I love being humiliated pt 12
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I didn’t know what to do. I was frozen in anticipation. I began to shake. Hannah would be back any second. This wasn’t cheating, right? It’s not like I had initiated and done anything to provoke Mia. She introduced this layer of promiscuity on her own.
What was I supposed to tell Hannah? Her friend made a pass at me? Either she would believe me, or she wouldn’t. It wouldn’t matter, she would likely be irate at one of us. Mia retreated to her part of the table in the booth. I was on edge. Out of the corner of my eye, I could see my Hannah returning from the restroom.
Hannah retook her seat at the table. Mia joked that she was a good girl and it must have been a solid piss. Mia was always rubbing people in a humorous manner. I tried to chuckle a little, but I was both nervous and a little too horny for my own good. I was trying my best to stay present for the conversation between the three of us. It was an impossible task.
I was trying to understand what fantasy Mia had meant? What this a test she conjured up between her and Hannah. Was she trying to get me to actually make a return pass at her? Did she really want to sleep with me? I couldn’t tell. I couldn’t help but think of the freaky fantasies Mia could make come true for me had I let them. But I have to stop thinking of this. I belong to Hannah.
Hannah is my keyholder, girlfriend, and woman I trust the most. I couldn’t betray her like this. Especially not with one of her own best friends. I couldn’t stomach the thought of Hannah being touched by one of my friends. I would be devastated. My cock though was sending me some different signals. I tried my hardest to not think of Mia’s adorable clown goth makeup with the microbangs. A cute and slightly chubby body made her all the more attractive to me.
My cock was really wanting me to look down at Mia’s body that I still had in my head from the picture. That’s when I started to disassociate at the table. I started to trace every inch of Mia’s petite and full body. Those tits. Mmhmhmmnn.
I had the maximum erectile stimulation my chastity cage would allow for. I’m sure I was a leaky mess. I’m a suggestible bitch.
Everything was perfect about Mia’s tits. The perkiness. The slightly outwardly facing nipples. The largest areolas. The cute and pointy nipples. The tight white miniskirt on top of her stockings. The Doc Martens she was wearing. I so badly wanted to be under her heels. My cock is hers.
“Hey, where you at?” Hannah chuckled and was clearly talking to me. I shook my head a little and snapped back into the conversation. “What are you thinking about?” Mia was poking at me. She loved to add to the embarrassment. “What do you think baby? Should I do a boudoir shoot for you?” I was jolted fully back into the conversation I must have missed.
I tried to look at Mia for some context clues. She just returned a sny look. Oh my god. My cock wants to be stepped on by her. No! Lock in to this conversation. Fuck?! “Ummmmm….., yeah honey. You want to do that?” “Well, yeah! I’ve been so jealous of the people being photographed. I mean, I want to feel empowered too! And besides, don’t you want that?” Hannah was giving a playful look at me. “Oh, of course.” I was still stammering a little.
Hannah looked at me a bit confused but decided to carry the conversation on with Mia. The rest of the conversation turned into more boring and mundane stuff. All of which was great by me. I needed some distraction to cool my cock stimulation down. I was still sweaty from contracting my muscles and clenching my jaw all night.
The rest of the night is less awkward than that. Hannah and I were now in the car driving home together. Hannah seemed pleased with herself. Giddy even. “Awww baby. I’m so excited. My first boudoir shoot. Aren’t you excited?” I was excited. But also a bit nervous because of the situation at dinner. I still felt a shadow hand of Mia touching on my cock. And the faintest tingling sensible on my ear cartilage which Mia had nibbled on.
We talked it over and were excited for the shoot. We got home and began to do our night routine. Nothing was out of the ordinary. However, after showering and brushing my teeth, I started to head to bed. Hannah was still in the bathroom removing her makeup. I see a received Snapchat from Mia!
I quickly grabbed my phone and headed to my side of the bed. I made sure to tilt my phone away should Hannah come out of the bathroom. I opened the Snapchat from Mia. It was herself in the mirror fully clothed as she was dressed as dinner. However, she had typed out, “Want to play a little?” I was shook.
Should I tell Hannah right now? Should I screenshot this Snapchat from Mia and show Hannah? It would easily collude my story with what had taken place at dinner just an hour or so ago. I was so conflicted. I didn’t know what to do. But my cock sure had its opinion. I felt the cage squeeze me. I hadn’t had release in quite some time. Over two weeks in fact.
I was restless. In a nervous state, all I could muster was a quick return Snapchat of my face. All I could manage to say was, “How so?” I quickly hit send without a second thought. I brought the phone back down to my chest. I was breathing frequently. Hannah was still in the bathroom. I could tell she was about to step in the shower. And then it happened.
Mia replied. “You know how.” I saw the Mia I knew as just Hannah’s art friend in the reflection of her mirror. She was lying face down with her bare ass exposed. I was flustered. Mia was soooo hot. The pic had very dim lighting so it was mostly just a silhouette of Mia. But I could tell she was in really good shape albeit a bit chubby.
It didn’t help that I was rock hard. I felt the tip of my cock and drew back the inevitable string of cum. I wanted more. I quickly took a haphazard side angle of myself. “I don’t know how. Why are you hitting on me?” I quickly hit send and waited for her reply. It went from sent to read and opened and she immediately sent one back.
“Why, you don’t like it?” She had her tongue sticking out from a front angle downward shot exposed the top of her smooshed in breast against the bed. “No, I do. But Hannah????” I sent in reply. “Boy shut up. Let me see it. I know it’s caged.” I gulped.
Hannah was still in the shower. A quick pic won’t hurt nobody. I was really too horny to care. I lifted up the bed sheets. My god. It looks way smaller than what it wants to be. I quickly snapped the photo and hit send. I was anxiously hoping for a full nude in return. She opened it.
I waited a minute. No two minutes. I was getting more and more anxious. The regret set in. I was ashamed. Hannah is my girlfriend. Not Mia. It wasn’t my fault though. I had been caged nearly three weeks. It was criminal. I finally got a response. I was terrified. Mia knows what type of person I am. Worse, I’m cheating on Hannah.
I love being humiliated pt 13
Mia finally replied. I opened it. “Hahahahah. Oh my god. It’s so small! No wonder Hannah keeps you caged!” She was making fun of me. I would have taken it far worse it wasn’t for her cheeky smile. She was teasing me but in an endearing way. Then I see it. A screenshot notification. I was furious. The betrayal had sunk its teeth in my heart.
The regret had set in. The power was all in Mia’s hands. The drop in my stomach had been an alarm bell that I had let my horniness get the best of me. “Please delete it.” I didn’t even care to take a good pic of myself. “Why? You afraid someone might find out. Like Hannah lol?” She wouldn’t. “Yes, exactly. I don’t know what I was thinking.” She hesitates in sending her reply. Finally it comes.
“I don’t think I will. You’re mine now!” I was irate at this point. Hannah would soon be coming to bed at any moment as she had finished brushing her teeth after her shower. “Please. I beg of you!” “Okay…….we’ll have to see about that. But first……”
But first what was my initial thought. What could she possible be wanting from me? I realized my mistake of not fessing up to Hannah immediately after dinner. Mia was bad news. And my locked cock could have just ruined my relationship with Hannah. Two years would be down the drain. We were so close to our second anniversary. And all because I couldn’t control my sexual impulses.
If Hannah found out, she would surely break up with me. Not even to mention the fact that she could spread all sorts of rumors about me just like that. But I have to acknowledge the power Mia has at this point. Right this moment. There was no turning back now. There was no possible way to unsend that pic. Or explain it away if I was to be interrogated later.
Another notification pops up from Mia. I was about to open it but then Hannah came into the room and was crawling into bed. She threw the covers up over herself and slid herself next to me. She gives me a loving kiss on the cheek and pulls out her phone to scroll through some social media. I don’t think much of it. I have to see what Mia is saying.
I lean over with my phone away from Hannah’s eyesight showing the back to her so I could quickly sneak a glance at what Mia had just sent. It was a good thing I did. It took everything in me not to jump at Mia’s message. I was greeted with Mia’s luscious tits. She put the text box right over them. “You’re going to do what I say because….. I know you want me.” I could hardly focus on the words. Mia’s nipples went up and away from the base. They were so milky and soft looking.
It’s true. I did want Mia. My cock wanted some release. I was doing gymnastics in my head so as to justify to myself that I wasn’t currently cheating on Hannah in her very bed. “Okay. But why? What will you do?” I didn’t even take a response picture so as to not alert Hannah. Mia responded in the same text only fashion. “Or else I’ll tell Hannah!” I swallowed hard.
“But you hit on me first?” “So?” I had a feeling Mia was laughing to herself. She was like that. “Well, what do I have to do to get you to delete that screenshot?” “Hmmmmm.” I anticipated some humiliation thing. “Well, first things first. You are my slave and will refer to yourself as such.” I winced. I wondered what else was next. “And you will call me master!”
“Great. Is that all master?” I said this very sarcastically in my head. “Of course not slave.” Sometime went by. I didn’t know what else to type out at this point. Hannah was enamored with TikTok luckily so she didn’t notice this exchange of messages between Mia and myself. She couldn’t find out. Mia then sent another message.
I opened it. I would have gasped if it weren’t for Hannah lying right next to me. She sent me a standing up full frontal nude of herself. The frontal including her beautiful tits but also her little labia covered by a partially trimmed triangle bush. Of course she wouldn’t shave entirely. It wasn’t Mia. It was so hot. I couldn’t resist her charm. I was desperate for her approval.
“Look, I don’t want to do this. You know I’m with Hannah.” I was still typing in chat. “Shut up slave! And from now on, you will send pictures of yourself so master can see you. You will do as I say! Now, go take a picture of yourself in the bathroom. Go!”
I got up from bed and excused myself to the bathroom. Hannah hadn’t seemed to think anything of it. She was yawning and about to go to sleep.
I quickly snapped Mia a selfie of my body in the mirror in my black underwear. “Not good enough slave! I wanna see you naked.” “What if I don’t want to?” I didn’t want to fight about this really. I just wanted the stress of this to disappear. I thought about just telling Hannah everything. But at the same time, I couldn’t trust that she wouldn’t take Mia’s word considering I had sent her that photo of my cage willingly. What else could she say I have done?
“Then I’ll expose you! To Hannah and to my friends! And your friends too!” “How much can I pay you to delete that?” “I don’t want money slave. Master wants the slave to show himself for her!” I deliberated on the toilet for about a minute. Could there be an end in sight for me? “Can you give me your word you will delete this screenshot if I do this?” “Yes, but I want you to finger yourself in the picture!”
“What! That’s outrageous!” “Well, then I guess the deal is off.” I sighed. “No, fine I’ll do it. Just give me a second.” I had no proof that she was going to delete this picture I was about to send or the one from before. All I could do was trust her I thought. She probably just wants to see them as a power thing. She’ll get off and then leave me alone.
I found a little container of lube still on the bathroom counter. I dabbled a little on my forefinger. I gently massaged and spread the lube around my hole. Then, I slowly inserted. I snapped a quick picture of myself. It was me in my pink chastity cage from a side angle with a single finger in my ass. And now it was Mia’s. I hit send.
I saw the arrow go hollow. “Thank you slave! Exactly what I wanted.” “Will you delete the pics?” “Of course. After you send another!” Mia then sent a photo of herself. She had splayed her pussy lips open on the bed facing towards me. “You want more of that slave! Then submit!” “Yes master! Anything!”
I didn’t want to send another picture. But I was super horny. I had many flashes of burying my face between Mia’s lips and rubbing my nose on her bush. I wondered so badly what it would smell like. She was beautiful. I bet it would smell sweet like hair conditioner. “What kind of picture do you want master?”
“I want a quick video. And slave, I want it to be of you licking the toilet seat! And then, I want you to describe it too!” “Yes master!” Shortly after typing that out, I bent over to the toilet. I held up the camera out and away from myself. I slid my tongue along the plastic. I even instinctively released my tongue off of it in a suggestive manner. I hoped Mia would appreciate this as I am hers.
I sent the video along with a description. “It was plastic tasting and still warm master.” I hit send. Mia responded in kind. “Well since you’ve been a good slave. Tell master, did you enjoy the warmth of Hannah?” I shuddered. She was putting my horniness at odds with my guilt. “I did master.” “I bet you’re a dirty boy! I know you want more! You want a taste, don’t you slave? You want a taste of master?” I closed my eyes and dreamed of running my tongue along Mia’s wet pussy. “Yes master, I do!”
I love being humiliated pt 14
Mia send back another Snapchat. This time of her nude backside standing in front of her bedroom mirror. The caption was, “God. You’re so pathetic! I can see why Hannah loves you. You’re such a good little subby!” I was tingling with glee. I loved the psychological element of being under Mia’s command.
I shot back a snap with a mirror pic of me holdings my heavy balls up in the mirror with the caption “You make it hard to be in this cage master!” I had completely forgotten myself and my relationship loyalty to Hannah. I was lured in by Mia’s charm and artsy style. Not to mention her beautiful and silky smooth looking backside. Mia replied.
“I bet you wish it was my warmth on that toilet seat, don’t you?” I couldn’t help myself. “Yes, master. I would love that!” In response, Mia sent me a picture of her asshole. Her very tight and bleached asshole! I so badly wanted to rim her. I would be her ass slave a thousand times over! “Thank you master.”
“You’re welcome. Now go to bed. I’ll see you soon enough.” I was a bit floored by the sudden discontinuation of our interaction. But alas, all good things come to an end. Except this was a bad thing. A very bad thing. When I returned to the bedroom, Hannah had turned in for the night. I was left standing there with the feeling of tiny tears welling up.
How could I cheat on Hannah? I mean sure it wasn’t physical minus Mia touching my cock over the pants on her own volition. It was just embarrassing. Like on a real level and not a sexual level to be so callous in my decision making. Like yeah, obviously Mia is attractive but I’m with Hannah who is attractive as well. There’s no such thing as upgrading genuinely. Either you’re with the person you’re with or you aren’t. Easy as.
As I wiped the silent tears I crawled into bed. I debated endlessly whether or not to tell Hannah. I can’t believe it had come to this. I started to disassociate. At some point I fell asleep. I hadn’t thought much of it in the morning as much of the heightened emotion from the night before was gone. It was just empty. I didn’t feel anything about Mia. Nor did I think she did either.
Later that week, I accompanied Hannah to her boudoir shoot with Mia. At dinner earlier that week, Mia had insisted upon Hannah doing a shoot with her. It was empowering and would make Hannah feel sexy as hell according to Mia. I concurred at the time. We got to the industrial studio loft. We waited in the foyer. Hannah was really excited. Me less so all things considered.
As Mia greeted us she gave us both hugs. Till seeing her in person, I didn’t much think of this meeting. However, in person, it was weird. At least for me. I mean, was I supposed to pretend that everything that happened a couple nights prior was just for nothing? Or that it didn’t happen at all? I was so confused. I gave Mia a halfhearted side hug. It was perplexing. But then I felt Mia and it was a quick rekindling of some of the emotions from a couple nights prior.
It didn’t help that now I have been without release for nearly a month. So at this point, I didn’t even need stimulation to be horny. It would take total dedication to a single task for me not to be horny. It was a lot. And I was barely managing. So when I felt the soft squish of Mia’s tits against my side, I obviously became aroused. Luckily for me, my cage would obfuscate any obvious boner I would otherwise have in front of Hannah.
It was embarrassing to me at least. To me so easily persuaded by a woman’s touch. At this point, any glance in my direction and I would turn to pudding. So it was actually for the best when Mia said I could wait behind the curtain for the photoshoot. It’s not that I couldn’t watch per se, but she said I owed in to Hannah to truly embrace her most feminine and fierce self. Whatever that means.
I didn’t want to look Mia in the eyes anyways. I could barely look Hannah in the eyes after what I’ve done. In a weird way, it felt like not cheating since nothing truly physical happened. However, looking at it from an emotional standpoint, I had clearly betrayed Hannah’s trust. I was both devastated and ridden with guilt. Was I ever going to tell her?
As I was sitting in a chair outside the curtain, I hear a certain door close. I could still faintly her both Mia and Hannah talking. Would Mia say anything? This was my first thought. But then I was able to easily counter this distressing thought with the fact that she would be telling on herself if this came to light. She had no reason to share the details of our interaction. Or did she?
I could overhear Hannah and Mia in the back laughing. They clearly were having a good time discussing who knows. This continued on for another few minutes. Then Mia finally popped out. “Oh, you’re still here! If you want, we’re going to be a while. You can go down the street to a bar or something if you want while you wait. You’re welcome to say here. It just might take a minute.” “No problem.” That was all I had to say at the moment.
I stood up. I was about to leave. However, as I was turning to go, Mia had turned back but the curtain was agape just enough for me to see Hannah in her lingerie. It was a dark forest green and black head to toe set including stockings, garter, crotchless panties, push-up bra, collar, and burlesque style mask. She was beautiful. I was turned on. I decided to stay a bit longer.
I could hear them rearranging some stuff. I hear the technical sound of photography and professional equipment stands being adjusted. “Like this?” I hear from Hannah. “Yeah, a little more like that….. Perfect!” I heard the sound of several camera shoots and saw the outwardly flashes. I was anticipating how exciting it would be to have the copies of these photos. And better yet, the intention was that they were also for me in addition to Hannah’s wants.
Several more minutes go by and several more flashes. It’s a mirage diluted with Mia’s commands and Hannah’s responses to the preferred adjustments. I don’t pay much mind until there is a bit of silence. A long pause where I hear no commands or responses. No camera flashes are being reflected. Just silence. Mia breaks the silence. “Hannah, you’re just…….so beautiful!” There is a bit of a lull here. “No…… stop it. You are girly!” Hannah’s voice was in falsetto as she said that. Perhaps she was nervous? “Yeah, but I mean, you’re stunning. Like, oh my god! I wish I had your size. Like you’re tall, and beautiful!” I was curious as to why Mia was divulging all this.
I heard a shuffling of footsteps. At this point, I had to know what was going on. I decided to peek behind the curtain tactfully. I couldn’t resist. I saw Mia had gotten face to face with Hannah. “I have to ask, what is your biggest fantasy?” I could see Hannah looked a bit perplexed. “Oooo, well…… I generally like being submissive if that’s what you mean.” Hannah giggle a bit after saying that.” “Oh! That’s interesting. I never could quite figure that out about you. I was always lost in your looks.” Mia talked in such a matter of fact way.
Hannah was visibly flustered. She finally found her voice. “Mia, I’ve always been meaning to ask you. Are these real?” She was gesturing towards Mia’s tits. I didn’t know why this was transpiring. All I know is that this felt organic. And I was lucky to be a fly on the wall. Unheard and unseen.
“Yeah, of course they’re natural. Do you want to feel them?” Holy shit. Whatever. I’m here for it. At this point, I am a gawking bystander and a fool. I am not here. Yet, I’m currently seeing Hannah reach her hands out and give Mia’s tits a huge caress. She caps it off with a squeeze. “Oh my god, I’m so jealous! They’re so perky!” “Yeah, they’re nice. Aren’t they?” Mia began caressing her own tits and pushing them up.
Not much was spoken after that. Hannah had already been sitting down while Mia was still standing. The distance had closed. Mia stepped one step until Hannah was at Mia’s belly button. The next thing I know, Mia grabs up Hannah’s hair. Hannah has that joyous submissive look in her eyes. Hannah proceeds to unhook Mia’s bra with ease. Mia with a handful of Hannah’s hair guides her to her breast. Hannah graciously begins to suckle. As the protruding nipple of Mia gets swallowed whole by Hannah’s soft and glossy lips, she lets a soft moan slip out.
I love being humiliated pt 15
This was so fucking hot! I couldn’t even be mad that Hannah was cheating on me with Mia. I know it’s seen as only hot from a lot of men’s perspectives but Hannah was bisexual. In this instance though, I also didn’t have a leg to stand on. That being all the Snapchats I exchanged with Mia from a couple of night before. Nor was it same sex cheating in my case. All I could do really was watch. And to think I wasn’t supposed to even be here at this moment!
Hannah continued to tenderly flick Mia’s nipple with her tongue. Both of Hannah’s hands were underneath Mia’s perky tits pushing them up and around in a soft but firm manner. She would interject with long nibbles of Mia’s perky nips to induce some soft moaning from Mia. Hannah looked up at Mia with baby eyes. She loves to be submissive.
Hannah’s hair was still being grabbed my Mia. Mia began to raise Hannah’s head until their faces met where their lips also decided to introduce themselves. They quickly began pushing their tongues together and started doing the tango. I was so jealous of Hannah being on the receiving end of Mia’s tongue.
Mia’s features could not go unnoticed. Her makeup was that of a dark and gothic variety. It could be described as exaggerated clown goth with her sporting heavy black eyeliner, dark eyeshadow, and black lipstick to match. All of which was canvassed on top of white face paint. The details of her jaw and upper cheek bones were so dutifully traced. I wish I was Hannah right now.
I began to slowly push on myself over the pants. My cage was growing tighter by the second. I couldn’t wait to see how this was going to play out. I really was hoping this was going to go farther. I bit down on my lip a little. Hannah and Mia continued their passionate kissing. Mia began to lick on Hannah’s neck. Then, just like the other night at the restaurant, she nibbled on her ear like she had done to me. Then, I couldn’t make out what it was, but I saw her whisper something into Hannah’s ear. Hannah slowly turned exactly to my direction. Our eyes met through the curtains!
She gasped audibly loud. Her hands went up to her mouth instantly. Mia slowly rolled her eyes up to my exact location. How did she know I was here still? I thought I had already given the indication that I had left them so they could continue on in their photoshoot. I must have bumped the curtain or something while I was straining for my own personal connection. I had given away my voyeur vantage point. Fuck.
Hannah stood there, frozen as a statue in her embarrassment. She didn’t know what to do. I was supposedly acting embarrassed I suppose. Mia beckoned me. “How about you come out here so we can get a better look at you!” I drew back the curtain to reveal my pathetic self. In my own embarrassment, I walked over to where they were.
Hannah began visibly shaking. “Honey…… I’m sorry. I’m so sorry! I… don’t know… what came over me! I just.. we just kissed a little…” Hannah’s stammering causing her to fumble over her words to cover herself. She was visibly upset and I could see some tears welling up in her eyes. This was cut off harshly by Mia’s voice. “Don’t be sorry sweetie! You have nothing to be sorry for. This man on the other hand…” “Mia!” She cut my cut off voraciously. “Shut up and sit down!” As she bellowed this, I quickly sat down.
This was going to end poorly for me I thought. I already knew Mia was going to out me. It was only a matter of time. I couldn’t afford Hannah knowing what I had done. That’s why I contained any negative reaction towards Hannah thus far.
“Your little bitch boy here himself hasn’t been innocent either!” I met Hannah’s gaze with a disappointed look on my face. I was done for. Mia turned around and grabbed her phone. “Here, look at this.” Hannah had a puzzled look on her face. She looked up at me before looking back down at the phone. She eventually took the phone in her own hands. “You motherfucker! You piece of fucking shit!”
Hannah was screaming at me. “How could you do this to me?!?!! Fucking piece of shit!” Mia let her be for a while before intervening. She tried to calm Hannah down. She was unsuccessful at first. Hannah looked at Mia. “And fuck you too! To think my own fucking friend could do this to me! Absolutely fuck both of you! God dammit!”
I didn’t think Hannah would ever calm down. Let alone forgive me. Sure, Hannah wasn’t innocent. But what she did didn’t seem nearly as bad in this moment. What have I done? I deserved this. But at the same time, how could I behave properly when I’ve been locked away all this time? It was nearly impossible. I didn’t really mean to cheat on Hannah.
Eventually, Mia was able to comfort Hannah by tightly hugging her. Hannah was initially rejecting her embrace. But then Mia apologized. She explained that she went too far. She admitted she had made the first move at the restaurant. And to not put the blame on me. Hannah directed a bit more anger towards Mia as a result. It took a lot of consoling and wiping of tears before Hannah’s energy was depleted. Eventually, she sat down next to me.
Over the next couple of minutes, I said my piece and explained that I still loved her. I didn’t mean anything for real. This wasn’t a good explanation or excuse. But then the conversation took a bit of a turn when Mia took on more than most of the blame. “Look y’all. This is my fault. You’re an amazing and beautiful couple and I don’t mean to break you guys up. I let my horniness get the best of me. Please don’t break up because of me. You guys deserve each other.”
This candid explanation was welcome since the tension in the room had previously been at an all time high. Anything but more fighting and yelling and crying was a welcome change in my mind. After sitting in silence for a bit, we were able to come to terms with our explanations and admittedly we all just were victims who succumbed to our primal brains. We wouldn’t let this get between us.
Then Mia’s intentions began to unravel themselves. “Look, I’m sorry. I don’t want to get in between but…. I’m just jealous of your dynamic. I mean, it’s just so hot. And you’re both so hot! Please. Can you understand where I’m coming from?” Hannah and I looked at each other. We eventually reached a mutual truce between the three of us. Then Mia directed her attention towards me.
“You were touching yourself to us kissing, weren’t you?” I reengaged eye contact with Mia. “I’ll admit…… it was kind of hot?” “You pervert!” Hannah cut me off. “But you were kissing her?” “Guys, let’s not fight. Let’s figure this out. Here, like this.” Mia reached out to Hannah’s cheek and turned it towards Mia. Mia had closed the distance and towered over Hannah. She guided and placed Hannah’s hand on her ass.
Mia turned towards me. “You stay right there! Slave!” Hannah turned at me in disgust. “I own you cuck! Now sit there and watch!” “Hahahahha, I love that you call that bitch cuck! That’s all his is, isn’t he?” Mia caught my eye and sneered at me menacingly. Hannah was about to reassert her dominance over me. And Mia over both of us!
Mia saw me just sitting on the couch. “Lay down,” she said. “And keep your tongue ready! As for you….” she commanded Hannah by pulling her hair. “You’re also going to be a tongue!” Mia stood up on the couch. “Take my panties off Hannah! With only your mouth…” Hannah did so graciously. I thought I was to be subjected to just watching. I was wrong.
Mia pulled her jeans and panties inside them and there them down on my stomach. She then turned around. She spread her ass cheeks for Hannah’s tongue. “You know what to do. Worship me!” And quietly, Hannah leaned in and began to lick Mia’s asshole! Mia released a small gasp as Hannah got to work. I was just simply there. Watching.
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