“Wake up bitch!” Megan had drifted off to sleep after Derik and his velvet tongue had given her another climax. It was her first weekend with Mike, her part time master who she thought of  as Him. To her surprise it was also her first threesome with a man she had never met. Between the stress of the situation and too many climaxes to count she was ready for a nap.  It wasn’t someone pinching her labia and giving it a sharp tug that woke her, it was the voice. The voice was like a slap to the face. “Wake up bitch!”

 It was a woman’s voice.

Megan sat up on the bed and saw a beautiful woman about her age, maybe younger. Long dark hair. Fiery hazel eyes. Very petite. She could barely be over five feet tall but she had the attitude of an Amazon. She grabbed Megan’s nipple in a familiar pinch and roughly pulled her up onto her hands and knees. The woman laid down in front of her and said “Now that you have been shown how to eat pussy let’s she what you can do.” Maybe she was tired, may she was disoriented, but whatever the reason, Megan didn’t hesitate. She had never even looked closely at much less touched another woman’s pussy. Now she was licking one. The woman grabbed Megan’s hair and pulled her in close. She thought she might suffocate. “Come on bitch. You have one of these. You should know what to do with it” the woman said as she ground Megan’s face into her. “Are you eating pussy or having a seizure? Damn. Get the hell off of me” the woman yelled as she drug Megan’s head out from between her legs. “Derik!” Before she was completely out of the way he was pushing past her. The woman’s held his hair as she had Megan’s but she didn’t hold his face as close. She didn’t interfere with the maestro and his magical tongue. Now Megan knew how he had gotten so good. He had a strict instructor. Megan watched the woman as Derik performed his magic. She was sure the woman had a climax but tried not to let it show, then she pushed Derik away. “I’m disappointed Derik, you were not much better than her.” Then she grabbed the chastised Derik by his huge cock and Megan by her nipple and led them into the living room where Mike was sitting in his chair. “Sit.” Megan knelt as Mike had taught her. Derik knelt, then leaned forward on his elbows and place his forehead to the floor.

“Is this what happens when you get old Mike? You settle? You take what you can get?” she said, hands on her hips, head tilted toward Megan.

“I see you haven’t changed a bit Brandi. Still a big ego trapped in a little package” he replied with a smile.

Megan watched her as best she could without turning her head. She was small but with a nicely proportioned body. Small but full, perky breasts. An ass any woman would love to have. She walked over to a pocket book on the coffee table and unclipped the strap. Bending it double, Brandi walked back over and gave Derik several hard lashes on his ass.

“Do you know why I am doing this Derik?”

“Because I deserve it, Mistress.”

“And why do you deserve it?”

“I don’t know Mistress. But you do and that is all that matters.”

She unleashed several more lashes and looked at Mike as if to say ‘that’s how it’s done’.

“Would you like a drink Brandi? I could use a bite to eat myself.”  Last year when her husband went to his fraternity golf tournament she spent the weekend in her pajamas reading and watching Lifetime movies. Megan watched as two naked adults went into the kitchen while two more naked adults knelt on the floor. Talk about an alternate universe. Although there was obvious tension between Mike and Brandi, she could hear casual conversation among the clink of dishes and the rattle of wrappers and bags. She wondered what type of relationship they had. She wondered if and when her and Derik would get to eat. Derik. He hadn’t moved an inch since he knelt down. She was tempted to lean back a little to see if he had welts when He came back into the room. Mike was shaking his head and had a odd little smile on his face. Brandi came strutting into the room behind him and she had…she had…she had a dick!

A strap-on thought Brandi, it’s a strap-on. She had been doing some research online so she would not be caught completely off guard with whatever He might want to do. With a sigh of relief she saw it was not a monster sized one like she saw online. This one was not even as big as Derik. Megan wondered how he felt about her using it on him.

“I’m in the mood for some pussy. Bend over bitch. And brace yourself, this isn’t going to be an old man fucking you.”

Megan glance at Him and gave her a slight nod. She bent forward onto her elbows and knees. The feeling was familiar but at first it was cold instead of warm. Brandi was trying to impress her with hard thrusts but He had prepared her for those. Mike watched for a few minutes and then said to excuse him he needed to answer the call of nature.

"He hasn't changed. He's such a tight ass I'm surprised he can shit." She had stopped thrusting while she talked. "Laying out rules and boundaries for his precious tabby cat. 'You can't do anything that will leave a mark'". Whap! She slapped Megan hard on the ass. "We’ll see about that. 'And absolutely no anal, do you hear me Brandi?'" she said trying to imitate his deep voice. "You are a spoiled little bitch is what you are."  Whap! Another slap on the ass. "I think a little anal is exactly what you need" she said as she pressed the head of the strap-on to Megan's asshole.

Megan yelled red but no one heard her. She was drowned out by a shriek from Brandi. Megan looked back to see Brandi back peddling across the floor as Mike drug her by her hair. When he let go she tried to kick him but he easily dodged her foot and slapped her hard across the face. Before she could recover he had her by the throat in a vise like grip and had lifted her up so she was on her tip toes. She was scratching at his arms and trying to pry his fingers from her throat as her face grew redder and redder. He grabbed her hand and rolled his wrist outward, twisting her arm. She immediately dropped her other hand and got still. Derik had stood up but looked uncertain what to do.

"Little bobcat, is your bitch a fighter? Mike asked Brandi. "It's been a long time since I played gladiator but I'm game if he is."

Brandi tried to talked but ended up making a stop motion with her hand and then pointed down at the floor. Derik knelt back down but did not put his head to the floor this time.

"I see you haven't changed little bobcat. Still no boundaries. I’ll have to do something about that. Tabby cat come here."  

Meagan jumped up and hurried to his side. "In the top drawer of my nightstand is a pair of handcuffs. Go get them."

These were real handcuffs Megan thought. The ones He used on her were wide leather bands lined with a soft sheepskin like fur. He didn’t want the restraint to leave marks her husband would see.

"Okay little bobcat, you know the drill."  Brandi put her free hand behind her and Megan locked the handcuff around it. "Now the other hand bobcat."  When she hesitated he said "You can wait until you pass out, which won't be long, but then you may not enjoy what comes next with the nasty headache you will get."  Brandi hesitated a moment longer, for pride, then she put her other hand behind her back. With both hands cuffed she was easy for Him to control. "It's been a while since we played prison guard." He held the cuffs by the chain and lifted his hand up. Pulling her arms up behind her put painful stress on her shoulders. She bent over forward to ease the pressure. "The prison guard always gets what he wants. Right bobcat?"  "Tabby cat?"

"Yes Sir?"

"Take that contraption off her. "

Megan's fingers trembled as she undid the buckles. Brandi or bobcat, had been His pet. She had belonged to him just as Megan did now and He had slapped her hard and choked her until she almost passed out.

"Now then bobcat, I know exactly what you need. The problem is I also know what you want. Derik. Help tabby cat put on that store bought dick."

It was hard to tell who was the most surprised. Bobcat tried to protest but only succeeded in having a coughing fit. Megan just stared at Him. And Derik stared back and forth at everyone. Then he went into action and with well practice hands he had the strap-on in place in an instant. Mike guided bobcat to his chair, stepped to the side, and lifted his hand holding the cuff chain, forcing her to bend over the arm rest. "Tabby cat. What you do and don't do now will set the tempo for what I do to you later."

The sound of bobcat's attempted curses when the first hard slap hit her ass were lost in His outburst of laughter. Encouraged by His laughter Megan spanked her again and again. Her excitement turning to anger at Brandi's arrogance. Megan's hand stung from hitting her so hard. She stopped and looked at the red skin of Brandi's ass. She looked at Him and he just raised one eye brow as if to ask 'now what?'  She remembered his words: ‘what you do and don't do‘. She slid two fingers into Brandi's wet pussy. Her very wet pussy. Then she put the head of the dildo to Brandi's asshole but she couldn't do it. She lowered it and pushed it into her pussy. As she started moving it in and out Megan was surprised at the way it rubbed and pressed against her. She wasn't sure which of them came first. She heard the surprisingly low, loud groan that came from the small body. Hearing Brandi's groan triggered one of her own. As she stood catching her breath, He told her to take off the strap-on and kneel by his chair.

"Damn bobcat. What did you think about that? Looked fun to me. I think I'll give it go round."

When he finished spanking her he said "I think I could light a cigarette on your ass bobcat. Only one thing to do with an ass that hot."  His cock sunk into her pussy. Three slow deep thrusts. Then he put the head to her to asshole, looked at Megan and said "this is the one thing you did that disappointed me tabby cat. But we will rectify that later." And he push the head of his cock in. "Tabby cat you will need a warm wet washcloth."  Megan jumped up and ran to the bathroom. When she returned she watched Him. He was coming. The slow thrust. The pause. Another slow thrust. Another pause while the come pumped out. He pulled out. Come dripping of his cock. "I do miss your ass bobcat."  He rubbed her cherry red ass and said to her "You always get what you want don't you? At least this time maybe you got a little more than you expected."

"Derik. Your turn."

Derik looked like a deer in the headlights.

"Come on Derik. She has relinquished her title for the time being. She is not Mistress Brandi. She is little bobcat and she wants someone to play with her. You might as well.  She is going to beat the shit out of you later. It will be easier to take if you know you deserved it."

Megan cleaned Mike's cock with the cloth while they watched bobcat get another spanking. “Sit in my lap tabby cat.” As they watched Derik's huge cock disappear into Brandi, Mike's large rough hands gently caressed Megan's body. He spoke softly in her ear "They will leave soon. We will eat. Shower. Maybe take a nap. I want you clean and refreshed when it is your turn to play prison guard."

She lay on top of Him, both of them covered in sweat. She was exhausted. Her ass was sore. On the outside and the inside. She wondered if she would have to make him mad before He would do it again. It would be worth a try. She could feel his heart beat and breathing slowing down. “Time to go to sleep tabby cat. Go to your spot.” She felt numb as she drug herself out of the bed and went to her little rug and laid down. She heard him coming, hoping he had changed his mind, but he just laid a light blanket over her. “Sweet dream young pet.” He went to the kitchen for a drink of water and returned to his room. A piece of property is all I am she thought. Something to be used and put away until needed again. Had bobcat left him or had he tired of her and thrown her away? Her exhaustion finally took over and Megan drifted in and out sleep. She dreamed she was on her hands and knees with a line of men behind her. Then she was at work but she was wearing the strap-on but no one seemed to notice. She felt Him tug her hair, it was time for a hello kiss. The tug got harder and she realized it was not a dream, he was tugging her hair.

“I’m sorry” she said as she scrambled up to kneeling position. “Sir. I am sorry Sir”. Were Brandi and Derik back? Was someone else here? What now?

He kept pulling her hair until she was standing and he led her into the kitchen. If he saw she had been crying he did not show it. She hadn’t noticed the bag on the counter until he reached in pulled a small metal cylinder. It‘s a small bullet vibrator. You will keep this in your pocket book.  We will practice using it tomorrow.  He stood and looked at her for a long time. Out of the bag he pulled a simple black leather collar with a silver buckle and silver ring for hooking a leash. He held it so she could she the small silver name plate. ‘Caramel‘ was engraved on it. “You are MY young pet‘ He said with the emphasis on ‘my‘. You are MY little tabby cat. You belong to me. Turn around.” He slipped the collar around her neck and buckled it.  “You are my caramel cat” he whispered in her ear. “No leash for now so this will have to do” he said as he grabbed her nipple and led her to his bedroom.

 “Let’s go to bed Caramel.”