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Chapter 3
I sat and considered my two girls. Becky was still looking at me, waiting for my reaction, and Annette was still coming down from her orgasm....it had been a big one, and no wonder, I'd been teasing her for several hours and getting her to the edge, and keeping her there, for just this reason. The more I thought about it, the angrier I was at Becky for her powerplay.. that was the problem with bratty alpha subs....introduce another partner and they just had to 'put them in their place'. I'd have to punish them both, and make it very clear to both of them what their respective places were, to stop future repeats of this.
I stood and walked over to the two. Annette had finished coming down, and had clearly remembered her orgasm restriction, as she looked at me with heart meltingly desperate eyes, peeking through the leg holes of the panties still covering most of her face. Becky licked her lips, a smug little smile on her lips, as she slid herself out from underneath Annette.
"P..Please, Sir...." Annette stammered out "This c..cunt is so..oo very sorry for c...c...cumming without your permission. P...plese punish her".
As she finished the sentence, she dropped her eyes, pushing her chest out and spreading her legs. I reached down, and tore the panties of her head, ripping the fabric as I did so.
Coldly, I looked down at Becky, and said,
"Open"
Suprise shot across her face, followed by anger, then, dismay. She hesitated for perhaps one tenth of a second, before her mouth dropped open, and her eyes found mine.
I kept my voice even as I intoned, "Not your mouth, slave".
Smoothly, Becky snapped her mouth shut, and spread her legs wide, then reached down with the fingers of one hand and spread her cunt lips, opening herself up to my, and Annette's, inspection.
Without hesitation, I stuffed Annette's piss stained panties into her wet hole, then snapped 'release' at her. She let go of her lips, and looked up at me again, her face a lot more uncertain than it had been 2 minutes ago.
"Position 3", I said, still keeping my face and voice impassive.
She rolled herself around in that uniquely boneless way she had, and put herself on her knees, legs spread to show her stuffed cunt. She then bent 90 degrees at the waist, her hands meeting on the back of her neck and her face hovering over the floor, her pert, erect nipples just brushing the floor.
I looked over at Annette.
"Were you given permission to orgasm, toy", I asked, my voice not betraying one iota of emotion.
"No, S..sir", she answered.
"Then why did you?" I asked, my tone light, conversational, as if I was merely curious about her answer.
"This cunt has no excuse, sir."
Her answer gave me a moment's pause. Most girls in her position would have at least mentioned Becky's intervention, or tried to blame her for it. Annette's willingness to take the blame could be a way of finding common ground with Becky. I decided to see how it played out.
"Very well then. Both of you crawl to the bedroom for punishment".
At this, Becky spoke up.
"Master? what did I do?"
I whirled on her, while Annette took the chance to start crawling to the bedroom.
"Were you ordered to make her orgasm?" I asked, heat touching my voice slightly.
"N...no Master", she answered, less sure of herself now.
"Did you stop to think that you might be ruining plans I had by forcing her to one", I asked.
"N...no, Master, this slave is sorry, Master, she didn't think."
Becky's words tumbled out, as she realised just how badly she'd stuffed up.
"Shut up, slave and get into the bedroom for your punishment", I said, my voice back to it's emotionless, empty quality.
I watched Annette's purple plugged ass disappear into the master bedroom and Becky's black plugged one start up the hallway,as I considered a fair punishment for both of their transgressions.
I walked into the bedroom to find them both in position 3. I smiled to myself, careful to let none of it show.
I gathered up a handful of Annette's long dark hair and pulled her upright on her knees, then pushing my fist forward, I 'walked' her over to the end of the bed, then lifted her to her feet, and bent her over the bed, burying her face in the thick duvet, as I kicked her legs open. She gasped, as I did that, but otherwise held completely still.
"Pull your asscheeks apart, toy", I growled...my voice hot and hard, now, the emotionless ice of before gone.
Slowly, her hands crept around and grasped the round globes of her ass, parting them, so the purple plug embedded there seemed to rise up towards me slightly.
I slowly eased the plug out of her ass. She'd been wearing it for hours now, her ass had expanded to fit it, so it wasn't terribly hard to remove.
Casually, I threw the plug over my shoulder, then took a handful of Annette's hair and pulled her back down to her knee's. Pulling back on her hair, sharply, I brought her head up, watching as her tits wobbled with the sudden movement.
I pointed over to the wall, where the large collection of dildo's, vibes, butt plugs, and other fun toys were hanging.
"Crawl over there, and select your replacement plug, toy. You may not carry it in your hands. Return to this position when you have it" As I said the last, I pushed her head down ot the floor, to show her the position I wanted her to assume. Then I turned to Becky, still in her position, as I heard Annette scampering behind me. "Up, slave" I said, my voice back to cold and emotionless. I saw her quiver, before she quickly knelt up, breasts out, as I'd taught her.
"Crawl to the bed, remove the covers", I ordered, and she scrambled to obey, hurridly crawling over, and desperately ripping the covers from the bed, leaving them in a pile beside the bed. I smiled as I saw the haphazard mess she left. It was my 'asshole' smile, a smile that meant something she'd done, unthinkingly, would make her life a lot harder in a short while.
She looked up at me, her big blue eyes beseeching for some hint she wasn't in big trouble, as I looked back, my own eyes agate hard, without a hint of mercy.
"P..please, Master", she stuttered, "Can your slave please get into the bed?"
I slowly, never breaking eye contact, nodded my head. She scrambled into the bed, as Annette returned to the foot, a plug in her mouth. Immediately, I walked to the foot of the bed, and stood over Annette, even that simple action making her breath catch and quicken, as she knelt at my feet, the plug clutched in her mouth.
"Offer me the plug, toy", I say, my voice a gentle caress. Becky moans, as she hears me address Annette this way, and I can see the confusion ripple through Annette as well. I can almost see the wheels turning in her head.
Am I the alpha slave now?
what did Becky do so wrong?
Finally, I could see her decide, I don't WANT to be the alpha.
All of this passed in about a tenth of a second, as she swiftly dropped the toy into her hands, and then lifted it me, holding it higher than her bowed head, eyes on the floor.
"Here is the toy you wanted, Sir."
"Assume the position", I said, my voice still warm, silky.
She went back ot her feet, and bent over the bed, there was just one problem....Becky was in the bed, upside down, and right where Annette had been kneeling. Once her feet were in place, she was not allowed to move them, and so she had no choice but to bend till her face touched Becky's. Becky wiggled a little, and they ended up lip to lip, as Annette reached back and pulled her ass open.
I issued a command, my voice hard. "Kiss her".
Neither of them knew if I was talking to them, or to the other, or both, so they both started passionately french kissing the other one. I looked at the plug Annette had chosed, as they did. It was purple, as were all her toys, and it was about three sizes bigger than the one she'd been wearing. She wasn't ready for this toy yet...so it was a good thing she wasn't going to be wearing it. I picked up the toy I'd always been going to use on her, a remote control vibrating plug, and started to push it into her ass.
I heard her gasp, and then start kissing Becky even more passionately, as Becky moaned and writhed on the bed, helpless under Annette's renewed passionate assult.
Finally, I felt the plug slip into place, the flared part sliding past her sphincter to sit solidly inside her, and I stepped back, reaching for the next toy, a large purple dildo, and starting to push it into her wet, open cunt, filling it. She moaned in pleasure, as it filled her, and Becky took the opportunity to seize the inititive, grabbing her head and pulling it down to her mouth, as she deeply kissed Annette.
I picked up Annette's next toy, a clit vibe, and nestled it in, then put the chastity belt on her, holding all her toys in nicely. After I clicked the lock shut on the clasp, I took hold of Annette's hair again, and drew her backwards, down to her knee's, breaking her kiss with Becky to the accompaniment of a disappointed groan from both of them.
Annette sank gracefully to her knee's, her head bowed, deep in a world of submission, lust and humiliation, as I swiftly attached cuffs to her wrists,and attached them to the bed ends, so her arms were stretched out along the bed end, her big, bouncy tits resting on the metal bar, as she knelt up, her weight centered on her front.
With an evil grin, I attached the alligator clip to her right nipple, wound it around the bar in the bed end, underneat the bar, so it pulled down, then clamped the other clip to her left nipple. Now she could kneel up, and it would pull on her nipples, or rest down, and have the belt push the plugs deeper inside of her.
I put my hand on her head and pushed her into a kneeling 'down' position, her ass resting on her ankles, then gave her a terse
"Stay",
Before moving on to Becky.
To begin, I looked my slave in the eyes, and slowly ran my hands down her heated body, my fingers lightly brushing over her supple flesh, down from her silky throat, over the swelling bumps of her small, pert breasts, over the engorged nubs that were her nipples, down over the bumps of her ribcage, over the soft, fine flesh of her belly, and down to the smooth skin of her mound, before encountering the sticky wetness her stuffed cunt was producing. Easing a finger in, I extracted Annette's poor, abused panties, holding them up, the once white fabric now ripped, torn, and stained yellow with Annette's piss and all soaked to a gooey sodden mass from it's time in Becky's cunt.
I looked down at her and smiled.
"Open your mouth, slave".
Obediently, if slowly, Becky opened her mouth, and I stuffed the ruined g-string inside.
I took her ankles, buckled cuffs around them, and attached them to the top of the bed, so that Becky couldn't quite see Annette's eyes from where she lay. If Annette were to kneel up, they'd be eye to eye...but to do that would put pressure on Annette's nipple clamps, hurting her tits.
Finally, I attached Becky's wrists to the same attachement point Annette's were, so that she was in almost the classic spread eagle position.
Thumbing the remotes inside Annette to life brought a desperate gasp from her, where she knelt.
I walked over, took a handful of her hair, and twisted her head up, so she looked me in the eye.
"You want to cum so badly, toy, then cum. Cum as many times as you like, as long as you are looking Becky in the eye while you do it."
Her scared-rabbit wide eyes looked deep into mine as she breathed, "Yes, Master", her body already trembling.
As an added bonus, I attached clover clamps to Becky's sensitive nipples, and ran the chain through Annette's. When she knelt up, she'd lessen the pressure, relieving the bite. When she knelt down, to rest her own tits, she'd be hurting Becky's.
I moved onto the bed, looked down at my slave girl, and said "And you..you don't get to cum at all. Don't even ask, cuntlapper, because you are denied".
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