He answered, "She's beautiful. Sexy, Mistress Mary."
"It would please me to watch you pleasure her. Would you like to pleasure her?"
"Very much, Mistress Mary." His cock went into an even more energetic series of bounces.
Mary then said to Kayla, "And he is so very good at that. Would you like him to show you?"
Her building arousal made her answer a foregone conclusion. Still, Kayla hesitated for a moment before she answered, wondering if the older woman expected her to use the same form of address. She said, "Yes," and left an obvious pause.
Mary waved a hand and said, "You're here with me. Not for me. I don't expect you to call me Mistress, though I would hardly mind if you did. Can I suggest something?"
Kayla gave a little shrug, and then nodded.
The older woman moaned, let her hand glide over Kayla's butt in a feather-light touch, and said, "Then get up on your hands and knees. Come, Joshua."
Seeing the gorgeous man climbing into the bed with his erection bobbing, and the twin expressions of excitement on his face and Mary's encouraged Kayla to do as the brunette had suggested.
Mary knelt on the bed next to the blonde, and guided Joshua with her hands, saying, "You know what to do, my little lamb."
"Yes, Mistress Mary."
Looking back over her shoulder, Kayla's blood raced as Joshua dropped down onto his forearms, and then moved in. "Oh, yeah," she exclaimed as his tongue washed over her folds.
"There's a good little lamb. Show her what a talented tongue you have," Mary instructed while putting one hand on the back of his head, and squeezing Kayla's ass with the other.
He was good - especially considering he was tonguing her from such an awkward angle - but it was nothing particularly special. Nevertheless, as aroused as she was, his swirling tongue stoked her fires.
She was completely unprepared when his tongue slipped upward to the puckered iris of her ass. "Oh!" she cried out in surprise.
Kayla had been rimmed before, but never with such fervor as Joshua was exhibiting. His tongue swirled, circled, and probed. It never quite penetrated, but it was oh-so tantalizingly close to doing so. Meanwhile, one of his hands moved between her legs to frig her clit.
He tickled her pleasure bud with surprising skill, despite balancing on one forearm with his face buried in her ass. She bent her arms, lowering herself down, and whimpered when it did exactly what she'd hoped - gave him easier access.
"Is he doing well?" Mary asked.
Kayla moaned, "Mmm hmm!"
The brunette moaned and purred for a minute, keeping Joshua's nose firmly in the cleft between Kayla's buttocks. Then she said, "I enjoy watching him give pleasure almost as much as I enjoy receiving it. Is he making you ache for that hard, young cock?"
"Oh yes," Kayla answered, and then shuddered from a surge of fresh wetness flooding her pussy.
"I would love to watch you sit on that big cock and ride it until you're coming so hard you nearly pass out. Do you want it?"
Joshua hadn't eased off in the slightest as the two women talked. His darting tongue and talented fingers had combined with Mary's sultry suggestions to drive her to a fever pitch. "Yes," she cried out.
"You heard her, my little lamb," Mary instructed.
He gave Kayla's ass one final swipe of his tongue and responded, "Yes, Mistress Mary."
The king-sized bed left plenty of room for Kayla to move to the side once he stopped rimming her. Joshua was quick to lie down, and Mary took his big cock in hand as soon as he settled.
"Let me get it nice and wet for you," Mary suggested. She then leaned in and began to lap the head of Joshua's cock, while looking into his eyes. Between licks, she said, "You know not to come until given permission."
"Yes, Mistress Mary."
The brunette took him between her lips and sucked in about half of his twitching shaft. She pulled back to the tip slowly, and then let it pop from her lips. "Tell Kayla what happens if you come before I give you permission."
He turned his head toward Kayla and said, "I have to clean up after myself, and wear my pretty pink panties until Mistress Mary says I'm forgiven."
Mary stopped lapping his shaft once he finished and elaborated. "He has to lick up every drop of cum that I haven't given him permission to spend, and wear his pink panties everywhere until I feel he's redeemed himself. I check, don't I, my little lamb?"
"Yes, Mistress Mary."
Kayla shivered from the thought of him eating his own cum. It had always been a fantasy, but none of her college playmates had been willing to try it. She had to reach between her legs to tease her need.
Mary took him in her mouth again, and this time, swallowed his cock whole. Joshua's hands fisted in the bedclothes, and he shuddered. The older woman kept him in her throat, croaking around him, and then suddenly jerked away. His cock was coated in thick saliva, and tendrils of it stretched to her lips as she gasped for air.
After a swallow, Mary said, "He's ready for you. Come sit on this hard young cock."
Kayla pulled her slippery fingers from her folds and straddled him. He watched her with a smile tugging at the corners of his lips and his eyes alight with anticipation. Mary stood his cock up straight, helped wriggle it between the blonde's nether lips, looked up at her, and nodded.
A long, low moan escaped her as Kayla slowly engulfed him in her needy pussy.
"There we are," Mary said when Kayla's pussy lips kissed the base of his shaft.
The older woman moved in behind the blonde and straddled Joshua's legs as well. She pressed her body against Kayla's back, and reached around her. Kayla moaned again as she wiggled her hips, stirring his big cock inside her. One of Mary's hands centered over Kayla's hood, while the other caressed her firm breasts, adding to the sensation.
"He fills you so full, doesn't he?" Mary asked.
"Oh yes," Kayla answered.
Mary kissed her just behind the ear and said, "So hard. So big. All yours."
Kayla moved her hips a little faster, responding to the first gentle teasing of her clit. "God yes."
Her breath hot on Kayla's neck, Mary kissed it again and said, "Take what you need. He's here to serve your pleasure."
Kayla rocked and swivelled her hips, reveling in the big cock buried inside her. Mary's knowing hands and soft lips kept pace. Only a few hours before, she had been wondering how long it would be until she found her first new playmate, and she already had two.
Mary leaned her head around Kayla's shoulder and asked, "Does she feel good, my little lamb?"
"So good, Mistress Mary," he answered.
"Tell her," Mary prompted.
"You're so sexy," Joshua said. "Your pussy is so tight and wet."
Kayla let out a little yelp when the brunette's fingers went into an unexpected flurry of motion over her clit, and then said, "Oh, I love your cock."
"It's your cock," Mary corrected. "Yours to use as you want. No need to be gentle. Take what you need. He wants to give you all the pleasure you could ever want, don't you, my little lamb?"
"Yes, Mistress Mary. I want her to come. I want her to use her cock."
Mary suckled Kayla's earlobe, and then whispered directly into her ear, "Make him happy. Ride that big cock. Ride it hard."
Spurred by the older woman's words and her mounting pleasure, Kayla did exactly that. She rocked her hips faster, making his hard organ slide against her walls. Mary skillfully kept her fingers on the blonde's clit, and squeezed her right breast, using her arm to hold Kayla's upper body in place.
"There you go. Use your toy. Take your pleasure. Come on your cock," Mary encouraged her.
A hot itch swelled in Kayla's clit, traveled up the shaft, spread through her pussy, and behind her mound. At the same time, chills shot through the rest of her, making her shiver and break out into goose bumps. Her need turned ravenous, and she reacted, slamming her hips forward and back. She could see Joshua wince every time her ass bumped into Mary behind her, yanking on the root of his cock. Yet, he was still smiling - his gaze alternating between her and his Mistress.
Primal, feral sounds tumbled from her lips as she rode him like a woman possessed. Mary's fingers thrummed over her clit, and the hand squeezing her breast also pinched her nipple - hard. The older woman continued to encourage her in sultry, authoritative tones, but the words were lost in Kayla's screams and the thundering of her heartbeat in her ears. She was caught in the white-hot moment of painful pleasure just before orgasm, clawing her way inch by inch toward the cusp.
Mary's flashing fingers paused for a moment, and the older woman slapped Kayla's clit. The shock forced Kayla's consciousness to surface above the roiling sea of bittersweet torment. For the space of a single heartbeat the only sensation she felt was the tiny sting of that slap on the overwhelmed center of her pleasure. Then the brunette's slippery fingers returned to their task, and Kayla's orgasm claimed her.
Kayla screamed in beautiful agony - lurching on the hard cock buried in her depths. Mary released her breast, and the moment the brunette's arm slipped away, Kayla's head lashed forward, carrying her with it. Pure animal instinct drew her arms beneath her, preventing her from crashing into Joshua's chest full force. She had only a moment to twitch and tremble through the ebb of the first climactic shockwave before the next ripped through her.
Joshua's hard organ thrust up into her, driving her to relentless peaks of ecstasy. She came and came until she was light-headed, hoarse, and on the verge of a faint. She had absolutely no sense of when Joshua stopped thrusting into her clenched canal until her orgasm mercifully began to wane. She could feel and hear him panting for breath as his cock throbbed powerfully in her depths. Her own breaths came in ragged gasps.
Mary's voice sounded distant and tinny when she said, "Well done, my little lamb. You're so very close, aren't you?"
His voice growling and strained, Joshua said, "Yes, Mistress Mary."
"She's so tight around you. Squeezing you. Milking you. You want to come so badly, don't you, my little lamb?"
"Y-yes, Mistress Mary."
"Not yet," Mary said, and then punctuated it with a wicked chuckle.
Kayla jerked from an aftershock that bordered on a fresh wave of climax, and she felt Joshua's pitiful groan vibrating in his chest, mingling with her weepy yelp. The throbbing of his cock inside her was too much, and a desperate burst of strength allowed her to lift up her hips. His cock slid out of her with a slurping sound, and out of the corner of her eye, she saw him gather up fistfuls of the satin sheets in his clawed fingers.
"Hold it. Hold it, my little lamb," Mary warned.
Joshua breathed noisily through clenched teeth for a few seconds as he fought to hold back his semen. Kayla lay on his chest, trying to catch her breath. His pussy-slick cock beat a fast tattoo on her butt.
The mattress dipped, and then Kayla felt Mary stroking her hair. "Did you have a good come?" the brunette asked.
Unable to summon up much breath - or coherent thought - Kayla muttered, "Ohmigod."
Mary chuckled and switched to caressing the younger woman's back. "Considering the state you're in, darling, I'll take that as a yes." She then asked Joshua, "You're still close, aren't you, my little lamb?"
He responded as expected. "Yes, Mistress Mary."
"There you are with those firm, beautiful breasts pressed against you. Her hot, wet, little pussy dripping on you. It must be so hard to hold back, but you're being a good little lamb."
Kayla found the strength to turn her head and tilt it back, letting her see the young man's face. Sweat beaded on his forehead, and the muscles in his face were tight with strain. The heat building where their skin touched was reaching uncomfortable levels as well. Though only a few steps down the road toward recovery from her orgasm, she slid off him and rolled onto her back. She sighed in bliss as the cool air kissed her hot breasts.
"Let's clean you up," Mary said.
Thinking at first that the brunette meant her, Kayla tensed up and gasped. She was far from ready to have Mary's talented tongue anywhere near her. Thankfully, the older woman was talking about Joshua. Mary leaned over him and lapped up the juices Kayla had dribbled onto his abdomen. She then looked up into his eyes and smiled. He stiffened and groaned. Mary cut her eyes toward Kayla, twitched her eyebrows, and then scooted back to give Joshua's cock a slow, broad-tongued lap.
"Mmm, darling, you taste so good," Mary said, and then gave his cock another lick. "I'm going to have to clean all this up."
Joshua clenched his fists, breathed hard, and gritted his teeth as Mary licked his bouncing cock. His toes even curled. The brunette lapped him up and down, slathered her tongue over his balls, and then finally, took him deep in her throat again. His back arched up from the bed and he growled as her lips slid ever so slowly back to the tip.
Mary gave the head of his cock a peck of her lips and then asked, "Should I let him come now, darling? Did you come hard enough for him to deserve it?"
Kayla turned toward the young man next to her and saw him pleading with his eyes. Some wicked part of her almost said to make him wait a little longer. Her hesitation must have made him think she was going to refuse, because his jaw began to quiver ever so slightly. His puppy-dog eyes won her over.
"Yes," Kayla answered. His expression instantly filled with gratitude.
"You may come, my little lamb," Mary said, and then snaked out her tongue. She tickled his frenulum with the tip, barely touching it. He squirmed on the bed, grunting with every flick of her tongue. His grunts grew louder. His cock bounced faster. Finally, his back arched, pressing his cock against her tongue, and an explosive barking sound burst from his lips.
Mary moaned and Kayla gasped when he erupted, shooting thick ropes of cum high up on his chest. The spurt that followed was even harder, reaching his neck. Mary kept tonguing him, and he kept spurting. Kayla was fascinated with how hard he was coming, and how much of it there was.
When he began to dribble, Mary gathered up the last fitful ooze on her tongue with a deeply satisfied moan. She patted his leg and said, "Well done, my little lamb. Go wash up. You've earned a special reward."
"T-thank you..." He had to pause to suck in a deep breath. "Mistress Mary."
Though his arms were trembling, he pushed himself toward the edge of the bed, trying to prevent the cum spattered all over him from staining the sheets any more than the eruptions already had. Once there, he slid out onto even wobblier legs, cupped his arm just above his softening cock to catch any dribbles, and shuffled to the door.
Mary patted Kayla's foot and said, "I'll go draw you a nice warm bath."
****
After her bath - a luxurious affair of scented oils and bubbles in an enormous tub - Mary had driven Kayla home. They had parted with a kiss, and exchanged numbers. After her eye-opening, unexpected experience, Kayla had found it somewhat difficult to fall asleep. She was also distracted for the first half hour at work the next day, but that had passed when she knuckled down and concentrated.
With a second day at work under her belt, she was contemplating a call to Mary while waiting for her Uber to arrive. While the sexual experience was encouraging her, she suspected that the brunette woman wanted her to join the flock, and that wasn't at all appealing.
Her Uber arrived, and she was surprised to see the same good-looking driver who had picked her up the previous day. She hadn't paid much attention either time to the information on her phone, beyond the strong favorable rating.
As soon as she climbed in the car, he turned around and held out a letter. "Mistress Mary would like you to have this."
Kayla took the letter with a certain amount of trepidation. She unfolded it to find it was handwritten in beautiful, flowing script.
"Kayla, from the moment our eyes met yesterday, I was certain you were the one I have been searching for. I'm not as young as I used to be, and I have quite a large flock. I wouldn't want any of them to stray for lack of attention. Thus, I have been searching for someone to help me tend them. After last night, I'm convinced that is you.
"Think on it as long as you wish, darling. Robert is one of my flock, and he has a gift for you. No strings attached.
"Mistress Kayla has a nice ring to it, doesn't it?"
When she looked up from the letter, Robert was holding a jewelry box. Kayla took it, opened it, and gasped at what was inside - a gold necklace with a small, diamond studded shepherds crook.
After giving her a few seconds to admire it, Robert asked, "Should I take you home, or to Mistress Mary's? Either way, the ride is another gift."
While the idea of becoming one of Mary's submissive flock wasn't appealing, the thought of having them at her beck and call was. If Robert and Joshua were representative of the flock, it was doubly intriguing. Arousal swelled within her, making her shiver from its intensity.
"Mary's," she answered, knowing she would be in a fit of frustrated arousal all night if she didn't.
As he turned his attention back to the wheel, he said, "Right away, Mistress Kayla."
Kayla moaned and thought, It does have a very nice ring to it, indeed.
Feeding Her Flock
Robert put the car in park when they arrived at Mary's huge suburban home. Excited and aroused, Kayla was ready for her next sexual adventure, and she wondered if Robert might be part of that.
"Will you be staying?" she asked the handsome Uber driver.
"No, Mistress Kayla," he answered. "I am serving penance."
"Oh?" she asked. "Did you come without permission?"
"Yes, Mistress Kayla."
"Are you..?" she trailed off and glanced in the direction of his crotch.
He answered, "Yes, Mistress Kayla." As soon as he said it, he went to work on the fastenings of his pants. Kayla leaned into the front of the car as he parted his zipper into a V.
The panties he was wearing were pink, frilly, and so very feminine. Seeing them with the significant bulge of his cock beneath caused her to shiver. What's more, she knew that the first element of his punishment would have been to lick up all the cum he had spurted without permission, and she could almost see it in her mind's eye. She couldn't resist, and reached out to run her fingers over the cotton. His cock immediately began to swell.
"They're very pretty," she said.
"Thank you, Mistress Kayla."
"I hope Mistress Mary will let you come play soon."
"I would like that, Mistress Kayla."
She gave his swelling erection a final pat, and then sat back to climb out of the car. The interaction left her feeling empowered, as well as aroused. Already riding high, she strutted up the walk toward the front door. It opened as she approached to reveal Mary waiting with a wide smile.
"I'm so glad you decided to come, darling," Mary said as she stepped aside, letting the younger woman in. She then glanced at the diamond studded shepherd's crook around the blonde's neck and asked, "You like your gift?"
Kayla touched her fingers to the necklace's charm and said, "I love it."
Mary closed the door, and their eyes met. Without a word passing between them, they stepped together, embraced, and engaged in a long, passionate kiss.
The brunette caressed Kayla's cheek when their lips parted and she said, "I have another gift for you that I think will please you. Would you like to see?"
Kayla nodded enthusiastically.
Mary took the younger woman's hand and led her to the stairs. At the top, they turned left instead of right, moving away from the door to Mary's bedroom. A few steps down the hall, the brunette opened a door, and gestured for Kayla to look inside.
A large, low table stood in the center of the room. Atop it was a gorgeous man, more than six feet tall, held in an X position with coils of red rope tied around his limbs.
"This is my little lamb, Gregory," Mary revealed.
Kayla's eyes roved over him. He was anything but little. Gregory had a sculpted, muscular body. His smooth-shaven, broad chest, six-pack abs, and V line were impressive enough, but they all seemed to be pointing to the feature that caught her gaze and held it. His cock was huge. She guessed it was closer to ten inches than nine, but more important, it was thick. A shiver rippled through her as she thought about it stretching her pussy.
Her feet were moving before her brain caught up, carrying her into the room. Two sets of heels clicked on the hardwood floor as she and Mary moved to the side of the table. He was bound at the wrists, thighs, and ankles, holding him firmly in place on the cushioned pad set upon the table. He was blindfolded, but that didn't stop his cock from twitching as he heard them approach.
Mary ran her fingers through his short, brown hair, and then down his devastatingly handsome face, which was adorned with a close-cropped beard and mustache. She said, "Tell Mistress Kayla your safe word, my little lamb."
"My safe word is antipode, Mistress Kayla," he said in a deep, resonant voice.
"And show Mistress Kayla your hand signal, in the event you are unable to say your safe word," Mary prompted.
Gregory curled his pointer and middle fingers down, trapping them with his thumbs, leaving the other fingers pointing upward and spread into a V.
Mary went to work on the buttons of her top, which Kayla noticed out of the corner of her eye while she drank in the sight of the prime specimen of manhood in front of her. Still admiring him, Kayla began to undress as well.
"A safe word is a sacred bond between a shepherdess and her flock," Mary explained. "It must always be respected - immediately - and never held against your lamb. A good shepherdess will never hear it, because she will push her lamb's boundaries carefully, learning their limits."
"I understand," Kayla responded.
Mary continued, "Your decision to join me is still in your hands. Today, you can begin to explore your own limits."
Glancing at his huge, twitching cock, Kayla knew it was certainly going to push her limits.
Following the older woman's lead, Kayla deposited her clothing on an end table behind her, which was next to a large, comfortable couch that faced the table. She finally took her eyes off Gregory to look around the room. An identical arrangement of furniture faced the table on the opposite side. Paintings in Mary's ever-present shepherdess theme adorned the walls. A large cabinet stood against the wall, facing the head of the table, decorated with carved reliefs, much like the headboard of the brunette's bed.
Mary stretched her arms over her head and arched her back after depositing her panties on the table, showing off her body. The display wasn't lost on Kayla, and she licked her lips in response. Mary offered a sensual chuckle and licked her lips as well when Kayla straightened from sliding down her own panties. The older woman then put a finger to her lips, requesting silence, and stretched her hand over the table. Gregory drew in a sharp breath through his nose when Mary's fingertips brushed his balls.
"How many days has it been since your last orgasm, my little lamb?" Mary asked.
"Five days, Mistress Mary."
"So full. Ready to burst," Mary said while caressing his balls. "Come feel."
Kayla stepped in and replaced the brunette's fingers with hers. His cock bounced in response. She couldn't resist, and curled her fingers around the impressive organ. She had been with men as long as him before, but his girth outstripped any man she'd ever touched.
Mary moved in behind her, and whispered in her ear while squeezing her butt. "He's yours to play with, darling. There's lubricant in the cabinet. Feel free to use anything that strikes your fancy. Have a look, if you'd like."
Curiosity welled up within her, and after a final squeeze of his throbbing erection, Kayla walked toward the cabinet. Mary no doubt knew from experience that taking such a massive cock without a generous slathering of lube would be less than pleasant at first - no matter how wet she was. She grasped the brass handles, and opened the double doors.
Shelves on one side provided storage for a large amount of rope in varying thicknesses and colors. On the opposite side, the shelves held vibrators of every imaginable description, from fingertip teasers to a vibrating strap-on - as well as a large bottle of lube. The middle of the cabinet was devoted to riding crops, leather flails, shackles, and a few things she couldn't even identify, all hanging from hooks that displayed them artfully. Several drawers at the base promised other curiosities, but it was all a little more than she was ready for.
She was intrigued, however.
Kayla took the bottle of lube, closed the cabinet, and turned around. Mary was lounging on the couch - her fingers teasing between her legs. She didn't seem disappointed that Kayla had chosen to forego any of the other toys in the cabinet. Kayla sat the bottle down between Gregory's splayed feet, and noticed he looked tense. Blindfolded as he was, he couldn't possibly know what she had taken from the cabinet, though he had surely heard her walk toward it and open it.
A wicked notion came over her, and she reached out to drag a finger up his muscled chest. He started and sucked in a deep breath from her touch, but then let it out in a grunt when he realized it was only her finger. She moved her hand away, waited a few seconds, and then brushed the head of his cock, causing his muscles to stiffen again. It was thrilling to watch his powerful body react, so she continued to tease him with random touches for a few seconds, letting him wonder if there would be more.
The feeling of control was absolutely delicious, and she briefly flirted with the idea of returning to the cabinet for the riding crop. Though he reacted with apparent apprehension to her unannounced touches, his cock told a completely different story. It bounced and throbbed energetically. The sight of it was making her ache - and making her wonder.
She leaned over, carefully placing one hand on the table, outside the boundaries of the mat he rested on. After waiting a few moments to see if he reacted, indicating that he knew what she was doing, she darted in and lapped his thick cock. He let out a grunt, and his erection tapped against her lips.
As she had before, she waited, letting him settle, and then moved in for a broad-tongued lap of his shaft, up to the rim of his cockhead. That drew a groan, and she saw a clear droplet well up from the slit.
Mary rose from the couch and moved in to whisper in Kayla's ear, "Talk to him, darling. Tease him with your voice. Call him your little lamb."
Kayla tongued his smooth-shaven balls, and then asked, "Does that feel good, my little lamb?"
"Yes, Mistress Kayla."
"Would you like more?" she asked, letting her hot breath wash over his cock.
"Yes, Mistress Kayla."
Kayla tickled his frenulum with darting swipes of her tongue, and then asked, "What do you want, my little lamb?"
"I want to see you. To feel you. To please you, Mistress Kayla," he answered.
Another drop of pre-cum welled up when she tongued the head of his cock.
"Remind him that he has to clean up his mess if he comes before you give him permission," Mary whispered. "All tied up as he is, with five days of cum begging for release..."
Kayla shivered at the thought of him tasting his own cum. After days of abstinence, he would probably go off like a volcano. With such a limited range of movement, his ability to hold back would have to come entirely from willpower.
She lapped his shaft and watched his expression change with every slippery caress of her tongue. The blindfold would have to come off soon, because she wanted to see his eyes. First, she took Mary's advice.
"My rules are the same as Mistress Mary's. Tell me what happens if you come before I give you permission."
He answered, "I have to clean up my mess and wear my pretty pink panties until I have redeemed myself, Mistress Kayla."
Untouched, his cock bobbed and oozed another drop of pre-cum. So much had welled up that a drop was hanging precariously from the ridge of his cock helmet. Before it could fall, Kayla turned her head, opened her mouth wide, and closed her lips around him.
He groaned and the ropes creaked. The bindings served their purpose, keeping him from pushing any more of his cock into her mouth. The flavor was exhilarating. She'd never let a man seep so much before. She massaged him with her lips and circled her tongue around the head, making sure she didn't miss a single drop. In less than a minute, her jaw ached from opening so wide to accommodate him.
Her pussy ached as well, because she could already imagine how good it would feel stretching her.
Kayla let him slip from her lips and moaned. Mary must have been able to read the need in her face, because the older woman patted her butt. When Kayla glanced back, Mary nodded toward the table and twitched her eyebrows.
The low-lying table was easy to mount. No doubt, it had been designed for exactly that purpose. Gregory drew in a long, slow breath through his nose when he felt her skin touch his. He let it out as a quiet gasp when she straddled his chest. Kayla ground her pussy against his smooth-shaven, muscled chest, smearing him with her juices, and assuaging the ache between her legs - slightly.
Once again, she wanted to see his eyes. She focused on the blindfold, and then quickly glanced at Mary, the blindfold, and back to Mary again.
"Do as you wish, darling," the older woman said.
Kayla leaned forward, and slipped off the blindfold. After blinking against the sudden burst of light, his brown eyes widened and sparkled at the sight of her astride him. Kayla shivered as she beheld them. The deep brown pools and the excitement within them drew her in for a few seconds.
Gregory kept his gaze locked with hers as she sat up over his chest. She ran her hands up and down her waist, and could see the tiny flickers of movement in his eyes, as though he was struggling not to watch what she was doing.
"You can look," she said, and after a moment, remembered to add, "My little lamb."
Look he did - enthusiastically. A smile spread across his face as her hands glided up her body, and cupped her breasts.
"What do you think, my little lamb?" she asked, still cupping her breasts.
"You are so beautiful and sexy, Mistress Kayla," he answered.
Kayla heard the top of the lube bottle pop open, and looked over her shoulder at Mary. The older woman held up the bottle with a question in her eyes, and a chill ran through Kayla. She nodded.
Gregory groaned and his muscles tightened when the cool lubricant drizzled over his hard organ. Kayla sat atop his chest, running her hands over his body, watching him strain against the ropes holding him down. It was exquisite to see him completely at her mercy. He grunted when she once again rubbed her pussy against his skin, making it even more slippery.
The click of the bottle closing preceded Mary saying, "Your toy is ready for you, Mistress Kayla."
"Thank you, Mistress Mary," Kayla responded, and then scooted back. When she felt his slippery organ press against her butt, she shuddered.
Mary leaned in to whisper, "Take your pleasure. All that you desire. As deep as you wish."
Kayla dropped down onto her hands, but before she could reach between their bodies to slide his cock inside her, Mary took the thick organ in hand. She guided it to the entrance of the blonde's canal, and held it there. Kayla took a deep breath, mastering the moment of fearful anticipation caused by his huge cockhead poised at her entrance. She pushed back against it, and despite her desire, her intimate muscles clenched tight, resisting the massive invader.
She willed herself to relax, breathing quickly, and then pushed back again - harder. A loud yelp burst from her lips when his cock popped into her canal. Kayla fell atop his chest and trembled. With little more than the head inside her, she already felt as if he was going to split her in half.
"Does she feel good, my little lamb?" Mary asked.
"Yes, Mistress Mary," Gregory answered. "Your pussy is so tight, Mistress Kayla. I want you to come."
"Oh god," Kayla said in a whispered squeak. Stretched like never before, she twitched and shifted her hips, adjusting to his girth. Once the initial shock faded, she pushed back, and a growl rumbled in her chest when another inch penetrated her.
"Slowly, darling," Mary said. She wriggled her fingers beneath the blonde's hip. "Let me help."
Kayla summoned her strength and lifted up from Gregory's chest. She cried out and her back arched as his huge cock shifted inside her. Then she gasped when Mary's fingers found her clit.
"There you are, darling," Mary said while flicking and rubbing Kayla's clit. "You'll know when you're ready for more. I know you want it, darling. Let him fill you."
As if triggered by her words, Kayla felt a yearning need in her depths. She slowly leaned forward, drawing in a shuddering breath from the feeling of his bulbous head sliding along her walls. Before he popped out of her, she rocked back again, taking him just a little deeper. Kayla's eyes pinched closed and she held him inside her, marveling at the feeling of fullness, yet still wanting more. Mary's fingers masterfully worked her pleasure button, while the brunette's other hand pushed and pulled on Kayla's butt.
Kayla's eyes opened again as she rocked forward, and heard Gregory grunt. His head lolled on the padded mat, and she could see his muscles bunching. The ropes once again creaked from trying to restrain his powerful body. His back arched beneath her, but the ropes binding him - especially those around his thighs - kept him from thrusting up into her. She was in complete control.
She took him slowly, growing accustomed to his incredible girth. She swore she could feel every vein and crease caressing her walls. Inch by inch, she took him into her depths, trying to sate the hungry need inside her. Growls and groans tumbled from her lips unbidden - a higher-pitched counterpart to the sounds he was making. Mary moaned and cooed, her fingers never faltering.
Finally, Kayla took him deep, and whimpered when she paused with his tip just shy of her cervix. She couldn't even feel the curly hairs at the root of his cock, but knew it was all she could handle. Though he strained at the ropes, Gregory couldn't push any deeper.
Instinctively, she leaned forward, far more quickly than she had before. His wasn't the first big cock she'd taken, and she knew that having one bang against the entrance of her womb wasn't a pleasurable experience. A slurping sound emerged when the ridge of his cock slipped out of her canal. A different, and even more powerful instinct caused her to take him back into her needy pussy a fraction of a second later.
Kayla's next thrust of her hips was just as quick, driven by the hot itch growing behind her mound. She took him deep, grunting when she was completely full, and gasping when she retreated. Mary's talented fingers stoked her fires, causing her to move even faster. Over and over, she engulfed him in her hot embrace, her cries growing steadily louder and more animalistic.
"That's it, darling. Take your pleasure. Come on that big cock," Mary encouraged her.
Kayla barely heard it. She was in a fog of ecstasy. Her whole word was the huge cock stretching her pussy, and the fingers dancing over her clit. Every few thrusts, her enthusiasm caused his cockhead to push against her cervix, and her breasts jostled uncomfortably, but somehow the twinges of pain only enhanced her pleasure.
She soared toward a peak higher than any she'd ever experienced, clawing her way toward orgasm, riding his cock hard. Just as she perched on the edge of the sweet abyss, Mary's slippery thumb plunged into her ass.
Kayla came with an ear-piercing wail.
"Yes, darling," Mary said, her voice a sensual purr.
Kayla thrashed and bucked with half of his thick cock buried inside her, riding the waves of orgasm. Mary's fingers continued their relentless assault on her clit, and her thumb pushed even deeper into the blonde's ass. Kayla came and came, until she grew faint, dropping down hard onto Gregory's chest, and trapping Mary's hand beneath her.
Noisy gasps drew air into her lungs when conscious thought bobbed back above the roiling waves of sweet agony. The aftershocks of her orgasm were nearly as strong as the climax itself, keeping her nearly insensible. Eventually, the shockwaves waned, and she caught her breath - somewhat - allowing her to slowly drift back down to earth. Mary had retrieved her hand from between the flushed bodies, and used it to caress the younger woman's back.
His cock was still half inside her - fully hard and throbbing - when Kayla let out a languid moan upon settling into the afterglow. Gregory was still breathing hard.
Mary moaned as well and said, "I know you enjoyed that, darling. I remember my first time using that big cock."
Kayla hummed, "Mmm hmm," as a response.
Still stroking her back, Mary said, "Your poor little lamb is so close. So many days without an orgasm. He's fit to burst. That tight, hot, wet pussy wrapped around him feels so good. It's all he can do not to explode inside you without permission. He knows he'll have to lick up every drop of cum from you if he does."
A shiver rippled through Kayla as the long-nurtured fantasy made her walls contract around him, which caused him to throb even harder.
Mary then leaned down, brushed Kayla's blonde locks away from her ear and whispered, "Make him come. Make him fill you so full, and lick up every drop."
Post-orgasmic lethargy burned away in a white-hot surge of intense arousal upon hearing those words. Kayla gasped and her hips twitched. Gregory let out a pitiful grunt.
Mary continued whispering, "Do it. Tempt him. Tease him. Tell him how good it would feel, but don't give him permission. Make him explode inside you."
Feeling absolutely wanton, Kayla pushed up onto her hands and met his gaze. "Do you want to come, my little lamb?" she asked.
"Yes, Mistress Kayla."
"Not yet," she said, while stroking him with her canal. His flushed face tightened, and he clenched his teeth. "You have to wait for permission."
She felt something, and glanced over her shoulder. Mary had moved behind the couple, wrapped her hand around the base of his shaft, and stroked it in counterpoint to Kayla's slow rocking. She was also rolling his balls in her other hand.
"It must be so hard," Kayla teased after a few moments, while rocking forward and back, stoking her own fires. "It feels so good. You're so close. You want to come so badly, don't you, my little lamb?"
He growled from between his tightly clenched teeth, "Yes, Mistress Kayla."
Kayla stroked him faster with her clinging canal. Enthralled by the feeling of control, she said, "I think I'd like to come on this big cock again. Make me come again, and I give you permission to fill me up. Can you do it, my little lamb?"
"I..." His eyes closed tight, and he growled. "I... I can't, Mistress Kayla."
"You're going to come inside me without permission? Fill my hot little pussy full of cum before I say you can?"
"I'm sorry, Mistress Kayla," he said through his tight throat.
Kayla could feel Mary's knuckles slapping against her pussy as the older woman jerked his big cock inside her. She could feel how hard it was throbbing, and knew he wasn't going to last much longer.
"Sorry isn't enough," Kayla warned, taking him faster and deeper, pushing Mary's hand down his slippery shaft. "You'll have to clean every drop out of my pussy and make me come that way if you fill me up before I come."
The word come had barely passed her lips when he did. The ropes holding him down jerked taut and vibrated. He roared to the ceiling above. Kayla could feel him pulsing, blasting five days of pent-up cum into her depths. She slipped out of character and cried, "Oh god, yes!"
A long, high-pitched groan escaped him when he ceased to spurt.
Her hand still stroking his cock, Mary said, "Now, feed your little lamb, darling."
Kayla edged forward, and his cock slipped out of her with a loud slurp. The moment the head popped free, it was followed by a thick stream of their mingled juices, which dribbled down her pussy lips and dripped onto him. She clenched her intimate muscles, trying to keep the cum inside her gaped canal, and put her hands beside his neck. Two quick slides brought her to his head, and the moment she sat up over her knees, cum dripped onto his lips.
He grunted and obediently licked his cum-stained lips as she lowered her pussy to them. She could hear Mary moaning and slurping as she sucked his cock. Kayla cried out from the dual excitement of his tongue parting her nether lips, and seeing cum rolling down the slippery appendage.
It was all she could do to keep her eyes open as he devoured her. There was nothing of hesitancy in him. He was eating his cum with fervor. Knowing he enjoyed it only made her hotter. She doubted any man had ever filled her with so much cream, and he was lapping it all up. She ground her pussy into his face, pushing the cum into his waiting mouth. In her experience, most men with big cocks tended to skimp on oral skills. Gregory had obviously been trained better.
Already well on her way from riding his huge cock, it didn't take long for her to reach the cusp. She remained on the edge for a few torturous - wonderful - seconds, and then her orgasm claimed her with a vengeance.
Kayla thrashed and screamed atop him. Her fingers dug in behind his head, curled into claws, and held his lips against her climaxing pussy. He kept licking, drinking their mingled cum, until she lurched away from his lips, and collapsed atop him.
She was still gasping for breath - and coming - when Mary kissed the back of her neck and said, "Well done, darling."
****
Kayla heard Mary moan before the older woman appeared in the bathroom doorway. Her flushed face, disheveled hair, and glistening pussy hinted that she was fresh from an orgasm.
Mary asked, "Mind if I join you, darling? I gave our little lamb another meal."
Kayla chuckled, and scooted over in the tub - which was more than large enough for two - allowing the brunette to sink into the bubbly water. The women shared a kiss, and then relaxed together, enjoying the warm bath.
After a minute or two, Mary asked, "You still have as long as you wish to consider it, but is my offer tempting you, darling?"
Kayla had to admit, "Yes. A lot."
Mary let out a chuckling moan. "I thought it would. Would you like to meet more of my little lambs?"
Considering the three that the older woman had introduced her to already, Kayla was eager to meet more. She answered, "Yes, but I hope none of them have bigger cocks than Gregory's."
Mary laughed. "Oh no. They all have their skills and charms, though."
A voice sounded from the doorway - a woman's voice. "Mistress Mary?"
"Speak of the devil," Mary said. "Yes, Penny? Do come in, my little lamb."
Kayla bit her lower lip as she looked the woman up and down. Penny was naked, which wasn't even a surprise any longer. Her long, red hair hung in artful ringlets around her beautiful face. She had full, firm breasts, and entered the room with hip-swaying grace. Discovering that Mary's flock had beautiful girls as well as handsome, well-hung boys pushed her even closer to a decision.
Penny said, "I've untied Gregory. He's cleaning up, Mistress Mary."
"Good, my little lamb," Mary responded. "Bring us some champagne."
"Yes, Mistress Mary," Penny answered, and then hurried to the task.
Mary nodded at the woman's attractive backside and asked, "Would you like a more thorough introduction tomorrow?"
Kayla was quick to nod her agreement.
Taming Her Flock
The last hour at work had been torturous for Kayla. The closer the clock edged to quitting time, the more her anticipation of the evening that followed swelled. The experiences of the last two evenings at Mary's house were still fresh in her mind, and a new delight awaited in Penny this evening.
She wasn't surprised when Robert pulled up to shuttle her to Mary's. Mary had explained that after the first happy coincidence, she had arranged for Robert to be within a block of her place of work, and off-duty until minutes before Kayla's shift ended, nearly ensuring he was assigned her ride, and no other.
As soon as Kayla climbed into the car, she asked, "Still on penance?"
"Yes, Mistress Kayla," he answered.
Kayla was surprised by how quickly and comfortably she slipped into the role of Mistress when she asked, "Would you like me to put in a good word for you, my little lamb? What would you do for me if I did?"
"I would love to please you, Mistress Kayla."
"Good answer," Kayla said. She then moaned and shivered from the thought of it. "To Mistress Mary's, then, my little lamb."
"Right away, Mistress Kayla."
Luck with the lights and traffic saw them out of the city in record time, and from there, it was a short journey to Mary's home.
As had happened the evening before, Mary opened the door as Kayla approached. Mary pulled the younger blonde in for a kiss. Kayla could hardly miss that the brunette's kiss was even more passionate than usual.
When their lips parted, Mary said, "You had a taste of disciplining Gregory yesterday." She paused, and a crooked grin spread across her face. "Or rather, he had a taste."
Kayla let out a moaning chuckle as she remembered the buff, hung man licking her pussy clean after filling her up.
Mary continued, "Penny has been a naughty little lamb, and needs to be disciplined as well. You can feel free to join in any way you choose, darling. Whatever you're ready for."
"I understand," Kayla said, emphasizing it with a nod.
"So, shall we, darling?" Mary held out her hand, and Kayla took it.
The older woman led Kayla up the stairs, and then to the left at the top. Once again, they entered the room where Gregory had been tied to the table the previous evening. This time, Penny was waiting.
Penny stood nude with her hands crossed in front of her tummy. Her long, red hair had been styled immaculately, and the tuft on her mound was artfully trimmed as well. Her large, pale breasts rose and fell with her breaths, which quickened as the other two women entered the room.
Mary said, "Penny here was late yesterday, and once again today, weren't you, my little lamb?"
The redhead answered, "Yes, Mistress Mary."
"It is a common failing for Penny, and she knows the penalty quite well," Mary said while walking toward the couch with her heels clicking. Kayla followed, and stood next to the couch while the brunette sat down. Mary crooked her finger, and Penny approached.
It wasn't difficult to determine what Penny's punishment would be when she lay down across Mary's lap.
Mary caressed the redhead's taut bottom, and then nodded for Kayla to approach, immediately followed by a glance at Penny's butt. The older woman moved her hand aside when Kayla reached out. The redhead's butt was tight, smooth, and felt wonderful beneath Kayla's fingers.
Mary placed her hand atop Kayla's, and slowly guided it around the curve of Penny's buttocks, and between the redhead's legs. Kayla slipped a finger between Penny's nether lips, and could feel how wet the woman was. It was apparent that this punishment wasn't something she was dreading. Kayla brought her finger to her lips and moaned as she tasted the nectar coating the tips.
The brunette raised her hand and brought it down with a resounding smack on Penny's butt. The redhead yelped and dropped her head down on the cushion. When Mary raised her hand again, Kayla could see the red mark where the strike had fallen. Mary's hand came down again, on the opposite cheek, and Penny once again yelped.
"What did you say when I asked you about Mistress Kayla yesterday, little lamb?" Mary asked, and then spanked her again.
Penny contained her yelp between pursed lips and answered, "I said she was beautiful." The last word jumped in pitch and volume when Mary's hand came down again. "And that I wanted to taste her, Mistress Mary." Once again, her voice leapt when Mary spanked her.
Kayla certainly wanted that. Her intimate muscles tensed, as a flood of wetness arose between her legs. Penny was writhing on Mary's lap, trying to rub her pussy against the older woman's leg. Her ass sported a rosy hue from the strikes of Mary's hand.
More turned on than she would have expected by the display, Kayla asked, "You want to eat my pussy, my little lamb?"
Penny cried out from another hard slap on her buttocks. "Yes, Mistress Kayla."
Kayla followed with, "Eat my pussy and make me come all over your face?"
Another strike, another cry, and then Penny answered, "Yes, Mistress Kayla."
Mary let her hand glide over the redhead's abused butt. "Isn't it even more beautiful now, Mistress Kayla?"
"Yes, it is, Mistress Mary," Kayla answered.
"Feel how warm it is," Mary suggested.
Kayla did, and she certainly could tell the difference. She couldn't resist, and dipped her fingers into Penny's sex as well. The redhead was even wetter, her juices dribbling from between her lips. Kayla moaned from the bittersweet taste when she sucked her fingers clean.
Mary asked, "Would you like to help?"
Turned on, and having felt just how turned on Penny was, Kayla nodded and stepped into position next to the couch. She brought her hand down with a smack on the redhead's ass - though not nearly as hard as Mary had. Penny whimpered and actually lifted her butt slightly.
Kayla had engaged in a little spanking play before, but the urge to match the older brunette welled up within her, and she acquiesced to it. She brought her hand down hard, and gasped from both the sting and the sight of the ripples passing through Penny's butt from the blow. This time, the redhead yelped.
Mary spanked the opposite cheek a moment later. Caught up in the thrill of control, Kayla followed suit. Spank, spank, spank. Both women's hands fell on Penny's ass in turn, over and over again. The redhead whimpered and yelped from the blows as her ass blushed a brighter red.
"Mmm," Mary moaned after one spank, and left her hand resting on Penny's hot, red butt. Kayla gave the opposite cheek one last smack, and then did the same. Penny continued to whimper from the feeling of the hands gliding over her abused bottom.
"Show her what she wants," Mary said. "Let her see what she can't have until she has served her penance."
The redhead looked back over her shoulder as Kayla went to work on the buttons of her blouse. Mary responded with the hardest spank yet, drawing a shriek from the redhead.
"Close your eyes, little lamb. You may look when I tell you," Mary ordered.
Her voice quavering, Penny responded, "Y-yes Mistress Mary."
Kayla could already tell that her panties were growing damp, so she quickly undressed under Mary's sultry gaze. The brunette licked her lips and moaned once Kayla was nude. On a whim, she lifted her leg and placed her foot on the arm of the couch. Mary was quick to accept the invitation and dip her fingers into Kayla's pussy.
"So wet, darling," the older woman said. She then brought her fingers to her lips and sucked them clean with a moan.
A nod toward the opposite end of the couch prompted Kayla to sit down there. She bent one knee, resting it against the back of the couch, and let the other drape over the side, parting her legs wide, only inches away from Penny's face.
"Keep your eyes closed, little lamb," Mary instructed, and then pushed on the back of Penny's head. She guided the redhead until Penny's nose hovered mere centimeters above Kayla's pussy.
Kayla reached out and ran her fingers through Penny's long, red curls.
"Your mouth is watering, isn't it, my little lamb?" Mary asked.
"Yes, Mistress Mary."
Mary teased, "You want to see her, don't you?"
"Yes, Mistress Mary."
When the thought popped into her head, Kayla asked, "You want to taste me, don't you, little lamb?"
Penny whimpered and said, "Yes, Mistress Kayla."
Mary smiled and nodded in approval at Kayla joining in. She then said, "You may look, my little lamb."
Penny's eyes opened, and she slipped back so she could see more than Kayla's pussy in extreme close-up. The redhead's eyes came alight and she smiled as she beheld Kayla in all her glory for the first time.
Penny's eyes widened a moment later when Mary's hand slapped against her butt.
"Up on your hands and knees, little lamb," Mary instructed.
When Penny rose to obey, Mary slipped off the couch. Penny then assumed the position, still drinking in the sight of Kayla.
Feeling deliciously naughty, Kayla began to squeeze her breasts and trace the parting of her nether lips with her other finger. Penny whimpered and bit her lip in response.
Mary discarded her top, revealing a black bra that was designed more to attract attention than the functional - but still pretty - bras the older woman usually wore. She suggested, "I know how good yours feel, but wouldn't you like to feel Penny's?"
On the verge of doing so anyway, Kayla released her breast, and cupped one of the redhead's dangling globes. Penny had larger breasts than either of the other women, and they hung pendulously. Still, the pale globes were firm, and her nipples - which were also larger - were stiff with arousal. The redhead moaned quietly from Kayla's touch.
Mary left her bra in place and unbuttoned her skirt instead. When she pushed it down, it revealed a garter belt holding up her black stockings, and a pair of lacy black panties. It all matched her black heels, and the look was stunning. Kayla squeezed Penny's breast a little harder, and her fingers dipped into the parting of her lips.
The brunette let her hand rest on Penny's raised ass and asked, "You can see it, can't you, darling? How badly she wants to taste you?"
"Mmm hmm," Kayla responded, and then brought her fingers to her lips to suck the slippery tips clean.
Penny shivered, and then looked over her shoulder at the brunette.
"Not yet," Mary declared, and then gave Penny's butt a mild swat.
The redhead turned her attention back to Kayla while Mary walked past the couch, toward the cabinet on the back wall. Kayla continued to play with Penny's breasts - and herself - turned on by the almost desperate need in the redhead's face. The slow click of Mary's heels on the hardwood floor ended, followed by the faint creak of the cabinet doors opening.
Kayla lifted her hand from between her legs, acting as if she was going to give Penny a taste. The redhead's eyes lit up, but her expression turned to a pout and a sad whimper escaped her when Kayla brought her fingers to her own lips instead. She then gave Penny's right nipple a hard pinch, as a sort of silent rebuke.
The cabinet doors closed. The clicking of Mary's heels echoing back from the walls sounded somewhat ominous, and Penny's broken gasp added to that feeling. Mary returned, holding a black riding crop. She rested the leather tongue of the crop on Penny's back and dragged it along the redhead's skin as she continued past the couch. The leather glided over the curve of Penny's buttocks, and then between her legs. The redhead shuddered when the leather flap touched her sex.
Mary wiggled the riding crop for a second, and then lifted it. Kayla could see the tip of the leather tongue glistening with Penny's juices when the older woman lifted it to her lips. Mary licked the redhead's nectar from the crop, and then bent the rod. Penny's bottom lip quivered when she heard the almost imperceptible sound that made.
The older woman held the crop a few inches above Penny's ass, and then gave a slight flick of her wrist. The leather slapped against the redhead's skin, and she winced. "Why are you being punished, my little lamb?" Mary asked.
"Because I was tardy, Mistress Mary."
The crop came down on Penny's other cheek - a little harder. "And what do you say?"
"I'm sorry, Mistress Mary."
Though she barely moved her wrist, the crop popped loudly on Penny's ass, and the redhead yelped from the sting. "Is it going to happen again, my little lamb?"
Penny's mouth opened, but she said nothing, which Kayla found strange.
Mary chuckled and smacked the redhead's ass with the crop again. "Very good. Don't make promises you can't keep. Is it going to happen any time soon, my little lamb?"
"No, Mistress Mary," Penny answered.
Mary brought the crop down on Penny's red ass and asked, "Mistress Kayla, do you think she's been sufficiently punished to earn a taste of you?"
Though she was fully prepared to answer yes, she saw Mary give a shake of her head and hold up one finger while lifting the crop above Penny's ass. Following the cue, Kayla said, "I think she needs one more, Mistress Mary."
Penny yelped when the crop came down. Mary held up one finger again, and offered a crooked grin.
"And another," Kayla said.
The crop fell on Penny's ass once more. When her yelp died down, Mary mimed lifting the redhead's chin, then pressed a finger to her lips, and pointed at Kayla.
Kayla followed the silent instruction, using the hand she had been tickling her folds with to lift Penny's chin. No doubt, the redhead could feel how slippery the digits were. Though Penny's eyes were misty, there was no missing the excitement lurking within them. Kayla panicked for a moment when she couldn't think of anything to say, but then something came to her.
Kayla asked, "Are you sorry for being a naughty little lamb?"
"Yes, Mistress Kayla," Penny answered. She then cried out when the crop came down again.
"Good," Mary said. She tapped Penny's butt with the crop and said, "Up on the table, my little lamb."
Penny drew in a shuddering breath as she straightened over her knees. The redhead then slipped off the couch, and mounted the table. Mary positioned her with nudges of the crop until she was on her back, near the foot of the table, with her legs spread wide. Kayla rose as well, aching to be touched by more than her fingers.
Sliding the leather flap of the crop along the V of Penny's legs, Mary said, "Give her the taste she's earned, darling."
Kayla wasted no time in following that suggestion. She mounted the table, and straddled the redhead's face. Penny's tongue swiped her folds the moment they were in reach, and then parted them when Kayla settled into place.
A high-pitched sigh of relief passed Kayla's lips as Penny's darting tongue calmed the aching need. The redhead licked her with skill and vigor, demonstrating how well she had been trained. Kayla squeezed and caressed her breasts, moaning her approval.
Penny's tongue paused for the briefest of moments, and she whimpered at the same time as the crop smacked against her breast.
Kayla glanced over her shoulder and watched the next strike fall on Penny's left breast. The right already bore a blush of red from the first smack of the crop. As before, Penny's tongue faltered and she whimpered when the crop came down - but only for a fraction of a second.
As much as watching it happen was triggering an unexpected spike in her arousal, craning her neck to do so was hardly comfortable. Kayla turned her attention back to the redhead between her legs. Penny's tongue probed and flicked. Her lips suckled Kayla's folds. She didn't neglect Kayla's clit either, slowly increasing the pressure, pushing the blonde toward a peak.
Kayla whimpered and writhed, listening to the pops of the crop falling in an irregular, unpredictable pattern. Penny's fingers, which were curled around Kayla's butt, tensed with each smack. Little sounds of painful pleasure emerged with each one as well. The redhead continued to devour her with ever more ravenous hunger.
The pops of leather striking flesh faded into the background as Penny's tongue pushed Kayla ever higher. Kayla ground her pussy into the redhead's face, smearing it with her juices. Then suddenly, the sound of the smack from the crop emerged from farther away, with a muted quality. Penny cried out, and sucked in a ragged breath before putting her tongue back to work.
Kayla glanced over her shoulder to see Mary wearing a wicked grin. The older woman let out a growling chuckle, and then brought the crop down between Penny's legs. The redhead yelped again, but recovered from the sting more quickly.
"Make her come, little lamb," Mary ordered before spanking Penny's pussy again.
The redhead locked her lips over Kayla's clit, sucking hard. Her tongue tickled the swollen bud as well. Though she whimpered with every smack of the crop on her abused flesh, she held on tight, driving Kayla toward a peak.
Again and again, the crop fell. Sometimes, it was the sharp pop of contact with her breasts. Sometimes, it was the slap of striking her pussy. Kayla found herself anticipating each smack. Penny whimpered into her folds, sucking even harder when leather slapped against skin, and squeezing Kayla's ass. Kayla moaned and whimpered, riding Penny's face hard as she perched on the cusp.
She came with a wail, punctuated by a smack of the crop on Penny's pussy.
Kayla trembled and bucked atop the beautiful redhead, coming hard. Her screams echoed back from the dark-painted walls, joined by Penny's whimpers, and the strikes of the crop. The redhead continued to lick and suck relentlessly - keeping her coming - until Kayla had to lurch away.
Kayla fell forward onto her hands. Her breaths came in hard pants, broken by whimpers whenever another wave of climactic energy would surge through her. Mary stepped around the table and moaned in approval while caressing Kayla's back.
The orgasmic shocks slowly ebbed, letting Kayla catch her breath, and she let out a long, languid moan as the afterglow settled in.
"Well done, my little lamb," Mary said.
Penny responded, "Thank you, Mistress Mary."
"So good," Kayla moaned.
"Thank you, Mistress Kayla," Penny said.
Mary then ran her fingers through Kayla's hair and said, "I hate to ask, darling, but I'm aching."
With no small amount of effort, Kayla sat up over her knees. She looked down, and seeing Penny with her face covered in pussy juice was a temptation she couldn't resist. She braced her hands on either side of Penny's head, scooted backward, and sought the redhead's lips. They shared a passionate kiss, flavored with Kayla's juices, and then Kayla sat up again. She accepted Mary's hand to help her dismount the table.
Mary then handed her the crop and said, "If you're interested, darling."
Kayla absently stroked the crop while looking at Penny. The redhead's breasts and pussy had the same rosy glow as her ass. The leather tongue glistened with Penny's nectar, prompting Kayla to lick it. The mingled taste and scent was unique, and enticing. She shuddered - with pleasure - as she thought about using the crop on the beautiful woman.
Mary leaned down and lapped up the dribbles on Penny's chest, and then moved to the redhead's lips. The two kissed, and Mary cleaned up all of the wetness decorating Penny's face. Curiosity caused Kayla to wave the crop, testing out how it felt in her hand.
"It feels good, doesn't it, darling?" Mary remarked as she climbed up on the table. "Try it. Your little lamb enjoys it. That's why she has these quite purposeful lapses of tardiness. Isn't that true, my little lamb?"
Penny smiled and said, "Yes, Mistress Mary."
Mary then said, "You want Mistress Kayla to discipline you, don't you?"
The redhead glanced at Kayla, smiled, and then answered, "Yes, Mistress Mary."
"Try it," Mary said again, and then straddled Penny's face, looking toward the foot of the table, so she could watch Kayla. The older woman trembled from Penny's tongue slipping between her folds.
Kayla raised the crop, and the feeling of doing so raised goose bumps on her skin. The feeling of power combined with the knowledge it was something the redhead wanted was incredible. She brought the crop down on Penny's right breast.
Mary moaned. Penny whimpered. The redhead's breast jiggled from the strike, and her muscles tensed from the sting. Almost before she could form the thought, Kayla's wrist flipped, slapping the opposite breast with the leather flap.
Mary held up a hand, indicating Kayla should wait. It was hard to hold back, but she did. When Mary nodded, and pointed at Penny's right breast again, Kayla was quick to follow through. Mary pointed at the same breast again, and Kayla slapped it with the crop. The leather had barely popped against skin before Mary pointed at the left breast.
The older woman waited a few seconds before biting her lower lip, and pointing at Penny's pussy.
The redhead's toes curled, gripping the edge of the table, and she yelped into Mary's folds when the crop snapped against hers.
Kayla dragged the leather tongue slowly down Penny's reddened pussy lips, and with a little manipulation of the crop, managed to slip it between them. The amount of wetness glistening on the leather when she removed it left no doubt about how much Penny was enjoying it. She licked it clean - once again savoring the unique flavor.
She needed no further instruction. Pop. Smack. Pop. Smack. Kayla was drunk on the feeling of control. Every time she paused to let the redhead anticipate the next strike, she had to assuage her own need with her fingers. The blush of red on Penny's breasts and pussy spread and deepened with each strike.
Kayla was so enthralled with the newfound pleasure that she was caught off guard when Mary voiced hers with a loud scream. Kayla brought the crop down one last time on Penny's pussy - directly over her clitoral hood - and then left the leather flap resting on the rosy flesh while she watched the older woman come.
Kayla had never felt more alive.
****
Even when climbing out of the bath more than an hour later, Kayla was still tingling all over from the experience. She had ended up taking Mary's place on Penny's face as soon as the older woman recovered. She dove into the redhead's sweet pussy at the same time, while Mary plunged three fingers deep into Penny's canal. Kayla and Penny had both exploded into thundering orgasms almost simultaneously.
Once they had blotted their bodies dry, Mary led Kayla back to the bedroom. The older woman said, "I want to show you something."
Kayla nodded, and took Mary's hand when it was offered. Hand in hand, they strutted nude out into the hall, and to the right. Mary paused, opened the next door down the hall, and led Kayla inside.
The room was bare of furnishings, but about the same size as Mary's bedroom. A door led to a bathroom just as well-appointed as Mary's own.
Mary said, "If you don't mind me tempting you to accept my offer, darling, we could go shopping and furnish this room to your tastes this weekend."
The two rooms had almost the same square footage as her whole apartment, and Kayla found that words failed her.
"So, are you tempted?" Mary asked.
Kayla was more than tempted. The spanking session with Penny had broken loose desires she had never known were within her. Swelling with confidence, she asked, "What time should I be here Saturday?"
Mary shivered and moaned. "If you'd like, I could gather our entire flock and welcome you properly Friday evening. You could stay the night, and then we'll go shopping in the morning." She paused, chuckled, and said, "Or afternoon."
Kayla leaned in for a kiss and said, "Afternoon, I think."
"So, is that a yes to my offer?" Mary asked when their lips parted.
"Oh yes," Kayla answered. She then grinned and said, "I think Robert might be ready to complete his penance."
Mary chuckled. "I suppose he'll be giving you two rides tomorrow, darling."
Mistress Kayla already couldn't wait.
