The New Neighbor - chapter 13 (Patreon)

The New Neighbor - chapter 13

Kristina came downstairs looking a mix of elegant and powerful. She was wearing a black cocktail dress with a low cut neckline and a slit down one leg, exposing a large portion of her thigh and all of her calf.

“Wow.” I said. “This is one of my nicer suits and I feel underdressed.”

“Haha, I take it you approve? I want to dazzle your work friends after all.”

“It’s a retirement party, you might give someone a heart attack.”

“You flatter me. You don’t look so bad yourself.”

I was incredibly pleased to hear her say something like that to me, even if she was just being polite.

“So….You ready to go?” I asked.

“I am, but I’m not sure you are.” Kristina replied.

“Really? Is there something wrong with the suit?” I asked, checking myself over.

“No, the suit is very nice actually. But I think you need a change of underwear before we leave.” Kristina said with a mischievous look in her eye.

“Underwear…” I realized what she was getting at. “No…You can’t expect me to wear…to a work event?”

“Panties? Yes. I do, actually. Here.” Kristina reached behind her and pulled a pair of pink, satin panties from a table near the sofa. “I told you that I like to maintain some element of control at all times. With a tuck in shirt in a nice suit like that, there’s virtually no risk of accidental exposure. And the panties will serve as a reminder of my control. Now, put them on.”

It wasn’t a negotiation. “Yes, Mistress.” I replied, before muttering under my breath. “I thought the chastity cage would have been enough of a reminder though.”

“What was that?”

“Nothing, Mistress.”

“That’s what I thought.”

I took the panties and swapped them out for my boxers. A quick straightening and re-tucking of my suit and I was once again ready to go. We called a taxi and made our way to my office building. I was incredibly aware of the chastity cage and the panties the whole journey there. Every movement caused the slippery underwear to rub against my shaved and caged crotch. As a result, my cock was never fully relaxed the whole time.

We headed up to my office floor. The party had started at the end of the work day, the desks had been pushed aside and a catering company had moved in and turned the place into a pretty worthwhile party. All the other people on the floor had gotten changed into some evening clothes and the festivities were in full swing by the time we arrived.

“Paul! You made it! How’s the time off going?”

“Hey, Phil. Not bad so far, guess I couldn’t keep too far away for long though, huh?” I replied. Shaking hands and greeting people on the way in.

“Haha, sounds about right. But tell me, who’s this lovely creature on your arm?” Phil asked, gesturing to the eye-catching form of Kristina.

“Oh this is my new neighbor. Kristina.” I said.

“Well it’s nice to meet you, Kristina. Welcome to the party.”

Kristina was friendly and polite as we entered the party. She shook hands, laughed at the right moments, a perfect date. Of course it didn’t hurt that she was by far the most beautiful person in the room.

“Hey, Paul, and Kristina. Nice to see you again.” Jason headed over as soon as he saw us.

It was Kristina that greeted him first. “Jason, Hi. Nice to see you again.”

“And you, so is this an actual date this time or are you still just using my friend for oral, ha.”

“Yes, this is an actual date, and no I'm not ‘just’ using him for oral. We have actually had sex….once.” It took me a second to realize that Kristina was referring to the time she had fucked me with a strap on. Hopefully she wouldn't divulge that piece of information.

“Heyyy, way to go buddy!” Jason slapped me on the arm. “But I still say she's out of your league.”

“I agree.”

“I agree.” Me and Kristina answered at the same time.

As we moved on to get a drink, Kristina leant close to me and spoke in a quiet voice. “Jason seems like fun, should I tell him I made you wear panties tonight?”

“Please don't!” I answered. “I'd never live it down with him.”

“Hahaha, don't worry. I wouldn't do that….Or would I?” Kristina added the last part with an exaggerated villain voice.

I rolled my eyes and grabbed us both a drink from the table.

We enjoyed the party for a while and everyone at work was either impressed, charmed or just straight attracted to Kristina. She had definitely earned their seal of approval.

As we hung out and enjoyed a few drinks, chatting with different people, a girl I knew from the office, Sophie, headed over towards us. We were standing waiting to grab a drink so she had to wait behind us. As Kristina turned to say hi, I saw a spark of something in both their faces.

“Mis- errr, Hi. Nice to…see you?” Sophie's face blushed a deep red whereas Kristina's polite smile turned into a knowing smirk.

“Hello.’ Kristina extended her hand. “Nice to see you too. Kristina.”

“S-sophie.” Sophie replied, her hand was trembling slightly as they shook.

Sophie quickly grabbed her drink and disappeared back into the party.

When the coast was clear, I leaned in to Kristina. “What the hell was that about? Did she almost call you Mistress?”

“Yes. But please, keep it quiet. Discretion is key for someone like me. I'm going to go see if I can grab her for a private word. I won't be long.” She headed in the direction Sophie had gone. I watched as she gave some sort of signal and Sophie followed her away from the crowd.

“Hey, she got away from you already?” Jason came over and we talked for a while, until I saw Kristina gesturing, trying to grab my attention and call me over.

I excused myself from Jason and headed over to Kristina and Sophie. Kristina spoke and introduced me. “Sophie, this is my friend and neighbor, Paul.”

“Hi.” I said.

“Paul, you're a project manager here, right? Hi.”

“Yeah, that’s me. I’ve seen you around a few times.” I answered, a little awkwardly. Did she know that I knew? Did she know about me?

Kristina broke the awkward silence, but I quickly wished she hadn’t. “Paul here is currently my live-in submissive.”

“Kristina!” My eyes shit wide as she so casually exposed our relationship.

“Relax, Paul. I explained to Sophie what the situation was. After all, it’s only fair. You know about her, and now she knows about you.”

“Yeah but….” I wasn’t sure what my argument was.

“Don’t worry about it. I didn’t tell her that you’re wearing panties and a chastity cage under that nice suit.” Kristina said with a devilish smile. “Whoops.”

My face reddened beyond belief as Sophie seemed to blush on my behalf. “Panties? Is he really?” Sophie asked.

“Tell her, Paul.”

“I uhhh, yeah. I guess I am.”

“Hahaha, that is so cute. I can’t believe you made him panties to a work party.” Sophie giggled.

“Careful, Sophie. Or do I need to tell Paul some specifics about what you asked for when you came to see me?” Sophie blushed at that comment.

“Now that I’m interested in. Fair is fair, right?” I said.

Kristina never did indulge any of Sophie’s session details, but we talked for a while longer after the ice was broken and the awkwardness had subsided.

As we were enjoying another drink off to the side of the main crowd, just the two of us, Kristina said to me. “I’ll bet it’s going to be awkward when you get back to work, huh?”

“Maybe, but I barely ever see Sophie so I’m sure it will be fine.” I replied.

“Oh I don’t mean that. I mean I’ve noticed at least three women from your office checking out your pantylines.”

“What?!” I quickly began twisting around and feeling the seat of my pants for what she was talking about. “Please tell me you’re kidding.”

“Hahaha, sorry. I wasn’t going to say anything but I wanted to see your reaction. I like when you’re all embarrassed. And you make it so easy.”

“Kristina!” I whined as I felt the seam clearly imprinted against the trousers I was wearing.

A little while later, Kristina said something that surprised me. “Paul, what’s your safe word?”

“Krasnyy. Why?”

“Because I’m bringing Sophie home with us tonight.”

—

Sophie, Kristina and I were in a cab a short while later, headed back to Kristina’s. Kristina had explained that she had run the idea past Sophie and she was interested in the idea. I had had the opportunity to use my safe word, but I decided against it. I mean, what guy would turn down the chance for some kinky fun with two women?

When we arrived back home, Kristina led the way inside and we followed her to the kitchen for one more drink.

“So….” I asked, nervous. “What exactly is the plan?”

“The plan is for me to have some fun with you two. Plus, I have a little test of resolve for you, Paul.”

“What do you mean?”

“You’ll see. Come.” We headed, as I suspected, towards the bondage room. “Okay, Paul. I know your colleague is dying to see you in your panties. Strip.”

I glanced nervously towards Sophie, then towards Kristina, everything suddenly feeling very real. Was I really going to expose myself to someone who I would see at work, how would I face her if we passed in the halls. My heart was pounding and Kristina was watching me intently. No doubt looking for those signs of doubt.

I made eye contact with Kristina and knew that I trusted her completely. So I started to undress.

I folded my jacket and shirt and placed them carefully aside. With a deep breath, I pulled down my pants, exposing the panties and the obvious bulge of the chastity cage.

I heard a soft giggle from Sophie and glanced in her direction to see her face, a mix of embarrassment and amusement.

“Very good, Paul. Well done.” Kristina said. “But it’s hardly fair for you to be the only one standing in just their panties. Sophie, strip.”

I watched for Sophie’s reaction, but it was obvious she was far less nervous than I was. I assumed she had already come to accept her kinks whereas I was still learning. Sophie removed her dress quickly, confidently, until she was wearing nothing but an incredibly skimpy thong. She was smiling confidently the whole time, even giving a little twirl to show off a rather pert pair of ass cheeks, her boobs were a perky B-cup and she had gone without a bra beneath her dress. “Like the thong, Paul? I could definitely see you in one.” She said.

“Haha, behave yourself, Sophie.” Kristina said. “I should have warned you, Paul. Sophie can be quite the bratty submissive. She likes to push buttons in hopes of receiving punishment.”

“Sorry, Mistress.” Sophie said.

“Sophie, I brought you here to make it up to you for showing up at your work unannounced. Discretion is very important to me and exposing you at your office was not my intention.” Kristina explained.

“It’s okay, Mistress. I know you didn’t do it on purpose.”

“Yes, but still, thanks to my oversight, a co-worker now knows about your private kinks. So it’s time to make up for that. Paul, get in position on the spanking bench.” Kristina sat down on the queening chair as though prepared to watch a show.

“Yes, Mistress.” I did as she said and leaned over the bench, I wasn’t restrained this time but I knew I wouldn’t move.

“Sophie, spank Paul.”

“What?!” I asked.

“Ooh, yes, Mistress!” Sophie answered with more than a little excitement in her voice.

I was torn, a girl at my work was about to spank me. Kristina had already exposed me to some of her friends, but they all seemed to be rather professional. Sophie, I barely knew Sophie.

I felt Sophie move closer to me, preparing to spank me on my pantied ass.

“Now, Sophie, before you begin. Just know that I’ll be keeping count, and however many you spanks you give Paul, I’ll be giving you double. Begin when ready.” Kristina’s statement gave me a little reassurance. I had to assume Sophie would go a little easier on me knowing she would get double what she gave.

“Thank you, Mistress.” ‘Slap!’ The first spank came quickly, delivered by Sophie’s bare hand on my pantied ass.

‘Slap!’

‘Slap!’

‘Slap!’

Every impact turned both the cheeks on my ass and on my face redder.

‘Slap!’ “Can’t wait to see you around the office, Paul.” ‘Slap!’ I hope Mistress makes you wear panties all the time.” ‘Slap!’ “Maybe I should check the next time I pass you in the halls.” ‘Slap!’

‘Slap!’ “Will you remember the next time you see me?” ‘Slap!’ “Will you remember how I spanked you while you wore panties?” My cock was pulsing intensely in the cage at Sophie's teasing words and I could feel my cheeks beginning to sting.

“That’s ten, Sophie. Remember what I said.” Kristina reminded Sophie.

“Yes Mistress.” There was a pause in the spanking, I thought briefly that she had had enough…

‘Slap!’ ‘Slap!’ ‘Slap!’ ‘Slap!’ ‘Slap!’ Five more quick, sharp spanks landing on my rear. “Now I’m done.” She said, stepping back from my now reddened ass.

“Very good. I did say she was a brat, didn’t I? So that’s thirty spanks you will receive from me. Switch places.” I crawled off the bench and Sophie took my place as Kristina headed over to the bench.

“Now, Paul. What should I use to spank your colleague? My hand or my paddle?” I thought about that, and about how much joy Sophie seemed to get from spanking me. My answer came quickly.

“The paddle, Mistress.” I said.

“Oooh, you’re gonna pay for that, Paul.” Sophie said, shaking her ass from side to side, something in her voice told me she didn’t mind my choice at all and I had to wonder just what her previous sessions with Mistress contained.

“Enjoy the show, Paul.” Kristina said, selecting a heavy looking leather paddle from a rack on the wall.

She raised the paddle high and brought it down with a loud ‘Crack!’ onto Sophie’s ass, the thong she was wearing offering no coverage at all.

‘Crack!’ ‘Crack!’ ‘Crack!’ I watched, incredibly aroused as Sophie’s ass was paddled right in front of me.

‘Crack!’ ‘Crack!’ “Tssss. Ow. Ow” ‘Crack!’ “Oooh.” Sophie’s moans were a mix of pleasure and pain as she received her punishment. It was clear she was getting off on it, only she didn’t have a device attached to her that was limiting her ability to become aroused.

‘Crack!’ “Twenty five. Just five more to go.” Kristina said as she neared the end of the spanking. Sophie’s pert behind was now a deep shade of red, Kristina had shown no mercy with this spanking. It was clear she knew how much Sophie could take,

‘Crack!’ ‘Crack!’ ‘Crack!’ ‘Crack!’ “Aaaand.” ‘Crack!’

“Oohhh, shit. T-thank you Mistress.” Sophie cried out at the end of the spanking. Her ass was bouncing side to side, struggling to keep still, no doubt due to how sore she was feeling.

“With that out of the way. I think I need to get changed for this next part. I do need to keep you two out of trouble though….” Kristina rummaged through a drawer and revealed two sets of leather restraints.

She guided the two of us so that we were standing face to face, noses almost touching. A leather collar was placed round both of our necks, connected by a short chain which kept our heads close together. A similar, belt-like strap was fastened around our waist, again connected by a short chain.

When Kristina was done, Sophie and I were firmly attached together, nose to nose, waist to waist. Intimately close, her erect nipples occasionally rubbing against my own.

“Don’t go anywhere you two. I’ll be back.” Kristina left us both, standing together, face to face.

“Well…..” I spoke to break the intense silence. “This is the most contact we’ve ever had with each other.”

“Yep. How’s your ass?” Sophie asked.

“A little sore, but not bad. You got the worse end of the stick I think.”

“Oh yeah?” ‘Slap!’ Sophie was able to slap me on the ass cheek easily, given how close we were attached.

“Hey!” I said, jumping forwards a little from the spank, which caused me to press closer into her body. I shuffled, uncomfortably, trying to find some way to stand that was ‘casual’. Of course that was an impossible task, given the circumstances.

“Haha, I can see why Kristina likes you. You’re so easy to embarrass. And it’s sooo obvious when you’re turned on. Even with the cage.” ‘Slap!’

“Stop that!” I said, twitching from another spank.

“Make me.” ‘Slap!’

“Kristina wasn’t kidding about you being a brat.” I said, trying to defend my ass from her hands. But being attached so closely together made that a difficult task.

“Nope.” ‘Slap!’

“Ow! Okay. Fine, you asked for it.” I raised my own and slapped Sophie’s ass in return.

“Ooohh, that’s more like it.” Sophie slapped my ass again, but this time she kept hold of my ass, grabbing it forcefully and squeezing, pushing my body closer to hers. “Can you feel how hot my ass is? Go ahead, give it a squeeze.”

Sophie grabbed my hands and placed them both on her ass cheeks before returning her hands to my own red behind. She was right, I could feel the heat radiating from her ass after the spanking.

“Haha, I’ll bet my ass is almost as red as your face.” Sophie laughed, I could feel the heat from her breath on my face. I was incredibly horny by this point, practically leaking in my cage. It took me a second to realize that I was kneading Sophie’s ass with my hands, enjoying the feel of the supple cheeks giving way to my needy fingers.

Once I realized what I was doing, I let my hands drop.

“Aww, why’d you stop?” She pouted.

“I uhhh, I dunno. Felt a little…..Improper.”

“Screw that, spank me again. Harder this time.” I hesitated before doing anything, which only prompted another sharp slap on my own ass. “I said, spank me.” ‘Slap!’ “Like you mean it.”

I was happy to oblige her request. The way her ass wobbled slightly from the impact felt nice on my hands. As I slapped her rear, she was practically grinding her crotch against the front of my cage as her boobs rubbed against me.

“Harder, Paul. Slap me!” Sophie was clearly trying to get herself off by grinding against my cage while I slapped her already well spanked rear. Unfortunately for her, Mistress Kristina chose that moment to return.

“Ahem! Having fun without me.” She said, walking back into the room.

“One of us is.” Sophie replied, giving me one more slap on the ass.

I was too stunned by the sight of Kristina to reply. She had switched into full dominatrix mode while she had been gone. A tight black corset that lifted her boobs high and nipped in her waist, along with knee high boots and nothing but a latex thong covering her lower half.

“Didn’t I tell you earlier that whatever you give Paul, you get double?” Kristina said.

“Yes, Mistress.”

“So, how many more spankings is that I owe you?”

“Umm, I’m not sure, Mistress. I wasn’t keeping count.” Sophie replied.

“Well then. In that case, I guess I’ll just have to decide for you. Paul, you might want to move your hands.” Kristina said, lifting up the paddle again while reminding me that I was still holding onto Sophie’s ass.

As soon as my hands were out of the way, the paddle came down with a loud ‘Slap!’ onto Sophie’s ass. She gave a loud squeak of pain as the blow caused her to lean her weight into me.

‘Slap!’ ‘Slap!’ “Mmm! Mmm.” Sophie’s hands were digging into me, one on my ass, squeezing tightly, the other digging into the muscle at my upper back. Her face pressed into my neck as the spanks rained down, muffling her moans.

‘Slap!’ “There. That should do for now.” Mistress said.

“Th-thank you, Mistress.” Sophie said, breathlessly before lifting her head to speak softly into my ear. “Feel how hot my ass is now.”

I lowered my hands to her ass cheeks, which were indeed incredibly hot after the second round of spanks. “I’m so fucking wet right now.” She added, her crotch was idly shifting side to side, rubbing against my cage.

“Okay, I think it’s time to let you two out of those restraints.” Kristina said, stepping over to release us from the neck and waist belts that kept us locked together. Kristina wasn’t finished with us yet though, as she led us both over to opposite ends of the bench. My ankles were locked to the feet of the bench on one side, Sophie’s on the other. When Kristina guided our waists down lean on the long, flat section, we were again, stuck pretty much face to face, only this time with both of our rears exposed on opposite sides. There was more space between us this time though.

“Okay, now for something I’m sure you’ll both enjoy. I’m going to fuck both of you with my strap on. But similar rules as before will apply….” I wondered what she meant, until she carried over a selection of dildos, all designed to be strapped into the harness she had fastened around her waist.

“Okay, Sophie,” Kristina said, lining the fake cocks up on the bench in the space between us. “You get to pick the size of the cock that I fuck you with. But, whatever size you select, Paul here gets the next size up.” Kristina was walking slowly around the bench as she spoke, idly running her nails along both of our backs as she did.

I looked at Sophie, hoping for a hint of mercy from the bratty submissive. I prayed she wasn’t some sort of size queen.

“Umm, I’ll take that one, Mistress. The flesh colored one.” Sophie nodded towards the rubber cock she had selected, I was unnerved to realize that it was already bigger than the one Kristina had previously used on my ass.

“Hmm, what if I asked for the biggest cock you have?” Sophie said, eyeing me evilly.

“Excellent choice. That means, Paul, you get this one.” Kristina held up a black dildo that was just a little bigger than the one Sophie had picked out. “This is a decent sized cock, I suppose we better get you ready for it.”

Kristina then headed over somewhere behind me, retrieving something. I heard the crack of a bottle being opened, I correctly assumed it would be lube. I felt my panties being lowered and a trickle of the slippery substance run down the crack of my ass. This was followed shortly by a pressure at my entrance. Kristina was carefully working a butt plug up my ass.

“Just breathe normally, Paul.” She said, applying more pressure to what I assumed was a large plug. Eventually, she broke the seal and the plug slid home, my asshole settling tightly around the thin section just before the base. “There, I’ll just leave you here with the plug in place while I deal with our guest.”

Kristina grabbed the flesh colored cock and inserted it in the ring at the front of her harness, after a quick application of lube, she took her place behind Sophie, who was all too willing to receive her.

“Oooohhh, fuck.” Sophie moaned as Kristina entered her from behind, the fact that this scene was playing out mere feet away from me was a dream come true. My internet searches ever since meeting Kristina had all ended up with videos just like this. And now I had a front row seat to the sight of Kristina fucking another woman, and I could do nothing about it thanks to the cage around my cock.

“Yes. Yes, Mistress. Fuck me. Use me. Fuck!” Sophie moaned, her expression was one of pure ecstasy, her face was less than a foot away from me, twisted in pleasure as Kristina pounded away at her.

As Sophie clearly approached an orgasm that I assumed she was more than ready for, Kristina slowed down slightly and asked me a question. “Okay, Paul, the choice is now yours, should I let Sophie cum?”

I looked into Sophie’s eyes, the desperation was evident. “Please, Paul. Say yes. Say yes and watch me as I cum, right in front of you. It will be sooo hot.”

“Remember the spanking, Paul. How many did she give you?” Kristina said. “Does she really deserve to cum?”

“Yes. It was only fifteen. And he enjoyed them all anyway. Didn’t you?” She wasn’t totally wrong there.

“And the size of the dildo she chose, she wasn’t thinking about you then was she?” Kristina added.

“I could have chosen the biggest one. You know I could handle it!” Sophie said, moving her hips as much as her bondage would allow to try and maintain the stimulation.

“Well, Paul, should I make her cum?”

“Yes! Yes, Paul. Please, let me cum. You get to watch, what guy wouldn’t wanna see that?”

As much as I would have liked to deny her, the thought of her being made to orgasm right in front of me was definitely hot. I didn’t have it in me to say no. “Okay, fine. She can cum.”

“Yes! Ohhh fuck me, Mistress.”

Kristina started up her fucking, double time into Sophie as she moaned in pleasure. Her long awaited orgasm came shortly after, Sophie moaning in pleasure as Kristina pounded into her. I was mesmerized by both the expression on Sophie’s face, and Kristina’s boobs as they bounced around while she fucked her.

“Ooooh fuck, yes!” Sophie collapsed onto her front, blissed out and panting as she came down from her orgasm. “Mmmm, thank you, Mistress.”

Kristina pulled the dildo out of Sophie and carefully removed it from the harness. She dropped it into a plastic bag, presumably for cleaning later. “If it wasn’t so late I would make you lick that clean.” She said, to Sophie…at least I think it was to Sophie.

She then coated the black, larger cock in lube and inserted it into her harness, moving to take her place behind me.

I felt a pull at the base of the plug I was wearing as Kristina removed it from me, the wider part stretching me out even more on its way. “Brace yourself, Paul.” I felt the head of the strap-on at my rear as Kristina pushed against me. Sophie was watching my face intently and I didn’t know where to look. It felt weird for her to be looking me in the eye as a large rubber dick was shoved into me.

I let out a pained gasp as the head of the cock entered me, Kristina gradually working her way inside me. “Aaahhh, fuck that’s….that’s big.”

“Breathe, Paul. Relax. You’re doing great. I’m incredibly impressed. Just a little more to go.” I was determined to take the whole thing thanks to her words of encouragement. She said she was impressed, I liked impressing her. I knew I would take it all.

Eventually, I felt Kristina’s hips press against mine, my ass was still painfully stretched. Unlike the buttplug, the dildo had no narrow section for my ass to settle around. I would have sworn there was no way to fit the whole thing inside me, but somehow, Kristina had managed it.

“There we go. All the way in.” Kristina moved her hips side to side, slowly, letting me adjust to the large dildo filling me up. “I’m proud of you, slave.” I felt a warm glow of accomplishment at her praise.

She slowly began withdrawing her cock, inch by inch. Before sliding back into me. She was slow, deliberate and careful as she worked herself up into a rhythm. The stretching feeling never really went away, but the pain soon gave way to pleasure as the longer dildo rubbed against my prostate and the chastity cage became more and more uncomfortable.

Sophie was watching me closely, transfixed by my facial expressions as I moaned and squirmed. Then Kristina asked Sophie the same question. “Okay, Sophie, now it’s your turn to decide. Should I make Paul cum?”

I looked at the mischievous expression in Sophie’s face and felt like I knew what her answer would be. “Please, Sophie, I said yes for you!” I pleaded.

“I know you did, thanks for that. But I like seeing you all desperate and denied.” It was clear I wasn’t going to change her mind, the bratty sub would have the last laugh at my expense.

Kristina asked once last time, her cock still lodged inside me but no longer moving. The pleasure was slowly subsiding while my frustration grew. “So, Sophie, what’s your answer?”

I could tell she took great pleasure in saying the word. “No!”

“Fair enough.” Kristina pulled the dildo out of my ass, leaving me empty, locked and denied.

“Aaaagh!” I squirmed desperately in my bonds.

“Frsutrated, slave?” Kristina asked.

“Yes, Mistress.” I whined, pathetically.

“Just as well. I don’t think I want my cock cumming too often anyways. But now that you two have had your fun, I think it’s my turn. Sophie, seeing as you’re our guest, I’ll let you do the honors.” Kristina released Sophie from her side of the bench, leaving me tied in place. I watched as Kristina removed her strap-on and moved to sit in a chair off to the side.

Kristina sat down and removed her underwear, she was sitting sideways on from my POV so the sight of her bare pussy was still hidden from me. “Okay, Sophie. Crawl over to me and make me cum. Now!” Kristina ordered.

I watched as Sophie dropped to her knees opposite me and eagerly crawled over to the powerful Kristina. Her head disappeared in between her thighs as she began lapping at her sex. I could do nothing but watch in desperate denial as Sophie was allowed the pleasure of tasting my Mistress’ pussy while I remained helplessly denied.

I was watching a live lesbian porno play out right in front of me, and could do nothing but lay across the bench and throb in my cage.

Kristina moaned loudly as Sophie worked on her, clearly enjoying the whole evening. I myself only had one thought in my mind…

…This was the best retirement party I had ever been to.

End part 13