Stacy and Becca sit on their knees next to each other at the foot of Cara's bed. Miss Cara sits on the edge of her luxury mattress, dressed in her cream gown, looking down at her girls. She's immaculately groomed and doesn't look at all like she recently woke up. Her legs are crossed and she wiggles one of her bare feet inches from Stacy's face. She holds both of the girls by their leashes in her left hand.

I can't believe I'm here. I can't believe I'm sitting next to the girl of my dreams, while wearing this chastity belt. I've got a leash attached to my neck like a puppy and all I can think about is being an obedient, little girl and earn myself a reward.

Stacy swallows the lump in her throat. Her mind races off in a million directions while her body tells her she's nervous and wet. She doesn't know when they'll get to eat breakfast, but she's not hungry, she's horny and Cara knows it. She's had them sitting here for several minutes now and hasn't said a word.

Stacy looks over and Becca. The girl's perfect, little, pink lips are being nibbled gently.

She must feel as anxious as me. I wonder if she knows what Cara has planned for us. Fuck, I hope she lets me out of this belt for a little while, it's driving me crazy.

The front of the belt continues to firmly press into Stacy's tight folds. It traps the dormant toy behind her moist lips and its presence forces her to remain constantly wet and horny. Even when she's not being forced to sit at Cara's sexy feet and smell the woman's body. She's finding it impossible to think of anything but sex, pussy and getting off.

Cara stares into Stacy's eyes, enjoying the distressed look on her face.

"I'm glad you were both already in your little pjs, I think they look adorable on you," Cara comments. She looks incredibly excited herself, but is trying to hide it. She has her hair up in a sexy bun with a fancy, metal clip.

I don't know about me, but Becca sure is adorable in her matching outfit.

Becca's plump, little bum wiggles above her thin, pink socks. Stacy reaches out and takes Becca's hand. Their fingers entwine and Becca smiles.

"How are you two girls this morning, hmm?" Cara asks, gently. She touches Becca on the chin, to elicit a response from her.

"Very good, thank you, Miss Cara," Becca squeaks, shyly. "I'm excited for playing today and making you feel good."

"Ohh, that's so nice," Cara sings. "And what about you, Stacy? Do you also want to make me feel good? Are you excited for that?"

Stacy's belly cramps as her swollen glands beg to be relieved.

"Yes, Miss Cara, I'd like to make you happy."

"Awe, you're such good girls. I want to make you both happy too," Cara purrs. She spreads her knees open slightly so Stacy can see under her morning-gown. "Why don't you two girls kiss each other, hmm?"

Really?

Stacy excitedly looks to her left and Becca's eyes are wide open with happiness.

"Kiss each other, slowly. I want to feel every little lick and touch," Cara explains, carefully. She pulls the leashes gently, making sure to give the girls a little slack.

Stacy lets go of Becca's hand and puts it around her waist. She pulls her girlfriend's perfect, young body against hers and takes a moment to stare into Becca's big, brown eyes.

I love you.

Becca whimpers as she wets her lips. Her gold-chestnut hair curls over the shoulders of her pink pajama top.

Stacy can't ignore the tight restriction of the belt teasing and denying her hard clit. She leans forward and as softly as she can, puts her lips against Becca's.

"Good girls, taste each other's pretty mouths," Cara urges, a little excitedly.

Becca begins to speed up the movement of her lips and hungrily takes in as much of Stacy as she can. Her sweet pussy quickly gets worked up inside her pink pj bottoms.

"Slow down, Becca. Enjoy the soft touch of your girlfriend as her tongue tingles with the taste of yours."

This is amazing. Becca you feel so good. How are you real?

Stacy pushes her tongue inside Becca's mouth and slowly moves it around. She feels overwhelmed by her emotions as she explores the warm wetness behind Becca's lips. She can't believe this girl likes her so much. She can't believe how lucky she is.

Becca pulls her head back and gasps for breath.

"Oh, sorry!" Stacy giggles, red in the face.

Becca smiles. She bites her lip and leans in for more.

"That's enough," Cara critiques. "Becca, dear, suck on Stacy's nipple. Make it get as hard as it can in your mouth."

How did I get here? I can't even think I'm so excited.

Becca latches onto Stacy's left nipple and wiggles her tongue against it frantically. She gasps as she tries to breathe while keeping her mouth fixed around Stacy's plump breast.

Stacy clenches her jaw tightly as her nipple stings with pleasure. It causes her belly to sink with desirous excitement. Her hard, damp clit begs to be touched under the metal strap. Stacy's knees spread themselves wider on the carpet, instinctively trying to allow access to her desperate, dripping sex.

"Stacy, as Becca licks and tongues your hard, young nipples, I want you thinking about yesterday. You know, when you were sucking your naughty juices from my fingers as you came."

Cara's voice is elegant and dominant. The heavy, sexy words cause Becca to whimper with desire.

Stacy's mouth waters as she powerlessly follows Cara's instructions. The depraved, desperate sexual acts she partook in yesterday, fill her head. The smell of Becca's hair wafts into her nose magnifying Stacy's heart-wrenching emotional stress. Every little stroke of Becca's tongue makes her nipple stiffer. The wet bead between her legs aches with swollen need. It feels like it's going to burst if it's not relieved soon.

The scent of both the girls' arousal is palpable. It makes all three women wild with pheromone fuelled fervour. Cara adjusts her gorgeous legs as heat builds between them. The only sounds in the room are wet lips, gentle mews of pleasure and the soft jingle of the girls' collar buckles against the leashes.

"I've been waiting a long time to play with the both of you together," Cara moans, fighting the urge to touch herself. She caresses the inside of her thighs with her elegant fingers. "Stacy, do you find toes sexy?"

Stacy's belly aches as she tries to answer. Her ass is throbbing from the stresses of sustained arousal and her nipples are sore from being teased.

"Yes, Miss Cara. I do," Stacy squeaks between laboured breaths. Becca continues to make her breasts throb with need.

"I know Becca likes feet too. I've seen her do some very naughty things just to get a taste of my toes," Cara says, grinning. She pulls out the remote control for the toy buried inside Stacy's swollen loins.

Oh fuck. Please. Please, turn it on. I need it.

Stacy knows the feeling will torment her, but the urge to have some sexual gratification is maddening.

Cara runs her thumb over the buttons but doesn't turn it on. She puts it down on the bed between her legs.

"Becca, I want you to kiss and lick Stacy's neck," Cara explains, tracing her fingers around her damp folds. "But you better keep her nipples hard. I want them so stiff they hurt."

Becca moans as she moves her dripping mouth to Stacy's soft neck. She slowly licks it from top to bottom. Her hands squeeze and cup Stacy's tits as she pulls on the puffy nipples.

Fuck, oh god…

"Stacy, don't just sit there. Put your hand down Becca's little bottoms. Tell me if she's wet," Cara orders, opening up her robe.

Damnit, she's beautiful. She's fucking heaven.

Stacy tries to focus as she slides her fingers down the front waistband of Becca's pj bottoms. She pushes her fingertips over the little patch of bunny hair atop Becca's slit and keeps going.

This is too hot. This is too much. I can't stand this!

Becca nibbles at Stacy's neck, sending shivers down into her ass. Cara moans as she watches this, her hips begin to gyrate slightly on the bed. Her pussy glistens with sweet excitement.

Stacy's fingers slip over Becca's immaculate, pink lips, they're covered in her nubile honey. She can't help but slide her fingers inside the warm hole. The sensation causes Becca to shriek as she uncontrollably drools onto Stacy's neck.

Oh god she's so wet! I've got to have her. I want to lick her and taste her and rub our pussies together! Oh, Becca, I need you. I fucking love you.

"Oh, you girls are gorgeous. So sexy and naughty. This teasing is driving me crazy," Cara groans. She wets two of her fingers and places them against her sticky clit. "Stacy, I didn't tell you to play with her cunt, I told you to check if it was wet or not." Cara yanks on Stacy's leash, making sure to get her point across.

Stacy begrudgingly removes her fingers from Becca's nectarous pussy and holds them up in front of her face. She becomes almost hypnotized by their glistening shine.

"She's very wet, Miss Cara. I could feel her dripping over my fingers when I was down there," Stacy confesses, fighting the urge to lick her digits clean.

"Oh, good girls. I like to see my little darlings enjoying themselves," Cara remarks. She continues to seductively stroke her rosy clitoris. "Can you smell your pretty girlfriend, Stacy?"

Stacy can barely see straight as she breathes in Becca's hot perfume. She nods helplessly. She feels so naughty as her pussy drips hot hunger onto her metal chastity belt.

"Well, that's all you get, just her smell," Cara scolds. "Becca, stop licking her neck and taste your pretty pussy." Cara plays with herself vigorously as she watches Becca obediently wrap her lips around Stacy's fingers. "It's so fucking sexy having you both here, making my pussy tight and wet. How does your naughty cunt taste, Becca?"

Becca keeps licking and sucking her juices from Stacy's fingers. She seems to not even have heard Cara's request. She's breathing quicker and bouncing her little bum up and down as she takes Stacy's fingers deep into her throat.

Wow, that is so hot. I can't believe this is happening! I could almost have an orgasm just from this! Becca, oh you turn me on so much. I can feel all the way down your long tongue. Oh god…

"Becca, dear, don't be a bad girl or I'm going to have to restrict your playtime," Cara threatens.

Stacy can't help but watch Cara's juicy cunt getting pleasured just a few inches from her face. The sounds and scents coming from Cara are painfully arousing.

Becca reluctantly removes her mouth from Stacy's hand.

"It tastes like I'm a horny, excited girl," Becca pants, her hips gyrating slightly.

"Mmm, good girl, Becca. You look so adorable today, I just can't wait to indulge in you," Cara purrs.

Stacy can see Becca blushing from Cara's compliment. A small wave of jealousy washes over her heart, but is quickly swallowed by a whirlpool of sexual frustration. She stares between Cara's legs, hypnotized by the graceful, wet strokes befalling the woman's femininity. The fingers are now quite dappled with potent honey as they radiate sexual desire. Cara notices Stacy unconsciously licking her lips.

"Stacy, come here, taste my pussy, if you'd like," Cara invites, holding out her warm, slathered fingers.

Stacy feels helpless in this whole confusing, incredibly arousing situation. She can't remember what she should be doing or thinking or feeling.

Miss Cara, oh my. Please be nice to me today. I can't stand this teasing. I'm not used to it. It makes me so horny being around you and Becca like this.

Cara sits up on the bed above Stacy. Her cream robe hangs open, revealing the woman's immaculate, smooth body. Every time Stacy takes a breath in, she feels Cara's wet pheromones filling her insides.

"Yes, please, Miss Cara," Stacy admits, trying to behave. She keeps fighting the urge to beg to be let out of her belt and be given a release.

"Yes, what?" Cara demands, retracting her delicious fingers slightly.

"May I please taste your pussy?" Stacy requests, again trying not to sound too frustrated.

Cara looks unimpressed. She fingers the remote next to her pussy, thinking about activating Stacy's vibrator.

"Stacy, for the rest of the weekend, I want you to answer my questions, using as much detail as you can," Cara explains, making sure Stacy is paying close attention. "The more graphic and accurate you are, the more I'll try and treat your little cunt. But if you are giving me anything boring, or uniform, I will be taking your fun away." Cara holds her slick fingers to Stacy's nose and leans close. "One more time now, would you like to taste me?"

What does she want me to say? I don't know!

Stacy trembles with anxiety. She wants so badly to just taste Cara's sweet excitement and be praised for it.

Just tell her you don't understand what she wants!

Her lips shake as she opens her mouth to speak. Nothing comes out.

"Becca, it seems your girlfriend isn't as good at following instructions as you are. Would you like to help her out?" Cara asks, lovingly.

Becca nods her head quickly. There's a little, wet spot expanding from the crotch of her pj bottoms.

"Good girl. Alright, Becca, would you like to taste my pussy?" Cara offers, looking over at Stacy judgementally.

"Yes, Miss Cara, I would love to lick the warm juices from your tasty fingers," Becca squeaks. She almost hums as she talks. Her body yearns madly for pleasure.

"Good girl!" Cara professes, stroking Becca's soft hair. "Yes, you may." Cara feeds her wet lust into Becca's mouth.

Stacy watches her adorable girlfriend excitedly clean the arousal from Cara's hand. Her collar makes her looks so submissive and naughty.

"Becca, does this make you horny?" Cara asks, again.

"Yes! Oh, Miss Cara, tasting your vagina, knowing you love me, makes my little pussy ache and drip!" Becca mumbles wildly, the fingers still filling her mouth.

"Thank you, Becca. Good job, sweetie. Now, stand up. Let's see if Stacy understands," Cara says, remaining seated at the edge of her bed.

Becca stands up and keeps her arms gently folded behind her back.

Cara removes the leashes from both of the girls' collars.

"Take off your top, Becca," Cara instructs. She pulls at Becca's waistband, leading her little body up to Stacy's face.

Oh god, Becca. You're so close I can almost taste you. I miss you so much already. I'm losing my mind.

"Stacy, press your nose in between Becca's legs."

Stacy leans forward and excitedly obeys. Her small nose comes into contact with the damp silk covering Becca's adorable cunt.

Oh fuck… My Becca! I'd do anything for you.

"Stacy, I hope you can be a good girl now and tell me how your precious little girlfriend's scent makes you feel," Cara invites, carefully holding the remote in her hands.

Becca's top falls to the floor and Cara's attention slowly moves to Becca's supple breasts.

Stacy takes a deep, greedy breath in. She can't think of anything except Becca's arousal. Miss Cara begins to gently finger herself again as she watches Becca tremble from Stacy's inspection.

"Miss Cara," Stacy whimpers, trying to suppress the cramping desire aching between her legs. "Becca's scent… I mean, her pussy, it smells so much like her. Like sex and everything I like about her. The wetness against my nose, it makes me feel so naughty. Smelling Becca's pussy, while I feel so turned on and frustrated in my belt is so conflicting, Miss Cara. It makes me want to be touched."

Cara interrupts a slight smile by biting her lip. She seems a little impressed and presses a button on the remote.

The small vibrator comes to life inside Stacy's sweltering cunt. The intense, pleasurable shock lurches her forward as she gasps into Becca's crotch. She helplessly moans as her belly erupts with delicious cramping delight.

Cara turns the toy back off.

"Stacy, I want you to be quiet, unless you are telling me, in detail about something naughty. You're making far too much noise," Cara scolds, petting Stacy's head in a patronizing fashion. "Becca, get up here."

Cara stands and helps Becca up onto the bed.

"Lay down, dear. Be a good girl, and perhaps I'll take those bottoms off you soon," Cara explains, enticingly.

Becca lies down on her back. Cara adjusts her so her bum is at the edge of the bed. Her little, cute feet dangle out in front of Stacy.

Stacy leans in to try and smell them without Cara noticing. She's so dizzy with pent-up arousal she can't think straight.

"Stacy, do you want to taste Becca's cute toes?" Cara asks. She takes her fingers off her cunt and slides them over Becca's lips.

Becca squirms and moans with delight as she accepts Cara's juices into her mouth.

"Oh, Miss, please, please can I run my tongue over Becca's soft feet and taste her little toes in my naughty, watering mouth?"

Cara walks around Becca's legs and stands behind Stacy. She keeps her womanly fingers moving rhythmically over her clit. She leans over top of Stacy and grabs Becca's left ankle.

"You may taste only her pinky toe," Cara dictates.

Becca's toes wiggle expectantly. The faded pink nail polish matches the bottom of her rosy toes. She subtly moves her right hand down her pants and rubs her dripping slit.

"Becca! You're being bad. Please don't disappoint me when you've been so good. You're supposed to be showing Stacy how to behave."

Becca whimpers a painful moan as she pulls her hand back from her young, horny sex. She puts her fingers in her mouth and sucks on them hard, hoping to subdue her urges.

Stacy licks her lips as Cara pulls Becca's foot towards her.

Just the pinky… focus.

The vibrating egg inside Stacy's vagina comes abruptly to life and steps up a few notches. It buzzes intensely.

Ohh fuck!

Stacy lets out a heaving moan as her lips graze Becca's sweet foot. Its subtle scent reminds her how girly and beautiful Becca always is.

Be quiet! Control yourself or she'll turn it off!

Stacy shakes almost violently as she tries to subdue the screams attempting to leap out of her.

Cara makes sure Stacy is remaining quiet as she puts the remote into her pocket and returns her fingers to her cunt.

"Lick her toe, Stacy. Suck on it and then tell me how it tastes. I want you to make me wet with your words," Cara urges. She plays with herself excitedly as she brings Becca's foot against Stacy's lips.

Stacy opens her mouth and carefully runs the tip of her tongue along the bottom of Becca's pink toe.

"Becca's toe tastes sweet, Miss. It's a little damp with sweat and makes me want to use my tongue inside her and make her cum. It hurts being this turned on. And the taste of her soft, young, beautiful toe in my mouth makes the belt torture," Stacy whimpers.

"Oh, good girl…" Cara whispers, clearly caught up in her own sexual energy. She lets go of Becca's ankle. "Take Becca's bottoms off, please."

Oh yes! She's going to let me lick her! Becca, I just want to make you feel good. Let me make you feel good. That's the only pleasure I can experience right now.

Stacy wiggles forward and pulls off Becca's pjs. She stares into her girlfriend's eyes for a moment.

Becca… I love you. I hope you love me too.

Cara steps in between them, interrupting their longing gaze.

"Put her foot back in your mouth. I want you to have all of her toes in there. You have no idea how much that would please me," Cara explains, almost giddy. She puts a pillow down on the floor between Becca's legs and kneels on it, making sure she can still see Stacy. "You better not use your hands either. Keep them behind your back like a good girl."

Stacy again feels a sting of jealous pain surge through her as Cara admires Becca's smooth pussy. Stacy tries to ignore it as much as possible and spreads her lips open. She bobs her head forward, encouraging Becca's slim foot to enter her. She can't help but notice Cara in front of her. The woman slides her fingers deep into her gorgeous pussy as she playfully licks at Becca's tender folds.

The longer Becca's foot stays in her mouth, the more her arousal intensifies.

Oh no… I feel it. Oh Becca, you're too sexy. You're too smooth and erotic and naughty!

The egg melts her inner walls and cause her glands to threaten to burst. The sweet, salty and naughty taste of Becca's toes is almost too much for Stacy to handle.

Cara notices how close Stacy is to cumming and changes the vibrator to its lowest setting. She turns her attention back to Becca's pink sweetness.

Becca squirms and squeaks as she's licked perfectly and affectionately by her gorgeous mistress.

Stacy keeps her hands tightly folded behind her back as she runs her tongue out along the bottom of Becca's foot as far as she can. The sensation makes it feel like the toes are pressing the back of her throat and she stifles a gag.

Oh god, why does that turn me on so much? Everything does right now.

Fuck! I want to cum so badly!

Stacy can't help herself and stretches her tongue out as far as she can again. She tastes all of the bottom of Becca's soft, pink sole. Her gag reflex kicks in and causes her throat to tighten. She groans loudly as drool falls onto her chin. The vibrator buzzes softly inside her, teasing her desperate glands more than anything. She watches Cara tongue her girlfriend's delicious cunt.

Cara groans and emits a loud, pleasurable sigh. She slows her fingers down inside her own pussys and takes a moment to just breathe in Becca's scent. She makes sure Stacy is watching her as she takes a long lick up Becca's slit.

Stacy has never seen Miss Cara look so incredibly attractive. The woman's perfect red lips shine with Becca's honey as she makes delicious noises. She looks to be getting an unbelievable amount of joy from playing with her two, young girls in her bedroom.

"Stacy, come here," Cara says with a smile, suddenly seeming ten years younger. "Come kiss me!"

Yes! Please! 

Stacy removes Becca's adorable foot from her mouth and licks her lips clean before shuffliong her knees towards Cara. She keeps her hands folded behind her back like she's seen Becca do many times.

Cara keeps sliding her elegant fingers in and out of her dripping, creamy sex. She grabs Stacy lovingly by the hair and presses their mouths together.

Oh Cara…

Tasting Becca's pussy on Cara's lips is making Stacy's heart ache as much as her belly.

Cara lovingly moves her tongue against Stacy's. She shows her such tenderness it makes Stacy want to cry for a moment.

What is wrong with me? Why am I getting so emotional?

Cara pulls away from the kiss and clears her throat. She looks deep in thought, moved almost.

"You girls mean so much to me. Thank you for being here and behaving for me," Cara confesses, seeming almost genuinely vulnerable for a moment.

I think she really does love Becca. I don't think Becca really realizes that.

Cara subtly regains her composure and brings her wet fingers into her mouth. She moans happily as she tastes her delicious pussy in front of her girls.

Stacy groans as desire beckons her.

Cara pulls Becca's right foot down between her legs and begins grinding her warm lips over it. The sensation makes Becca squeak with delight as her toes become slick with honey. Cara's eyes close as she lets her body fill with an erotic euphoria.

The toy continues to push Stacy ever so slowly towards an intense climax. Sitting obediently next to Cara and watching her masturbate with Becca's sweet, little foot makes her feel less and less in control. Her body and her senses begin acting on their own as the alluring scents and sounds of the gorgeous women overwhelm her.

They're so beautiful. I am so lucky to be here. I am such a good girl for them. I can't believe they want me here with them!

"Oh, yes! Fucking, good girls! My good girls," Cara moans, almost possessed. She sits up slightly and presents Stacy with Becca's glistening foot. "Would you like a taste, dear?"

Oh fuck, yes, please!

Stacy nods and leans forward. Just the slight movement causes her aching vagina to swell and her belly cramps with an immense urge to be fucked.

"Don't be a bad girl, now," Cara warns, pulling the pussy-dappled toes away. She reaches into her pocket and turns Stacy's vibrator off.

Oww… no! No! Please!

Devoid of her building pleasure, Stacy's body revolts with distressing pangs of anguish. It makes it hard for her to breathe as she tries not to think about it.

"Yes, please, Miss Cara. I want to lick and suck your pussy from Becca's perfect toes. Please, let me taste you! I want to so badly. I need to be a good girl for you, I want to! I want to feel good, please!" Stacy begs, becoming emotional.

Cara smiles and offers Becca's foot to her. Becca lifts her head from the bed to watch, her pussy tingles in anticipation between her spread-open legs.

Stacy's mouth hungrily falls open. She takes in Becca's pink toes slowly and excitedly. She tries to experience all of the tastes and textures gifted to her. Becca's perfectly soft, smooth skin is impossibly sexy and Cara's transparent honey tastes like Heaven.

Cara thumbs the remote in her robe, generously giving her new pet a small reward.

Stacy disappears into her own world for a moment. The urges in her body dominate her senses and every time she focuses on the taste of Becca's delicious foot or Cara's divine juices, she melts deeper. The vibrations tease and excite her swollen pleasure spots and make her wild. She sucks and licks Cara's nectar from Becca's toes, unable to control herself.

I am yours Becca. I would do anything to have you, to be with you, forever. And if that means being Cara's pet with you…

Stacy shakes herself from her own thinking.

What am I saying?

The sensual smells and flavours filling Stacy's head continue to dominate her, but she regains a small sense of herself back.

Cara leans forward and laps at Becca's trembling labia. Every little flick of the tongue makes Becca shake. Stacy feels the girl's toes dancing in her mouth.

"That's enough," Cara whispers, her mouth barely leaving Becca's loins. "Stacy, come here, show me how you lick your little girlfriend's pussy."

Stacy backs her head up, letting the young, smooth, wet foot slide from her mouth. She wobbles forward, keeping her hands folded behind her and cuddles up next to Cara. They smile, giddily at each other for a moment as they're treated to Becca's indescribable perfume.

Stacy suddenly feels very nervous. The egg inside her pent-up, velvet canal keeps her humbly subservient and willing to please. She would do anything to be rewarded right now, but can't help being shy and awkward with the gorgeous mistress kneeling next to her.

Cara's beautiful, natural scent makes Stacy feel weak, submissive and inescapably turned on.

"Keep your hands behind your back, good girl. Now, just using your tongue, show me. Can you make Becca drip?" Cara gently eases Stacy's head forward, bringing it to Becca's bright-pink slit.

Stacy can feel blinding excitement and anxiety shooting through her body with every breath she takes. Becca stares down at her with loving arousal. She almost seems to have a piercing worry in her eyes. She mouths the words; 'I love you'.

Stacy can feel herself choke up slightly.

My Becca! I love you! I love you too!

Cara's hand applies pressure to the back of Stacy's head. Becca's pussy fills Stacy's mouth.

Oh god this is incredible!

The vibrator inside her jumps up several notches. Stacy's whole body writhes with pleasurable discomfort. She wants so badly to cum it's driving her crazy. She imagines the ecstasy of being allowed to orgasm and throb and pulse as her insides quench their terrible thirst for release.

Cara pushes her head next to Stacy's and works her tongue in there as well. She slowly moves it up and down over Becca's clit, then hungrily dives it deep inside the cute girl's cunt.

Becca cries out with pleasure as her legs involuntarily jolt and shake. Cara firmly presses them apart and holds them in place.

Stacy extends her tongue further, hoping to please Becca more than Cara.

Cara slips her tongue deeper and then wiggles it around inside. Every curve and flex makes Becca whine.

"She's such a wet, little girl, isn't she?" Cara purrs, licking her lips. She kisses Stacy, hard.

Oh god, is this happening? Miss Cara is kissing me and pushing her tongue over mine. Oh god, I can taste Becca so strongly!

Stacy's cunt aches and boils as her arousal leaks from her lips and out of the little holes at the bottom of her belt.

Stacy and Cara continue to lick and suck at Becca's dripping loveliness. Each of them take turns on the young woman's cunt, sometimes pausing to lock their naughty tongues in a passionate, wet kiss.

"She tastes so good, doesn't she?" Cara says, almost whimpering in lust. "I'm sorry, I'll stop being naughty and let you lick. I want to see you enjoying her." Cara kisses Stacy once more and then holds Becca's legs open for her.

Stacy puts her soaking lips back to work on Becca's hot, sweet cunt.

Oh Becca… your honey tastes fucking amazing. How are you so luscious and perfect all the time?

Cara giggles naughtily as she turns the vibrator up. She's fingering herself again as she watches Stacy writhe.

Violent tremors of impending orgasmic tension shake Stacy's insides. She tries her best to focus on Becca's dripping, pink slit. She moves her tongue wildly up and down it, making Becca squeak. Her knees strain to support her as her belly cramps and screams with knots of frustrated desire. Her cunt throbs and pulses.

Oh fuck, I'm going to cum. I can't hold back any more!

Stacy whines loudly into Becca's honey-soaked hole.

"Stacy, I don't want you cumming," Cara moans, raising an eyebrow as she pleasures herself. "I just wanted to reward your good behaviour. Should I turn off your toy?"

"No!" Stacy cries. Her tongue helplessly laps at Becca's insatiable folds. Her pussy tightens and begs for permission to release.

"No? Are you going to cum?" Cara asks, sternly.

"No…" Stacy whines, hoping for a miracle.

"Stacy, you know I don't accept lies here. We don't lie to those we care about," Cara scolds in a slightly demeaning fashion.

Becca's thighs shake next to Stacy's cheeks. She's trying to control her own desperate arousal from making her act out.

"But, Miss Cara…" Stacy whimpers, stopping herself.

Don't beg her to cum Stacy, don't beg! That will make things worse. Stay strong. Stay strong just a little longer, for Becca.

"I'm going to cum if you keep my toy on," Stacy confesses, feeling a weight lift from her shoulders and dropping heavily on her pussy.

"I see," Cara whispers, taking her finger out of her soaking slit and letting Becca suck on it. "And what would happen if you came?"

The toy continues to buzz harshly inside Stacy's quivering womanhood. Her knees wrench into the floor and her belly aches from the nagging stress and denial.

"I would gush out from my swollen lips! Warm, fucking juices would drip out from of my belt and I would pant and moan and I'd be so grateful to the both of you!"

"You naughty girl!" Cara exclaims with a huge, aroused expression. She clicks a button on the remote, silencing the whirring toy. "I can't stand this any longer. You girls… oh god! Becca, would you like to taste me for real?" She asks, removing her flavoured fingers from the young woman's lips.

Becca almost hyperventilates in her aroused state. She tries to focus on Miss Cara's words in order to answer. This is made even more difficult as Stacy's tongue returns to her swollen clit.

"Yes! Yes please, Miss Cara!" Becca cries, subtly grinding her slit against her girlfriend's mouth.

Cara climbs excitedly onto the bed. She kneels down over Becca's head, but makes sure she's facing Stacy.

"Stacy, you keep licking her. Keep your hands folded behind your back like a good girl. See if you can make your girlfriend cum just using that delicious, little tongue of yours. I'm going to be right here watching as Becca gets me off." She smiles lustfully as she holds the remote in her hands, a few inches from Stacy's face.

Becca's pussy smells deliriously alluring. It dominates Stacy's mind and fills her with feelings of immense affection and desire.

Cara wiggles her hips and dangles her slick, engorged folds over Becca's mouth.

"Mmm, Becca. I can feel your breath on my cunt. I love it. You want my pussy? Hmm?" Cara moans. She's giddy with excitement.

Stacy puts her mouth onto Becca's hot, wet opening, but keeps her eyes on the girl's face between Cara's legs.

"Yes! Miss Cara, please! Let me lick your perfect pussy! Let me show you how much I care about you! How much we both want to please you! I want it, I want to taste it. I want to taste you!" Becca shouts as she squirms with arousal between her two favourite women.

Stacy watches Cara shudder with pleasure as she lowers her dripping sex onto Becca's lips.

"Oh god. Make your lovely mistress cum, Becca," Cara groans, almost like an animal in heat.

Becca gets to work with pleasure. She licks and sucks audibly as she makes Cara moan.

Stacy dives her tongue deep into Becca's tight canal, hoping to make her moan as well. She can feel her girlfriend's hole squeezing her tongue hungrily as it wiggles inside.

Oh, my Becca, my love. I want you to cum for me. I want to make you feel so good. I want you to feel what I'm not allowed to.

Stacy furiously licks Becca's pussy and clit. She can see the effect of every one of Becca's voracious licks on Cara's beautiful face. The woman licks her lips and breathes intensely as her impending orgasm builds.

Becca trembles from head to toe and squeaks as she tries pleasing Cara's pussy while enduring waves of delicious bliss.

The erotic arrangement Miss Cara has them all involved in is causing Stacy to drip profusely. Her nipples are tender from being constantly hard.

I can't remember ever wanting to be fucked so badly in my life. I feel dizzy, I feel like I'm losing my sanity. How many times must I watch Cara's pussy erupt in Becca's mouth before I can finally have an orgasm!?

The hard, smooth egg trapped inside Stacy's pussy springs wildly to life.

No! Ohh, fuck no!

Stacy's thighs immediately begin to shake. Her locked pussy throbs madly and drizzles overflowing arousal onto the floor. Stacy can't help but let out a desperate, yearning whine. She's so turned on already just from the erotic arrangement she's currently involved in.

Cara watches Stacy's body buckle and bend under the mounting stress inside her. She clearly gets a lot of pleasure watching her new, collared pet endure this kind of sexual torment.

"Keep licking that beautiful, cute girl's cunt, Stacy. Don't you dare cum," Cara demands, squeezing her left breast tightly. Her mouth opens wide as she's overtaken by a surge of pleasure.

I can't do this! I can't! My pussy! Oh god, I can feel my G-spot pulsing, ready to burst! This is impossible!

Stacy whines and squeals in protest, making sure to keep her tongue on Becca's hard clit.

Cara keeps an eye on Stacy the whole time, carefully gauging her arousal level. She keeps the toy vibrating inside Stacy's pussy just enough to keep her pet on the edge, without ever going over. She manages to magically keep Stacy exactly where she wants her.

Every gratified whimper and moan Stacy elicits from Becca, brings louder, more furious groans of pleasure from Cara. Both horny women grind their throbbing, wet cunts against the wild tongues inside them. Slowly, rapturously, they edge closer to climax.

Stacy is also getting closer to an orgasm. One that, although she desperately needs and craves, would have her punished.

What could be worse than this though? What could be more torturous than being kept in constant, dripping agony!?

Stacy licks Becca's sweet pussy furiously. It drips honey over her lips and tongue.

Not having Becca… that's the only thing. I can't give up!

Stacy works harder now and moves her tongue up onto Becca's tiny, swollen bead. She focuses there for a moment until Becca yelps, cueing her to slide her tongue deep inside the juicy opening.

Closer and closer Becca and Cara get. Their laboured breathing and wet, heavy moans keep getting louder and more intense.

Stacy extends her wild, luscious tongue further into her girlfriend's leaking femininity. She flexes it firmly and presses it as hard as she can up into Becca's puffy, throbbing G-spot.

Becca squeals and shudders uncontrollably, causing Cara to gasp.

"Oh fuck! Yes, Becca! Keep going! Lick my fucking cunt, dear!"

I'd do anything to have my pussy licked. I'd do anything to cum right now!

Stacy uses all of her willpower to keep her tongue sliding in and out of Becca's lips as she fights off her relentless urge to orgasm. The tight collar around her neck reminds her of her carnal duty to be obedient. To be a sex pet for her mistress. To behave and to serve.

No you wouldn't! You agreed to this! You're doing this for Becca! You would do anything for her. And the idea of being all wet and horny and pent-up for her makes you feel fucking fulfilled! Now, make your gorgeous lover cum all over your naughty mouth!

"Oh fuck, that's a good girl," Cara moans, sitting up rigidly. She wrenches her hips down forcefully, almost smothering Becca's adorable face. "You've got your mistress very close, just keep fucking me with your tongue, sweetie!"

Becca can no longer contain her own burgeoning enthusiasm and begins to beg for permission through sharp, whimpered squeaks.

"Don't cum yet, Becca," Miss Cara warns, pushing her pussy down harder on the girl's face. "Oh god, I want you to feel my warm cum pouring over your lips, then you have my permission to fill your girlfriend's mouth with your own honey!"

Stacy tries desperately to ignore the gorgeous woman's voice. It penetrates her young body and threatens to make it gush with a series of violent, inescapable spasms.

Oh fucking damnit, hold on! Just a little longer!

Stacy's swollen glands cramp and her G-spot aches with maddening urgency.

"Make your mistress cum, sweetie!" Cara cries, sharp immediacy in her tone. "Keep doing that! Tongue me! Darling, eat my gushing pussy!"

Becca squeals, she can't stop herself from cumming. She obediently, wildly tongues the gorgeous cunt being forcibly fed to her.

"Oh fuck! Deeper, you naughty girl!" Cara groans. She arches her back. "I'm going to… I'm going to fucking give you my…"

I can't hold on any more! Oh god!

Suddenly, Cara turns the vibrator off and then gasps. Her arms collapse and her face falls onto Becca's pelvis as her mouth stretches wide. Her whole body shakes as she begins to pulse and throb with profound happiness.

Stacy keeps licking deep inside Becca's sweltering cunt and up to the girl's precious bead.

Cara is in pure ecstasy as she drools down onto Becca's slit. Her ass clenches and rhythmically bobs as it pumps orgasmic honey into Becca's mouth.

"Godamnit!" Cara moans, loudly an inch from Stacy's face. Her eyes are shut tight as she's treated to an array of heroin-like sensations. "I'm cumming! I'm cumming in your mouth, Becca! Cum for your mistress! Cum for me like the good girl you are!"

Becca screams through a gargled moan. Her pussy tightens around Stacy's tongue and begins convulsing wildly.

Cum for me, Becca! I love you! I am fucking crazy for you!

Stacy keeps licking Becca's beautiful cunt as it fills her mouth with potent, arousing, creamy nectar.

Oh fuck that's naughty! She's fucking delicious! I'm hers! Cum in my mouth darling. My lips and tongue are yours to fuck and grind and use.

Involuntary spasms shoot through Becca's tight, young pussy and fill her with awe. Waves of ecstasy laden pleasure bombard her insides and cascade over every inch of her body.

Stacy hears Becca's pussy muffled screams as her tongue is gripped and covered with more arousing cream. It tastes of pure sex and carnal desire. It's both sweet and bitter and makes Stacy groan with sexual hunger as she swallows it down.

I'd do anything for you Becca…

Stacy's never felt so in love, so connected to anyone in her life, despite the incredibly sexual acts she's in the middle of.

Becca's whining slowly quiets to a whimper and her tight cunt finally begins to relax. It's still pulsing and throbbing into Stacy's mouth.

"Oh god, I love you girls. Keep eating that dripping pussy, Stacy," Cara encourages, affectionately. "Oh, Becca's going to taste like my cunt for hours. You're both mine to love and play with."

All three women shiver and moan and drip. Becca's orgasm lasts for almost a minute as Stacy struggles to keep her tongue wagging inside.

Cara waits until Becca finally grows quiet. She exhales long and slow, obviously projecting her incredibly satisfied state. She removes her dripping petals from Becca's mouth and gets to her feet.

"Please! Miss Cara… can Stacy have an orgasm?" Becca squeaks, making her biggest puppy-dog eyes. "She's been very good. And it would mean a lot to me if you'd let her."

"I don't know, Becca. We'll see how she does on her chastity inspection," Cara explains, almost administratively. She ties up her robe and puts on some comfortable-looking slippers. "If she's been a good girl for me, then perhaps we'll let her have a delicious, little cum. But first, let's get cleaned up and have a nice breakfast, Hmm?"

I've got to be good. I can't last another day like this…

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End of Chapter 12

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