Lettie and Piper: In Unison
I walked back to my position at reception, feeling irritated. Despite that, I continued working, assisting two more clients in their quest for companionship.
"How are you, Piper?" It was Lady Margaret.
"You have performed well, come with me," she instructed.
We made our way down the hall and entered a room.
"Take a seat, Piper," I was told. I obeyed, facing something that resembled a massive mirror--until a switch was flicked, unveiling it to be a two-way mirror with audio. In front of me, I observed Lettie kneeling naked in front of Elle.
"What role do you play, Lettie?"
"I'm your plaything, Miss Elle, your slut, your good girl," she responded.
"Who satisfies you best, me or Piper?" Elle inquired.
"Piper, Miss!" Lettie immediately replied.
"That will warrant a spank you rebellious pussy!" Lettie was ordered to cross Elle's lap.
I witnessed Elle delivering a couple of sharp smacks to her bare bottom, causing her to yelp in pain.
"Who satisfies you the most?" Elle pressed.
"Piper, Miss."
This prompted two additional stinging spanks on Lettie's quivering derriere.
"Who?" Elle asked again.
"Piper, Miss, I adore her." More harsh spanks followed, leaving Lettie's butt rosy red.
Margaret and I locked eyes.
"She professes her love for you; she was fully prepared to endure punishment. She's oblivious to your presence and still chose to rebuff Elle. You should be proud of her," Lady Margaret suggested.
"I am, Ma'am."
"Excellent," she remarked, "because her loyalty deserves its reward." With a flip of another switch, she added, "Elle, enter the room, Lettie, face the door."
I watched as Lettie complied, then joined Lady Margaret at the door.
Elle, adorned in nothing but lacy black lingerie, caught my attention.
"Lettie acknowledges your affection for her," Elle shared. "I will engage in anal intercourse with her, leaving her front vagina for you. How do you feel about this, Lettie?"
"Yes, Miss Elle, thank you."
"And you, Piper?"
"I'm tremendously honored, Miss Elle."
"Perfect, Piper. Your task now is to prepare Lettie's rear entrance for my invasion," she ordered.
"Yes, Miss Elle," I replied, my head in a daze from the flood of emotions.
"Kneel and kiss her."
I complied, facing my cherished partner.
"Thank you, my love," I muttered, "You could've evaded those spankings by lying."
"I'm not lying about our devotion, I'd take any number of spankings. What's more, I'm eager for you to prepare me now," she added, standing and arching her shapely back towards me.
Lost in a highly erotic dream, I didn't care about Elle or anyone else. I focused solely on Lettie. We'd talked about anal, and she was keen on it, so my task was to aid her. Gathering her cheeks, I spat on her puckered sphincter before licking it. She gasped, forcing her backside towards me. I licked again, pushing my tongue in deeper. Then, spreading her, I spit more saliva and collected some of her creamy juices. I punched her wetness with my fingers, eliciting her to tense and push back against my touch. As I did this, I slid my fingers into her, fingering her. I felt her grip my hand.
"Lettie is doing a fine job," came Elle's voice from afar.
"Yes, I never envisioned prepping Miss Hoare's rear hole," Elle laughed.
I pulled away, abandoning her rear.
"Now lube my female vibrator."
I knew where it was bound to be inserted, so I applied substantial amounts of lubricant to Elle's device.
After moving aside, I observed as Elle positioned herself behind my girlfriend.
"Do you want your ass fucked, Lettie?"
"I do, Miss. Please fuck me in the ass."
"Come here, kneel next to me Piper," the masterful Lady Margaret instructed, gently running her fingers through my hair while I attempted to alleviate the discomfort in my asshole.
In this position, lying beside Lady Margaret, I watched Elle grasp Lettie's hips and begin probing her.
"Go and kiss Lettie, Piper. Be with her, embrace her."
I swiftly complied, moving in front of Lettie during Elle's anal invasion.
"I was hoping she would ask me to do this and received no hesitation. I approached Lettie as Elle sodomized her.
Lettie's face was crimson; she was panting. I leaned in to plant a kiss on her lips.
"I love you, dearest."
"You taste of her ass," she moaned as Elle pushed her against me. My palms glided beneath her to massage her taut clit. As Elle fucked her, I stimulated her clit.
"I love you, Piper, oh, fuck, fuck!"
With each thrust, I soothed her lips and inspected her clit. The electrifying environment in which Lettie was losing her anal virginity heightened our erotic sensations. Had someone checked, my thong would be soaked, and Lettie's pussy would be in the same state.
As Elle gasped and her generous breasts shifted, I desired Lettie to cum. I kissed her. I massaged her clit.
"Cum for me, my love!"
"Now?" Her gaze was becoming hazy.
"Yes, now!"
She trembled, precisely as Elle orgasmed. They simultaneously climaxed. I remained beside Elle as her body convulsed in pleasure. She glanced at me, muttering, "Well done, girl."
Initially, the chamber was silent, only the sounds of post-orgasmic comfort filling it. I caressed my girlfriend's face. She peered at me and smiled.
"Thank you, dear."
"Little one, come here."
I journeyed towards Lady Margaret, who handed me a designer butt plug.
"I need this in Lettie's ass once Elle withdraws."
"Yes, Mistress."
After Elle slowly withdrew, there was a brief moment before Lettie's dilated anus could relax. I administered the lubricant to the plug and gently pressed it in. The dark red stone gleamed between her buttocks.
"Ensure she dons these outfits, Piper."
"Yes, Mistress."
I was relieved that Elle wasn't requesting me to clean her strap-on.
"Gentlewomen, present your plugged rears to us and lock lips."
Thus, we offered our posterior adornments to Lady Margaret and to a former pupil. The itching between my legs had advanced to the realm of desire without additional external stimulation. We exchanged passionate kisses as Lady Margaret and Elle grope us.
"I've concocted an idea, Elle," Lady Margaret disclosed, amusement erupting from her.
Lettie and I sustained our all-fours posture, our rear plugs within view, but I was mostly focused on simply being near Lettie and our intimacy.
"What notion do you think Mistress has devised now?" Lettie inquired.
"We'll soon learn," I affirmed.
I heard Elle chuckle.
"Oh, that's fantastic! Ladies, venture into the dressing room. Lady Margaret has prepared apparel for you. Dress and return."
Relieved to return to an upright position, I outstretched my thong and we entered the next room. Surrounding the mattress were two school uniforms - humorous adult schoolgirl outfits equipped with white socks and mary janes. We snickered at each other.
We both stripped. I yearned to escort Lettie to bed, but naturally, the situation forbade it. We donned our regulation briefs and vests, then our blouses and tunics, which, naturally, exposed our undergarments.
"You'll seem even more charming with these differences," Lettie noted, untying my ponytail and arranging my hair into two adorable bunches with blue ribbons. "Most definitely," she asserted, "cuteness exemplified."
We gazed into the mirror. I considered bursting into "two little maids from school are we," but changed my mind. Instead, we returned to see Lady Margaret and Elle. The latter had a grin reminiscent of the Cheshire Cat from Alice in Wonderland.
"Oh, Lettie and Piper, how delightful you two look," Lady Margaret grinned.
"Well," Elle smirked, "which one is the schoolgirl now, Miss Hoare?"
Responding "I am," to a former student caused me to fall into a highly submissive mentality.
"I'm having a great time with you two, and I'd love for it to continue, but your Mistress has different plans. However, as a small token of appreciation, I'm going to spank you both. Any objections?"
"Yes, Miss," Lettie responded.
"May I say something, Miss?" I questioned, timidly.
"Certainly, little Piper."
"May I take Lettie's spanking, Miss?"
"Your kindness is admirable, and I'll permit it. Bend over the desk and lower your panties to your thighs."
"Yes, Miss."
Feeling the cool air against my exposed buttocks, I assumed the position, lowering my panties and bending over the desk.
"Prepare yourself, Piper!"
I cautiously awaited the cane's first striking, which sent an intense sting through my skin. The second and third strokes followed suit, one higher, the other lower. I yelped and sensed tears forming. The fourth and fifth strikes had dual consequences: both physical pain and emotional tears. The sixth lash intensified, causing both wetness between my legs and more tears.
"You may rise, Piper."
I stood up, massaging my now-sore buttocks.
"Well done, Piper," Lady Margaret complimented.
"Kiss it better, Lettie," she instructed.
Lettie's kisses and tongue made my bum feel soothed. I craved orgasm, but edged. I desired to cum with and for Lettie. We could hold out until Elle and Mistress were no longer present. The sensation of Lettie's tongue as she slid it down my ass crack nearly caused me to relent; almost.
"You two are the cutest and most endearing sweethearts. My work for the weekend is complete, and I have reserved a suite for the two of you tonight. Additionally, I've arranged for a car for the morning. You will discover, Piper, your standard work garment, but please wear a black, lace thong with it, alright?"
I smiled at my dominatrix.
"Yes, Mistress, that's acceptable."
"Lettie," Lady Margaret said, "I'll see you at home tomorrow. However, for the moment, cherish yourselves at my expense. It's a delight to be a part of your love. Worry not about Donna and Jen, they will be fine. Until next time."
We kissed her,
"Thank you, Lady Margaret," Lettie expressed, "you've been a valuable asset."
"It was purely pleasurable for me too," Emily remarked. "Now, follow me to what we call the bridal suite."
We obediently accompanied her while wearing our school uniforms, ironically, we did not feel out of place.
She led us to the suite and handed us a key card, advising:
"Thank you both. It was a privilege for me. Lettie, please feel free to contact me if you and Piper need me. It's quite thrilling watching you as headmistress."
"You add significantly to our enjoyment, Miss, and thank you."
"You're welcome, anytime. You both are the epitome of adorable sweethearts."
The suite contained an abundance of sex implements, leaving Lettie puzzled.
"Goodness, I don't even know how to use half of this. There's room for all your sexual fantasies here," Lettie uttered in amazement.
I guided Lettie to face me, kissing her tenderly, and stated:
"Nothing matters unless you're here, and if you are, I'd have every fantasy I've ever had."
Her eyes met mine, and we could see traces of moisture in both. A dash caught in her voice as she replied, "That's the most endearing thing anyone has ever said to me."
"I mean it, Lettie," I responded, drawing her closer for a passionate kiss. We ceased abruptly due to our vaginal plugs, preventing us from rushing to the bed and having intercourse.
"Let's remove these uniforms," I suggested as we giggled, attempting to remove each other's plugs simultaneously. We ended up laying down, laughing, because we tripped over one another.
"Perhaps that ruined the mood!" she teased.
"Perhaps not," I mused, "turn on all fours."
Lettie promptly followed my command, showcasing her continued desire.
"Appreciate that, Lettie," I whispered, pulling her close and engaging in a deep kiss. Though our bodies were separated by our plugs, we grinned.
I gently rubbed her cheeks, so firm and taut, and the gemmed dildo shined like a flame in the dark. Sliding my fingers around its head, I pushed, twisted, and steadily withdrew. Her laughter transformed into whimpers, which grew louder as I pushed and pulled until I removed it.
"It's your turn now," Lettie instructed, not giving me any choice, as she turned me onto my back and raised my legs.
"Mine!" She excitedly announced as her lips met my wet pussy. I moaned, the sensations rushing through my body expressed in a series of "fucks," growing more intense when I felt her fingers penetrate me with the plug. The sensations made me ache: my nipples; my clit; my pussy; that little sensitive spot between my pussy and asshole; every part of me felt as if it would explode. Her lips pinched onto my clit.
"Hold it, hold it, Piper."
That's asking for the impossible. I tried everything to remain on the edge, but I could feel myself drifting away. Then, she. Stopped. I continued writhing. The sensations lessened - and then she began sucking again. She did this at least three more times, leaving me a bundle of nerve endings seeking release.
"Now!" She commanded, tugging on my clit as she removed the plug from my ass.
All the orgasms I had desired in the past forty-eight hours came at once inside me. I lost all control as my juices gushed and burst out, sobbing and screaming: "I love you, Lettie."
But determining to keep me in the clouds, Lettie had no intention of letting me fall. She raised me by my legs, allowing her to lick my anus. This sensation triggered another orgasm. My vision faded with the ceiling seeming to disintegrate in golden fragments. I came again, and again. I simply lay there, her girlfriend, receiving all the pleasure she had saved for me.
I sensed my legs released and her between my thighs. She pushed her womanhood against mine then adjusted our positions so we could scissor. Still trembling, I gladly obeyed, and as my swollen, sensitive bare lips felt her fur against them, I clenched her ass and started grinding. I moved so that our clits rubbed and pushed each other, side to side. I leaned in and kissed her, tasting and smelling myself on her face and lips. She pressed hard, grinding her clit against mine until the inevitable happened. As I felt her wetness on mine, the spasm that ran through her body reproduced in mine. We shook, spasmed, kissed, expressed love, and fell together, our bodies saturated with our sweat and our juices.
"That was, you are, incredible, darling," my words gushed out, much like my juices.
"Indeed, you had to wait so long. I intended to give you the best time possible," she grinned, kissing me. How lovely, I thought as we held each other. It said everything either of us needed to know that, in a room full of sex aids, all we required was each other.
"I'm glad Mistress has granted us this time," Lettie stated.
I agreed.
"For a long time, I've wanted to ask you out, but I was constantly in awe and thought you wouldn't, well, be interested in my peculiarities."
"Oh," I said, "whereas now you know I'm a kinky young woman and don't need me?"
"Silly girl," she said, kissing me. "I desire my kinky young woman more than I ever imagined I could desire anyone."
"Excellent," I said, "for I feel the same." [myAmplitude]:
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