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“If I’m giving a self-declared slut the time of my day, it’s because she belongs to me and I’m taming such hedonistic behavior out of her.”
There it is.
Mitch felt the same shift in the room as Vanessa. Her whole body stilled as she allowed one foot to slip off the couch. “So, you don’t want to touch me, because I belong to someone.”
“If Vanessa wants to share you with the world, that’s her prerogative. Like you said, every Domme has her signature. Being a cuckold is hers. I’d rather die.”
Who was more disappointed that Vanessa didn’t react? Candace, or Mitch?
“Fine.” Mitch stood up. “Let me entertain you at the end of my leash. You don’t have to touch someone who doesn’t belong to you,andyou see what your guests get. The guests who don’t mind I’m a self-declared slut.”
“No.”
Mitch put her hands on her hips. “Then I’m at a loss. I thought this was an audition?”
“Thalia.” Candace snapped her fingers loud enough to get the hostess’s attention. The rattling of her nipple clamps reminded Vanessa that someone had been sitting next to her this whole time.She’s been engrossed by this whole thing.Like Vanessa and Mitch, Thalia had a covert power to bleed into the shadows. Probably the most perfect asset anyone could have in a club like this. “Come here. Our new recruit needs a partner.”
As if she had been waiting all night to be acknowledged, Thalia scurried off the couch she shared with Vanessa and appeared right at Candace’s side. After a few more words, the off-duty hostess leaned back in her new seat and twiddled her fingers at Mitch, who looked to her Mistress for instructions.
Vanessa nodded. She’d prefer the target be someone demure like Thalia, anyway. The result would probably be the same – Candace, raged by desire for a woman she wouldn’t let herself have.
“Do you need music?” Candace asked. “Because I can have Amalie play something.”
“No need to go out of your way for that.” Mitch only had eyes for Thalia, who shoved her hands in her lap and clasped her legs closed. Yet the expectant look on her face was unmistakable.How sad it has to be in these circumstances.The only movement on Vanessa’s behalf was tucking a curl out of her face. She lightened her grip on the leash, allowing Mitch to crawl on the couch and straddle Thalia’s lap. “I’ve got all I need right here in my head.”
Was there anything more beautiful than Vanessa’s pet in her natural element? With another woman barely containing the anticipation completely making her whole weekend? Mitch may not have been the kind of Domme Thalia usually went for, but Vanessa was still a part of this moment. She held the leash.
A leash Thalia probably wished she could feel pulling onhercollar for a night.
Thalia was completely enraptured by Mitch’s lap dance, however.NowthatI trained her to do. Quite extensively.Vanessa, like many lesbians who spent too much time fantasizing about the naked female form, loved a good lap dance at the end of a long day. Sometimes, that was all she asked of her pet before they went to dinner or bed. She craved feminine sensuality. Even better if it came from a woman who was still learning to embrace what had been dormant inside of her for most of her life.
And Mitch followed her Mistress’s orders to a T, no matter how difficult they were. If Vanessa ordered her to not touch a single hair on a lucky woman’s head, then Mitch obeyed. Thalia’s face may be buried in that cleavage, but skin never actually touched skin. Nor did Mitch’s light, cooling breaths of ardor do anything more than get Thalia excited as she sank deeper into the couch and lightly squealed in delight. If Mitch was determined to exert her sexuality all over this woman, she would, and she’d do it in a way that removed her underwear without once touching a single inch of Thalia’s body.
Her underwear landed on top of Thalia’s head, though. She snatched them off and squeezed them in her hand as Mitch stood above Thalia’s face, giving her the grandest view in the room.
Candace, too, if she dared to look.
“Play along, Thalia,” Candace said. “She can’t pretend to ride your face if you’ve been swallowed by the furniture.”
Mitch didn’t go that far, but when Thalia straightened herself out, another plan became evident. Thalia tittered in delight as Mitch jumped back down on the floor, bending over Thalia’s lap and slowly lifting her shirt. Her nipples were red from the plastic nipple clamps, but Thalia looked like she didn’t mind when Mitch lowered her head and bit the chain holding both clamps together.
She was bent over right in front of Vanessa, who couldn’t help but notice that her pet was quite aroused from this scene. She tugged on the leash. Without acknowledgment, Mitch shifted her hips, showing off her neatly groomed pussy to the woman in charge of a hospitality empire.
You want to fuck my Michelle, don’t you?Vanessa had to hide her disdain as she stared down Candace from across the sunken pit.You can’t stand the thought of doing it in front of me, though. You want her all to yourself. Your tongue won’t taste her until I’m dead.
“Ah!” Thalia broke the tension in the room as she squeezed into the cleft between cushions. Mitch had undone one of the plastic nipple clamps using only her teeth. The latch landed on Thalia’s lip as Mitch went for the other one. Candace was so intrigued she forgot the silent war she had waged with Vanessa only a second ago. “Oh, wow, okay. That’s… that’s hot.”
Mitch stood up, teeth holding one of the plastic clamps while the other dangled in front of her crotch. Using the full give of her leash, she brought it to Candace, who accepted it.
“You’ve broken my Thalia,” Candace chastised. “Those clamps only come off when she’s been dealt with. So, deal with her.”
“We have ground rules,” Vanessa reminded her.
“It’s fine.” Sighing, Mitch returned to Thalia, who now touched herself as the naked woman straddled her again. “I know exactly what to do.”
Her mouth hovered against Thalia’s throat. Mitch completely surrounded the submissive hostess, never touching her, but completely enthralled in her body and the way she touched herself between the thighs. Thalia closed her eyes and surrendered to the moment, a tender display of two women teasing each other to orgasm.
Mitch almost got too close, though. Vanessa yanked on the leash. Mitch jerked back, catching her balance on the back of the couch. Thalia was none the wiser as she slowly worked herself into a bigger frenzy.
