I should have lied, or at least pretended I wasn’t enjoying the blackmail, yet I answered, “Very much so, Mistress Sophia.”
I didn’t realize I had used the term ‘Mistress’ until it had escaped my lips… twice in one day… clearly my lesbian submissive tendencies were deeply engrained in my subconscious.
“Mistress,” she smiled, “I like that,” guiding me back between her legs.
As I licked, she continued, “I told Josie all you gym teachers and coaches were cunt munchers, but she didn’t believe me. Man, are the other three tongue twat ticklers too?”
I had to admit I appreciated the alliteration as I stammered, “N-n-no.”
“Just you two?” Sophia asked.
“Yes,” I nodded, before adding, “this was the first time, actually.”
“No way!” she said. “So I was wrong, but eventually right.” She laughed, “That’s delicious.”
“So is this,” I responded, burying my face back between her legs, wanting to savour the sin… consequences be damned.
“That’s it, slut,” Angela moaned from six feet away, “did you really think we gave you first class seats out of the goodness of our hearts?”
Sophia added, as I licked, “I saw you two going into the bathroom and sent Angela in to talk to you while I headed to see if first class was empty; it often is because, let’s be honest, the cost is exorbitant.”
I looked up, dazed and shocked, “You planned this?”
“Of course,” Sophia nodded, guiding my head back to her wet pussy, before adding, “the fact that it was a hen and that Mrs. Green was dominating you already made this the easiest seduction ever… I mean I barely had to do anything. I’d figured turning two teachers would be the ultimate challenge, but it ended up being my easiest conquest in a long while.”
Part of me was furious at Laura for putting us in this situation.
Another part of me was exhilarated at my seemingly impossible submission fantasy suddenly coming true.
The two parts collided in confusion as I pushed the fear of the future out of my head and focused on the tantalizing sparking fireworks bursting on my tongue.
Sophia continued, “If you obey me all weekend, your secrets and cheating will stay a secret. If you disobey, your employers, husband and fiance will not only know everything, but also receive videos of all our dirty little secrets.”
She again pulled my head up and stopped me from licking her. I answered, feeling I had to agree because she had the video and also because I wanted to be back between her legs. I was already addicted to her pussy and enjoying the humiliation. I responded, “Yes, Mistress.”
She said, turning my head towards Angela and Laura, to see Laura fingering the pretty stewardess.
“Eat me, slut,” Angela ordered.
“I’ve never done that before,” Laura admitted.
“So you make your best friend eat your twat and you have no intention of returning the favour?” Angela accused, as I watched and listened in awe.
“I knew her fantasy was to be dominated for a weekend, so I was giving it to her,” Laura admitted, before adding, “plus, I’m always the domme.”
“So you’ve never once eaten cunny?” Angela asked.
“Never.”
Sophia ordered, “Go help your friend join you as a submissive pussy slut.”
Oddly, this excited me. I wanted Laura to go along with me… to join me in this secret submissive show.
“Kiss your best friend,” Sophia ordered us.
I pulled Laura around and kissed her on the lips… letting her get just the slightest hint of pussy taste from my lips.
Laura was startled at first, things had gotten out of hand for her very quickly, but after a moment of dazed shock, she began kissing me back.
After a few seconds, Angela pointed out, “I’ve got a pussy that needs licking… soon. I need to go and start serving passengers.”
“Well you need to be served first,” I offered graciously, pushing Laura’s head not so graciously into the stewardess’s cunny.
“And now you’re going to love cunny,” Angela said with a laugh as I held my best friend’s face between the pretty stranger’s legs.
After a moment, Angela moaned, “That’s it, get that twitching tongue deep in my twat.”
The experience of my forcing Laura to eat cunny was a major turn on, although it also made me want to be the one doing the licking. I couldn’t believe the words that were coming out of my mouth as I ordered, “That’s it slut, eat that twat. Get that tongue deep in there and tongue fuck her.”
I moved my hand to her pussy and began fingering her as Angela began grinding her pussy all over Laura’s face.
“Don’t stop, slut,” Angela demanded, getting very aggressive on her face… which made me finger Laura faster… two fingers, then three.
“The whole fist,” Sophia ordered.
“Really?” I asked.
“Fist fuck the slut,” Sophia demanded, her tone totally no nonsense.
“Yes, Mistress,” I nodded, as I made a fist and forced it inside Laura’s very wet cunt.
“Ohhhhhhhh,” she moaned, as Angela grabbed her head too, adding her strength to mine, somehow pulling Laura deeper into her wet box. I was in awe when my entire fist disappeared inside her.
“Oh yes, don’t stop,” Angela moaned, clearly close.
“Fist fuck her faster,” Sophia demanded, the alliteration kind of hot… my wrist now cunt deep.
I obeyed, fist fucking her quickly, feeling a strange exhilaration at both the taboo of the act and from obeying.
Angela came a moment later, letting out a loud moan as I watched her body shake and her mouth tremble. The beauty of a woman in that vulnerable moment of orgasm is so sexy.
I kept fist fucking Laura, who when her head was finally let go, began bouncing back on my arm, moaning, “Faster, slut, fist fuck the hell out of me.”