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Diane moaned at the sight of his lengthy red cock, a drop of precum dripping from his glans. Excitedly she took it in her hand and from there, crammed it into her mouth. Her head whipped back and forth, as if veering between the eagerness and the shame she felt. Gagging herself as she forced his big dick into her mouth so far that it was like she was battering her throat with it.

Kneeling, her face dripping with Sarah’s wetness and her mouth full of Cannon’s massive prick, Diane wallowed in the feeling of being a sex slave twice over. She was doing something so shocking and taboo that the outrage of participating it nearly made her came all by itself.

Her arousal grew even more immense when Sarah lowered herself to the floor behind Diane, pressing her breasts into the other woman’s naked back, making sure Diane was taking all she could of Cannon’s enormous member. Then Sarah started playing with Diane’s swollen breasts… sliding one hand down her taut stomach to probe her trembling pussy… finally fingering her servant in slow, tantalizing pitches of middle and ring finger. Diane really began to gorge herself then, but like Sarah, Cannon held her head firmly in place, his powerful hands making sure she accepted the slow, deep thrusts he fucked her mouth with.

Sarah’s sharp teeth sank into Diane’s neck from behind, and she let out low animal sounds of enjoyment at having Diane’s flesh in her jaws. They were nearly indistinguishable from the noises she’d first made when she’d started fingering Diane. After many, many sessions with Diane, Sarah knew precisely how to rub and stroke and touch her so that she never came, but remained indefinitely at a pitch of agonizing readiness, of hair-trigger orgasm without ever making it to release. That was the way she pleasured Diane now, and though Diane knew what she was doing, the blonde loved it.

Feverishly moaning, she sucked Cannon off, almost choking herself in her need for him. That excited her, made her cunt more tender, until she was about to explode with rapture on Sarah’s pistoning fingers. But before she could, Sarah slowed her touching down until she wasn’t pleasuring Diane, only teasing her. Diane groaned deep in her throat with the suspense she was in.

But being toyed with by lovely, domineering Sarah while she went down on a well-hung man like Cannon pushed Diane into giving the blowjob of a lifetime. She sucked on Cannon’s impassioned erection in a frenzy of want, demanding his thick issue spurting massively down her throat. She jerked on the base of his length eagerly while pumping her mouth at the end, trying to work Cannon’s seed out of him, with her body all but unwillingly writhing and undulating on Sarah’s tempting fingers.

And she got what she so desperately sought when Cannon came in boiling torrents. Diane swallowed and swallowed again, just about drowning in the thick bursts of semen he filled her mouth with. She tried desperately to orgasm on Sarah’s fingers too, but it was impossible with Sarah slowing her touch to a cautious crawl. Diane had to pump furiously with her sex and it still wasn’t enough to get her off.

After she’d drained the last sweet drop of sperm from Cannon’s stilling cock, Diane immediately pulled her mouth free of his erection and cried out. “God, Mistress, Sarah, don’t tease me! I wanna come! Ooooh, please, make me come, faster, harder, PLEASE! UNNH!”

Cannon watched, his breath bolting in and out of him. Sarah’s eyes were gleaming with cruelty, but he’d never seen her so beautiful: insanely aroused, sexually teasing a submissive woman, fingering Diane while she played with her luscious breasts and bit at her neck like an animal. Even though his cock had just been sucked off, Cannon felt a swell of new potency at the sight. He took his prick in hand and pumped its length, allowing himself to recover from his last ejaculation while enjoying the Sapphic show.

Diane crushed Sarah’s hand to her needing cunt, but instead of bringing her to a climax, Sarah yanked her fingers back and stood. She licked her soaked fingers clean.

“Get on the bed,” she ordered Diane. “Down on your back.”

Trembling with need and aching for relief, Diane obeyed. She stretched her arms and legs up to the headboard and down to the footboard; without discussing it, Sarah and Cannon bound her limbs with nylon. It simply made sense to Cannon, what to do with the nylons she tossed to him.

Diane still wore her sheer white panties. With only them on, the blonde looked more desirable than she ever had in her life so far. She was at a fever pitch of excitement, a fine film of sweat over her body, her swollen breasts heaving eagerly. Her pink slit twitched and clenched, all the more erotically inviting outlined by her tight panties. The sight of her made Cannon feel compelled to satisfy her

“Needs it enough to do anything I want,” Sarah breathed, shivering with her own eagerness as she mounted the bound blonde.

She tantalized Diane in earnest, kissing her on the mouth and caressing her ripe curves, ducking down to suck on each lavish breast in turn, her raw hunger and the delicious taste of Diane’s satiny flesh driving her to make gluttonous sounds of enjoyment.

Sarah had been right to bring Cannon in. While she could get herself off just by teasing, fingering, eating, and cocking another woman, the presence of a man—of Cannon—doubled her mad excitement. He was virile and domineering, like she was with Diane, and when she saw him give his big cock to Diane’s mouth, it was like seeing a male version of herself fuck that bitch’s face. She couldn’t wait to finish with Diane and then spread for that huge prick, gorged on Diane’s submissive lustfulness like an aperitif to their passion for each other.

On the bed, Diane wailed and tugged at her bonds, Sarah’s teasing growing unbearable. Her burning pussy was in a constant state of quivering. Now Sarah stuck her tongue out and tickled Diane’s folds with her long tongue: didn’t kiss it, didn’t eat it, didn’t suck at it, but only shivered the tip of her tongue around in Diane’s opening to drive her into a delirium of need.

“Eat me, dammit!” Diane cried, pumping her groin upward at Sarah’s mouth with as much speed as she could get. She was so primed that her cunt was dripping with arousal, twitching against every move of Sarah’s gently nuzzling lips. “Lick it, please! Sarah! You’re killing me! Oh God, make me come!”

But Sarah felt a hot glow in her own folds, gathering into a relentless flame. Even though she’d had orgasm after orgasm in Diane’s mouth, and not too long ago, now she was working herself back up into insatiable need, as much as the sobbing Diane experienced.

Sarah could not deny herself, not when Diane’s main appeal to her was being willing to sate her every need. She lost control, pulling Diane’s panties aside to plunge her tongue deep into Diane’s juicy cunt, and ravenously moaned at the taste she found. Diane screamed excitedly herself, hips jerking convulsively. But Sarah always knew exactly when her lovely victim was about to get off. She could tell by the spasms of Diane’s sex, her cries, the quiver of her throbbing flesh against Sarah’s possessive fingers.

Just when Diane was primed to orgasm, Sarah took her mouth away. She pushed her tongue into the blonde’s asshole instead, tormenting her further, this time with a different sort of pleasure than the kind she needed to finish her off.

“Suck me, you mean bitch!” Diane cried, her own control absolutely shattered. Her body was so knotted up with tension that she was on the verge of screaming. Every time Sarah worked her up to the edge of climax and then let her passion dwindle back down again, the frustration became more nerve-racking.

By now, though, Sarah was just about as hot as Diane. Still crouched between Diane’s sleek thighs, she turned her head back to Cannon where he stood watching intently, slowly masturbating the erection that had returned to full mast, enjoying the two women’s sadomasochistic interplay.

“Fuck me, Cannon!” she hissed. “I want it all in me, now, hurry!”

Cannon didn’t need any encouragement to indulge himself, especially after watching how Sarah had teased and tantalized Diane to the point of madness. Usually, he’d have reservations about serving as any woman’s trained stud, but he couldn’t argue at the results. Walking briskly to the bed, he shuffled on his knees until he was behind Sarah’s tight ass.

She still wore her translucent bra, her skimpy panties, and the nylons that so flattered her legs—nothing Sarah needed to look so incredibly sensual, but it made plain her eagerness to fuck, and that heightened her sex appeal to a razor’s edge. Her pink pussy glistened through her crotchless panties, a target inviting the wildest lust imaginable in Cannon.

Sarah continued her torment of Diane’s aching sex, licking it with mocking gentleness while it shuddered and spasmed, wanting so much more. And while she did, Cannon gripped his massive erection in one hand and brought the knob to Sarah’s waiting cunt.

At the instant of contact, Sarah slid her hips back and gulped down his throbbing manhood, grabbing as much of it as she could in her fiercely tight grip. No matter how many times Cannon’s monstrous endowment had pumped into that cunt, it still seemed as tight and juicy and excited as ever, roiling around his manhood like it was being despoiled for the first time.

Clutching her supple hips as firmly as he could, Cannon rutted into her harder and harder and harder, every brutal slam bringing a depraved moan from Sarah. She was taking him to the hilt almost immediately.

Cannon could see both mistress and submissive from his position, and sating himself with Sarah by no means diminished the lust he felt for Diane. He was only able to resist taking her in hand and possessing her with the same urgent rhythm as his desire for Sarah by reminding himself that Diane loved the torment she was currently in. Neither she nor Sarah would want it interrupted before it came to its zenith. And fucking Sarah was part of that torture; he could see the blazing jealousy in her eyes as she watched him pump his throbbing erection as deep as it could go into Sarah’s appreciative body.

“It’s not fair!” Diane sobbed, her body flowing with urgent, rutting twitches, watching Cannon possess Sarah through a fog of tears. “Me too! I wanna be fucked too, goddammit!”

As if brought to orgasm by Diane’s despair, Sarah came in a fine spray over Cannon’s groin and abs, clawing at Diane’s toned belly with curled fingers and flicked her tongue like a snake’s at Diane’s dripping womanhood.

The taste was so succulent that she had to force herself not to keep sampling it, sucking at Diane’s lush sex in a blissful haze. No, not yet, not until Diane was mad with fervor, begging for more with all her heart and soul, willing to go to any lengths to get the climax Sarah was tempting her with.

Sarah was power-mad now. The more Diane sobbed and pleaded, the hotter the thrill was inside her. There was nothing more beautiful to her than Diane’s swollen pussy, pink but tinted with a reddened need, convulsing desperately for release, dripping with a heady fragrance before her face.

Like a microcosm of Diane, it trembled and spasmed, its juices streaming out. Sarah kept trying to make it hotter and more frenetic. She wanted it coursing with arousal like the agonized tears leaking from Diane’s eyes.

“Lovely!” Sarah trilled, though she might have been referring to how Cannon’s lengthy shaft was throbbing inside her clasping snatch. “Lovely wet pussy… Diane, baby, I love the way that cunt looks! Yes, beg with it, make it dance for me, bring it closer! Mmm, it’s so hot, so nice to look at! You want me to tongue it now, baby? Right now?”

Her eyes twitched upward in her skull as her tongue flicked out, licking heatedly at Diane’s engorged clit. A wild cry jumped out of Diane’s throat and, all at once, Cannon was shooting his powerful load into Sarah’s madly sucking cunt.

Her eyes now tightly shut, her parted lips letting out a luscious moan, Sarah jammed her tongue into Diane’s anus, rubbing her nose lasciviously against her slit so that Diane was tormented as much as pleasured. Whether she loved it or hated it, she was kept at an intense plateau of excitement.

Sucking in air, Cannon climbed off the gaping Sarah. Winded, he laid down on his side to watching the continuing spectacle of the obscene display. He knew his erection would be back up in a matter of minutes. Sarah had hooked him, intriguing him with her crazed sex games far beyond just the offer of her body or even Diane’s.

He watched Sarah mockingly bite and suck at Diane’s inner thighs, nearing her needy pussy but never getting to it, while greedy fingers enjoyed the feel of Diane’s naked breasts.

“Eat me, fuck me! I need to come!” Diane sobbed, her body on fire, her mind reeling with the thrill of how badly she wanted this. Her wrists and ankles were chafing against the nylons, yet even if she could’ve escaped the maddening play of Sarah’s tongue and hands, she wouldn’t have. Being in Sarah’s power was even more intoxicating than the sex she begged for.

“Sweet, sweet pussy,” Sarah breathed, rubbing Diane’s sweaty thighs with her palms, running her tongue along the contours of her mound. “Now, baby? You want to come in my mouth now? Are you ready too, huh? Or do we need to get you hotter? Want Mistress to fuck you with a big dildo just like I got fucked by Cannon, huh, do you?”

It struck Diane that Sarah was more than just a tease. She was a sadist! This was how she got off, taking a helpless woman and titillating her to the point of madness, taunting her with every sensuality she could, wallowing in their unfulfilled need, the cruel bitch!

But that knowledge did nothing to damp the raging fire between Diane’s legs. Sarah had become an expert at bringing her victim to the edge of rapture and then slowing her ministrations down to a cruel trickle of ecstasy. Kissing and nibbling and biting and squeezing in only the smallest amount to give Diane a taste of fulfillment, raising her hopes, and then leaving her all worked up with no satisfaction to show for it.

Then Diane had a flash of inspiration. Later, she’d regret it, but in her current state it seemed like a godsend. Marshalling all her force of will, Diane relaxed herself as best she could. Then she started to laugh. Not in hysterics, but with loud, mocking fervor.

Confused, Sarah straightened up for a better look at her. “What is it, Diane? What’s so funny?”

“You!” Diane spat, though her heart was slamming into her ribs like a battering ram. “You silly cunt, Bill plays with me better than this! To tell the truth, ‘Mistress,’ you’re starting to bore me, you and your games of make-believe. Even you’d rather have a real man satisfy you, so why don’t you give Cannon a turn on me? He’s the one I want, not some girl scout who thinks she’s hot shit! Go ahead, play with my ass some more—I could use a good nap since these restraints are keeping me from leaving!”

If Sarah hadn’t been so caught up in the fantasy of finally involving Cannon in their games, she would’ve seen that Diane was acting. But Diane’s words stung her like hot needles, building a deep rage inside her bowels. A girl scout? Games of make-believe?

Sarah had heard Diane curse her out before, as part of her uncontrolled verbiage trying for release, but she’d never dared to criticize her so harshly. Diane had caught her where she lived, unknowingly striking at Sarah’s own misgivings at dominating her.

“You want Cannon, do you?” Sarah asked softly, her eyes blazing with vengeance. “Okay, babe. Cannon’s out of commission at the moment, but I’ve got the next best thing. And believe me, you’re going to get it!”

Purposefully, Sarah rolled off the bed and got out a toy she’d stowed in her closet. She’d intended to use it on Diane some night that Cannon wasn’t there, but Diane was asking for it, she was really asking for it. The ten-inch strap-on would definitely give her what she wanted. It was actually slightly smaller than Cannon—the same length, but not as wide—but Sarah was convinced she would use it on Diane as Cannon never would his endowment.

Cannon watched, his prick still rising back up. He could tell Diane was pretending, trying to spur Sarah into fucking her so that she could finally come. He was also pretty sure that Diane should’ve been careful what she wished for.