I Dominus

I Dominus

Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica


Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica



Two married women venture into the world of BDSM.



Two married women venture into the world of BDSM.


Submitted: June 28, 2016

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Submitted: June 28, 2016



Heather stopped towel drying her hair, when her best friend Jessica removed the towel around her body and opened her locker. They had just finished their workout at the upscale fitness club they had joined eleven months ago. Heather stared in silence at the fading bruises on Jessica's breasts.

When Jessica noticed the look of concern on Heather's face, she chuckled and said, "I know that look, Heather. And no, there is nothing you should be worried about."

"Are you sure, Jess? You know you can tell me anything," Heather lowered her voice as she replied, not convinced that Jessica was telling her the whole truth.

They had been friends since college and were very close, sharing every detail of their lives with each other. They were more like sisters than friends.

"Oh I'm sure, you have no idea how sure I am," Jessica smiled coly and blushed a bit.

"Jess!" Heather gasped in shock when she realized what her friend was implying.

Jessica laughed as she put on her bra and replied, "Totally worth it, if you were wondering."

Heather stared wide eyed and her jaw dropped when Jessica turned around and pointed to markings and bruises on her firm ass cheeks.

"Two words, Heather. Multiple, mind blowing orgasms," Jessica teased her friend.

Heather regained her composure and replied as she slipped a t-shirt over her head, "That's four words, and, I don't want to hear about what you and Bob do in your private time."

Jessica smiled coyly as she mouthed, "Not Bob."

Bob is Jessica's husband. Heather, and her husband Andrew, vacation once a year with Bob and Jessica. They are all very close friends.

"Jess!" Heather gasped in disbelief, "I can't believe what I'm hearing!"

Jessica huffed as she put on her shoes and whispered to Heather, "Give me a break, Heather. You can honestly tell me you have never had the itch to try someone else, something different, exciting, and maybe a little scary? We've been married for over fourteen years. I don't know about you and Andrew, but my sex life has been almost nonexistent with Bob. For a very long time now."

Heather quickly turned her eyes to the mosaic tiled floor of the locker room. Her sex life had never been anything remotely spectacular. Her husband had always had a low sex drive. And, when they did have sex, it was clinical, sterile, and anything but passionate.

"We have kids. It's hard to find the time to, you know," Heather almost blushed as she replied.

Jessica laughed out loud and replied, "You see what I mean, Heather? You can't even say the word anymore. When did that happen? I'm sure you haven't forgotten our college days. We had a blast! I want some of those good times again. Fuck, we're forty years old. All we do is go to barbeques and talk bullshit, job this, bullshit house that. Kids this, kids that. We're still alive for crying out loud. We deserve to have some fun. And mind blowing orgasms, definitely mind blowing orgasms."

Heather cleared her throat and calmly said, "I'm not judging. I'm just shocked."

Jessica snickered, playfully pushed Heather and asked. "So, do you want to hear all dirty details over a few glasses of wine?"

Heather laughed and replied, "Yes to the wine. I'll need a few bottles to wrap my head around this. I'm not sure I'm ready for the details."

"Okay, we'll skip the wine and start straight with tequila. I'm dying to tell someone," Jessica wrapped her arm around Heather and they walked out of the locker room.

They made their way to their favorite girl's restaurant. Once a month, their husbands would look after the kids, and Heather and Jessica had a girl's night out. The restaurant was small and never too crowded. The perfect spot for the two, to catch up and unwind over a fine cooked meal. They took their usual table at the back of the restaurant and ordered drinks and food.

Jessica broke the unusual silence between them, "You aren't the least bit curious?" She mischievously smiled.

"Of course I am curious. I am also worried about you, Jess," Heather replied. "Too late to ask you if you thought this through," She added as she brought her glass of wine to her lips.

"It happened so fast. I didn't want to think it through. I just wanted it," Jessica replied in a matter of fact tone.

Heather stared at her best friend for a few seconds and asked, "What did Bob say about the bruises?"

Jessica sighed as she replied, "We hardly see each other naked any more. If he asks, I'll tell him I got them from the climbing wall at the gym. Besides, all he wants is a bj once a month."

They both broke out in laughter.

"And steak, don't forget the steak," Heather added in between the laughter.

Heather stared at Jessica and built up the nerve to say, "Okay, spill it. Who is he?"

Jessica sighed out loud and reached for Heather's hand, "Ohhhhh, thank you! Finally! I thought I was going to burst if I couldn't tell you. His name is Gil. A few years older than us, but hot! Sexy, scary hot. We met at the grocery store, close to where I work. I was in a rush that day, and walked full force in to him when I turned in to the cereal aisle. He grabbed me to keep me from falling and apologized. All it took was one look in to his steely, brown eyes and I melted. I didn't know why at first. When he asked me if I was alright, all I could do was nod my head and mumble incoherently. This sexy, brute of a man held me in his grip and asked if I was okay. Maybe I was extra horny that day. The feel of his fingers digging in to me got me very, very wet."

"At the supermarket?" Heather chuckled.

Jessica laughed and answered, "I know. It doesn't get any more cliché that that." She continued, "I stalked him through the store. I couldn't help myself. I waited, and followed him to the register. Then, I huffed and puffed, and pretended to be struggling with the groceries in my arms," Jessica winked at Heather, "After undoing two more buttons on my blouse. My inner slut was in a special mood that day."

"I can't believe what I'm hearing," Heather laughed. "Continue, please."

"When he turned around, I gave him my best, 'fuck me as hard as you want' smile. His eyes roamed straight to my exposed cleavage. I got wetter, and he grinned. His eyes slowly met mine as he took a few cereal boxes from my arms. I pushed my chest out and made sure his hand brushed against my breasts."

"Ohhhhh, Jess," Heather shook her head and took a sip of wine.

Jessica snickered and replied, "It felt so good being so bad." She continued, "He asked if I needed help carrying the bags to my car. I pouted and played the horny, damsel in distress. He saw right through me and grinned. He put the groceries in my car for me as I stared at his gorgeous ass," Jessica snickered, took a quick sip of wine and continued, "I asked him how I could repay his chivalry and would do anything he asked me. He stared at my wedding ring and said that he would make me suck his cock, if I wasn't married. And, that I had the perfect cock suckers' lips."

"He sounds like a real prick!" Heather gasped, trying to ignore the heat and moisture that was building up in her pussy.

Jessica quickly dismissed Heather's comment, "Ohhhh, nooooo way! As crude as what he said sounds, it was super sexy. You'd have to see him to understand. Anyway," Jessica shifted in her chair and continued, "I told him I'd take the ring off, if it would change his mind. He growled at me, Heather. I almost creamed my panties when he ordered me to take it off and get in my car."

Heather's heart jumped in to her throat. She didn't want to be this aroused at the tale her friend was telling. She crossed her legs and squeezed them tight, it was an involuntary action. She ached to feel pressure on her swollen clit.

"I took off my ring and put it in my purse. He slapped my ass hard as I got in to the passenger side of my car. I can't tell you how good the sting of his hand felt! He got in to the driver's seat and ordered me to undo his zipper. I don't think I have ever been as sexually aroused as I was in that moment."

Heather felt her clit begin to tingle. Her wetness seeped out of her aching pussy. She squeezed her legs tighter.

"Just like that? So quick and dirty?" Heather's voice cracked as she asked the question.

"Mmmmmm, yes. Dirty. Keep your flowers and chocolates. Give me Gil any day," She snickered. "I pulled his gorgeous cock out of his pants and leaned in to get it in my mouth. He grabbed my hair and yanked my head away from his thick, hard cock. He told me that I had forgotten to ask his permission to suck his cock. Fuuuuck, that took me over the edge. I begged him to allow me the privilege to suck his, thick, big, beautiful cock and swallow his cum. He grinned and snarled as he pushed my mouth on his cock."

Jessica licked her lips and took another sip of wine, "I sucked his beautiful piece of meat as if my life depended on it. He rewarded me with a big load of cum, grabbed my hair and ordered me to lick his cock clean."

Heather was dripping from her pussy. The tingle in her clit turned in to an insistent itch. She hoped that her husband would be in the mood, when she got home.

Heather asked, "And the marks on you?" as she swallowed hard.

"Mmmm. He tied me up," Jessica coyly smiled to herself.

"To the bed?" Heather asked.

Jessica sat back in her chair and replied, "It's called, kin-ba-ku," making sure she pronounced each syllable slowly.

"Never heard of it," Heather replied.

"Here, let me show you," Jessica excitedly took her phone out of her purse and Googled images of kinbaku for her friend. She handed the phone to Heather, and sat back to see how she would react.

"Oh, Dear God!" Heather whispered under her breath.

Jessica laughed and whispered back, "That's what I thought when Gil showed me pictures. But trust me, it's fucking hot!"

Heather kept scrolling through the images, unable to pry her eyes from the pictures of women bound, suspended and used.

Jessica snickered, "Can't get enough, can you?"

Heather swallowed hard and handed the phone back to Jessica, "It looks excruciatingly painful, no thank you to that."

"There is pain, but, the pleasure and orgasms make it a no brainer. If you ever get the chance, go for it, Heather," Jessica giggled.

Heather dropped off Jessica at her home and honked as she waved at Jessica's husband and kids as she drove off.

On her drive home, Heather tried to make sense of all that she had heard. 'If you ever get the chance,' the words Jessica had spoken rang through Heather's body and mind. When would she ever get the chance? She thought to herself. She had accepted a luke warm, passionless sex life many years ago. Her husband was a good, kind and gentle man. He had always supported her and treated her as an equal. Heather chuckled at the word equal. She wasn't sure that she ever wanted to be treated as an equal in the bedroom.

She thought back to a lover she had in college. How he had handcuffed her wrists behind her back and fucked her doggy style. That was probably the best orgasm she had experienced. Her pussy was aching and still dripping. She pressed her fist between her legs, in hopes of finding some relief. It only served to fan the flames.

When she entered her house, her husband was on the couch watching the news.

He looked up at her and said, "Hey. Kids are asleep. You and Jessica stayed out a bit longer than usual."

"Sorry, we got to talking about work and lost track of time," She smiled back at him.

A twinge of guilt twisted Heather's stomach. Not because she had told a lie, but because of how aroused she had become at the thought and want of a stranger. She took off her top as she walked to Andrew and kissed him.

"I'm off to bed, Andrew. Got a ton of laundry to do tomorrow," She smiled at him and hoped he would follow her to bed and fuck her.

When she reached the stairs, Andrew called to her, "I had a very stressful day at work. Are you up to, you know?"

Heather had become accustomed to how Andrew would ask her to have sex, "Of course, sweetie," She smiled and extended her hand to him.

Andrew turned off the television and followed Heather to their bedroom. He turned off the lights once they had disrobed. They slid under the covers and Andrew commenced the ritual. It was always the same. A quick breast fondle, a few kisses and he would slide his hand to her pussy and rub it gently. Then, slip a fingertip inside her, and, if he felt enough moisture, he would gently slide his cock inside her.

Heather's cunt was extremely hot and wet. Andrew quickly pulled his fingertip out of her and asked with concern, "You are very hot down there. Are you sure you don't have a fever? Are you feeling ill?"

Heather got angry at him but kept her composure, "It's the wine, no need to worry. Now, pleasure me, please," She smiled at him.

Andrew agreed and slid his cock in to her. And began the slow, generic, what one would generously call, thrusting. Heather held back a moan and bit her lip. She needed a cock inside her, she felt the twinge of guilt again when she realized any cock would have sufficed in that moment. Images of Jessica's bruised breast, bound women, and the stranger filled her thoughts.

She felt bold. While Andrew was sliding in and out of her, Heather grabbed a fistful of her own hair and slowly pulled on it. When the sensation teetered on painful, she yanked her hair hard. The pain was a welcomed sensation. She bit her lip hard and held her breath as waves of pain and pleasure danced within her. Just as she felt an orgasm building, Andrew grunted once and came inside her.

"Fuck!" She cursed in her mind, "So fucking close!"

Andrew completed the sterile ritual by kissing her forehead and making his way to the bathroom, to wash the sex off his cock. Heather reached between her legs and rubbed her cunt hard. Electricity shot out from her clit. She pinched and rolled it between her fingers. Her other hand squeezed one of her large breasts and an orgasm tore through her as she thought of the bruises on Jessica's breasts.

Andrew returned from washing his cock and slid back in their bed, wrapped and arm over her and fell asleep almost immediately.


Heather had fallen asleep a few hours before her alarm went off. She got out of bed and started preparing breakfast for her family. She heard Andrew sneeze as he made his way to the shower. He would be at a company golf tournament for most of the day. Her kids had asked if they could visit friends and spend the day with them. She looked forward to time alone. It would provide her an opportunity to sort out the new feelings that had been stirred in her.

The side of her head was a bit sore. She rubbed it as she smiled to herself, remembering how she had pulled her own hair while Andrew fucked her.

"Bad sex is better than no sex," She chuckled to herself.

Her pussy tightened and her nipples hardened at the thought. Maybe she would treat herself to a long masturbation session, once she was alone in the house. The thought excited her.

"And, I'll definitely be looking at kin-ba-ku," She repeated the word the same way Jessica had said it the night before, "pictures, while I play with my cunt," she whispered to herself with a wicked grin on her face at how dirty she was feeling.

Andrew called down to her when he stepped out of the shower, "Hun, don't bother with breakfast. Me and the boys are having breakfast at the club."

"Okay. Could you wake the kids up?" She replied.

She fed her children breakfast and drove them to a friend's house. She started a load of laundry when she got back home, and sat in her backyard, enjoying her second cup of coffee while she read the newspaper. Her cell phone rang. It was Jessica calling.

"Hey, put your vibrator back in your dirty drawer. I'm taking you for coffee," Jessica announced before Heather had the chance to say hello.

"Oh, I don't know. I'm busy with chores. And, I don't own any toys, for your information," Heather chuckled back.

"Awwww, pretty please! I'm meeting Gil for a quick coffee and want you to meet him," Jessica pleaded.

Heather sat straight up in her chair and let the shiver in her body run its course. It was one thing to fantasize about a faceless man, she didn't know if she had the nerve to meet him in person. But, she was tempted, her curiosity was building.

"I really have a lot of chores to catch up on, Jess. I shouldn't, but to be honest, I am surprisingly curious about this man," She replied and instantly regretted confessing her curiosity.

"C'mon! I want you to meet him. My treat, I'll even pick you up if you want," Jessica pleaded again.

"I need a shower, I don't want to make you late," Heather stalled, as much as she wanted to lay eyes on the mystery man, part of her hoped that Jessica wouldn't try to convince her anymore.

"We got time. Take a quick shower; I'll be there by the time you're ready. Please, Heather. It would mean a lot to me," Jessica pleaded.

Heather decided she couldn't meet the mystery man, "Some other time, Jessica. I really am much too busy today."

"Shit! I really want you to meet him. I told him you're my best friend," Jessica pouted in to the phone.

"Another time," Heather ended the call.

Her cunt was soaked and her clit was humming. She was lost as to why she was so sexually stimulated.

"Fuck," She softly moaned and slumped in the chair sliding her ass forward.

She removed her bra to free her large breasts, slid one hand up her baggy shorts and rubbed her wet slit. Tingles and shivers shot through her. She squeezed her moist mound and almost screamed.

"Fuuuuuuck!" She groaned to herself and squeezed her cunt tighter, "Such a slut!"

Her own words triggered an avalanche. Her body quivered and her teeth chattered as she came long and hard. Her cunt clenched tight, she felt her juice flow from her slit and trickle to her puckered asshole. The warm fluid on her sensitive ass, added to the pleasure of the wave crashing inside her.

"Good one," She snickered when she recovered, "Back to the reality of never ending laundry," Heather laughed out loud.

Andrew called Heather after picking up their kids. He was going to pick up dinner and asked what she wanted. She asked for fish and chips.

After their kids had gone to bed, Heather decided she needed to be fucked again.

She got off the couch and asked, "Was your day stressful today, sweetie?" with a hint of mischief in her voice.

Andrew didn't take his eyes off the movie he was watching and replied, "No way. I had a great day of golf, Hun."

"Good," She smiled to hide her disappointment, "I'm off to bed. Feel like reading a bit."

"Night, enjoy," her husband replied with a mouthful of popcorn.

Heather knew that it would be another month till she got fucked again. She decided she'd masturbate in the shower before she read her book. She made the water extra hot and reached for her loofa sponge. She had never paid any mind to the string attached to it. That night she did. She thought back to a picture on Jessica's phone. Rope was twisted around a nipple and was pulled tight, trapping and pinching the nipple. Heather slipped her nipple between the string and twisted it. She pulled the ends away from each other and immediately felt a hot pain in her nipple.

"Oooofuuuuuck!" She softly moaned.

The nipple torture she was inflicting on herself had her dripping again. She quickly lathered up the loofa sponge, placed one foot on the edge of the tub and rubbed her aching cunt. The harsh texture, scrubbing over her swollen, sensitive clit, induced an orgasm quickly. She bit her lip, steadied herself by placing her hand on the wall and waited for the orgasm to rip through her.

"Such a slut," She grinned, very pleased with herself after her orgasm.

At that instant, she knew she wanted more. At that instant, she made up her mind to get more.


Jessica and Heather left the gym after their workout and headed for the coffee shop. Heather had asked Jessica if she could talk to her, girl to girl. They were in Jessica's car, in the coffee shop parking lot, sipping their coffees.

"Everything alright?" Jessica asked.

"Yes. I need a favor from you, Jess," Heather replied with flushed cheeks.

"Anything, name it," Jessica replied when she saw her friend struggling.

"I want to try, you know, what you did," Heather finally got the words out.

"Heather! Are you serious?" Jessica exclaimed in excitement and disbelief.

Heather snickered and nodded.

"W-what brought this on?" Jessica asked, still not believing what Heather had asked.

"Not sure. Many things I guess. It's not like I have never thought of sleeping with someone else," Heather replied.

Jessica smiled and pumped her fist, "Yes! How can I help?"

"Eh-hem, would you be okay with introducing me to Gil? Or am I way out of line?" She asked as she turned in her seat to face Jessica.

"Are you kidding me? I'm more than okay with it!" Jessica bounced in her seat as she replied, "It'll be just like college. Another notch in our lipstick cases. What's that song? We loved it in college."

"Pat Benatar? Hit Me With Your Best Shot?" Heather replied.

"Yes! I love that song!" Jessica squealed and they both started to sing the chorus.

They laughed and reminisced about their college adventures.

"Shit, look at the time," Jessica announced, started her car and chuckled, "I'll ask Gil if he's up to pleasing another frustrated, almost middle aged woman."

They looked at each other and burst out laughing at Jessica's comment.

Jessica rolled down her window and screamed out, "My girlfriend is going to experience multiple, mind blowing orgasms!" as she pulled out on to the road.

"Jessica!" Heather burst out laughing.


I ordered a scotch, neat, at ten minutes to noon. I had arrived early at the hotel and checked in to my room. My cock was semi hard already. I was looking forward to putting Heather through her paces.

At noon, sharp, Heather approached the bar and spotted me. I had taken a seat at the end of the bar, my profile visible to anyone that approached. She gasped when she spotted me. In an instant, what she was about to do, became real. Up until that moment, it had been a fantasy, a mystery man, thoughts of dirty sex, unknowns; all of it was in her mind. Now, seeing me in the flesh, it had become a reality, and soon to be part of her past, part of her.

She took a deep breath patted her short dress down and greeted me as she approached.

"Hello, Gil," a shaky voice called out to me.

I turned to look at her and smiled as my eyes roamed over every, sexy millimeter of her fine body, "You look lovely, Heather," I grinned as I stood up. "Let's, shall we?" I asked and offered her my arm.

Her face flushed red, as she hooked her arm in mine, and walked beside me in a trance like state. I led her to the elevators; we rode up to the sixteenth floor in silence. I felt her jump at the sound of the electronic ping announcing we had reached our floor.

When we got to the room, I handed her the electronic key. She looked at me as she grabbed the card key.

"He's definitely hot, and scary sexy, Jessica wasn't exaggerating," Heather thought to herself and tried in vain to ignore the butterflies in her stomach and the nervous quiver in her body.

She swiped the lock and pushed the door open. She looked back up at me and hesitated an instant, before she entered the room.

"Fuck, this is really going to happen!" she thought to herself.

I followed her inside and let the door swing shut.

"Please take the lipstick out of your purse and place it on the bed, next to my rope," I casually ordered as I undid my tie.

Heather swallowed hard and fumbled in her purse as she made her way to the bedroom. She felt fear, mixed with a rush of excitement, when she saw the ropes neatly coiled and laid out on the bed. She placed the lipstick next to the rope with a shaky hand.

"Disrobe," I ordered, the sharp edge in my voice left no doubt that she had no choice in the matter.

She nodded and nervously slid the straps of her short, red dress down her arms. I sat in the recliner and watched her slip her dress off. How hard her heart was beating was visible in the veins in her neck. She closed her eyes as she pushed the dress down and over her hips, and stepped out of it.

She had a truly lovely body. Her large breasts sagged ever so slightly. Her hips had a subtle flare, in perfect proportion to her waist and legs. And, the dirty little slut had recently shaved her cunt.

"Come," I ordered.

She crossed her hands across her pubic area and walked to me.

"Turn around."

She gasped and turned around. I remained silent for a few minutes, keeping her in suspense as to what would happen next.

"Bend over and spread your ass."

She flinched at my words and hesitated. She now understood what Jessica meant: as crude as what I said sounded, it was super sexy.

"Now," I said in a stern tone.

She nodded and slowly bent over, placed her hands on her ass cheeks and spread them for me.

I slapped her cunt hard with an upward swing of my hand.

Her knees buckled and she winced in pain as her hands left her ass and covered her cunt.

"Stay bent over and keep your ass spread for me," I snarled.

She nodded and assumed the position again. Her cunt was still stinging from the blow.

"Both your holes look like they haven't been properly used in ages. Is that why you're here, Heather?" I grinned as I asked the question.

Heather moaned, "Yes."

I slapped her cunt hard again. "Sir."

She winced, held in a cry and sobbed, "Yes, Sir."

"On your hands and knees," I barked at her as I stood up from the recliner.

She immediately obeyed; her cunt was still stinging, she didn't want it hit again.

I pushed her head to the floor with my foot. She turned her head and I held it pinned tight to the carpet.

"Do you have any doubts about your place, for the remainder of our time together?" I calmly asked her.

"No, Sir," she replied as I put more pressure on her head.

"Good. If you behave and obey me, I'll make sure both your holes look like a dirty, two bit whore's, after I am finished with you."

I grinned down at her and took my foot off her head. The word 'whore', made her wetter. She felt shame at being aroused by being degraded.

I reached down, grabbed her by the hair and pulled her up to her feet. When she was upright, I kept pulling her hair upwards and watched her dance.

"Ow-ow-ow-ow," Heather yelped as she danced on her toes.

"You've got big tits, Heather. I love watching big tits, jiggle and bounce," I growled in to her ear and smacked one of her bouncing breasts.

"Fuuuckowwww!" she squealed.

I led her to the bed and pushed her face in to the mattress. "Spread your whore cunt," I growled and kicked her legs apart.

"Fuuuuck," Heather softly moaned. If any of what she was feeling was shame, she didn't recognize it. The filthy words almost made her cum. She reached around with both hands and spread her whore cunt.

I ran my fingertips over her slit, "You're fucking soaked, whore," I calmly stated and slid two fingers deep inside her.

"Ohhhhhhyeeees!" she gasped, and rocked her hips.

At that moment, Heather thought of the countless times her husband tested her wetness with one fingertip. The countless times she had secretly wished he would plunge all four fingers inside her and make her scream.

"More, put more in," she begged.

"Hmmm, you're a special kind of whore, aren't you, Heather?" I teased her and withdrew my fingers from her slick hole.

"Ohhhhhhpleeeease!" she pleaded, the ache inside her reverberated in her words.

"You've yet to earn anything," I grinned and slapped her firm, round ass. I slapped her cheeks again, "Ohplease what?" I snarled.

"Ohhhhhhpleeeease, Sir!" she panted her plea.

"Slut," I growled and forced two fingers in her gorgeous ass.

The unexpected penetration of her ass caused her entire body to stiffen. A low groan gurgled in her throat. She was shocked by the sudden pain and burning sensation in her ass. I pulled my fingers out of her and spit on her pink, puckered hole and pushed three fingers in her ass.

She had braced herself for another attack on her ass. This time, it didn't hurt her as much. The sensation of having her ass stretched and finger fucked was pleasant. She relaxed and let the feeling wash over her.

"Stand up," I ordered and pulled my fingers out of her.

She obeyed immediately. I reached for a rope and uncoiled it. I turned her around roughly by her hair and pulled her wrists behind her back. Heather was in a daze. Her cunt was on fire and dripping. When her wrists were bound, I turned her around and reached between her legs to grab the running ends of the rope. I gripped her face and squeezed, as I pulled on the rope and let it slip in between her slit. I pulled on the rope till she lifted herself up on her toes.

I shoved the rope in her mouth and growled, "Bite it, keep it tight between your cunt lips."

Heather nodded, she was eager to please me and experience dirtier, vile acts on her body.

I grabbed another rope and stood in front of her, "Fuck my rope, whore," I grinned at her.

She nodded and began to pump her hips. The first sensations of the rope digging in to her soaked folds and clit sent a shiver through her. Her clit felt as if electricity was being conducted through it and shot through her, from head to toes.

I watched, smiling, in silence for a moment.

"Don't stop, no matter what I do to you, whore," I said, and lashed out at her big, soft tits with the rope.

Heather bit down harder on the rope and jumped back, "Uhhhhhhn!" She let out a muffled cry.

I stuck her tits harder with the rope; she lowered her head and grimaced in pain.

"Keep the rope tight on your cunt, whore!" I snarled and pulled her head back by her hair.

She nodded and whimpered as she pumped her hips again. I whipped the rope across both her tits. Heather shut her eyes tight and let the pain and pleasure wash over her. Each strike on her tits heightened her arousal. The stinging pain gave way to a soothing heat. Soon she was eagerly awaiting the bite of the rope on her tits and the sweet heat between her legs that was edging her closer to an orgasm.

I kept whipping her tits and kept an eye on the quiver that was building in her legs. Her knees had buckled a few times. Up to that moment, she had managed to regain control and remain standing. I knew she couldn't hold off from cumming much longer. And I knew how intense the release was going to rip through her. My cock twitched at the thought of her losing control of her body and senses.

I whipped her tits one more time and Heather threw her head back, the rope slipped through her teeth and her eyes rolled to the back of her head. I wrapped her in my arms and held on tight to her. A quick gasp escaped her lips and her body convulsed, shaking violently. I squeezed her tighter. Her knees gave out, I lifted her off the ground and held her suspended in mid-air as she came hard.

"That's it, cum just for me, my beautiful whore. You were born for this. Look at how hard you cum when I treat you like a two bit whore. You fucking love being degraded and used," I whispered in her ear.

When she stopped shaking, I untied her wrists and laid her on the bed. I stripped out of my suit, grabbed her by the ankles, and dragged her ass to the edge of the bed. My cock was fully erect and throbbing hard. Heather glared at my hands gripping her ankles. I grinned at her as I spit on the tip of my cock and aimed it at her pink asshole. When she saw the size and thickness of my cock, her eyes widened. She threw her head back, arched her back, and screamed out as I thrust my cock in to her tight ass.

I released her ankles and grabbed her wrists. I gripped the first two fingers of both her hands and shoved them in her cunt.

"Hold that filthy, whore cunt of yours spread wide for me. I want to look inside you while I fuck your ass," I ordered with a snarl.

"Ohhhhhhhyes, I'll stretch my whore cunt as wide as you want. Fuck my ass hard," she thought to herself.

The filthy talk was an aphrodisiac for her. She never would have thought that it could excite her to the degree she was experiencing. She pulled her cunt open for me and looked me in the eyes. I spit on her cunt and watched it seep inside her.

I spread her legs wider and started to fuck her ass, pulling out and stabbing back in. Each time my pelvis crashed on to her ass, her tits bounced on her chest. I pinched her nipples between my thumb and the middle knuckle of my index finger. Thrust in her ass and pulled on her nipples. Heather cried out, I didn't stop the assault on her ass or nipples.

"Keep that cunt spread wide, whore!" I growled as I twisted her nipples.

"Owwwww! Yes, Sir! I'll do anything for Sir!" she replied through the mind numbing pain and pleasure.

I picked up the pace and force of my cock pounding her ass, and yanked on her nipples each time my cock was fully buried in her slutty ass. Heather started to moan and thrash her head. The slut was close to cumming again. I released her nipples and slid both hands to her cunt. I pinched her clit and ground it hard against her pelvic bone as I shoved four fingers inside her.

Heather almost lost consciousness when her second orgasm hit her. This time, her body stayed frozen still. I felt a gush of hot liquid spew from inside her and flow over my cock. Her cunt clamped down on my fingers and squeezed them for a long minute. When she finally was able to suck air back in to her lungs, her cunt relaxed its grip in my fingers.

Her arms fell limp at her sides, her legs dangled motionless over the bed. I pulled my cock out of her ass; she barely winced at the quick withdrawal of my hot meat from inside her. I slapped her face and shocked her back to the moment.

"I'm not done with you yet, whore," I snarled.

Heather looked up at me and nodded.

"Anything thing you want, my beautiful Sir," she softly moaned.

"My cock wants your whore mouth," I grinned at her as I pointed to floor.

She nodded again and crawled off the bed on rubbery legs and arms. She knelt before me and stared at my rock hard cock with hunger in her eyes.

"Now, show me how grateful you are that I treated you like the whore you are. Suck and lick your ass off my cock," I ordered.

Heather smiled, grabbed my cock with both her hands and kissed the head. She licked the entire length of my shaft down to the balls. She stroked my cock as she licked my balls and gently sucked them in to her warm mouth. She opened her mouth wide and slid it over my cock. When the head hit the back of her throat; she pushed her face forward and took it deep down her throat.

I moaned at the sensation of my cock in her warm tight throat. Her hands roamed over my muscular chest. She slid them over my flat, ripped belly and around to my ass. Her nails dug in to me as she pulled me deeper in to her throat. She quickly pulled her mouth off my cock and took a deep, raspy breath.

I grabbed her hair and made her look at me.

"Grab my cock with your left hand and suck my cock till I cum in your whore mouth. Keep your eyes on your wedding ring. I don't want any doubt in your mind as to how big of a whore you are," I snarled, and pushed her mouth on my cock.

Heather's clit tingled at my words. She loved being called a whore and being degraded.

"The dirtier, the better," she thought to herself and began to suck my cock.

"Fuuuuuck!" I growled as I threw my head back and emptied my balls in to Heather's waiting mouth.

She smiled to herself and kept sucking my cock long after the last of my cum left my balls. I grabbed the lipstick that she had placed on the bed.

"Keep sucking, whore. I want to leave you a reminder of our time together," I grinned at her.

I brushed her hair off her forehead and wrote on it. I pulled my cock out of her mouth and wrote across her cheeks.

"We're done. Don't look in a mirror till I leave," I coldly ordered her as I got dressed and collected my belongings.

Heather was anxious and excited to know what I had written on her face. Heather excitedly called out to me, just as I had exited the bedroom, "Thank you, Sir!"

"The session is over, Heather. Call me Gil." I looked over my shoulder, grinned at her and answered, "You are welcome, Heather."

When Heather heard the door lock, she jumped off the bed and ran to the bathroom. Her heart pounded with excitement to learn what I had written on her face. She closed her eyes and felt her way to the mirror. She took a deep breath, exhaled and slowly opened her eyes. A big grin slowly formed on her face. Her forehead had the word 'Sir's' in red letters written on it. Her right cheek had the letters 'CU' and on her left check 'NT' completed the word.

"Yes, I am Sir's Cunt, and I'll be as filthy as you want me to be," she giggled to herself.

My phone vibrated, Heather had texted me a few minutes after I had left, "When may I be Sir's Cunt again, Gil?"

I smiled to myself and put the phone back in my jacket pocket.

Making her wait, with no idea of what would happen next, would only serve to heighten her next experience.


Jessica called Heather early Saturday morning. Heather was up before her husband and kids, as usual. She excitedly answered the call, as she made her way to the laundry room in the basement.

"Hello," she answered in a dry emotionless voice, toying with her friend.

"Fuck the hellos! Spill it!" Jessica chuckled in to the phone.

Heather replied as a giant grin formed on her face, "Two words, Jessica. Multiple, mind blowing orgasms," Heather teased.

"EEEK!" Jessica whispered her squeal, "Told you! Details, give me all the dirty details, you slut!" She snickered.

"I will, but not now. And, I promise not to leave anything out," Heather giggled.

"Ohhh, you better not," Jessica snickered.

I picked up my phone off the kitchen counter and launched the text app. I had just finished breakfast and put the dishes and pans in the dishwasher. I added Heather and Jessica to the recipients of the text message.

"Both of you. Friday. My place. Noon sharp," I smiled to myself as I hit send.

"I just got a text from Gil!" They whispered to each other at the same time.

Jessica spoke first, "Holy fuck!" She whispered to Heather, "What do we do?"

Heather was rubbing her pussy; the text had set off fireworks in her mind. She ached to be used and made to feel dirty again.

"What do you think, Jess? I'm in. It'll be fun. Just like our college days. When we brought boys over and watched each other," Heather said in a mischievous tone.

"Ohhh, fuck! This is so hot! I'm in too, Heather! We better reply fast, you know how Gil doesn't like to be kept waiting."

I received confirmation from both of them.

"Beautiful sluts," I smiled to myself.


They took Heather's car to drive to my house. Neither one of them spoke much. Butterflies in their stomachs and intermittent shivers made up most of the nerve racking drive.

"You nervous?" Jessica asked Heather just as she killed the engine.

"God yes! It feels like there's a rollercoaster in my stomach," Heather replied and exhaled hard.

"Me too! But I need this so badly," Jessica whined.

"Whew! I need this also, Jess. It's now or never," Heather replied.

"Okay, let's do this. I just felt a twinge in my lady parts," Jessica snickered.

They nervously walked up the stairs of my porch and giggled to each other as Jessica rang my doorbell.

I opened the door. They were dressed identical, low cut, pink, summer dresses and pink stilettos. Each had their hair in a ponytail, blood red lipstick, and the same dark, blue mascara.

"Nice touch," I thought to myself and grinned.

Both of them smiled back, they realized I approved and appreciated their effort.

"Please, come in," I smiled.

They each got up on their toes and kissed my cheek as they walked past me. They eagerly and nervously followed me to the basement.

"Get out of your clothes," I ordered.

Jessica and Heather obeyed quickly; they kicked off the shoes and stepped out of their dresses. Neither of them had a bra or panties on.

"Face each other, hands behind your head."

They couldn't help but smile as they stood naked in front of each other. I walked up behind Jessica, slid my hands over her small breasts, and roughly massaged them. Jessica moaned at my rough touch. I slid one hand to Jessica's pussy and spread it. She was very wet and hot. I slipped my thumb in to her and rolled it inside. Her thick, slick juice covered my thumb.

"Dirty, Jessica, you are a very dirty girl. Your cunt is leaking already," I growled in to her ear.

"Sorry, Sir," she panted.

"Open your mouth, whore," my words were directed at the wide eyed Heather. I slid my thumb in to her mouth, "Eat your friend's cunt juice."

Heather didn't hesitate. She eagerly sucked Jessica's musky, tart liquid off my thumb and swallowed it. I walked around and stood behind Heather. Pulled her head back by the hair and slapped her large breasts. Jessica gasped and jumped with a start at the loud smack that filled the room. Heather moaned and let the hot sting in her breast fuel her arousal.

I slapped her other breast, "Your friend is a bit of a pain slut," I grinned at Jessica.

Jessica nodded and watched my hand strike another blow on her friend's ample breast.

"On your knees," I ordered.

They obeyed quickly, hands still behind their heads, "Good sluts," I growled as I positioned myself between them, my crotch only inches away from Heather's face.

I took off my shorts, looked down at Heather and growled, "Suck."

She eagerly opened her mouth and took my semi-hard cock in to her mouth, rolling her tongue over the head and shaft. She felt my cock twitch, and grow longer and thicker. When Heather had found her cock sucking rhythm, I looked over my shoulder, down at Jessica.

"Spread my ass and eat it," I growled at her.

Both of them gasped at the same time. Jessica spread my ass cheeks and began to kiss, lick and suck my ass.

"Fuck! Good whores!" I rumbled in a low voice as I threw my head back.

Heather and Jessica were pleased at being called 'Good whores'. I pulled Heather's mouth off my cock and turned around. There was no need to tell them what to do. They hungrily attacked my cock and ass for a few more minutes.

"Filthy whores," I grinned as I stepped out from between them, "Suck my cock and ass off your tongues," I spat the order at them.

Heather and Jessica smiled nervously at each other, and slowly leaned towards each other's parted mouths. They kissed, slowly and teasingly, for my viewing pleasure, and their own lustful need. Long, low moans and gasps, gurgled deep in their throats. The sluts were enjoying kissing. Jessica opened her mouth wide and sent her tongue probing in to Heather's. Heather willing accepted the offer, and sucked on Jessica's cock and ass flavored tongue.

Jessica moaned and pulled her tongue out of Heather's warm mouth. Heather immediately offered her tongue to her friend. The kiss escalated in intensity and passion. I watched on as they became more aroused by their kiss.

I grabbed them both by the hair and pulled them apart. Both of them moaned in disapproval. I pulled Jessica to her feet by the hair, and pulled her arms behind her back. I grabbed the cloth sack filled with ropes off the coffee table, and spilled the coiled ropes at Jessica's feet.

Jessica would be first to be bound. She would spend the rest of the session in a ground tie. I tied her arms behind her back, and weaved two ropes in to a chest harness, tight, around her torso. I eased her on to the floor and tied her legs, individually, each bent at the knee, with her heels tight against the back of her thighs. I kneeled in between her legs, placed my hands on her knees and slowly pulled them apart.

"Keep your legs spread wide," I grinned at her and slapped her dripping cunt.

"Owww!" Jessica yelped, "Yes, Sir. I will."

Heather licked her dry lips and swallowed hard. She remembered the sting of my hand on her cunt. She had liked it, and had enjoyed watching her friend's cunt being slapped.

I bound Heather in two, weight bearing harnesses. One harness around her chest, and the other around her hips and legs. She would spend the rest of the session suspended. Her tits were perfect for rope. Big, soft and firm. The rope bit deep in to her soft flesh, and made it swell beautifully. I fondled and sucked on each of her large breasts. Heather moaned when I bit her nipple.

"Turn around, slut," I ordered.

Heather turned and stood perfectly still.

I tied a rope to the chest harness, and another to the hip harness. I wanted her in a floor facing suspension. I pulled both ropes through the suspension ring. Lifted Heather off her feet, by the chest harness, and tied the rope off. I bound Heather's legs, just like Jessica's. Legs folded and heels against the back of her thighs.

I pulled the rope that was attached to the hip harness, when her body was parallel to the floor, I tied it off. Heather moaned and let her head dangle in mid-air. I dragged Jessica by her bound legs and positioned her under Heather. Face to cunt.

"You sluts enjoyed kissing each other so much. Let's see how much you enjoy eating each other," I grinned as I untied a rope and lowered Heather's face just out of reach of Jessica's cunt.

I teased them for a bit, "Lift your cunt, Jessica. Heather looks eager to taste you," I grinned.

"Uhhhhnnnfuuuuuck!" Jessica moaned in agony as she tried to lift her hips closer to Heather's eager mouth.

I enjoyed their lust fueled struggle for a few minutes, and lowered Heather, her mouth landed on Jessica's pussy. They both moaned out loud when mouth met pussy. Heather lapped and sucked with fervor. Jessica ground her hips in Heather's face.

"Ohhhhhhhfuuuuck! I'm so close! Don't stop eating my cunt!" Jessica begged.

Heather bit in to Jessica's swollen, soaked mound. Her own pussy was on fire. She hadn't hesitated to dive in between her best friend's parted legs. The thought of making her best friend cum, made her head spin. So dirty. So sexy. So fucking hot.

I pulled Heather's mouth away from Jessica. The both thrashed about and screamed out in frustration, "Nooooo! Pleeeeease!"

I lowered Heather's cunt to Jessica's mouth by letting the rope attached to her hip harness slip.

"Yes!" Heather gasped and braced herself for Jessica's mouth.

Jessica didn't disappoint. She hungrily sucked on Heather's wet, hot cunt. Licked at her clit and sent her tongue deep in to her best friend's hot hole. Heather began to quiver after a few seconds. She snapped her head back and shut her eye's tight as an intense shock wave washed over her.

"Uhhhhhhnnnnnn!" She cried out.

Her body convulsed and her insides quivered as her orgasm peaked. Jessica didn't let up with her mouth. Her best friend was cumming, and she was so incredibly aroused at being the cause of it.

"Ohhh, that was so fucking good," Heather purred.

I pulled the rope and lifted Heather off Jessica's mouth. Then lowered Heather back in between Jessica's legs.

"Nnnnnghhhnnn! Yes! Eat me!" Jessica encouraged Heather.

Heather picked up where she had left off. She sucked Jessica in to her mouth, nibbled and licked at Jessica's swollen clit. A few licks and Jessica thrashed on the floor as she came. I placed my foot on the back of Heather's head, and pushed her face in to Jessica's quivering pussy.

"Ohhhhhfuuuuuuck!" Jessica cried out.

"Keep sucking on your friend's cunt. I'll tell you when to stop," I sternly said to Heather.

I waited and watched for Jessica to edge closer to another orgasm, when she was a close; I took my foot off Heather's head and yanked it from in between Jessica's legs.

Jessica bit her lip and pleaded in agony, "Pleeeeease, Sir!"

I licked Jessica's juice off Heather's mouth and grinned, "Delicious, isn't she?"

Heather nodded her head and licked her lips.

I positioned myself over Jessica, my feet at either side of her head. Heather's ass was lined up with my crotch.

"You want to watch me fuck Heather's ass, don't you, whore?" I grinned at Jessica.

"Mmmm, Yes, Sir! Fuck her slutty ass good, and let me suck your cum out of it," Jessica begged.

Heather moaned out loud. She couldn't wait to be ass fucked and have her friend suck on her asshole. A shiver shot through her. How fucking dirty, her best friend watching her ass get fucked, and then have the cum sucked out of her.

"Sooo fucking dirty," Heather moaned out loud.

"You like dirty, don't you, whore?" I snarled at Heather.

Heather moaned and nodded.

I slide three fingers in Heather and rubbed her slick juice over the swollen head of my cock. I grabbed my greased cock, aimed it at her asshole and pushed the head inside her.

Heather inhaled and held her breath. I grabbed her hips and pulled her to me, I forced the rest of my cock's length in her ass.

"Ohhhhhhfuuuuuck!" Heather grimaced as her ass adjusted to having my thick meat inside it.

I started my assault on Heather's tight ass. Driving in her. Holding the full length of my cock inside her for a few seconds, pulling it out, and stabbing it back inside. Slowly and rhythmically, I picked up the pace and intensity of my thrusts. Heather became more vocal the harder I fucked her ass. Her moans, groans and grunts were getting louder.

Jessica licked her lips as she watched my cock disappear in to her friend and reappear, at increasingly quicker intervals. She couldn't get enough of watching my balls swing in their sack. The smacking sound of my balls slapping against Heather's dripping slit filled the room.

My balls began to tighten; I was close to blowing my load.

"Fuuuck!" I growled out loud and pulled Heather to me.

I exploded and emptied my balls deep in Heather's ass. Heather shivered and moaned as my hot cum splashed around inside her. I slowly pulled my cock out and reached to untie the rope attached to her hip harness. I lowered Heather's cum filled ass to Jessica's mouth.

"Mmmm, yes. Give me Sir's cum!" Jessica purred to her friend.

Jessica eagerly sucked on Heather's gaping asshole. Heather pushed my cum out of her ass, it plopped, in thick, stringy gobs, in to Jessica's mouth.

Jessica caught and swallowed every drop of cum as it flowed out of Heather. She sucked on her friend's gaping hole long after it was empty.

I lowered Heather to the floor and positioned her next to Jessica. I untied their legs and extended them with care. Heather and Jessica were watching me closely. Eagerly anticipating what depraved, vile act I had in store for them.

I left them for a moment, went to my bedroom and returned with a heavy flogger. Their eyes widened when the saw what I had returned with. I grinned.

I started with Jessica. The flogger landed on her tits, she yelped. I whipped at her tits again, this time she screamed and began to sob. I whipped the flogger between her legs. She rolled on to her side and squeezed her legs tight. I flogged her ass, four quick strikes in a row.

I looked at Heather; she had stared wide eyed, at the flogger biting in to her friend's flesh. I placed my foot on Jessica's shoulder and rolled her on to her stomach. I kept my foot between her shoulder blades, to keep her still, and struck her ass. A nice red glow appeared on Jessica's flesh.

I rolled her on to her back and spread her legs. She had been denied an orgasm early. I inserted three fingers in her cunt. She moaned and pushed her hips off the floor. I started to finger fuck her. Pulling my fingers completely out, and punching them back inside her. When I felt her cunt tighten, I folded my thumb in to my hand and slipped all four fingers, and thumb, as far as her cunt would allow. The maximum stretch of her cunt triggered her orgasm. She thrashed and bucked her hips for an instant, then drove her ass in to the floor, and came on my hand.

"Thank you, Sir," Jessica panted.

I slowly made my way to Heather. She looked at me and smiled, then rolled herself on to her stomach.

"As hard as, Sir pleases," She gasped and took a deep breath in preparation of the flogging she was going to receive.

"At your service," I snarled at her and whipped her ass cheeks.

"Uhhh!" The gasp sounded like it was punched out of her lungs.

I struck her again, harder, "Fuck!" She gasped and shut her eyes tight.

She took twenty hard strikes, before I heard her sob. I rolled her on to her back. I smiled at her as I flogged her big tits. She bit her lip and held her breath. I struck her breasts again. Red, thick streaks marked her pale, soft flesh. I struck her breasts ten more times and landed a final blow between her legs.

Heather cried out in agony, tears ran out of the corner of her eyes, and to her surprise, she came again.

"Such a dirty whore," I smiled at her once she had stopped shaking.

"Thank you, Sir," she panted through clenched teeth.

I untied them and allowed them to rub their wrists and sooth there hot flesh for a few minutes. I took a seat on the couch and made them crawl on their hands and knees to me. They were very eager to please me. I slide my ass to the end of the couch and spread my legs wide.

"Suck me together," I ordered sternly.

Jessica and Heather kissed, licked and stroked my cock in unison. It took no time at all for me to reach full hardness. They alternated sucking and throat fucking my cock. They smiled at each other whenever their eyes met. Jessica held my cock at its base, and watched as Heather licked and kissed the swollen, purple head. She joined in on the licking. I watched, with great pleasure, as two tongues licked my cock. I got more aroused as I watched their tongues touch, as they battled for cock.

Jessica pulled my cock away from Heather's mouth, and giggled as Heather pouted. She leaned to Heather and kissed her. They broke the kiss and went back to work on my cock.

I interrupted the sucking by slapping Jessica across her cheek. She gasped and immediately brought her hands to her laps and lowered her head.

"Is my cock a toy, Jessica?" I calmly asked her in a stern voice.

"No, Sir," she quickly replied.

"Why did you treat it such?"

"I am very sorry, Sir. I do know better. Your cock is to be worshipped; we are only here to pleasure you and your beautiful cock. May I continue to properly pleasure Sir, and worship your cock?" Jessica humbly asked.

I looked at Heather, she had placed her hands on her lap also, but, she was looking directly at me. What her eyes were begging for was unmistakable. I slapped her across the cheek. She lowered her head and moaned softly. For an instant, she wasn't sure how she felt about being struck. As the sting in her cheek slowly gave way to heat, she had no doubt that she liked the new experience.

"Is that what you wanted, whore?" I calmly asked her.

"Yes, Sir. Thank you, Sir," She replied.

"Continue," I sternly ordered.

Jessica deep throated me till my balls were ready to be emptied again. Just before I exploded, she grabbed Heather's head, pulled her own mouth off my cock, and replaced it with Heather's.

Heather kept sucking my cock as it twitched and spewed cum. She remained motionless, looking at me, waiting for permission to share the cum she collected in her mouth, with Jessica. I grinned and nodded. Heather grabbed Jessica's face and tilted her head back. Making sure I had a clear line of sight, as she slowly spit out half of her mouthful of cum in to Jessica's mouth. They both turned to look at me and swallowed. They opened their mouths and showed me they had swallowed every drop.

I nodded my approval, got off the couch and made my way to Heather's purse. I reached in a grabbed her lipstick.

"Come," I ordered.

They stood up and quickly came to me.

I wrote 'Sir's' across Heather's navel, and 'Cunts' across Jessica's.

"The session is over, you may leave," I grinned to myself as I spoke the words and made my way up the stairs.

Heather and Jessica admired and giggled at the writing. They quickly got dressed and made their way to my front door, where I was waiting for them. They kissed me on the cheek and said, "Thank you, Gil."

"You both are most welcome," I replied and opened the door.

They drove away, satisfied and feeling well used, in silence.

Jessica broke the silence, "I hurt all over."

"Me too. My ass is on fire. His cock is so thick," Heather snickered, "But, I can't wait to see Gil again."

Jessica blushed and asked, "With me?"

Heather cleared her throat and answered, "Yes."

"Who's going to text Gil to ask? Is it too soon to text right now," Jessica snickered.

Heather chuckled and replied, "Let's wait at least twenty four hours. I need time for my ass to heal; besides, we don't want Gil to think we're too desperate."

Jessica laughed, "Like he doesn't know that already," and asked, "Do you think we should talk about... You know?" Hinting at the sex they had eagerly engaged in with each other.

"I'm sure we will," Heather smiled.

Jessica grinned and asked, "Did you like it?"

A smile slowly formed on Heather's lips, "Yes, very much."

"Me too! It reminds me of that song you hate, Heather," Jessica replied with mischief in her voice.

"Fuck! Don't you dare sing it, Jess. I fucking hate that song!" Heather replied quickly and very seriously.

Jessica kept teasing Heather, "C'mon, just once."

"I swear, Jess, if you do, I'll never talk to you again!" Heather snapped back.

Jessica rolled down her window, stuck her head out, and sang out at the top of her lungs, "I ate a girl and I liked it!"

Heather grabbed Jessica's hand and chuckled, "Thank you for at least changing the lyrics, Jess. I ate a girl and I liked it, too!" 

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