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I shuddered, the feeling of being dominated back by Brenda after dominating Vi sent me swooning. I pulled off of the dildo carefully, feeling my body adjust to the lack of the huge piece stretching me out. "Yes, mistress, I'm sorry I stayed on your cock too long." I said, my tone now hushed and scared, a contrast that I hope Brenda and Vi found delicious. Brenda spanked me hard again, giving me a tremendous thrill. "You should know what I want you to do before I have to fucking ask, Wendy."

Brenda was turning it up hard. I spent so much of my life being told how sweet and nice of a person I was, and how kind I was to everyone around me, so when Brenda dominated me, I loved that she took the gloves off completely, because it let me experience that kind of aggression and venom in a safe space, but could still give me such a contrast to what I was used to. I was fine being a sweetheart in my normal life, but I utterly melted when Brenda called me the filthiest names she could concur.

Vi was looking at me with rapt attention. Her big green-blue eyes were watching me. She looked excited, and we were just getting started with the day. "Are you OK, Wendy?" She said .

"She's fine, don't even fucking wonder how she's doing, Vi. She's my slut and I'll keep track of her."

I looked at Vi with a conspiratorial eyebrow raise. We were both under Brenda's thumb now, supplicants to her whims.

"Oh my god, Wend. You are so fucking embarrassing. Look how messy you left this dildo." Brenda said, holding the base of the dildo, which was covered in a mixture of my juices, lube, and a few milky strands of my cum.

"I'm sorry, mistress…I'm a little slut who can't control herself." I said, casting my gaze downward, really playing up the pitifulness.

"I don't want excuses, Wendy. I want it cleaned. Have your little slut toy do it, or you do it, I don't care, just get it finished."

I nodded and kissed my wife. "Yes mistress. Thank you. I'm sorry." I kissed her deeply, sucking her lip and breathing hard.

Brenda grabbed my chin. "I don't want sorry. I want results. So do it." She pushed my face away roughly, and my mind reeled at how much I loved when my wife got aggressive with me.

I turned back to Vi, grabbing the base of the dildo and smirking at her. “If I'm Brenda's slut, you're still my slut, Vi, so you know I will not humiliate myself by sucking a fake cock. But you're probably so nasty that you'll do it, won't you?" I held the dildo at the base, the liquid gathering around my fingers. "Suck it, lick it, do whatever you need to do."

"Yes, mistress." Vi took the dildo in her hand and pressed it against her mouth. Her lips parted, and she looked up to me as she opened wider and took it into her mouth, sucking the fake cock clean of the juices.

"Look at her, Brenda…she tells us she's never been with a guy before, never sucked cock before…I think she's lying to us." I said. "I think this slut's been a bigger cocksucker than she's told us. Don't you agree?"

Vi pulled the dildo out of her mouth, still looking at me. "I haven't, Mistress Wendy…Mistress Brenda…I've just watched a lot of porn." Vi smiled.

"You've been a good enough girl that I'm going to believe you for now, Vi, but we'll come back to this later and get the proper answer out of you." Brenda cooed. Seeing her dominate Vi with the intensity she usually reserved for me was unbelievable. "But right now, you need to get every bit of Wendy's cum off of that thing, I don't care if it chokes you to do it." Brenda smiled a twisted smile.

"I'll try my best, mistress…" Vi looked back at me with an excited look and began to clean off the dildo.

I smiled. "Look at her, mistress…so eager to be our slut. She said she's going to try…are we OK with little sluts just trying and not promising to finish the job even if it destroys them?"

"You don't try anything with me, Vi. You do it for me. You need to remember that." Brenda said, watching Vi suck her fake cock. I saw her legs spread a little, and she stroked Vi's face, then pushed her hair away from her forehead. "Don't let one bit of this cock go uncleaned. I'll tell you when you're done."

Vi continued sucking it, taking more and more of it down her throat with each stroke. Brenda turned her face toward me and looked me right in the eye. "Kiss me, baby." I moved toward Brenda and kissed her deep and hard, our mouths open wide and tongues exploring. Brenda whispered, just loud enough for me to hear, the intense domme disappearing for a second, "Thank you so much, baby…this is beyond even my wildest fantasies."

"You're welcome…" I kissed my wife gently, sharing a tender moment amidst the intensity of the domination.

"I…I'm done, mistress." Vi said in a small voice. She sat up on her knees and wiped her lip and chin.

"Are you sure?" I said, rocketing back into domme mode. "Vi, you do not want to be wrong about this. I can't protect you from Brenda if you fucked this up."

"Yes, mistress, I'm sure." Vi held up the dildo, showing us the shimmering, glistening, pristine shaft, not a trace of our lovemaking left on it.

"Inspect it, Wendy. If she left anything behind, I'll make you pay twice as much as I make her pay for it." Brenda gave me a slight wink, but I knew she would gleefully dish it out to me if she wanted to.

I held the dildo carefully in my fingers and brought it up to my mouth, smelling it and tasting it. "Hmmm. It does taste good." I ran my fingers around the head. "It tastes more like Vi's mouth than my pussy, so…" I sucked the dildo into my mouth a little. For being a lesbian, Brenda loved watching me suck the dildo like I was giving head to a guy. I had no real experience with it, but like Vi, I'd watched enough porn to pick up some technique.

I let the head of the dildo push into the back of my throat, not quite gagging on it, but I knew I wasn't going to be winning any deep-throating contests anytime soon. I knew Brenda wanted to see the eye-watering, gagging deepthroating that the girls in porn seemed to do without issue, but she was also realistic about it, so I knew she wouldn't domme me about not being able to do it.

"Good girl, Wendy…I'm so…I might even say I'm almost happy to have two obedient sluts in my bed, but I don't want you two to think I have a soft side." Brenda rubbed my thigh in the reassuring way she did, silently telling me that the soft side of her was beyond elated.

I let the dildo out of my mouth with an audible pop. "No soft sides with this one, Vi."

"I didn't expect one…" Vi said, her eyes dreamy. She was falling for me hard, and I couldn't blame her.

"Wendy, please take off my harness. It has served its purpose and now it's annoying. Get it off of me, now." Brenda said.

"Yes mistress." I said, undoing the snaps of the black harness on Brenda's thighs and hips. I pulled the straps under my wife's ass, carefully taking the harness off her. I knew if she felt any of the wetness of the dildo against her skin, she'd spank me. I considered doing it 'accidentally' just to let it happen, but I decided to be a good girl.

I took the strap-on and harness in my hand and held it out toward Vi. "Vi, please go put this in the sink in our bathroom. You did the sexy, pleasurable cleaning of it already, but I'll also expect you to do the actual cleaning of it later. Take the dildo out of the harness and rinse it. Put the harness on the counter next to it, folded neatly so we can wash it later. Do not cut any corners or rush it." I said.

Vi nodded, "Of course." She took the harness and walked toward the bathroom, a little extra sway in her step. I loved watching her ass as she walked away from me.

Alone with my wife, Vi out of earshot, I turned to her. "That was…incredible." I said, stars in my eyes.

Brenda cocked an eyebrow at me. My sweet wife hadn't returned yet. "Don't talk to me like that. What the fuck do you think you're doing? Do you not even realize that you didn't make me come yet?"

"Yes, I…I know that, I just…I just…"

Brenda grabbed the back of my neck. I gasped. I knew the sweet, happy moment with her was over and we had reentered the realm of the dominant and the sub. "You didn't get all wrapped up in that other little slut's pussy that you forgot about your mistress's, did you, Wendy?"

In truth, I sort of had, and I felt terrible about it. This was all still part of the act, but I could tell there was at least the slightest shade of jealousy and anger in my wife's voice.

"No, no, mistress…Vi and I were just…we were just planning on saving the best for last. I'm so sorry." I said. I made a mental note to genuinely apologize to Brenda later, as I didn't want this faux pas to prevent further play sessions between the three of us.

"Your little fucktoy isn't allowed to apologize, do you think you're allowed to apologize?" Brenda said.

"No…I'm so sorry mistress. Please punish me. Punish me for le tting my focus slip." I said, feeling my body getting into it as the dominant persona returned to me. "Punish me for being a terrible wife."

"Yellow light…hey, hon, I'm not really mad." Brenda said, smiling.

"I…ok, I do feel bad that we didn't…"

"It's fine, you were lost in the moment. I would really love it if you and Vi would get me off, though. It was so nice to watch you two lose it, so it's not going to take much." Brenda smiled.

"Of course…" I smirked. "Green light?"

"Green fucking light…go tell Vi about your little loss of focus and get back here to worship the pussy of your mistress." Brenda snarled.