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Through The Sliding Door Part 4: Sharing Toys

"Lucianna lets me play with one of the girls who call her Mommy."

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Author's Notes

"A relationship of two Dommes is bound to be difficult to work through. Luckily, Lucianna has a fantastic idea to mitigate clashes: Have us take on one of her subs together."

Lucianna, like usual, could not stop apologizing about the dirtiness of her apartment hallway. I decided not to bother her about it. I'd said my piece, and she probably couldn't help it, being half-Japanese. Apologies, I had noticed, came to her as easily as breathing. “If what you've promised me lives up to my expectations,” I simply said, “That will more than make up for having to walk through here.”

“Oh, I promise, you will love this.” She grinned, with a downward motion of her hand before turning and unlocking her door. The lights were still on in her apartment. “Chelsea, are you ready?”

“I am, Mistress,” came a small, lilting voice from inside. I stepped in right behind Lucianna, careful to close the door quickly to keep any nosy neighbors from noticing us. There, I saw a slightly chubby Latina girl sitting on the floor on her knees in dark red lace lingerie, smiling up at us. She kept looking at me expectantly, her jaw muscles twitching, but said nothing.

“Nice to meet you, Chelsea,” I said to her, kicking off my shoes. “You must be one of Luci's little pets.”

“And you must be Mistress's girlfriend,” she said, moving forward onto all fours and kissing my feet.

I smirked over at Lucianna. “My word, you've got her pretty well-trained.”

Lucianna had taken off her vest and set her purse down. “Don't let the brown hair fool you. Chelsea's got the disposition of a golden retriever. She's eager to please and loves everyone. Training her wasn't terribly difficult.”

I looked over Chelsea. “And this hair of yours... so exquisitely done. Short enough to be manageable, yet long enough to use as handlebars.”

“Of course, it's well done!” Chelsea nodded eagerly, “I'm a regular at the Freaky Llama!”

That caught my attention, and I turned my head slowly to Lucianna, smirking at her. “I guess your job has perks after all. You really know what you're doing when it comes to this.”

She gasped loudly, putting her hand on her chest in obviously mock offense. “Why... Clarissa! How could you suggest such a thing? You really think I'd make recommendations based on my sexual attraction to my customers?!”

I narrowed my eyes at her. “Yes. Yes, I do. This has you written all over it.”

Lucianna returned my smirk. “Well, you'd be right. Most of my toys I've met at the salon. I thought Chelsea would be a good choice for you because getting you into this, you should have the best introduction possible. I know you and your husband were swingers, but I get the feeling you haven't done much power exchange. Am I right?”

“I've had no trouble topping any man but him, but yes, you're right. I never really got into that scene. Guess I didn't see the appeal,” I shrugged.

“And I won't twist your arm to get you into it. Think of Chelsea as... your sexual assistant. She will obey you as closely as she would obey me.”

“Is that so?” I looked to Chelsea.

“Of course!” she answered, “You're as pretty as Mistress, and her equal in standing. It would be my pleasure to serve you.”

I decided to test the waters. “Okay then, Chelsea. Show me just how pretty you think I am.”

Chelsea stood up, grabbed my breasts, and kissed me square on the mouth. I grabbed her wrists, moving them down to the hem of my shirt. She got the signal and pulled it off me, smiling quite happily when she saw that I wasn't wearing a bra. I put my hand on the back of her head, pulling it closer, and she automatically took a nipple into her mouth, unbuttoning my pants and pulling them off me with my panties. “Mmmnnn...”

I let her continue for a bit, then stepped back. “It's one thing to be obedient and enthusiastic. I want you to show me how skilled you are. Eat my pussy.”

She immediately dropped to her knees, put her mouth over my mound and started licking my labia frantically. I stroked her hair as she did. “Good girl. Keep at it.” I looked over to Lucianna, who was sitting on the couch with a hand down her pants. “I'll never doubt you again, dear,” I winked at her.

Lucianna winked back at me, sliding her pants off and spreading her legs, now fingering herself openly. “Chelsea, I want you to make my girlfriend cum using your mouth.”

Chelsea kept at it, her tongue tracing around my clit, urging it out of the hood, and then sliding inside me, tracing all around my inner walls. I started moaning and felt my body getting warmer. That seemed to spur Chelsea on and she turned her focus completely onto the top. She had good technique, I could give her that, but going for an orgasm that fast wasn't ideal. Still, it felt amazing enough that I let her continue until finally, I released into her mouth, squeezing her head between my thighs. She let out a helpless moan and whimpered.

As I finished, I patted her head and kissed her. “I guess that proves it. Your mistress really has trained you well.”

She grinned at me as if I'd just granted all of her wishes at once. “Thank you! Thank you, Mistress Clarissa!”

At that, I felt a little uneasy. “Just Clarissa. No need to call me Mistress.”

Chelsea looked wounded for a moment, then started smiling again. “Sorry. Clarissa, I really like you!”

“I'm sure you do, dear. And I like you, too. So, how about we do something that you would like?”

Her eyes widened. “Really?! You mean it?!”

“Yes,” I looked over at Lucianna, “And I'd like your Mistress to help. That is, if you think she's earned it?”

Lucianna stood up. “She followed my instructions quite well, and should be rewarded.”

“I want to be tied to the ceiling while the two of you torture me,” Chelsea said rather quickly. She must have seen me balk at the word 'torture', since she quickly added “That is, if you're up for it.”

“My torturing never involves blood, bone-breaking, or anything similar,” Lucianna assured me, “Chelsea just likes being flogged, denied, and ravaged. I won't hold it against you if you're not up for it.”

I stood, putting a hand on Chelsea's butt. “I'll tell you what: Why don't you give me a demonstration, and I'll see if I'm up for it?”

“Alright,” Lucianna kissed me and grabbed Chelsea's arm. “Strip, pet, and let's get you to the bedroom.”

Chelsea eagerly undid her bra and slipped off her panties. I could scarcely take her eyes off that plump derriere, one which almost put Lucianna's to shame. I'd have to find some excuse to take a bite of it later. The bedroom was the only other room in the apartment, and Chelsea practically flung herself onto the mattress and raised her arms. I grabbed a nearby velvet rope and threaded it through a hook on the ceiling that would almost certainly cost Lucianna her security deposit someday, given how deep the hole would have to be for something so sturdy. She bound Chelsea's wrists, putting a couple of fingers on them as she tied the knots, pulling the line taut until Chelsea's body hung straight down to her knees on the bed.

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As Lucianna opened up her box of toys, I knelt on the bed beside Chelsea, kissing her and exploring her body with my hands. “Mmm... so pretty.” I gave her nipples a nice long lick. “How long have you been Luci's pet for?”

“About three months,” she panted. “She told me I passed her training after only a week.”

I slid my hand down to her butt, my middle finger slipping between the cheeks. “You must have had a good deal of experience,” I said, my finger tip pressing on her pucker.

“I-I had a girlfriend in high school. We practiced a lot together. And Mistress has her ways. She... really makes me want to obey her and please her.”

Lucianna walked over to the bed with an assortment of toys: A strapon, a riding crop, a vibrator, a plug, a pair of clamps, and a double-ended dildo with a switch in the middle. “You give yourself too little credit, sweetie. I wish half of my toys were as obedient as you. I have to do so much brat-taming these days, it's almost not worth the energy.”

I smiled and kissed Chelsea on the cheek, squeezing her butt before removing my hand. “I take it this one's one of your favorites, then?”

“Absolutely,” she grinned, “That's why she spends at least three nights a week here.” Lucianna dropped all but the crop on the mattress. She ran the tip up and down Chelsea's back. “It's always nice to find one who both likes pain and obeys me.”

That was my cue to step back and watch. I stood, arms akimbo as Lucianna slapped Chelsea's rear cheeks sharply a few times each with her riding crop. The girl squealed softly. “Th-thank you, Mistress. May I have some more?”

Lucianna spanked her again with the riding crop. “I could never damage this lovely body of yours. It would be a disgrace to the very notion of beauty.” She smacked the insides of Chelsea's thighs soundly. I noticed her nipples stiffening as she wiggled and moaned.

“Please, mistress... more...” Chelsea whined.

“My Barbie girl wants more,” Lucianna cooed. “Think you'd be willing to give it a try, Clarissa?”

“Well, I never spanked any of my children,” I said, “but Chelsea here is an adult. And she clearly derives enjoyment, rather than fear, from such things. So I'll gladly oblige her.” I took Chelsea's mouth in mine, feeling her eagerly kissing me back, and drove my tongue down her throat as I rubbed my hands over her plump ass. I raised my right palm and brought it down swiftly on her left cheek.

“Mmm...” Chelsea moaned into my mouth, then pulled away briefly. “Harder.” I switched hands, spanking her on her right with twice the force. “H-harder...” She moaned again, this time with more strain in her throat. I moved my right hand to the small of her back, then, with most of my strength, brought my left hand down on both cheeks at once. “K-kiss me when you do it, Cla... rissa... please...”

As I closed my mouth over the submissive little waif's once more, I returned to spanking her every bit as powerfully, alternating hands every two spanks to keep them from hurting too much, but spacing them out to keep her from getting used to it. Not much longer after, Chelsea began moaning and pushing her mouth against mine. I spanked just a little harder a few more times before her moan got distinctly louder and her whole body started shaking. Her nipples were practically steel pressing against mine as I kept spanking her through her orgasm. When I felt her coming down, I pinched her nipples and kissed the front of her neck, the sides covered by her bound and raised arms. “How do you feel, Barbie girl?” I borrowed Lucianna's favorite term.

“I-I think I'm falling for you Clarissa,” she moaned.

“She falls for everyone I've shared her with,” Lucianna clarified.

“I think you mentioned something about that,” I said, giving Chelsea another kiss. “So, now that you've been spanked to orgasm, what would you like to do next?”

“I want you to fuck me,” she panted. “Use Mistress's strapon, and give my ass a treatment I'll never forget.”

From her handing me said strapon, which was black and had a shaft half as thick as my wrist, and a bottle of baby oil, I figured I didn't need to ask for Lucianna's permission to do so. I fastened the implement around myself, feeling the little insertable end entering me, and began lubing it and Chelsea's tight little pucker up. She whined and squirmed, unable to hide her excitement as I positioned the plastic implement right behind her. I pushed her ever so slightly to arch her back and make the insertion easier.

Chelsea groaned, then gasped as I finally got the strap fully inside her. She turned her head to the side and I immediately seized it and began kissing her hungrily. While I was, I felt a pair of legs brushing against my sides. When I looked to see what it was, I saw that Luci had inserted the double-ended implement into herself and was pushing the other end into Chelsea. Effectively, we were double-penetrating her. I stared at Lucianna's naked, well-toned body, her waist-length hair pooling beneath her and her hands locked behind her head as she controlled her motions entirely with her legs. “Good lord, that's so hot,” I couldn't help but say as I gazed at her.

“Couldn't do it without you,” she grinned back. “Now how about I show you just how much playtime this dolly of mine can take?”

“Don't need to tell me twice.” The next good few minutes were full of nothing but thrusts, breast gropes (my hands on Chelsea), moans that could have gotten Lucianna evicted but for her—as I later found out—quite appreciative neighbors. All three of us were glistening with sweat, sliding back and forth on one another, and cumming like crazy. When Luci and I both had our fill, Chelsea was a barely coherent mess. I unbound her wrists and she collapsed on the mattress grinning but too exhausted to even stay upright. We grabbed her and pulled her up, putting her head on the pillow.

“Mmm... thank you, mistresses,” Chelsea moaned as her eyes fluttered closed. We each kissed her, climbing under the covers.

“Lucianna, would you be alright with me having fun with Chelsea now and then on my own?”

“Oh, of course!” she grinned, “I'm always willing to share my toys with you. I'll text you her number in the morning.”

“Thanks,” I kissed her as she craned over Chelsea's head.

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