Dawn and Trisha 4
Amid the throes of their passion, Dawn and Trisha discuss their life.
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Dawn chuckles as she looks down to her pet, running her fingers through Trisha’s hair. “That’s a good pet, you lick my pussy good. Consider this your punishment for thinking you could fuck Rob.”
Trisha’s eyes widen at that remark, but Dawn gives her a quick, reassuring wink. Through a muffled response, Trisha responds by thrusting her tongue deep into her mistress.
Dawn groans, tilting her head back and grabbing one of her own breasts, squeezing as she thinks about her next words. “Oooh, that’s right. You locked me up to this Beast just so you could have my husband fill you up! That’s why you were trying to awaken his inner beast as well.” She looks over her shoulder, panting as she sees the sleeping Rob, content on the recliner. “I wonder what he’d do right now if he saw us like this together? He’d probably go right up to those spread legs of yours and fuck you silly all over again, and you’d love that.” She asks, shoving her hips up against Trisha and wiggling them enough to muffle her even further. “You’d love it if Rob would just fuck you over and over again. Well, would you love it more than what I’m doing to you now?”
Trisha’s eyes flash open and she shakes her head frantically, trying to break her hands free from the restraints of the bed beast.
Dawn shudders, the sweat beading on her head. “Hah… no… I get it… you love both of us. Such a wonderful pet you’ve become, Trisha. We’ll be all one big happy family. I wonder, though, if your husband’s dick can’t satisfy you, will it be able to make me feel anything? I’d thought a guy like him would have a monster in his pants, but I guess not.”
Trish groans as she is left absolutely no way to defend her or her husband’s honor, but instead she just continues pleasuring Dawn, her nose rubbing up against her clit, her tongue lashing at the mistress’s folds. She is nothing but a pet, nothing but a servant, and she has to do everything that Dawn has in store for her.
Dawn bites her lip, grinding up against her once more before she lets out a long and pleased cry. She sprays out onto her friend, covering Trisha’s face with her orgasm before she falls back, facing the ceiling and sprawled out on top of the woman. Rubbing her hands through her hair, Dawn just takes a moment to recuperate before she wraps her legs around Trisha’s head and pulls her in once more.
Trisha had taken a few breaths and licked around her cheeks, but she cannot hope to clean herself up without the use of her arms. When she’s grabbed, she squeals only to be locked with Dawn’s pussy once more. “Alright, lover,” Dawn says. “I’m new to all of this kinky shit. Tell you what… I’ll let you out of this bed beast if you show me where you keep your toys.”
Trisha nods quickly, letting out emphatic “mmm MMM!”
Dawn purrs and lets go, rolling off of her pet. With a press of a button, the Bed Beast releases Trisha, who rubs her ankles and wrists and sighs in relief.
“Oh wow, mistress, you want to- MMPH!”
Trisha is knocked off guard by the sudden introduction of her mistress’s toes against her lips. Dawn raises a finger and waves it at Trisha “Tisk Tisk, Trisha, dear. Show me the treasure trove, and then you can rain praises down upon me. How about that?”
Trisha gulps and wiggles out from under Dawn and off of the bed. She takes a moment to stand up, wiping the lady ejaculate from her face. She looks over her shoulder, her eyes flashing mischievously as she looks back to Dawn. “Right this way, to my personal collection.”
Dawn slips from the bed and immediately walks up to Trisha, wrapping her arms around her and bringing them up to her chest. “Mmm, I think I’ll have me some of these wonderful tits and all your curves. You’re mine in every way, and I’m going to fuck you in ways your husband or any of the other swingers ever could.” She nips at Trisha’s ear at that promise.
Trisha closes her eyes, biting her lip, but she speaks up once more, saying, “Mistress… th-thank you. All my life, I needed someone who could complete me. Someone who could take this slutty beast within me and quell it. I feel… I feel I’m almost there. Cured—cured by my mistress’s touch.”
Dawn tweaks her nipples, blowing out some hot air through her nose. “I’m going to give you everything you ever wanted, Trisha, and you’re going to satisfy me as long as I require you. We can’t do this forever, you know that.”
Trisha shudders, but nods. “I… I understand.”
Dawn presses her tongue against her lover’s face, slowly bringing it up along her cheek and then kissing her. “That’s right… we’re both mothers, and, at the end of the day, we will have to return to our normal lives. I won’t let this consume me, but neither will it consume you!”
Trisha sighs at that, pulling herself away from her mistress at first. “R… right. Of course. I didn’t mean to imply that this would be our entire life, I mean… we’re adults here. This is just us… venting, you know?” She spins around and heads down the hall, keeping her flushed face away from Dawn. “Right this way, mistress. We must take a look at all the toys I have to offer you.”
Dawn slips back into the play and nods. “Very well. I must see what sort of treasures my pet has accumulated. Who knows, maybe one day we’ll get to use all of them. But today, I think I got enough in me for maybe one more session.”
Trisha keeps silent for now and pads along the upper hallway. She takes a turn down the hall and stops at another room. One of the doors to the side of this room is slightly ajar, and when Trisha opens up this room, she stops, noticing that Dawn has walked on over to the other.