As soon as you enter into Vivian's spacious, brightly lit home, she begins to disrobe. Kay and Noelle, trudging reluctantly behind you, are both appalled.
"Oh gross," Noelle spits. She shakes her head. "Gross, gross, gross. I am NOT going to play a quote-unquote punishment game that involves--"
"Be quiet," Vivian snaps. She tosses her bodice aside. "You are a slave and will not speak unless spoken to."
You plop down on Vivian's couch and kick your feet up. Vivian, wearing only her signature flowery black undies now, sits beside you. She points at the tile floor: "Slaves. Kneel."
Kay shakes her head. "What exactly is compelling us to obey? Besides honor and all that bullshit. What are you two actually going to do if we don't play along with this dominatrix act?"
"What is it that you do at Darkbloom Analytics, again?" Vivian asks with a wan smile. "I think maybe the time has come to disinvite you from our premises. We could do without a reporter snooping around all the time."
Kay kneels. Unquestioningly, just like that. She gets down on her knees in front of the couch.
Noelle is a harder case. "Well you have no say in firing me," she insists. "I'm leaving before I get fucking raped. I don't need to stick around and get felt up by a bunch of dykes."
"You want to," Vivian says.
"I--"
"You do. You want nothing more than to feel the quiver of a cunt against your lips as you suck the orgasms from it. I can see it in your eyes, Noelle Keki. You are a lesbian. Dyed in the wool. A lesbian bitch."
Noelle violently shakes her head, closing her eyes. "Disgusting. You're a sick freak."
"Get down on your knees this instant," Vivian demands.
Noelle, trembling, gets down on her knees.
"Jeeeezus, you're a bitch," you say. "This is so cool."
"You must not be lenient with sluts," Vivian tells you cooly. "Say the right words and they will bend to your will." She turns to her two new slaves, now. "Take off your clothes."
Blushing, they comply. You watch and lick your lips, as these suddenly docile women each a decade or more your senior, get naked for you and Vivian. They peel off the layers of clothes like unwrapping candy. Kay's peacoat, Noelle's jacket; Kay's jeans, Noelle's slacks. When they're down to their underwear, Vivian gives them a stern glare to communicate that the job is not yet finished -- and so comes the next humiliation, as they ditch these too, and sit fully nude on their knees on the cold tile floor for you.
"Kay, have you ever been with a woman before?" Vivian asks.
Kay shakes her head, eyes downcast.
Vivian laughs. "What shall we do with them?" She asks you.
"I taught Noelle how to kiss a girl yesterday," you say. "She should teach Kay..."
"An excellent idea." She points at them. "Get to work, slaves."
Noelle, walking on her knees, waddles to Kay. Face to face, she loops her arms over Kay's shoulders. Kay's eyes are wide, and her face is pale, as she stares back.
"Y-you're okay with this, right?" Noelle asks.
"I... I don't know..."
"Don't get me wrong... I-I'm only doing this because I have to... I don't want to either..."
Kay gulps. "W-well then-- maybe we should sto--"
Noelle kisses her.
Of the two, Noelle is obviously the more into it. She throws her whole heart into that kiss, putting to work all the techniques you imparted while lying with her in that car in Vail. Kay, who was hardly expecting such enthusiasm, writhes around and halfheartedly tries to escape the violation. But Noelle is starting to heat up the longer this goes on, and won't let her go. You can see, from your vantage, the wetness stippling Noelle's inner thighs. She's getting this wet just from kissing another girl.
"Shall we play with each other?" Vivian asks you.
You swallow hard. "Uh huh."
Vivian takes your hand and guides it to the waistband of her lacy black panties. You slide your fingers in and find the sticky wet little hole there. She's all horny from ordering these two women around. But you can't say you're any different. Your little hole is all sticky and wet, too. And reaching down into your shorts, Vivian finds the sticky wetness of it with a happy smile on her face. You play with one another's cunts while you watch the spectacle Kay and Noelle are putting on for you.
Kay finally manages enough air to say: "Oh my god, Noelle... what the hell... what is with you all of a sudden..."
"I'm not a lesbian," Noelle says hungrily, as she dives back in for more lesbian kissing. "Shut up. Shut up."
Kay's resistance is quickly eroding as Noelle's tongue works its magic inside her mouth. Noelle, sighing to herself, says: "oh no... oh, no, no, no... they're going to make us do so many horrible things together... oh no..."
"You crazy bitch," Kay growls, glasses askew, kissing Noelle right back. "You're a fucking basket case--"
Vivian, tiny fingers digging through your tiny cunt, asks: "Would you like me to fuck you now, Amber?"
"Oh fuck yes," you grunt.
"Would you like to try a mating press today?"
"Yes," you agree instantly.
Vivian retrieves her magical ejaculating strap-on, the one you've come to adore, and gets your body doubled over itself on the couch. She mounts you, pressing down hard on your thighs to keep your legs spread, and seats the fake cock in your puffy cunny with a single push. It's like she really is a sadistic dickgirl looking to get off inside your hole. The massive, veiny cock is such a bizarre contrast with her otherwise bony, slight build -- and that contrast gets you really fucking wet. With her dainty hands wrapped around your head, she has you locked in place. And as Vivian fucks the shit out of you, you and her watch Noelle and Kay give in to sapphic urges of their own. Noelle begins to flex her thighs as a way of stealthily masturbating. Kay is becoming less abashed, and with a hand between her legs lightly tickles her own naked cunt. The two older women make out and masturbate like bitches in heat.
The couch is squeaking beneath you as Vivian pumps you. "I so love this illegal pussy of yours," she tells you, staring deeply into your good eye. Her entire weight, such as it is, presses down onto you while she fucks you.
"Rapist," you tell her.
"Correct. I want to rape you forever, Amber. Forever and ever. You were made to rape."
"Do it... do it..."
"Do you want me to cum inside you?"
"Yessss," you hiss.
Vivian pulls you into a seemingly never-ending kiss, squeezes the dildo's hand-pump, and nuts inside you. That wonderful, soupy, sloshy feeling of getting cummed in overloads your brain and makes you orgasm like a whore. You can't help it. Your little pussy just cums whenever you feel that hot squirt of semen inside it. When the stars clear from your vision, you dazedly rub your taut tummy with one palm, enjoying the sensation of warmth and fullness.
"Ish sho good..." you slur. Vivian, as if to reward you, nuts inside you a few more times. Each milky spurt of it makes you cum harder and harder. You start to wonder if she likes inseminating you as much as you like to be inseminated...
When at last she's all empty, Vivian pulls out. She points at Noelle: "You -- slave. Eat my semen out of Amber's cunt."
Noelle gasps. "You... but--"
Vivian is high on sexual debauchery and won't be argued with. She strides over and grabs Noelle by the hair, and drags her -- although Noelle doesn't exactly resist -- over to you. Smiling, leering, you get your ankles both up on the couch, doing the splits, fingers laced through your toes. The messy, lumpy cum leaks out of your well-used hole, all over the leather of the couch cushions. It seeps out in a partially translucent stream that's disgusting and alluring at the same time. You simply love the way cum looks as it slides down out of your pussy.
Noelle clasps the edge of the the couch cushion and stares at the messy fuckhole, too. Her little breaths are cool against the overheated furnace of your twat.
"Come on, dyke bitch," you spit. "Get to work."
Gulping, Noelle leans in, and purses her lips into an O, and gets her first taste of another girl's cunt.
She's a natural cunt-licker. Or maybe this is another skill she's picked up from years of yuri anime. Like a porn star, she slurps up all the ersatz cum, and gulps it down -- from your insides and from the the outside. She flicks her cute little tongue back and forth across your puffy labia, over your engorged clit, into your steamy twat -- explores every nook and cranny, tastes your every crevice. She savors it. Her eyes are closed and her face is flushed deeply red and she's loving every second of it, the fucking slut.
Meanwhile, your partner in crime is making use of Kay's mouth. Vivian is naked from the waist down and is squatting over Kay's face, making Kay rim her out.
"Oh," Vivian sighs happily. "Ohhhh. So this is what Whitney likes so much about it..."
"You nasty bitch," Kay growls.
"Be quiet," Vivian commands, and grabs a tuft of Kay's hair, and forces Kay's face even deeper into her ass. While Kay licks her asshole, Vivian masturbates too, rubbing her clit with a flattened palm so quickly that her hand becomes a blur. Shamelessly, Vivian brings herself to a rolling orgasm, and squirts all over her own living room floor.
Vivian Darkbloom, you've come to learn, really is the nasty bitch that Kay accuses her of being. And you love it.
It's rubbing off on you, too.
"Admit it," you tell Noelle.
From between your legs, her face shiny with cum both real and fake, she peers up at you. "W-what?"
"Admit you're a dyke."
"I'm... I-- noo..."
You push her face back, start to close your legs. "Fine. If you're not into it, you can stop."
"No!" Noelle shouts. There's real, fearful desperation in her voice. She presses your legs apart again. "I'll keep going! I'm a dyke! Okay? Please let me keep going!!"
You pet her and let her keep servicing you. "Good," you croon. "Gooo~ood~" The tension drains from her muscles and she smiles dreamily when you do that; when she realizes that you're going to let her keep feasting on your pussy. All she had to do was be honest. And now that it's out in the open, she can enjoy herself.
So she does. Noelle fingers her own quim as she sucks up the last of the dildo's fake cum and drinks down your juices. She sounds like a pig at a trough and she looks like one, too. A messy fucking bitch at your service.
Vivian, her asshole full of Kay's tongue, smiles lecherously at you. It's good to be on top.