Date: Sun, 14 Mar 2004 12:53:09 -0800 (PST)
From: Bob Aganoush <bob_aganoush@yahoo.com>
Subject: An Evening Out, Chapter 2

An Evening Out, Part 2
by Bob Aganoush
Copyright 2004, Bob Aganoush

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After looking at us for a few more moments (I could have sworn she was
licking her lips in anticipation, but I think I was imagining it), Sarah
said, "Jill, why don't you come over here to the bed.  Bob, you kneel right
here," pointing to a spot just a foot or two from the foot of the bed.  As
I kneeled down with my hands behind my back, Jill walked over to the bed
and stood next to it.

Sarah continued to admire Jill's nakedness silently, while I did the same
from the floor (kneeling, my head was high enough for a good view of the
bed).  After a few seconds, Sarah sat up, shrugged off the robe, threw it
to the floor next to the bed and said, "I don't think I'll be needing this
for a while."  She then turned to Jill, patted the bed next to her, and
said, "Come here my little pet, and lie down on your tummy next to mommy."

Jill immediately complied with a "Yes, Mistress," and got up on the bed.
As she lay on her stomach, I saw Sarah reach into the nightstand next to
the bed and pull out some wrist restraints.  I wondered how she knew about
those; at first I thought maybe Sarah had brought ours in her purse.  But
as she tightened the Velcro around Jill's wrists, I could see they weren't
ours.  As she fastened the other end of each to the posts of the bed, she
said to Jill, "You don't mind if I restrain you a bit, do you sweetie?"
Jill replied, "No, Mistress," a clearly different -- more meek -- tone
creeping into her voice.

"Before we go any further, though," Sarah continued, "what do we need to
establish my pet?"  Jill looked puzzled for a second or two, but then
responded, "A safeword, Mistress?"

"That's right, sweetums, you need a safeword.  What would you like to use?"

Jill thought for a second, and then said, "Red, Mistress.  Red will be my
safeword."

Sarah said, "Very good, pet.  If at any point you want to stop, simply say
the word `red' and I will immediately stop and we will end the scene.  Do
you understand?"  Jill responded affirmatively.

She reached back into the drawer and pulled out a blindfold, securing it
snugly to Jill's eyes.  I knew from experience that she now could not see
even the small amount of light being cast by the candles.  Next came leg
restraints out of the drawer, which Sarah deftly and quickly fastened to
Jill's ankles and then the posts at the foot of the bed, pulling her legs
quite far apart.  The view from where I was sitting was wonderful; here
were two incredibly sexy women, one of them preparing for the domination of
the other.  My vantage point was looking right up between Jill's legs.  I
could make out through the candlelight the shaved lips of her pussy as well
as the pucker of her asshole and the wonderful rounds of her two ass
cheeks.

At this point, Sarah said, "Damn, I forgot something."  She got off the bed
and came over to me, whispering in my ear, "Bob, be a dear and run
downstairs and get me my panties."  I replied, "Yes, Mistress Sarah," and
jumped up and ran down the stairs.  I found Sarah's panties where she had
left them, on top of the pile of clothes on a chair in the dining room.
Like Jill, she wore very good quality silk panties, and I had spent many a
night licking her through them.  I bounded back up the stairs, and handing
them to Sarah, said, "Here, Mistress."  She smiled, patted me on the head,
and said, "What a good little pet, thank you very much."

I turned to walk back to my kneeling spot at the foot of the bed, but
before I could Sarah said, "Wait a minute, I didn't tell you to go back
there yet."  I immediately froze, and turned back to her.  She came down to
the foot of the bed and began lightly running the fingernails of one hand
up and down the shaft of my hard cock.  My reaction was to get even harder
as I enjoyed the soft touch of my Mistress.  She then took her other hand
and began doing the same with my balls, a touch that I enjoy so much.  She
did this for just a few seconds before she stopped, slapped me on the ass
again, and said, "Okay, go kneel again."  As I did so, she called back over
her shoulder, smiling, "And Bob, pay attention -- there's going to be a
quiz later."  I didn't know what to say to this, other than to mutter,
"Yes, Mistress."

Sarah turned her attention back to Jill, drawing her panties lightly up and
down Jill's back, ass, and legs.  I saw Jill's body tense at the sensation,
and Sarah asked her, "Do you know what these are and what I'm going to do
with these, my pet?"  I knew what the answer was, but waited to hear Jill's
response.  I don't know if she had figured it out, but in any event she
played along and said, "No, Mistress, I don't know."  Sarah said, "Well,
these are my panties and I'm going to gag you with them, my dear.  But
before I do that, I have to prepare them for you."

She then proceeded to take the panties, and rub them up and down Jill's
slit.  I could see that Jill was already quite wet and dripping in
anticipation of what was going to happen to her.  With just a few strokes
up and down Jill's pussy, the light lavender of Sarah's panties had turned
a darker, purple color.  The stroking elicited a predictable response from
Jill, as her body continued to tense up and she struggled at her bonds in a
futile attempt to push her pussy harder against Sarah's panty-filled hand.

After less than a minute of this, Sarah then turned to her own pussy.  She
spread her legs, and pulled the panties up and down between her pussy lips,
that I could see were as equally wet as were Jill's.  I knew how much Sarah
was turned on by dominating me, so I was not surprised to see her body
responding the same way to her domination of Jill.  She stroked the panties
up and down her own pussy seven or eight times.  The combination of the
secretions of the two women had turned them an even darker shade of purple.

Sarah then took the panties, and held them under Jill's nose, as Jill's
head was turned to the side on the pillow.  She said to her, "Don't they
smell wonderful, my pet.  Our pussy juices together -- yours and mine --
make for such a nice scent, don't they?"  I could see Jill actually
breathing in the scent, to confirm what her Mistress was telling her, and
she replied, "Yes, Mistress, heavenly."

Sarah replied, "Good, I'm glad you like it, now open up your sweet mouth
nice and wide so you can find out if they taste as good as they smell."
Jill did as she was told, and Sarah crumpled the panties into a ball and
pushed them into Jill's mouth.  Sarah said, "Very good, pet, you can close
now."  Jill complied as Sarah looked over her shoulder and smiled at me.

She turned back to Jill and said, "Hmm, what shall we do with you now that
we have you so nicely trussed and stuffed, almost like a Thanksgiving
turkey."  With that last comment she gave a little chuckle, and a smile
crossed her face.  I knew that smile meant that her mind was rapidly
considering the possibilities of what she would do with her prize.  I knew
that there were likely many things she was mulling over, considering that
this was the first time she had had a woman under her control.

She sat up next to Jill, and began to run her fingernails up and down her
body, from the back of her neck, down to the soles of her feet.  She
started doing this very slowly and lightly, but with each stroke up and
down Jill's body she applied a little more pressure, but kept the same
pace.  She avoided any of the obvious erogenous zones, but it was clear
from Jill's reaction -- more struggling against the restraints and attempts
to get more contact between her body and Sarah's fingers -- that it was
impossible to avoid all of them.

I was enjoying this show immensely.  I had seen Sarah with another woman
numerous times, and had been the recipient of her domination literally
scores of times, but had never seen her dominate another woman like this.
It was incredibly erotic, the sight of these two beautiful women playing
with each other.

After a few minutes or so, Jill began to relax a bit, and her struggles
subsided.  I think she had been in this kind of scene enough to know that
there was a lot more still to come, so she needed to just lie there and
accept what would happen to her.  As she relaxed, Sarah began to change her
stroking, keeping the same slow pace, but concentrating more on going up
and down the center of Jill's body.  This brought her finger straight down
Jill's crack as she went from the top of her body down to the bottom.  At
first, like before, the pressure was very light, Sarah's fingernail barely
contacting Jill's body.  But with every stroke, she again increased the
pressure.

After about the fourth or fifth roundtrip down the center of her body, Jill
twitched just as Sarah's finger went over Jill's asshole.  I knew that
reaction, and had a good idea what Jill was experiencing.  Sarah noticed it
too, and on the next stroke, she let her finger linger a bit -- maybe just
an extra second or so, right on that spot.  As she did this, I heard a
muffled groan come out of Jill's panty-filled mouth.  Sarah leaned over her
and said, "You like that don't you pet?"

Jill could only moan a garbled response, so Sarah said, "All you have to do
is shake your head no or nod your head yes.  I know you can't do anything
else when you're gagged, my sweet, so I'll only ask you yes or no
questions.  Do you understand?"

Jill nodded her head, and Sarah asked again, "Now tell me if you liked what
I was doing."  Jill slowly nodded her head again, her embarrassment in
acknowledging how she liked attention paid to her ass evident even in her
nonverbal response.

"Well that's good to know, pet, because I want to understand what turns you
on.  And I promise you I will be paying a lot more attention to your sweet
ass, and you'll have plenty of opportunities to get to know mine better
also.  Would you like that?"  Jill nodded once more.

Again, Sarah continued with the stroking, increasing the pressure,
lingering as her nail dragged over Jill's asshole.  Jill's struggles began
anew, and she vainly tried to push her ass up against Sarah's finger as it
dragged over her.  But Sarah raised up her finger with each attempt, so as
to maintain a constant degree of pressure over Jill's body.

After about five more minutes of this, Sarah shifted the focus of her
attention away from Jill's ass.  She continued drawing her finger straight
up and down the center of Jill's body, but instead of lingering at Jill's
ass, it was now her pussy that was receiving the extra attention.  She
would draw her finger down Jill's crack, and lightly touch between Jill's
lips before continuing down the inside of one thigh or another.  This new
move was having a similar effect on Jill; every time Sarah's finger
approached her pussy, Jill tried to thrust against her ties in order to get
more of the finger into her.  But Sarah deftly kept the pressure the same
by adjusting the position of her finger in response to Jill's attempted
thrusts.

As Sarah continued, I could see Jill's pussy responding.  It was getting
wetter and wetter; the sheen on her lips became quite evident, and the lips
themselves appeared to betting fuller and fuller as blood flowed to them.
The wetness was literally dripping down her lips and pooling on the sheets.
Sarah was quite cognizant of Jill's state of arousal; she had a faint smile
on her face as she saw the reaction she was getting from her.  Every now
and then she would turn and smile at me.

Suddenly, Sarah stopped, and was still.  Jill, who had been moving against
her binds quite actively, stopped also, not quite sure what was going to
happen next.  Sarah let her lie in wait for a couple of minutes, not
moving, just staring down at her.  She then spoke up, saying, "Okay, my
pet, time to turn you over and see what we can do to the rest of your
body."  Sarah leaned over and undid the ties on the bedpost end of the four
restraints.  She instructed Jill to roll over, and then reattached the
restraints, again pulling her arms and legs quite wide.  My view of Jill's
pussy was now even clearer.  I could see without any problem her large, wet
lips, which obviously had enjoyed the attention that Sarah had been paying
them.  Jill's nipples were also quite noticeably larger than they were
before.  Her arousal was reflected not just by the wetness between her legs
but also by her visibly erect and smooth nipples.

Sarah began to repeat her earlier motions on the front of Jill's body.  She
started by placing her fingernail on Jill's neck, under her chin, and then
running it down her body -- over one breast (pausing and applying pressure
to the nipple), down over her navel, and down between her lips.  The
wetness between Jill's lips quickly coated Sarah's finger, which then
continued its path slowly down the inside of Jill's thigh and leg, leaving
a slight trail of pussy juice behind it.  After pausing for a second, Sarah
then traced her nail up the inside of the other leg and thigh, continuing
the path in the opposite direction, again pressing between Jill's lips and
on her other nipple on the way up to her neck.

This continued for about five minutes, Sarah again increasing the pressure
every time, and Jill's reaction escalating with the increased attention.
She again struggled against her ties, and muffled noises were coming out of
her mouth.  Sarah then turned to me, placed her index finger vertically
over her mouth signaling "quiet," and motioned for me to stand.  I
complied, and she then pointed to the bed between Jill's legs, then further
gestured to Jill's pussy.  She then stuck her tongue out and wiggled it
around, making it clear that she wanted me to get up on the bed and start
licking Jill.

Not needing any further encouragement, I quickly hopped up onto the bed
(happy to give my knees a break), lay down between Jill's thighs, and
brought my head up to that pussy that I had been admiring so much the last
15 minutes or so.  She obviously sensed my presence on the bed, and must
have known what was coming, because as I brought my tongue toward her
pussy, she arched her hips up to meet it.  I was quickly rewarded with a
face full of the most wonderful sweet tasting and smelling treat.  I ran my
tongue up and down the inside of each lip, one after another, purposefully
teasing her lips and avoiding her clit.  As I did so, her moans increased
in intensity, as did the thrusting of her hips in a futile attempt to make
more contact with my tongue.

Out of the corner of my eye I could see Sarah watching us.  As I
concentrated on my cunnilingual ministrations, Sarah was rolling Jill's
nipples between her thumb and index finger.  She then stopped, but signaled
to me to continue what I was doing.  I watched her walk over to the
dresser, where she opened her purse (which she must have brought with her
back upstairs while Jill and I were toweling off).  Out of it she took a
pair of nipple clamps, which she brought back to the bed.  She hesitated
for a second, looking at me, then back at Jill.  I wasn't sure which of us
these new toys were meant for; Sarah knew how much I liked having my
nipples played with, so I thought maybe she was going to use them on me.
But after appearing to contemplate the choice for a moment, she adjusted
them to a low pressure setting, squeezed one open, and brought it down to
Jill's nipple and released it.

The effect on Jill was immediate; her back arched up and a cry attempted to
spill from her gagged mouth.  After a second or two, she calmed down; I
think it was the shock of what Sarah had done that affected her, rather
than the pain of the clamp itself.  Sarah then repeated the procedure on
Jill's other nipple, and the reaction this time was more muted -- Jill
clearly knew it was coming and was more prepared for it.

I continued my efforts at licking her lips, now moving up and beginning to
pay attention to her clit.  I could tell she was enjoying this; after the
brief distraction of the nipple clamps, she was again attempting to thrust
her hips in a manner to make more contact between her public region and my
face.  I alternated among each of her lips and her clit in a rhythmic
fashion, and as I did, I could feel her body reacting and approaching
orgasm.  When it appeared she was again right on the brink, Sarah said in a
quiet and calm voice, "Stop."

Much to Jill's obvious frustration, I did so, pulling my head out of her
crotch and offering up a slightly-slurred, "Yes, Mistress."  Sarah
responded, "Very good, Bob, you can go back to your position now."  I got
off of the bed and kneeled again on the floor at the foot of the bed.

Sarah turned to Jill and said, "Did you enjoy that, pet?", a clearly
rhetorical question given the aroused state of both Jill's pussy and her
nipples.  Jill vigorously nodded her head in assent yet clearly frustrated
at again being brought so close to orgasm without being allowed to enjoy
one.

Sarah replied, "Now that you've had some pleasure, I think it's time for
you to demonstrate how well you can serve me.  Do you think you can do
that, my sweet?"  Jill again moved her head up and down, as Sarah smiled.

"I think we're going to have to make a few adjustments for you to really be
able to do a good job, so hold on a second and don't move."  Sarah smiled
at her own joke, as she reached her hand over to Jill's head.  "Open up, my
dear," she commanded.  Jill complied, and Sarah retrieved her panties from
Jill's mouth.  "My, you must be very thirsty after having your mouth filled
with my panties for so long, aren't you?"

Jill meekly and quietly said, "Yes, Mistress," her tongue not yet allowing
her to say the words very clearly.  Sarah replied, "I'll help take care of
that little problem, don't you worry."  With those words, she climbed up on
the bed and straddled Jill's body, sitting up and placing her ass on Jill's
stomach.  Jill, who was still blindfolded, of course, accepted Sarah's
weight on her with little reaction.

Sarah said, "Okay, here's a little treat, my pet, to help quench your
thirst."  She lifted on her knees and scooted up Jill's body, until her
pussy was right up against Jill's mouth.  Or at least I imagined so,
because my view was partially obscured by Sarah's body.  What I could see
was Sarah's ass cheeks flattening Jill's tits, with the crack perfectly
bisecting Jill's two orbs.

What I couldn't discern by sight I could figure out from the noise of
Jill's tongue eagerly making its way into Sarah's pussy.  That sound -- of
a tongue moving its way through the wetness of a woman's folds -- was quite
familiar to me, both from the recent memory of what I had been doing to
Jill just a few minutes before, but also from the more distant memory of my
being in exactly the same position in the past as Jill was at present.  I
was jealous and frustrated that I couldn't add the sense of sight to what I
was enjoying through my ears, but I knew my role as submissive to my
dominant wife was to not move until instructed to do so.

I knew that Sarah must have been enjoying the attention she was receiving.
My wife loved to grind her pussy against the lips, tongue, and nose of a
prostrate man or woman.  She will often come this way after just a few
minutes of attention, ending in a loud and body-wracking orgasm.  But this
time she clearly had other plans on tap for her first experience with a
female submissive.  For after five minutes, she pulled herself back to her
earlier position of squatting on Jill's stomach.  I could hear Jill's heavy
breathing as she gasped, attempting to catch her breath after working so
hard at pleasing my -- now her -- Mistress.

"Did you enjoy that, my little subbie?" Sarah inquired.  Jill replied
enthusiastically, "Oh yes, Mistress, I did enjoy that."  Sarah looked back
over her shoulder at me and said, "And what about you, Bob?  Did you enjoy
that also?"  Sarah knew the answer to this question, as she was fully aware
of how much I enjoyed watching women go down on each other.  I too replied
in the affirmative, staying in my submissive role.

Sarah said, "But gee, Bob, I bet you couldn't see what was going on very
well, could you?"  I said, "No, Mistress, I couldn't."  She replied, "Why
don't you come up here and sit on the bed next to us."  Again happy for the
opportunity to give my knees a rest, as well as to have a better view of
the proceedings, I quickly hopped up and sat on the side of the bed facing
Jill's bound and stretched out body.

Sarah turned to Jill and said, "Now that Bob has joined us up here, we'll
move on to a few other things.  Have you engaged in much anal play, pet?"
Jill shook her head no, and said, "No, Mistress, I haven't."

Sarah responded, "Well, I'll give you an opportunity to learn."  With that,
she turned around, so that she was facing Jill's feet, scooted herself back
so that she was again over Jill's breasts, and leaned forward on her arms.
I could see that Jill's nipples were quite enlarged from the pressure of
the nipple clamps.  She moved herself back a bit more until her ass was now
just above Jill's face, and said, "You did such a good job with your tongue
on my pussy, my pet, that I will now give you the chance to use it on my
ass."

Jill seemed to hesitate for a few seconds, unsure if she should -- or could
-- comply with this request.  Sensing her hesitation, Sarah raised her
right hand, and brought it down sharply on the side of Jill's ass.  "I said
get to it, submissive," she declared sharply.

That was all the encouragement Jill needed.  A short "Ow" emanated from her
mouth, and she quickly stuck her tongue out and lightly began to rub it up
and down Sarah's crack.  From where I was sitting, I had a very good view
of this activity.  Jill moved her tongue slowly up and down, from as high
up on Sarah's crack as she could reach, all the way down to where it made
contact with her own chest.  As she began to do this, Sarah moved just a
slight bit backwards, providing easier access for Jill.  As she continued,
Jill was evidently becoming more and more comfortable with what she was
doing.  While at first she moved her tongue quickly over Sarah's puckered
asshole, with each subsequent stroke she began to linger more at the
asshole and pay more attention to it.  By about the fifteenth trip up and
down Sarah's crack, she was stopping at the asshole and actively running
her tongue in a little circle around the outside of it.  Within another ten
or fifteen more strokes, she was not just rimming Sarah's anus, but was
much more actively thrusting it in.

Sarah was enjoying the attention from her female sub.  Light moans and
sighs were coming from her mouth, and she was getting that dreamy look I
was so familiar with from when I serviced her.  She managed to say, "Oh
yes, sweetie, you're doing such a good job worshipping mommy's ass, aren't
you?"  Jill mumbled, "Yes, Mistress," and continued her efforts, quite
obviously enjoying herself as well.

Sarah then lifted her ass up off of Jill's mouth, sat up straighter, and
scooted back another few inches.  "Okay, pet, let's see you service both my
pussy and my ass with that nice tongue of yours."  Jill quickly complied,
running her tongue from as high up on Sarah's crack as she could reach --
just above the pucker of her asshole -- all the way down and into her
pussy.  She provided a great deal of attention on each trip to both her
anus, as well as the delicate and sensitive region that marked the dividing
point between Sarah's ass and her pussy.  She must have correctly sensed
that, like most people, Sarah's perineum was extremely sensitive, and she
spent a great deal of time licking it.

After about five minutes or so, I could see Sarah's body beginning to
approach her orgasm.  Her face became flushed, and her nipples were fully
engorged, and she was rocking her body back and forth as Jill's tongue
reached from the top of her crack down to her pussy.  But just as I thought
she was going to come, she again stopped, pulled herself off of Jill's
face, and scooted forward a bit.  It took Jill a few seconds to realize she
had pulled off, leaving Jill's tongue rudely sticking out and gliding up
and down futilely looking for something to lick.

Sarah caught her breath, and sat on Jill's stomach again for a moment.  She
then got off of Jill, knelt next to her on the bed, and said, "Okay, pet,
you've done very well so far.  Now I'm going to untie you, but you are to
remain very still and do as I say.  Will you be able to do that?"  Jill
said simply, "Yes, Mistress."

Sarah undid the wrist restraints from the posts at the head of the bed.
She left on the ankle restraints, and instructed Jill to scoot further down
the bed so that her head was about halfway down the bed.  The only way she
could do this with her ankles restrained was to lift her knees up in the
air.  Sarah turned and said to me, "Come here Bob, and give Jill a nice
deep kiss so that you can taste your Mistress's pussy and ass on Jill's
sweet lips."

I came over, knelt by Jill, and lowered my head to kiss her.  Before my
lips and tongue even made contact with her, I could smell the scent of
Sarah's pussy and ass -- oh so familiar and oh so sweet -- on Jill's face.
As I began to kiss Jill, I was rewarded with the equally familiar taste of
my Mistress all over Jill's lips and face.  It was heavenly; the scent and
taste of my Mistress combined with the feel of a different woman.

Sarah allowed us to continue kissing each other deeply for a minute or so,
then told us to stop.  She moved over, straddled Jill's head with her knees
facing the head of the bed, and then leaned forward resting her head on the
pillow.  This left her pussy perfectly positioned right above Jill's mouth,
saying "Don't do anything yet, sweetie."  This must have been very
difficult for Jill, because Sarah's pussy was literally within an inch of
her lips, and she knew (even though she couldn't see) that she could have
easily tasted that sweet nectar if she just stuck her tongue out.  The
musky scent that resulted from the stimulation Sarah's pussy and ass had
been receiving must have been overwhelming Jill's sense of smell.

I had been closely watching all of this, continuing to enjoy the sight of
these two women having sex.  But I was then drawn out of my reverie by the
sound of Sarah's voice saying, "Okay Bob, your turn to help service me."  I
quickly gathered my senses and replied, "Yes, Mistress, what may I do to
please you?"  Sarah said, "Get over here and start worshipping my ass while
my other pet here works on my pussy."

With that she lowered her body so that her pussy was now directly in
contact with Jill's face.  As I scrambled over to comply with my Mistress's
wishes, I saw Jill's tongue come out of her mouth and begin to lick in
between the wet folds of Sarah's pussy.  The only way for me to easily
access Sarah's ass was for me to lie over Jill's body with my head up.
This brought my head between Jill's large breasts, which were just below
Sarah's ass, and left my chest directly on top of Jill's public area.  My
first sensation was of Jill's wetness from her pussy hitting my chest; she
had clearly continued to grow even wetter as she provided sexual service to
Sarah.

I began to use my tongue on Sarah's ass, wetly licking each of her cheeks,
and then gently sucking on them (which I knew she loved).  As I did this, I
continued to hear the sounds of Jill's tongue working on Sarah's pussy, and
the quiet moans and sighs emanating from our Mistress.  After a few moments
of worshipping Sarah's cheeks, I moved my attention to her crack and
asshole.  As I did this, I heard her say, "Oh yes, that's right my little
subbie.  Use your sweet tongue on your Mistress's dirty little ass."

This verbal humiliation served to arouse me even further.  I increased my
efforts, moving my tongue up and down Sarah's crack, pausing each time to
rim her asshole and push my tongue into it.  As I got to the bottom of her
crack, past her perineum, my tongue would make contact with Jill's tongue
-- which I had only first tasted a few short moments ago -- which had been
working its way down between Sarah's lips.  I could see Jill's chin
glistening from all of Sarah's pussy juice that was dripping down, creating
little rivulets that ran down Jill's chin, onto her neck, and further down
onto the bed.

As Jill and I continued our efforts, Sarah began to rock forward and back,
providing Jill with more access to her clit.  I had to shift myself a bit
to maintain contact with her, but did so and continued to push my tongue
even deeper into her asshole.  As I did this, Sarah's moans became louder,
the rocking stronger, and I knew that she was again approaching orgasm.
Both Jill and I continued, doing our best to bring our Mistress to an
orgasm, and finally, we achieved our goal.  Sarah screamed out
"Aaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh," stopped rocking, and collapsed her body hard onto
Jill's face.  I gently continued to lick her cheeks and around her asshole,
as her breathing continued raggedly for a minute or two.  Finally, she
rolled off Jill, and lay down on the bed, her breasts and chest rising with
each heavy breath.  Not sure what I was supposed to do, I simply stayed
where I was, my head now resting quite contentedly on Jill's breasts, the
nipple clamps against the side of my head.

I think that the three of us all dozed off, but only for a few minutes.
When I awoke, I was still lying with my head on Jill's chest; I could see
that somebody had removed her blindfold, and she too was just opening her
eyes.  Sarah had already awoken, and was lying on her side, head propped on
one arm, looking at the two of us with a sly smile on her face.

"The night is still young, isn't it, my pets?", Sarah said as she removed
the nipple clamps from Jill's breasts, causing Jill to emit a soft sigh
from her mouth.  I glanced at the clock on Jill's nightstand.  It was just
a few minutes before midnight.  Because we had left the children at Rob and
Marcia's, we didn't have the problem of rushing home to relieve the
babysitter.  I picked my head up, looked at Jill, then turned to Sarah and
said, "Yes, Mistress, if you say so."  Jill simply replied, "Yes,
Mistress."

Sarah said, "Good, I'm glad you both agree, because I've got some more
ideas for us to have some fun."  With that, she got up from the bed, walked
toward the bathroom, and turned to us saying, "You two stay right there,
I'll be right back."

I heard the sound of Sarah peeing, then heard the sound of the water
running in the shower.  She returned to the bedroom, and said to Jill and
me, "Okay, subbies, let's get you all cleaned up."  We answered in unison,
"Yes, Mistress," and got up off the bed and headed for the bathroom.

When I had been in there toweling off, I had noticed that Jill had a large
shower stall next to the Jacuzzi, one that was clearly big enough for the
three of us.  Sarah opened the shower door, gesturing us to enter.  I
started to walk in, but before I did, I heard Jill ask, "Mistress, I need
to go to the bathroom.  May I please have permission?"

Sarah replied, "Yes, pet, of course.  Go ahead."  Jill walked over to the
toilet and sat down, Sarah trailing behind her.  I stood where I had been,
ready to get into the shower.  Sarah kneeled down in front of Jill, sitting
on her haunches, watching Jill intently.  Before she could start, Sarah
said, "Hold on a second, pet."

I knew that Sarah enjoyed the act of watching somebody on the toilet, and
her examination of Jill as she peed was an act of asserting her dominance
over her new submissive.  Sarah turned to me, saying, "Come over here Bob.
I think Jill could use some help."

Never having been in this situation before with Sarah, I wasn't sure what
she was going to do.  But I trusted her, and knew she understood well my
limits in being dominated by her.  I walked over to where Jill was sitting,
and stood next to her and Sarah.

Sarah said, "Kneel down, I want Jill to put her feet up on your back.  That
will give me a better view."  I did as she said, lowering myself to my
hands and knees in front of the toilet, facing away from Jill.  Jill then
put her feet up, legs spread a bit apart on my back.

After a few seconds, Jill evidently got over her shyness and the
awkwardness of the position.  I heard the stream of pee splashing in the
toilet, and I as I looked over my shoulder at Sarah, saw her continuing to
watching with great interest.  I then heard Jill tearing off some toilet
paper.  Again, Sarah spoke up, "Wait, pet. Bob, I want you to wipe Jill for
her."

I hesitated for a second, not sure I had heard her correctly.  I had never
been subjected to this kind of humiliation before, being told to wipe a
woman after peeing -- not even by Sarah herself.  Sensing my hesitation,
Sarah smacked me hard on the ass, saying, "Come on, boy, I said get up
there and wipe her."

Not wanting any more physical punishment, I jumped up as Jill removed her
feet from my back, and I took the toilet paper out of her hand.  I gently
leaned forward and wiped her pussy, then dropped the paper into the toilet.
I stepped back, and Jill got up.  We both stood there, waiting for our next
instruction.

Sarah smiled and said, "Before we get in the shower, do you need to go pee,
Bob?"  I did in fact need to go, having consumed a couple of glasses of
wine in the hot tub, so I nodded, "Yes, Mistress."

Sarah replied, "I think a good subbie boy like Bob should sit on the toilet
like a little girl, rather than stand up like a man, don't you Jill?"  Jill
giggled for a second, then replied, "Oh yes Mistress Sarah, I agree!"

Again, I found myself embarrassed, both by the ongoing domination over me
being performed by Sarah in front of another woman, but also by the focus
on these activities.  But I found myself powerless to refuse her, and I
meekly turned around, and sat down on the toilet.  It was hard to get
started with the two women staring at me, both grinning and taking pleasure
in my humiliation, but the urge to pee finally grew strong enough that I
was able to go.  As I finished, Sarah said, "And don't forget to use toilet
paper to wipe yourself, Bob -- just like a little girl would."  I did as
she said, wiping the end of my cock with a small square of paper.

"Okay pets, into the shower with you.  Let's get nice and cleaned up for
the next round," Sarah instructed.  The three of us walked into the shower
stall, and Sarah closed the door behind us.  There was more than enough
room for the three of us, and we quickly began soaping up, sharing the
single bar of soap we found in there.

"Be sure to soap up all the parts of your body -- I want to make sure
you're nice and clean," said Sarah, handing me the soap.  "Be sure to clean
your crack, Bob, and you too Jill."  We did as we were told, working up a
nice lather and rinsing off.

"Come here, Bob, I need a little special help from you," Sarah said to me.
"I think I've got my ass nice and clean, but will you get down there with
your tongue and make sure I didn't miss anything?"

I replied, "Yes, Mistress Sarah," got down on my knees, and began running
my tongue up and down her crack.  As I did this Sarah stood with her hands
up, leaning against the tile wall of the shower.  After going up and down
her crack five or six times, Sarah said, "That's a good little sub, you can
stop now."

Sarah then got out of the shower and told us to follow her.  The three of
us toweled ourselves dry, and Sarah walked over to Jill's vanity and
retrieved some of her afterbath powder.  She looked at it briefly, then
handed it to Jill and said, "Here pet, would you be a dear and put this on
me?"

Jill eagerly grabbed the container, poured some of the powder in her hand,
and began spreading it gently on to Sarah's body.  As she began, I inhaled
the soft scent of lavender, which happened to be Sarah's favorite also.  As
Jill finished, Sarah then instructed her to powder up her own body also.
Jill complied, as I stood by just waiting and watching.  Finally, as Jill's
body smelled as nice overall as Sarah's, Sarah took the container from
Jill, and handed it over to me.  "Here Bob.  I think you need to use this
also."

This was something I had experienced before, as Sarah had on occasion made
me wear her lavender powder after showering as we started a D/s session.
So I took the container and lightly powdered up my body also, following in
the footsteps of the two lovely women next to me.  "Good," Sarah said as I
completed my task. "Let's go back to the bedroom."

Jill and I followed Sarah into the bedroom.  Even though we had just
showered, and were now all smelling like lavender, the smell of sex still
struck me as we approached the bed.  Clearly the activities had left quite
a mess on the bed, as I could see the spots that were still wet on the
sheets as we got closer and stood at the foot of the bed.

Sarah turned to me and said, "Bob, get up on the bed on your hands and
knees."  I did as I was told after replying, "Yes Mistress," and had a good
idea what was to come.  Sarah walked around the bed and retrieved the
blindfold from the nightstand, and came around and placed it over my eyes.
I then heard her whispering something to Jill, and heard Jill whisper
something back to her.  I heard one of the two women -- I couldn't tell
which one -- walk away from the bed toward the other side of the room,
followed by a noise that sounded like someone rummaging around through a
closet.  The footsteps returned to the bed, and I then felt the weight of
somebody on the foot of the bed.

I heard Sarah's voice near me on the bed saying, "Spread your knees nice
and wide for me, my little subbie boy."  I followed the instructions,
accompanied by "Yes Mistress Sarah."  I then felt a strap being placed
around my left thigh, just above the knee, and a similar strap then went
around my right thigh.  I then felt a wooden bar on the inside of both
knees, and felt Sarah's hands on my right leg pulling it out even further.
I realized that Sarah had placed some type of spreader bar between my legs,
and she was now attaching it to the restraints on my thighs.

"Okay pet, now put your head down on this pillow," Sarah said.  I dropped
my head onto the pillow, thus placing my ass even further back into the air
behind me, leaving me in a very vulnerable position, and creating, I
guessed, quite a sight for Jill who I assumed was still standing at the
foot of the bed.  I felt Sarah get off the bed and heard her walking around
it, followed by the sound of a drawer opening and some items being removed.
I then felt the weight of one of the women back on the bed.

"You know, Jill," Sarah said, "Bob really likes to be taught who's the boss
in our family.  One of the ways I do that is by spanking him every now and
then.  Would you like to see me do that?"  I knew what Jill's response was
going to be; I doubted she would pass up the opportunity to see me
humiliated even further.  Just as I suspected, she said "Yes, Mistress
Sarah, I would greatly enjoy that."

"Good," Sarah replied, "and maybe you'll be lucky and I'll let you help."
With that, I felt the touch of leather gently stroking up and down my ass.
I knew the feeling quite well, as Sarah would on occasion spank me with a
leather-covered paddle.  The spankings were not designed to create pain, I
knew, but were instead intended to demonstrate her dominance over me.

As I felt the paddle removed from my ass, I knew that the paddling would
commence, and it did.  As I had been instructed by Sarah, I counted out
each stroke as they rained down on alternating cheeks.  She gave me twenty,
each one landing with a solid "thwack" on my ass.  After the twentieth,
when I realized no more were coming, I said, "Thank you Mistress."

"And now it's your turn, my sweet," I heard Sarah saying to Jill.  "Not too
hard now, because he's not a pain slut.  We just need to show him who's the
boss around here," and she let out a soft chuckle.  I felt her get off the
bed, replaced by Jill's body behind and slightly to the right of me.  She
then repeated the paddling, another twenty strokes, which I counted out one
by one.  Her touch was not quite as hard as Sarah's; I could tell that she
was a little tentative and afraid of hurting me.  At the end, I was not
quite sure what to do, so I said, "Thank you Mistress Sarah."

"That's right, Bob, you always thank me even if somebody else is spanking
you," Sarah said.  "Stay right there, Jill, we've got another fun activity
for us to work on together."  I again heard Sarah walking around the room,
and then felt her weight joining Jill and me on the bed.  She positioned
herself on the other side of me.

I heard the "pop" sound of a bottle being open, and then a few seconds
later felt the cool sensation of liquid dripping down from the top of my
crack.  From the consistency I could tell that Sarah had gotten a bottle of
lube that I know she always carried in her purse.  She was evidently
dripping it quite slowly, as it took a number of seconds to slide down from
the top of my crack, over my asshole, and then down my balls.  She then
began to trace a path down my crack, working the lube around all parts,
focusing her attention particularly on the pucker of my asshole.  She
worked a good amount of the lube in there, which confirmed for me what her
next step was going to be.

She let me stay like that for about a minute, finally saying, "Isn't he
quite a sight like that Jill?  All spread wide open for his Mistress, his
ass thrust up in the air, just begging for us to do something about it."

Jill replied in a throaty voice, "Yes Mistress, it is quite a sight."  I
didn't know if Jill had ever experienced anything like this before, seeing
a man being dominated by another woman, but from the sound of her voice it
was arousing her quite a bit.  I thought I also sensed the smell of one or
both of the women's pussies beginning to get wet; no doubt the closing off
of my visual sense was heightening my others.

"Come here, pet, you can help me with this part," Sarah said to Jill.  I
felt Jill kneel a little closer to my body, and then felt the sensation of
what I knew could only be a butt plug being pushed against my pucker.  She
was gently turning and twisting it, slowly working it into my ass.  My
humiliation was only mounting, and yet I found myself getting more and more
turned on.  No other woman had ever done this to me, and yet I couldn't
control the reaction of my body.  I heard Jill's breathing getting heavier,
and I could tell that she too was enjoying this.

Finally, with a pop, I felt and heard the butt plug placed all the way into
my ass.  I then felt a slight pressure against it, followed by a buzzing
sound and a low rumbling feeling emanating from the plug and working its
way up and down my ass.  I knew that Sarah must have inserted the bullet
vibrator into the bottom of the hollowed-out butt plug, and the sensations
of the vibrations in my ass were incredible.

"So what do you think of our little pet, here, Jill," Sarah asked her.
"You like what you see?  This getting you all hot and bothered again?" she
asked with another little chuckle.

"Yes Mistress, I do like it," Jill replied.  It was getting hard for me to
listen, given the sensations emanating from my backside.

"Well, maybe we should let you have your orgasm finally, my little pet,"
Sarah said, though it wasn't clear at that point which of us she was
talking to. "You've waited a long time, haven't you sweetie?"

Before I could open my mouth, I heard Jill say, "Yes, Mistress, I would
like that."  I now realized Sarah had been talking to her, not me.

Sarah said, "Well, I hope you don't expect me to take care of that.  That
is not the role of a Mistress.  But fortunately, I do have this little tied
up subbie boy here, and maybe we can put him to good use for that purpose.
What do you think, Bob?  Think you could help out Jill here?"

I quickly replied, "Yes Mistress," thinking that having something else to
concentrate on would take my mind off of the sensations in my ass.  I knew
that I couldn't come without Sarah's permission, and I also knew that she
was very experienced at bringing me to the brink.

Sarah said, "Okay, Bob, scoot yourself down here toward the bottom of the
bed, but be sure to keep that butt plug up your cute little ass -- don't
want that popping out now," she laughed.  I did as she said, which wasn't
easy with the spreader bar between my knees, but after a few attempts I
scooted my knees backwards one at a time.  "Now lift your head and get back
up on your arms."

I did as she instructed, and then felt Jill moving around the bed.  I could
hear her arranging herself in front of me on the bed, and then felt her
legs squeezing between my arms.

"Okay, Bob, lower your head and let's see if you can help out my poor
little pet here," Sarah instructed.  I did as she was told, guiding my head
down until I was directly on top of Sarah's pussy.  I began to lick her,
starting with her lips and then alternating her lips with her clit.  Her
wetness was overwhelming; even after all that she had leaked earlier in the
evening, she was still generating incredible amounts.

The sensations I was feeling were incredible.  The vibrating butt plug
continued massaging my ass, while I smelled and tasted Jill's sweet pussy
as I ran my tongue up and down her lips and around and over her clit.
After a few minutes I heard Sarah say, "Lower, Bob.  You're missing some
important parts."  With this, I felt Jill's hips raise up a bit, providing
me with easier access to her perineum and down her crack to her puckered
little asshole.  I began using my tongue to make long strokes, from the top
-- paying great attention to her clit -- all the way to the bottom,
stiffening up my tongue to thrust it into her anus.

After a few more minutes of this, I could tell that Jill was getting close
to an orgasm.  I didn't know whether Sarah was just teasing her again, or
whether she would let her come this time.  Finally, as I could sense Jill
was reaching the point of no return, I heard Sarah say, "Go ahead, my pet,
go ahead and come for your mommy."

No sooner were the words out of Sarah's mouth before Jill erupted in a huge
orgasm, her body jerking and twitching around, and loud moans coming out of
her mouth.  Even if I had tried, I would have been unable to keep my mouth
fastened to her pussy and ass, she was shaking and moving around so much.
I picked my head up as Jill writhed on the bed, slowly coming to a halt
after a minute or so.  I could hear her breathing, ragged at first, then
eventually working its way back to a normal pace.

"Thank you Mistress, that was wonderful," Jill finally said.  Sarah
replied, "You're welcome, my pet. You were a very good submissive tonight
and you deserved that release.  But what about Bob?  What are we going to
do with him?"

I heard Jill giggle and say, "I don't know Mistress.  What do you think we
should do?"

Sarah said, "Well, he's been a very good boy tonight too, so I think he
deserves to come also.  But I guess the question is, how?  So many choices,
I just don't know what to do.  Maybe you and I should discuss this?"

I had no idea where Sarah was going with this, but had little choice but to
play along.  I felt the two women get up from the bed and walk away, then
heard the sound of the bathroom door closing.  I heard faint sounds of them
talking, then giggling, and then the door opened and the two of them walked
back to the bed, but did not get on it.

"Well Bob," Sarah started, "we've figured out what we're going to do.
We're going to give you a little test.  Being a college professor, we know
that you're very good at giving tests, so we thought we'd turn the tables
on you for a change.  If you pass the test, you're going to get to have sex
with both of us until you orgasm.  But if you fail the test, you're going
to have to make yourself come."

"What kind of test?" I blurted out.

I felt a sharp smack on my ass as Sarah said, "Is that a proper response
from a submissive little pet?"

"No Mistress," I replied, as the sting of her spanking dissipated.

"Here's what we're going to do, my little sub boy," Sarah started.  "There
are five questions on the test.  We're going to give you various parts of
our body to touch or taste, and you're going to have to guess which one of
us it is.  But this test doesn't have a very high standard -- you only have
to get three out of the five correct, only 60 percent.  That shouldn't be
too hard, should it, pet?"

"No Mistress, I think I can do that," I replied.

"Good, let's get started," Sarah said.  "Remember -- no trying to peek
through that blindfold, or you'll automatically fail the test."

I felt movement on the bed, and could sense that both women had gotten on
it on either side of me.  "Okay, open your mouth nice and wide," Sarah
said.

I did as instructed and quickly felt something pushed up against my face.
I realized it was a breast, and I closed my mouth and began to tongue the
nipple attached to it.  Right away, I knew it was Sarah's, from the
distinctive texture.  I had noticed when Jill first disrobed in the living
room some hours earlier that her nipples are about the same size as
Sarah's, but are much smoother.

As the breast was removed from my mouth, the nipple making a popping sound
as it squeezed between my lips, I said, "It's Mistress Sarah," secure in my
answer.

"Very good, pet, you're right," said Sarah.  "That's one right for you.
Okay, open up again."

I did as she said, and this time was greeted with a finger in my mouth.  As
I closed my mouth, I could taste that it was a finger that had been placed
into one of the women's pussies, for it was covered in the sticky wetness
that signaled where it had just been.  It was quite wet and pungent, so my
first thought was that it must have been Jill's.  Given the mind-blowing
orgasm I had just given her, I thought that her pussy would have been much
more aroused and secreting much more wetness than was Sarah's.

I was about to say, "It's Jill," when I quickly caught myself.  What if
they had fooled me by dipping Sarah's finger into Jill's pussy, I thought.
I ran my tongue around the finger, checking for any jewelry, but didn't
find anyway.  I then concentrated on the fingernail, trying to figure out
if I could sense a difference from that.  But hard as I tried, I could not
remember whether Jill had long nails or short nails, or whether they were
tapered or more squared off.  With all the time I had spent so close to her
body, I had not taken notice of her fingers.

At that point I decided I had no choice but to guess, and remembering some
advice given to me by a high school teacher, decided to stick with my first
reaction.  "It's Jill's finger, Mistress Sarah," I finally said.

I heard a clap, and Sarah said, "Well done, subbie.  You're right again,
that's two for you."  I allowed myself a slight smile, now feeling that I
was on the path toward an orgasm through the pleasure of these two women.

"Okay, here's number three," Sarah said.  I opened my mouth in anticipation
again, but it was left hanging open.  Instead, I felt something stroking up
and down my erect cock, which by this point needed no further stimulation.
It kept stroking up and down, but it didn't feel like fingers.

Sarah said, "Better answer soon, Bob.  I can see from your reaction that
you're enjoying this, and I wouldn't want to see you come right in the
middle of the test.  That would be very, very bad."

I replied, "Yes Mistress," and tried to concentrate on what I felt.  I
realized finally that it wasn't fingers, but somebody's toes that I was
feeling stroking up and down my shaft.  If I had taken very little notice
of Jill's fingers, I had discerned even less about her toes.  On this one I
had no choice but to guess and hope for the best.

As I was thinking about this, Sarah started humming the theme song from the
Jeopardy show, and then giggled. "C'mon Bob, what's your answer?", and then
the stroking stopped.

"It's Mistress Sarah," I guessed, hoping that I was right and bringing the
test to an end.

"Oh, I'm sorry, Bob, but you're wrong.  It was Jill's toes," Sarah said.
"That's two right, and one wrong.  Let's move on to number four."

I felt more shifting on the bed, and then felt something rubbing against my
left ass cheek.  I realized right away it was one of the women's pussies,
and again, the amount of wet, sticky secretions that were being spread all
over my ass made me think it must have been Jill.  But before blurting out
the answer, I hesitated for a second.  I knew that all of this domination
was a great turn on for Sarah, so she would have been quite wet herself.  I
tried to concentrate as the pussy rubbed up and down my ass, but it was
getting harder and harder to focus on that as I continued to feel the
sensations of the vibrator in the same area of my body.  Both women were
shaved, and were around the same size, so it was difficult to tell them
apart.

Since it worked before, I decided once again to go with my first reaction.
"It's Jill, Mistress Sarah," I said.

"Wrong again, Bob, said Sarah. "It was your dear wife and Mistress, and I'm
so disappointed that you couldn't tell our pussies apart.  Tsk, tsk, what
kind of a good submissive are you when you can't even tell your own
Mistress's pussy?"

I said meekly, "Sorry, Mistress," and kept my fingers crossed that the last
question would allow me a more definitive sense of which woman it was.

Sarah said, "Guess it's going to come down to this last one, huh pet?
Well, here it goes, good luck.  I want you to stick your little subbie
tongue out as far as it can go."

I did as she commanded, waiting nervously for the final question of the
test.  I so badly wanted to be able to have sex with these two women, and
yet I knew that Sarah would stick with the rules.  We had played games like
this before, and no matter how hard I begged, if I didn't pass the "test,"
I would not be given my reward.

I again felt movement around the bed, and then had the sensation of
something approaching the front of my face.  Just as I smelled the musky
scent, I felt a woman's ass being placed against my tongue, and pressed
back against my face.  My tongue was lodged right on the pucker of the
woman's asshole, and I began to move it around to try to figure out which
of those two beautiful asses I was tasting.

I rolled my tongue around the pucker, stuck it in, and then moved it around
the region surrounding the asshole.  I did this a few times, and knew that
I had the right answer.  It was all so familiar -- the feel, the scent, the
taste -- that I knew it had to have been Sarah.  I pulled my head back a
few inches and confidently answered, "It is your lovely ass, Mistress
Sarah, that I have been allowed to taste."

For a few seconds, there was no answer.  A bit of doubt crept into my mind,
but I thought that Sarah was just playing with me.  And then the answer
came.

"Sorry, Bob, you're wrong again," Sarah said. "It was Jill's ass, and I am
EXTREMELY disappointed that you don't even know your own Mistress's ass,
that ass that I have allowed you to worship so many times.  You have failed
your test as a good submissive, and your penalty, as you know, is that you
will be forced to come on your own."

I was shocked, and crestfallen.  I was so sure that it was Sarah, and yet I
was wrong.  I had been looking forward so much to being able to have sex
with these two beautiful women, and now I was not only going to be denied
that pleasure, I was going to be forced to humiliate myself by masturbating
in front of them.

"Okay, pet, you know the routine.  Stick out your hand," Sarah said.  "And
Jill, come on over here so you can get a good view of the little submissive
boy touching himself."  I felt Jill move around the bed, and I put my hand
out as Sarah had commanded.

I felt some lube drip into the palm of my outstretched hand.  As I started
to close it so as not to spill it, I felt a hand removing the blindfold
from my head.  It was Sarah's, and she said to me, "I want you to be able
to see your humiliation, pet.  I want you to see the two of us watching you
as you whack yourself off with your pitiful little hand.  Here will be
these two beautiful women, right within your reach, but you instead will be
touching your little cock until it spurts."

I was unprepared for this.  Upon failing the test, I had taken solace in
the fact that at least I was blindfolded, and I wouldn't have to see them
as I touched myself.  But now I would have to see their faces, their
smiles, knowing how they were enjoying my shame.

"Go ahead, get started, and make sure you keep looking at both of us,"
Sarah commanded.  I braced myself on my one arm, and gently began stroking
my cock with my other hand.  Jill and Sarah were both right in front of me,
where I could not avoid their piercing stares as my hand moved up and down
my shaft.

As humiliated as I was, I tried not to let the sensations get to me, but I
was fighting a losing battle.  I was already in a high state of arousal,
spurred on by the vibrator in my ass that had been working there for half
an hour or so already.  I quickly was approaching the point where I was
craving the release of the orgasm and the wonderful feeling that it would
bring to my entire body.

As I continued to stroke up and down, I felt as if I was on the brink, so I
said to Sarah, "Please Mistress, may I come?"

She replied, "Yes, my little submissive pet, you may come for your
Mistress."

It only took a few more strokes before I started spurting, having reached
the orgasm that had been denied me all night.  I continued to stroke,
gasping for air, as the orgasm wracked my body, heightened by the sensation
of the butt plug filling my ass and vibrating away.  Finally, I collapsed
on the bed, unable to support my own weight on my one arm, and closed my
eyes as I attempted to catch my breath.

I felt a hand stroking my head and the back of my neck, and Sarah's soft
voice filled my ears.  "That's a good little boy, you did just what your
Mistress ordered, didn't you?  You're so good at following your Mistress's
orders."  I felt the vibrator in my ass turned off, and felt the butt plug
slowly twisted and pulled out of my ass.

I opened my eyes, and saw Sarah lying down next to me, followed by Jill on
the other side.  The two women laid their arms over my back, and snuggled
up next to me.  Within minutes we were all asleep, and I'm sure the two
women were enjoying the same types of dreams that filled my head.

The next morning, as sunlight filled the windows of Jill's bedroom through
the big picture window, we awoke amid a tangle of arms, legs, and torsos.
We straggled into the shower, and spent half an hour scrubbing each other's
bodies with soap, and shampooing each other's hair.  After toweling off,
Jill grabbed some clothes for herself while Sarah and I headed downstairs
to retrieve ours from last night.

Jill came down, and prepared a wonderful breakfast for the three of us.  As
we chatted away at the breakfast table, I said to Sarah, "I'm so upset that
I failed that test," and laughed.  "I was so sure on that last one that I
had it correct, that it was your ass I was enjoying.  I must have been so
distracted by everything that was going on that I just spaced out.  I can't
believe it was Jill's ass."

A devilish grin crossed Sarah's face, and she turned toward Jill.  As I
looked at Jill, I noticed exactly the same look on her face.  The two of
them turned toward me.

"What?" I asked.  "Why are the two of you looking like the cats that
swallowed the canaries?"

It was Jill that spoke up first. "Welllll," she said, dragging out the
word, "we hate to tell you this Bob, but you were right.  It wasn't my ass
you were tasting, it was Sarah's!"  With this, the two of them burst out
laughing.

I spoke out with mock horror in my voice.  "You mean you two lied to me,
just to make me fail the test?"

The two of them could barely get the words out they were laughing so hard.
"Yes, sweetie, we cheated, but it wasn't so awful, was it?" Sarah said.

I couldn't do anything but laugh myself.  "No," I said, "I've experienced
worse, I guess.  But I'm going to get back at the two of you."

Sarah replied, "Oh, we'll see about that.  Don't forget who your Mistress
is, now," as she lightly patted me on the head.

Sarah then turned to Jill and said, "And I've got something to say to you,
my other little pet.  That was the first time you've ever done anything
like that, wasn't it sweetie?"

Jill, who had still been laughing at my embarrassment over how I was duped,
dropped her fork, and said, "My god, how did you know?"

Sarah smiled, and said, "Even though you said you had had experiences with
submission before, I could tell from your reactions it was your first time
actually acting out your urges.  I remember what Bob was like when we first
began engaging in D/s, that I can tell when somebody is a newbie.  It's
nothing to be ashamed of my pet, everybody has to start somewhere."

Jill just shook her head, as a smile returned to her face.  She looked at
me, and flashed me an even bigger smile.  Then she turned back to Sarah and
said, "Well, I hope I get to experience it many more times with the two of
you."

Sarah laughed, and said, "Oh, I know there will be plenty of opportunity
for that.  And maybe Bob will even get another shot at that test!"


The End