Chapter 15 #3
I smiled and had to do everything I could to not break into laughter at how annoyingly precise Morrigan was being right now, but this was exactly how she played scenes, so it shouldn’t have been a surprise.
Brenda was a lawyer, and lawyers thrived on people following exacting and specific instructions, and so Morrigan thrived on those as well.
Yara put things together and stammered “Sorry…sorry Mistress Morrigan…”
“I don’t believe I’m the one you should be apologizing to, am I?” Morrigan looked over at Wendy, who was now seated on the bed with Vi at her side. “How ever can poor Yara here get back into your good graces again, dear Wendy?”
“She should have thought to already get over here, Mistress Morrigan, so she can lay down on this bed and let me ride that dildo…or her face…until I’m satisfied.” Wendy splayed her hands across her thighs, inviting Yara in to the bed.
Yara walked over to the bed and laid down, the bright orange catsuit contrasting the dark red sheets on the bed. Wendy got up on her knees, hiking her dress up over her hips.
“Lay down, Yara, your pretty little face looks like a wonderful place to sit.” Wendy said.
If she was expecting Yara to approach this with timidity, Wendy was very wrong. She slid under her in an instant, wrapping her arms around Wendy’s thighs and ass, pulling the short woman onto her face.
“Damn…holy fuck…” Wendy said, a little shocked at the sudden action.
She leaned forward, her breasts bouncing as she settled onto Yara.
“Now…I’ve never sucked cock, and never will…
but this thing…” Wendy ran her thumb over the tip of the dildo sticking up from Yara’s hips, “this probably tastes like Emma’s sweet little pussy, which I’ve enjoyed already tonight, so…
” with a knowing glance to me, Wendy enveloped the dildo into her mouth, sucking on it with exaggerated moans.
She sucked on it for a few seconds, her gag reflex clearly not trained as someone who might be more used to this, before she sat up straight, and more firmly on to Yara’s face.
Wendy looked over at her shoulder. “Vi, baby, come ride this while I smother Yara…
I want Emma to watch us have a nice little threesome for her birthday.
“Ahh, but she doesn’t get to watch it without a little distraction, Wendy.” Morrigan said from behind me, and I felt a paddle press against my hip. “Keep your eyes on them, Emma, don’t mind me…”
Vi stepped off of the bed and pulled her shorts off, mounting the dildo, she and Wendy face-to-face over Yara.
And just as the three of them were getting comfortable, Morrigan made sure my comfort was the last thing I was thinking about.
Knowing my pain tolerance, Morrigan brought the paddle against my bare ass with a satisfying snap.
My entire body lit up, the ropes squeaking slightly as I shifted in reaction.
Something deep in my stomach and pelvis stirred at the release the pain gave me, my body rushing endorphins to the spot to make up for it.
“Look at them, having so much fun over there while I pummel you…” Morrigan brought the paddle to my ass again, harder this time. It ached in the best way possible.
“You know, Mistress Morrigan, it is my thirtieth birthday…” I said, looking over my shoulder at her.
“You would be so lucky if I would spank you thirty times…” Morrigan said, grinning. She drew back and smacked my ass again. “But we are at three now, aren’t we?”
“Mmm…we are…” I said.
Morrigan hit me again, lower this time, causing my knee to buckle a little, throwing me off balance.
As I righted myself, she ran the paddle up the inside of my thighs, pressing the edge of it between my labia, a sensation that probably would have been uncomfortable if I wasn’t so fucking turned on at this point.
She knew just how much pressure to apply to it to keep me feeling OK, just on the edge of pain.
I watched as Vi arched her back, her outfit pulled off of her in various ways, her piercings glinting in the light. She was coming so hard, and Wendy and Yara were right there with her. I could feel myself dripping on the paddle as Morrigan held it in place.
“Wendy, I need to ask dear Yara something, and that requires her face to not have a pussy spread over it. Could you please?”
Wendy groaned but complied, sitting back to allow Yara room to breathe.
“This better be important…” Yara said with a giggle. “I was busy.”
“It is…and let’s remember who’s in charge here.” Morrigan said. She leaned over my shoulder, pressing her chin down as she looked at the three women who were now enjoying a break from amazing sex. “Yara, dear, would you like to use your birthday present on Emma?”
“Oh…I mean…how could I say no to that?” Yara sat up, Wendy shifting out of the way and Vi lifting off of her as well.
“Vi, Wendy, get yourselves composed so we can get to the latter portion of our night…” Morrigan said as Yara walked past me toward a small black box on the table.
She turned her back to me so I couldn’t see what she was getting out of it.
A couple moments later, she turned around, revealing a glimmering set of bright silver claws attached to the tips of each of the fingers on her right hand.