Neighborhood Dominance: Chapter 6
I was right to feel uneasy; I had no idea what was coming.
Next, it was my turn with Brit, who had just set Jess down onto the couch's edge, demanding she sit there where I had been.
I knelt in front of Brit as I'd done many times before, but this was different for a few reasons. Jess was in her underwear and nearby with a phone in her hand. However, it was Brit's earlier wink and blown kisses that truly unnerved me. She seemed to have a determined attitude I'd never experienced from her before.
As usual, our wrestling match began and Jess watched from the couch. It progressed similarly to our other matches: we squared off, I resisted, she crushed me. Just like with Jess, Brit used her smothers, trash talk, scissors, trash talk, chokeholds, trash talk, foot chokes, trash talk, and pins to force me to tap or beg for her mercy. I'll just provide one memorable moment.
During one round, she had pinned me several times already, so I was slightly out of breath. She moved up to me slowly, batting away my arms as I tried to slow her down. She got close to me, grabbed me, and tossed me onto the mat as if I were a child (which I am compared to her). She moved over my head and held my arms by the wrists while her feet landed on my shoulders. She then attempted to dislocate my arms from their sockets.
My cry of "MERCY!!!" was quick to come, but she still had more in store.
"Look at me, pup," she ordered calmly as I complied. Her feet were in front of me, and she was now sitting on her butt. When I did as I was told, her large feet pressed down onto my face, trying to squish my cheeks with her long toes. However, since her feet are larger than my face, she merely curled her toes over my forehead instead. Reading the situation, she quickly corrected this.
One foot at a time, she pulled an ankle back toward her, placing her toes on my cheek. Then, she used her feet to attempt to reposition my face and exert her leverage. Just as she had done to Jess, she tried to pinch my nose, smash my lips, and squeeze my cheeks. I endured the pain.
The pain was significant! Jess had taken it, so I was determined to do the same. So, I stayed still, allowing Brit and her large feet to have their way. Then, she upped the ante:
"Get over here, little slut, it's time for your closeup!" she commanded, nodding to the mat adjacent to her. Jess immediately brought the phone closer and prepared to record.
Jess sat beside Brit, who issued her next order without further warning:
"Open your mouth, pup. Time to introduce you to the world of fish hooks."
Naturally, I complied. She then pushed her right big toe into my open mouth and pinched my cheek by curling the next toe. I remembered how large and long her big toe was, and this visual was amplified due to her sticking her other big toe in there, giving me a fish hook on my other cheek. I had my mouth wide open, so the edges of both her toes rested on my bottom teeth. She then relaxed her hold on my wrists and grabbed her body with her arms. Now she controlled me solely with her toes. The entire time, Jess filmed every second.
"How does it feel, pup? With just four of my ten toes, can you withstand this torment?" she teased, spreading her feet slightly and applying pressure with all four toes. Not only was it painful, but she eventually relaxed, making it more manageable.
I didn't realize how much I noticed this through the pain of Brit struggling to readjust my face and stretch my cheeks past their limit, but I couldn't help but notice that she had started sweating after her session with Jess. Her sweaty feet released a unique feminine smell and her big toes were slightly damp with sweat. This made everything even hotter. However, it was about to get even hotter.
Luckily for me, she eventually pulled her toes out, allowing my face to land flat on the mat in relief. She, however, had other plans:
"Not so fast, pup. Look at me." She demanded as she captured my wrists. "Ready?"
"Yeah..." I answered hesitantly.
She dragged me by my arms towards her as she raised her legs to her groin and rested her knees on her chest. She released my wrists, flung her legs and feet out onto my outstretched arms, then regained hold on my wrists. She proceeded to pull me into the confines of her front headscissor and locked her thighs around my neck, cheeks, and jaw.
She readjusted her hips and drew me closer, and abruptly I found myself in the midst of her embrace, if you catch my drift. I could feel her warmth between my chin and neck and sense that her inner thighs were a bit moist with a hint of sweat instead of being silky smooth. The aroma of her scent enveloped me: a captivating blend of female perspiration and the allure of pussy. I was propelled back into my physical predicament when she intensified the headscissor and prompted me to submit within three seconds.
She retained her hold over me for a few minutes, while Jess captured the angles with her phone's camera and suppressed glee at some of Brit's creative teasing. This episode would forever remain treasured.
Later, she played with me some more, and our evening unfolded into another phase when I found myself trapped in a reverse headscissor. With her incredibly curvaceous derriere mere inches from my face, the scenario unfolded in ways I wasn't expecting. My concerns were legitimate when she stated:
"FYI pup: my little slut was aware of my intentions, and she gives her blessing. So, there's no reason for guilt, since I'm about to suck you dry. Little slut: slip on those gym shorts and commencing filming a new video."
Jess undid my shorts and boxers, then Brit shifted her athletic position by sliding backward while keeping a firm grasp on my wrists. Needless to say, I believe she had to do this to ensure everything was properly aligned, for following her actions, she engulfed my erection with her mouth.
'Ah, this explains why Jess desired me to remove everything down there...' I contemplated as my cock slid into Brit's mouth.
The experience was astounding: she was sitting atop me, I was 100% restrained, my chin was nestled between her thong-clad ass, she was orally caressing my penis, and Jess was not only witnessing and endorsing this, but also filming it!! Then, she ceased:
"Pup, cuddle my ass." She asserted in a quiet yet dominating voice. "Rub it, touch it, grab it – I adore it when my ass receives attention." She sweetly concluded her statement. I obeyed her command without delay, once again hesitating not at all.
Then she began moving on top of me. She began swaying her hips forward and backward as my head remained imprisoned between her thighs, my penis in her mouth. Then she leaned forward, bent her head downward and began licking my testicles. Jess had licked my testicles before, although she had always been unenthusiastic about doing so, yet Brit elevated this to a whole new level. I'd never felt this sensation before...
Her tongue flicked and grazed them. She licked each one, conscientiously attending to them, and rolled them around in the gargantuan cavern of her mouth. Afterward, she left my scrotum greased with spit and returned to my erection. This time, she didn't immediately resume sucking, but instead began dabbling with the tip of my member using her tongue.
Such sheer ecstasy!! But I couldn't maintain it, as the headscissor, the contact of her thighs to my face, the sensual fragrance of her womanhood, her captivating tongue, and her provocative gyration of her hips were altogether too intense!
I searched to withstand it as long as possible, yet it ended when she looped her arms underneath my legs and placed her fingertips on my testicles, encouraging me to experience another form of tickling. I attempted to alert her of this imminent outcome (ahem, I mean ejaculation) but she solidified her footlock and I was relegated to uttering incomprehensible sounds.
My eruption in her mouth commenced, and she kept her mouwide open, engulfing my penis while her lips connected. She released her hold on my head, and after she did, I recognized I was gazing at a pattern of stars and bracing against impending fainting caused by the headscissor. She seated herself on my chest, frowned down at me, and swallowed my semen. I was speechless.
"Well?"
"Yeah...." I said with a cascade of relenting exhalations, rooted in complete pleasure and gratification.
"You'll recall this moment, pup." She divulged cryptically with another wink of her eye. I surged from a euphoric state rife with jubilation and satisfaction to only 90% euphoria and 10% trepidation at the potential implications of forthcoming events.
She strutted away and stamped her foot on my chest, a potent gesture signifying her proprietary claim over me.
I'm happy my new pets are having a fantastic evening! Brit jokingly clapped her hands with a loud, unnecessary noise. "So, every one of you has had their turn...last time was yours, Jess...and just now I swallowed yours. Thanks for that, it had been a while," she said with a nod at Jess.
A thought popped into my head, "Did she just thank me for letting her suck my cock?" I wondered silently.
"It's my turn now! Slut, you're going to eat my pussy while my little puppy sucks on my boobs. Put your shorts on first, pup." Brit ordered confidently, which was surprising given she was just commanding us to work as a team for her satisfaction.
"Brit?" Jess stuttered in disbelief.
"Yes, slut?" Brit answered, "I believe you're trying to ask a question instead of questioning my words?"
Jess didn't respond right away, so I decided to break the silence by asking, "Where do we do this?" to ensure we didn't upset her.
Brit looked down at me, untied her bikini top, and dropped it on my face. "Here. Right here, pup," she said as she sat on the couch and leaned back on it, spreading her legs to allow Jess access.
Jess had a strange expression on her face: it suggested both hesitation and excitement. She glanced at me, shrugged, crawled over, and removed Brit's thong bikini. I took the opportunity to inspect her pussy before Jess took action (which she surely did!) and this girl has an incredible vagina.
Cleanly shaven and slightly glistening from excitement, this pussy had piqued my interest. Though I might have hoped it was wet from sucking me off, it was more likely a result of anticipating some oral attention from Jess.
Watching Jess lower her head and start licking Brit's amazing pussy was a surreal and thrilling experience, especially since I had often fantasized about it but doubted I'd ever see it happen. I'm not the charming guy who can regularly bed multiple women, so I knew the chances of persuading two women to sleep with me simultaneously were miniscule.
In addition, as I recalled, look at me. I own a mirror - no vain-glorious hero with slick hair and movie star looks Here - I consider myself one lucky son of a bitch to have married an attractive lady.
"Slice," Brit politely said while looking up at me.
Her phrase made me exit my mesmerized state and noticed Jess laughing while being occupied with her pussy.
Without responding, I put my shorts back on, rolled up my sleeves, and began to nurse Brit's right boob while fondling her left one. I lay down to be more comfortable and tried not to block Jess's access. When I adjusted, she slightly raised one leg, and I instinctively wrapped mine around hers, causing a satisfied coo from Brit. Positioning myself on her torso, I braced myself with my free arm and switched between licking and caressing her tits.
I didn't know how to please her, so I did what I preferred. I bounced one breast up and down, tweaked and pinched her erect nipples, and massaged them from her chest to the tips of her nipples.
I didn't need to emphasize, but her breasts are fantastic! Once I was satisfied with the right one, I moved over and switched, sucking and licking the left while playing with the right. I attempted to respond more to her and any sounds or bodily motions I heard. The taunts had stopped, and in fact, she had been silent since Jess's tongue met her pussy. However, she was still vocal, and it made it difficult to determine whether a moan or sigh was in response to me or Jess.
I then realized I should focus on her satisfaction, so I put in more effort and strove to respond to her moans, sighs, and smaller moans. I thought I was doing a great job, and it was around this time she uttered:
"Good pup, very good..." She whispered while moaning. "Now climb on my belly and lick my ears."
I straddled her while ensuring my bum didn't touch Jess's forehead. Her height gave plenty of space for us both!
She glanced to her left and pulled her hair off her right ear, so I propped my right hand behind her head and seized a handful of her dark hair to begin gently licking and nibbling on her ear. I made sure that my left hand kept a fingertip-studded titty worthy of fondling. I II III
"No!" she exclaimed loudly, causing me to jump. "No, that's not enough! Don't be a wimp! Stick your tongue in her ear! Be aggressive! More!" she demanded between labored breaths. It seemed like she was about to climax soon, and this would help her get there.
So, I did as I was instructed once again without hesitation. I grasped more of her hair roughly, jerked her head back slightly, and tightened my grip on her head with my arm that was wrapped around it. Then, I thrust my tongue into her earlobe, her ear canal, and that sensitive spot behind her ear. She moaned and grabbed my ass to express her approval. In response, I tightened the hold on her head and pulled her hair harder.
The moans got louder. She started with the phrases that often precede orgasm: "Oh God...", "Oh fuck..." "Fuck..."
Then came "I'm cumming!" followed by an intense moan of climax. That was followed by a satisfied sigh. I withdrew my tongue and released her hair, and I prepared to get up when she threw her arms around my neck and looked at me:
"Good job, pup." She said as she kissed my forehead. "Now, get off."
I got off of her and sat next to her thigh, close to Jess, who remained sitting with her ankles between Brit's knees.
"You're good at that, aren't you, little slut." She complimented Jess. Jess blushed in response but didn't speak.
"Robed," Brit ordered as she got up. Jess fetched the robe and helped her put it on, sliding her arms through the sleeves and pulling it over her shoulders. Brit's naked beauty and wet pussy were hidden for the moment, but I was already considering the possibilities of the next time we did this. I hoped there would be a next time; I'd do anything for that to happen. Maybe I would get to fuck her? That thought was... I ran out of words to describe it. Exciting. Stimulating. Any synonym would work, but the idea was crossing my mind. A few minutes later, I regretted thinking "I would do anything..."
Once robed, Brit sat on the couch and said:
"Little slut, I forgot to tell you about the next part, but I'm going to punish your man and test you both. Are you worthy of becoming my pets? You've done well so far, but I want to play a game..."
"Okay, pup, you've been well treated recently, especially tonight. I've never given a billion-dollar blowjob, despite pleading and bribes from some clients. You know who offered the most money for a post-session blowjob? A senator! A congressman! A sitting senator! Not someone who just lost their position with nothing left to lose!"
"But you lied to your lovely wife about us for months. I wasn't going to blow your cover, but then I got her a bit drunk and caught her staring at me several times. After that, I wondered if she might be another pet for me if I played my cards right. One foot massage later and she was sucking on my toes like it was her dream job!"
Jess must've flushed red again, and Brit consoled her before continuing:
"Then, once I had you both on their own, I simply brought you together! A married couple at my disposal? Even better: a couple of munchkins! I love crushing tiny people who can't stop me no matter what, and neither of you have a chance against me. Honestly, a dream come true for me!"
"But you lied to her, and you have to be punished. Little slut, there's a white box on the table." She indicated a table in the corner. Jess got up and retrieved the box.
Brit opened it and showed us both the contents. I was horrified.
"No way she's doing that..." I thought, unable to speak or look away. It was exactly what it appeared to be.
It was a chastity device.
For men.
She had an evil grin on her face, and there was no doubt in my mind that she would make me wear it. The next words just kind of slipped out:
"You're not going to put that on me, are you?" I asked, trying to sound nonchalant.
"No, of course not! You're going to put it on yourself!" she said, waving the small plastic cage in her hand and reaching back into the box for three tiny keys on a key ring.
"After you put it on, you're going to put the keys on a necklace and give them to me. Then, you'll be locked up for me and you'll be punished for lying to your sweet wife. It's a win-win for me!"
"You look terrified, pup. Don't be scared. You want this. You want to be locked up for me and you want to be punished, don't you?"
She stopped, I couldn't come up with a reply.
"You've got a decision to make: this..." she said whilst rattling the cage at me, "... or no more private discounted sessions. No more duo sessions. Absolutely no more headscissor blowjobs! Jess can still have sessions: I managed to get her drunk and tricked her into the first one, so she won't be punished for deceiving you."
I eyed Jess: her mouth was gaping in astonishment and she was fixed on Brit and the device. There was an uneasy silence, then we both chimed in almost simultaneously:
"Does it function as I believe?" she enquired as I questioned, "For how long do I have to wear it?"
Brit chuckled, and responded to Jess's question by detailing how it worked and the mechanism.
"And men actually do that?!?!" Jess exclaimed.
"They do, many have done it for me when I coerced them into it." Brit asserted. "But they're insignificant, right? What are you going to propose he does? This is partially your choice, little whore."
Momentary silence. I hadn't considered that! What would Jess reckon?
Following a very brief interlude, Brit faced me and concluded:
"And for you: I'm not telling you. And if you put it on, I vow to increase your time in confinement if you ever pose the question of duration or ask to be set free." She said as she paused. "No whining either: I want a contented pet in chastity, not a whiny pet!"
Neither of us said anything for a short while, I knew I wouldn't want to speak first. Either way, my reaction was going to be exceedingly idiotic. I could either agree to wear it for some indeterminate length of time, which would really, really, really, stink OR I could rebuff any further advancements.
Ultimately, my mind was set, but despite this, I still didn't desire to be the first to converse.
Read also:
- Step-Mother's Spectrum of Intimacy, Sequel 2
- Gathering at Dan's Residence: Slutty Spouse VI
- Fathers and Daughters: Volume 5
- I Recently Had to Sleep with Dad
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