I hate this woman. I hate your girlfriend. I really, really hate her. 

I feel like I have to keep reminding myself of that because she’s stood in front of me, smirking. 

I guess she’s pretty, objectively. Not my type even if women were my type. But she’s skinny and blonde and has eyebrows to die for. 

I’m hesitating and you can tell. Your rough hand skims over my upraised ass, ever so gently. It’s unusual for you to touch me so softly. “Open up,” you say again, and while your tone is gentle, it’s every inch an order. 

My mouth is the only part of my body I can move, but it’s still harder than I expected. 

I’m up on a table on all fours, completely naked. Leather straps are wound around my ankles, knees and thighs to keep my legs spread. The straps on my arms and wrists stop me from covering myself. The ones digging into my hips and collarbone stop me from wriggling. The one around my neck keeps my face prone. I can barely move. 

Ever so slowly, I open my mouth wide. 

And then there’s a rubber dildo thrust past my lips, all the way into my mouth, hitting the back of my throat. I’ve never choked on a dick before - let alone a rubber strap on wielded by my master’s girlfriend. 

She sets a relentless pace, fucking my face, making me cough. I want to beg her to stop, beg him to make her stop, but I can barely even catch my breath. 

Behind me, the tip of your cock just brushes my pussy and I almost forget everything else. 

I struggle to press back, to make you screw me, but all I’m doing is chafing skin all over my body against my bonds. 

“It’s so hot, seeing her use you. Want me to do the same? Want me to just slide into your wet pussy?” 

I can’t nod, I can’t say yes, I don’t know what he wants from me. Please. Please just fuck me. 

She stops, deep in my mouth. “Answer him, you useless bitch.” 

I grunt around the dildo. She doesn’t get to speak to me. 

She does, however, get to slap me around the face. Hard. I groan, but I can’t even pull away from the blow. 

And then there’s a matching slap on my ass. 

I want to be able to move. I want to wriggle and touch - myself or you, I’m not fussed - and I really want to press myself onto your hard cock. 

“You did this to yourself, remember,” you say. “You let yourself become my dirty little fucktoy. My girlfriend found out. What did you think would happen?” 

She starts to push in and out of my mouth again. My jaw is aching and I feel like we’re far from finished. 

You chuckle a little, and rub your dick along my slit once more. “You like being called a fucktoy. You’re enjoying being used by her - not as much as I’m enjoying watching it, though. I love teasing you and watching you get wetter. I’ve barely touched you and you’re literally dripping onto my cock. I wish you could see.” 

With no warning at all, you slip deep inside me and I can’t stop the long, low growl that is garbled by her strap on. 

You and her, it’s a brutal pounding. Both equally fast and hard but not in synch so I’m being pushed and pulled and stretched past the point of pleasure. It’s so much, too much, too hard, but I cannot move an inch. My eyes well with tears that I will not let fall. All I can do is take the fucking like the dirty little slut I am. 

And as that thought crosses my mind, I feel my pussy tighten around you. I’m coming to the edge. Your hands are digging into my waist, hers are on my shoulders - I’m sure she’s leaving nail marks, the bitch, my temporary mistress. 

Your bare palm cracks across my right ass cheek and then you’re finished before I can, you’re filling me with cum. You stop pumping and so does she. You take a moment, still inside me, and I know I could get myself off if I could just fuck myself against you a few more times right now. 

But instead, you pull out. And she follows suit. 

I take a deep, slow breath, relishing the feeling. And then proceed to pant like a dog. I can feel your cum start to dribble down the inside of my thighs. 

“Please don’t leave me here.” My voice is tiny. 

She laughs, and tosses her annoying blonde mane back. “We’re not even close to done with you. You’ll know I’m finished only when you never again want to fuck my man.”

You move around so I can finally see you, and raise your eyebrows. “And when will that happen, slut?” 

She won’t like my answer, but it’s the only one I have to give. 

“Only when my Master doesn’t want to fuck me anymore. Until that day I’m his to use.” My tone is flat but it still makes him grin like the Cheshire Cat. 

She raises one eyebrow and then, excruciatingly slowly, reaches out with one finger. One immaculately painted red nail digs into my cheek, and then like a cat she drags it across my skin. The pain is sharp and surprising, and I can’t stop myself from wincing. 

I’m sore all over and she’s taking the fun out of it, standing over me. I want so badly to safeword - but I’m scared to say it in case you ignore it. You never have before, but it’s always been just the two of us in the past. 

“I want to fuck her in the ass.” 

Your smile gets even wider, somehow. I try desperately to shake my head but you just wave one hand as if to say, go ahead. 

As she moves around the table, I take small relief in the fact that I don’t have to look at her smug face anymore. Until she leans over me to whisper in my ear. “Don’t expect any more lube than the saliva you put on my dick when I fucked your slutty little face.” 

I’ll give her this, she’s true to her word. Barely seconds pass before she’s forcing her rubber monster into my asshole. I clench my teeth so hard my jaw is trembling because I will not, must not, cry out. I will not give her the satisfaction. 

It was too big for my mouth but now it feels even larger, even longer. I’m being stretched more than I ever have and it just seems to keep going in. Every inch hurts. Her hands are digging into my already sore ass cheeks to help her force herself in. 

And then she’s all the way in. She stops, and there’s the cool leather of her harness against my skin. Relief floods me, followed by pride. And then I feel more wetness drip from my pussy. 

“So fucking sexy,” you say, and for a millisecond, it’s all worth it. 

Then you rest one hand on my cheek. “Open up.” 

I do, immediately, and it’s a little easier this time. It’s easier to submit to you in front of me. But I’m so sore and so tired and so frustrated with my need for a release, warring with my refusal to cum while she’s inside me. Your dick is completely hard again and when you push it into my mouth all I can taste is myself. 

You thrust all the way in, and then nod to her behind me. She pulls out, pauses momentarily, and then slams back in. While she fucks me, fast and unbearably painful, you’re still. I’m so close to screaming around you, so close to begging for this to end. 

And then you pinch my nostrils shut. 

I panic. It’s so very unexpected. I’m still trying desperately to breathe, my body straining in the bonds. 

That’s when I feel it. My submission starts from your fingertips and trickles through my body, all the way to my ass. My muscles relax all over. My asshole opens up for her fucking - it starts to feel like bliss under the pain. She slaps my ass and it brings up a wave of goosebumps. 

When you let go of my nose I barely even notice myself start breathing. I’m not really a body anymore, just a bundle of live nerves. You say something I barely hear and then so slowly start to fuck my face, pushing yourself right to the back of my throat. My gag reflex doesn’t trigger, I just accept you so willingly. 

I feel a sharp pinch to my clit - her fingers on my most pleasurable place, squeezing it so hard I should be scared she’ll rip it off. Instead, I groan with pleasure. 

The humming must set you off; I feel your cum fill my mouth and swallow, drink it down, suck every drop out of you. 

“Good girl,” you say and I am a flood of juice dripping from my pussy, I am a puddle. 

You pull out and watch your girlfriend fuck your sub’s ass - and I am so submissive in this moment, so completely yours that I am enjoying her mistreatment. 

“I want you to be sore for a week,” she hisses. “I want to cum while I ruin your ass, and then leave you here until I’m ready to destroy your cunt.” 

I can feel her fingers moving behind me, fluttering against my bum. I can only assume that she’s rubbing herself with one hand, while the other is still asserting her power over my poor, sore clit. 

You’re staring at me. 

I stare back as I say, “Please use me as you desire, Mistress.”