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Vi bit her lip and looked down. "Mistress…I don't think I can do it."

"Vi, this isn't a fucking negotiation. I didn't ask you if you wanted to eat my pussy and make me come in front of my wife. I told you to do it." I rasped.

I unzipped the corset, freeing my body from the latex prison, even though it felt really good. I grabbed the bottom of my breasts, teasing Brenda by running my nails under them, flicking at my hard nipples.

Vi was still looking down, but she was clearly fighting with something.

I grabbed her by the collar gently, dragging her toward me. "You need to stop acting like this is optional. I didn't invite you into our lives to watch me get eaten out and domme my wife. Did you think you'd skate by without having to eat my pussy any time I wanted it?"

Vi nodded, "I didn't…I don't know…"

I pulled the small zippers down on the sides of the latex panties I was wearing, loosening them enough that I could step out of them. Finally, for the first time today, I was naked, as naked as my wife and Vi.

"What's your problem, Vi? What is your fucking problem with eating my pussy?"

"OK…yellow light…I'm sorry, Wendy, I think you're doing this to make Brenda genuinely jealous of me, and…"

"Oh, babe…" I reached out, holding her. "Brenda wants this…she loves a little power reversal. Here." I stood up and walked over to Brenda on the bed. I unsnapped the ball gag and pulled it off of my wife's mouth. Brenda started laughing a little.

"Vi…it's totally fine. Wendy and I know how far we can push each other, and we may not have communicated that to you. I am not mad or jealous, I am so beyond turned on about all of this." Brenda said. She probably would have given Vi a reassuring pat on the back, but the handcuffs kind of limited that.

Vi smiled, the reality of the unreality we had created settling better in her mind. "OK, just…got in my head…I'm good."

"If you want to stop, we can stop. Today has been intense, on top of everything else from this weekend. Neither of us would be the tiniest bit upset if you wanted to call it a day.” I said, holding Vi close, trying to deemphasize the saliva-coated ball gag I was holding.

"No, I'm good. Green light." Vi said.

Before snapping back into it, I exchanged a glance with Brenda. Vi was working out beyond our wildest dreams, and we could barely contain ourselves.

"How the fuck did this ball gag get off of you, Brenda?" I said, resuming my role. "Vi, fix this." I handed her the ball gag. "And tighten the straps. Make her beg."

Vi looked over at my wife with a confident expression. "Open your mouth." Brenda's lips parted. Vi leaned in to fasten the straps.

"Won't it be so nice not to hear her complaining and begging about every single thing we do, Vi?" I said, sitting back down on the chair and spreading my legs.

"It'll be so nice to shut her little slut mouth up, Mistress" Vi tightened the ball gag around my wife's head. Brenda looked back at me and winked. She loved the attitude Vi was giving her.

"Good girl." I stroked the inside of my thigh, watching Vi take pride in herself.

Vi grabbed Brenda's nipples. "Look at how pathetic your wife looks, Mistress Wendy. Her tits out, looking like little pink rosebuds.”

"You can suck them, Vi. Might as well get some use out of them." I said.

"Mmm…they taste good…" Vi was clearly into her new power dynamic, licking Brenda's nipples and sucking the flesh into her mouth. She reached down, playing with Brenda's clit.

"Vi, if you touch Brenda's pussy for one more second I'm going to get the riding crop back out and slap your wrist so hard you won't be able to hold a fist for a week.” I said. There, of course, needed to be no question who the top domme in the room was.

Vi pulled her hand back and continued sucking Brenda's nipples. Hearing my wife moan through the rubber gag was delicious.

I put my fingers between my pussy lips, showing Brenda the glistening wetness there, "How does this make you feel, Brenda? Are you wishing you had the privilege of eating this, the way Vi is going to in a couple of minutes?" I played with myself, making sure Brenda saw every single fold of the pussy she adored so much.

"Mmmm…mmm…" Brenda was clearly trying to beg through her ball gag. I didn't respond. I just wanted to tease her.

I rubbed my pussy for a minute, not making any attempt to come. Vi lavished Brenda's tits in kisses and licks, leaving sloppy trails of saliva all over them .

"Vi, stop." I commanded.

She stood back from my wife's tits. Vi had a thin trail of saliva connecting her lips to my wife's nipple, which was now wet and shiny with her attention.

"You need to use your mouth for something actually useful, not licking a worthless sub’s tits." I said. I pushed my finger into my pussy, getting myself ready.

Vi kneeled in front of the chair and looked at me with her beautiful eyes. She licked her lips and bit the bottom one, excited about eating my cunt again. She leaned in.

"Brenda, if you even so much as blink or look away while Vi eats me better than you can, I will keep you in those handcuffs for a week."

Brenda nodded, still in the role of defiant bratty sub who I had overpowered, and now she had to watch her new, eager-to-please sub pleasure me better than she did.

"You are so good at eating pussy, Vi. Your little mouth is so nimble. I bet Brenda wishes you were down there between her legs licking her right now. Do you think she wants that, Vi?" I said.

Vi stopped eating my cunt for a second. "She does. And I wouldn't eat hers. I would let it sit there, neglected."

I could tell Vi was getting really into her role. "Good girl, good girl…" I stroked her hair. "You're never going to eat Brenda's begging pussy ever again, are you?"

"No, Mistress Wendy, you own my mouth. I would never stray." Vi said. "You taste better than her anyway."

I looked up at Brenda, who had clearly heard Vi and was gagging…literally…for more from her.

"Tell me all the ways my pussy is better than Brenda's, Vi. Please." I said.

"Yours is…better tasting…and…"

"Keep going…" I said, pulling Vi's face closer to my pussy, her tongue darting in and out, making my body ache with the need for pleasure.

"She has less pubic hair…and I like feeling my tongue slide along yours." Vi said, diving her tongue in further.

"Keep…fucking going…" I said, trying to mask the utter ecstasy Vi was putting me in. I could feel the heat of orgasm approaching me, and I was trying to delay it as long as possible.

"Yours is wetter, and I love hearing the sounds of it getting wetter and wetter the longer I lick it…Brenda isn't nearly as wet as your perfect little pink pussy, Mistress Wendy."

"Fucking hell, Vi…" I said. "That was so good…you are such a good little pussy eater, aren't you?"

"I am, Mistress, I want you to know how much I want you to use me. You own me. I am yours." Vi was getting excited herself, her body clearly getting aroused as she told me these things.

Brenda was moaning, straining against the gag now. I knew she was probably trying to make herself come, even if she couldn't touch herself. I wasn't going to stop her. I was so fucking nice.

"Do you want me to fuck your face, Vi?" I said.

Vi nodded, looking up at me with those perfect puppy dog eyes, "Please use my face, Mistress, it is your fucktoy."

"Good girl…" I grabbed the back of Vi's head and forced her face into me. I held it there, using her nose, her lips, her tongue as methods of stimulation. Vi wasn't giving me oral sex, I was literally using her face to get myself off.

"Oh fuck…Brenda, Vi is…she's a perfect slut…she's the fucking best…"

My orgasm started, small at first but then exploding through my body in powerful waves of pleasure. "Fuck, Vi, you're making me come…" I gasped.

I pulled her away from me, not wanting to overstimulate my pussy. "Good fucking girl." I said, letting out a satisfied breath. "You're the best…" I pulled Vi in for a kiss. She tasted like me and I loved it.

I looked over at Brenda, who was rocking her hips back and forth, doing her best to grind her pussy against the sheets. I smiled.

"Vi…please go over there and eat Brenda's pitiful pussy until she comes. She's going to ruin our sheets otherwise." I said, rolling Vi's head to the side on my thigh.

She nodded and stood up, turning her body to face Brenda's bound one, “Yes, Mistress…I will get to it immediately."

I got up and walked behind Vi. "Good girl. Eat my wife's begging pussy."

Vi got on the bed on her knees, getting close to Brenda.

"Do you like how my wife tastes?" I asked.

Vi leaned in and started eating out Brenda. My wife groaned in satisfaction.

"She's not nearly as good as you, Mistress Wendy, but can I admit she also tastes pretty amazing?" Vi said, licking at Brenda's pussy, giving her relief after a long night.

"Oh, honey…it's totally fine. It's your job to make Brenda come. Make her come right fucking now." I said. I didn't think Brenda had the energy to resist the orgasm for too much longer. "She got so turned on watching you eat me out that this is a little favor I'm doing for her. I'm using my little slut's mouth to give her desperate little pussy what it needs." I smiled at Brenda, the devil in my eyes.

"She's going to come, Mistress, her body is getting really close to orgasm…" Vi said. She pushed a finger into Brenda, and it only took a second of rubbing against the soft spot of Brenda's g-spot for her to come.

I heard something to the tune of "mmmmffffskwwwwww" before I saw exactly what Brenda was screaming into the ball gag. It took a lot to make Brenda squirt, but Vi had coaxed it out of her in seconds.

Brenda's whole body went rigid before it relaxed. The leg and arm restraints held her body in a way that didn't leave her with much leverage to get away from the feeling of Vi's tongue against her. The milky fluid trickled down Vi's chin as she ate my wife out a little more.

"Good fucking job, Vi, now pull back. Pull away from her, please." I said. Brenda would be getting a bit too overstimulated, and I wanted to see the rest of this. "Just watch her pussy calm down after what you did to it."

Vi watched, even though I knew it was taking every fiber in her being to not resume eating my wife's delicious pussy.

"Can you see it? She still has that girlcum pouring out of her for you. You did that to her, Vi." I said. I looked down at Vi. She looked up at me with that beautiful brown-eyed gaze and nodded, not daring to take her eyes off of Brenda.

I leaned in to kiss Vi. I didn't know what else to say. I trailed my finger along her chin, picking up some of Brenda's cum along with it. I licked the finger, tasting my wife's sweetness. I let a drop of it fall down to Vi's mouth and she licked it, eagerly wanting any part of Brenda that I could give her.

"Good girl…you are such a good fucking girl."

"I'm an obedient little slut for any woman who treats me as well as you two do." Vi said, her face beaming. I smiled and hugged her.

Brenda made a noise through her ball gag. She was looking down at her own pussy, her arms bound. She looked at me, making the begging expression I'd given her a thousand times, a combination of doe eyes and pouting lips…well, as much as she could pout with a purple rubber ball jabbed into her mouth.

"Vi, be a dear and get the keys to the restraints and free our poor Brenda." I stood up, assessing the bedroom and the messy, chaotic story of sex it told. "Unless the key got lost forever somewhere and it would be better to leave Brenda like this…" I said, patting Brenda's knee and winking.

Vi returned a few seconds later with the black metal keys.

"Unlock her, I guess she gets to taste freedom again." I said, grinning. I didn't want Brenda out of her bonds yet, but it would make everything so much more delicious.

Brenda rubbed her wrists and unclenched her jaw from around the ball gag when Vi took it off of her. There were some pretty sexy looking dig marks on Brenda's ankles that made me smile.

"Vi, baby…come here…" Brenda reached out to embrace Vi, and Vi welcomed it. "I'm so fucking proud of you, baby…you were so good." Brenda kissed Vi and rubbed her shoulders, my sweet wife returning from her long absence. I sat down on the bed next to them, basking in the warmth of the familiar post-scene comedown.

Vi rubbed her nose on Brenda's cheek. "It was a lot…I think I kind of had a mini freak-out in the middle, but Wendy calmed me down and I was back to enjoying everything after."

"You did great. You did better than I did when I had my first few scenes. I'm not joking, Vi." I said.

"She's not. We had a lot of scenes we had to stop dead in the middle when we were first starting. From my side and Wendy's side. The rookie BDSM version of Brenda would have yelled the safeword if someone hit me half as hard as I was whacking you with that crop."

Vi chuckled. "I…I really didn't want to, though. You have no idea. I loved everything you did." Vi leaned back into Brenda.

"I was thinking during that…it really seems like Vi has a much higher pain tolerance than I do. Brenda is going to have so much fun dishing it out to you, Vi."

"I cannot fucking wait." Vi said, leaning over and kissing my wife again. "You are both so perfect. I can't even begin to tell you how amazing that felt."

I lay down on the bed, exhausted and sated and beyond thrilled at how the night turned out.

"The one…the one small thing that I'm going to be jealous about with this whole thing is that Brenda got to see you squirt an d I didn't." I laughed to myself at the absurdity of it, but it felt like I missed a big moment.

Vi leaned back into the pillows on our bed, looking like the goddess she was, "Well, Wendy, maybe later you can try to get me to squirt even more and we can look back at that first time as a trial run."

I crawled up the bed and kissed Vi deeply. "I love the way you think…" I said, staring into her eyes, my hand rubbing Brenda's pussy in the process, eliciting a small "hmmph" noise from her.

"So…what do we do now?"

"Now…we put this stuff away for the rest of the day and behave like normal humans." Brenda said. "Let me clean up and get you something to wear." She got off the bed.

I took my hand and stroked Vi's inner thighs, my thumb running across her swollen lips. "Vi, baby…you were spectacular." I said. "I'm so amazed you were able to keep up."

Vi shook her head and grinned, "I was not fucking expecting anything close to this…I wasn't…I didn't have the kind of confidence that I just felt a little while ago. You're amazing, Wendy. You and your wife have changed my world." She leaned in, her soft lips and the little bit of Brenda's girlcum still on them, a reminder of everything that had just happened.

"Wendy…you were the one that showed me that I was ready for it, that I wasn't a scared little nobody, but something more."

"Oh, we are just getting started, Vi. You have no idea." I said. "The three of us…we have the potential for such amazing, amazing things." I couldn't hide the happiness I was feeling from my face. "Brenda and I would never have dreamed we could find someone like you. But now we did."

"Alright, alright…up from the bed you two." Brenda threw plush t-shirts and lounge pants over to us. "I know if the two of you are on the bed naked for more than five seconds I won't be able to pry you apart." Brenda laughed. She put on her own pants and shirt, and I reluctantly rolled over to do the same .

"Brenda…I need to ask something."

Brenda nodded, waiting for what I wanted.

"Did…you get off when she ate my tight little pussy, babe?"

Brenda shook her head, "No…I was like ten seconds away from it…"

"You were ten seconds away from what?"

Brenda grinned, "From making myself come just from the sight of you. I probably would have overstimulated myself like Vi did if she didn't come to the rescue and eat me out."

"Aww…am I your superhero, Brenda?" Vi said playfully.

"You're going to be the death of me, Vi. But it will be a glorious death."