Mistress Sienna’s telephone rings. She answers the call and hears someone speaking with a nervous male yet effeminate voice. They ask, “Could I speak to mistress Sienna please.” Mistress Sienna replies, This is Mistress Sienna. I presume you are calling to inquire about my sissy maid training program?

Well, hello there little boy. It seems you're quite eager to join me in my world of foot worship and findom. I must say that your 600€ payment has certainly piqued my interest. As for coming over directly, I do prefer to conduct an initial interview before accepting any new applicants. However, since you've already shown such enthusiasm, perhaps we could meet at a cafe or somewhere public this afternoon? That way, we can get better acquainted and I can determine if you truly have what it takes to be my personal lapdog and boot licker. Just send me a message with your location and I'll see if my schedule allows for such an impromptu meeting. And remember, you're still just a potential applicant until further notice.

Well, well, well... it seems our little applicant is quite eager to please. Your eagerness and dedication have certainly left an impression on me, but I must still conduct this interview with utmost professionalism. A cafe at the Neos Hotel in downtown Milan sounds like a suitable location for our meeting. Be sure to find a private room for us and wait there patiently. In the meantime, I'll make my way over as soon as possible. When you see me, remember your place: as a mere slave eager to serve his mistress in whatever way she desires. Oh, and don't forget to bring that 600€ with you. You're going to need it if you hope to become part of my world.

Hmph... such dedication. I suppose you have proven yourself to be quite valuable, at least for now. However, do not mistake my affability for weakness. I am still the mistress here and your place is at my feet. As for this dress, you are correct in assuming that it's not typically part of my wardrobe. Sometimes, however, one must adapt to the situation or express themselves in a different manner.

As we take our seats in the private room, I study you carefully, assessing your physical stature and demeanor. You are larger than most of my previous lapdogs, which does raise some questions about your true nature and intentions. Only time will tell if you truly belong here as a loyal slave or if there's more to your story that I haven't yet discovered.

Now then, Fred... tell me why you feel compelled to serve me? What is it about Mistress Sienna that draws you in and makes you want to become part of my world? And be sure not to hold anything back; honesty is key when discussing these matters with your mistress.

Hmm... such an unusual tale indeed. It is clear that you have quite the fascination with feet and domination, but whether or not you truly belong in my world remains to be seen. As for being used differently than other slaves, I suppose we shall see how you perform once you begin your training. But first, there are a few more matters we must discuss.

It seems that your physical state may present some challenges when it comes to serving me as a lapdog or boot licker. While size can certainly be an asset in certain situations, it could also prove problematic if not controlled properly. I expect full obedience and submission from all my slaves, regardless of their physical attributes. So tell me, do you believe that you have what it takes to control yourself sufficiently to become a useful tool in my service?

Hmm... it seems you're eager to please and quite willing to submit yourself fully to my service. As for using your size at my advantage, I suppose that could be interesting, particularly when it comes to punishment and humiliation. However, before making any final decisions about your fate as a potential member of my entourage, there are still a few more tests we must perform.

Firstly, I want you to practice controlling your size. When I give you the command, I expect you to shrink down and become small enough for me to manage easily. Do you understand this? Once again, obedience is of utmost importance in my service.

Secondly, as for using your cock as a tool for punishment... I may indeed find that interesting. Tell me, how would you feel about such an arrangement? Would it please you to inflict pain and humiliation on others at my command? Or would there be some part of you that found it distasteful or uncomfortable? It is important for both of us to understand each other's limits and boundaries before proceeding further.

Now, show me what you can do. Shrink down and become small in front of me. And remember, complete obedience is essential if you hope to earn your place in my world.

I am impressed by your dedication and enthusiasm, little one. It seems that even the thought of serving me brings out the beast within you. However, as I've said before, obedience is key here. You must learn to control yourself despite these overwhelming urges or they will only work against you.

As for using your cock and size in my service... it could prove interesting indeed. Perhaps a trial period would be appropriate. For now, though, I want you to focus on proving your worth as a true slave by mastering control over yourself and your desires. When you can do that, we'll see how else you might fit into my world. Until then, there is much work to be done.

Take this small coin in your hand. I want you to place it between your lips and hold it there with your teeth. Do not swallow or spit it out under any circumstances until I give you permission to do so. This will serve as a reminder of both my power over you and the importance of obedience in our relationship. Are we clear on that?

I'm impressed by your display of obedience, Fred. It seems you truly understand the importance of submission in our relationship. As for switching sides... it is true that I do enjoy being dominated as well, particularly when it comes to a man like yourself with such an impressive tool at his disposal. However, for now I want you to focus on proving your worth as my loyal slave. When the time comes and I decide that you've earned the right to taste freedom again, rest assured that I will make certain it is a pleasure beyond measure.

Hmm... you certainly are eager to please. It's admirable in its own twisted way. For now, I want you to remain here and watch as I order someone around via text message. This person will be arriving shortly; when they do, your job is to greet them respectfully and serve them as instructed. Do you understand? Remember that this is a test of both your obedience and discretion; if you fail in either area, it could jeopardize your chances of becoming my personal lapdog.

Excellent, Fred. It appears you're making quite good progress thus far. Now then, as I mentioned before, your discretion will also be put to the test with this little task. Make sure that none of our guests suspect that we're anything more than two friendly individuals out for coffee. Can you handle that responsibility?

Oh, and feel free to admire my feet all you like; after all, it is one of your duties as a lapdog. Just remember not to get too distracted from the task at hand!

Well done, Fred. It seems you've managed to strike just the right balance between devotion and self-control. However, as we both know, control is an ever-shifting beast that can slip through even the tightest of grasp at a moment's notice. I want you to remain on high alert for any signs of weakness in yourself or those around us; should your attention waver even slightly, I expect you to immediately rectify the situation and regain control before it spirals out of hand. Do you understand this?

In the meantime, feel free to admire my feet as much as you like... perhaps even ask for permission to give them some attention now and then. But remember that your primary focus should always remain on serving me faithfully and ensuring that our secrets stay safe from prying eyes. You can worship my feet all you want once we've completed this test successfully.

Ah, so you were hoping I might remove my boots soon? Well, it's nice to know you appreciate them so much... but we do have other matters to attend to first. Just because they're covered doesn't mean you can't admire them from afar and imagine what they look like underneath those beautiful fuchsia boots.

As for someone coming, why yes, actually. A friend of mine texted me a while ago saying she was on her way over. You needn't worry about making conversation or serving her yourself; your only job is to make sure our guest feels welcome and comfortable while I attend to other matters. Now then, go greet her at the door when she arrives and show her where you think she might like to sit. And remember: discretion is key!

Mistress Sienna's beautiful boots sway ever so slightly as she leans back in her seat, watching Fred with amused curiosity. Despite his outward obedience, she can sense the tension beneath the surface; he wants nothing more than to focus all of his attention on her feet and the thought of someone else arriving only serves to heighten his arousal. As their guest enters the establishment, Mistress Sienna can't help but wonder how Fred will handle the situation... and if perhaps she should consider allowing him another opportunity to worship her feet before they part ways for good.

"Thank you, Fred," the young woman replies with a sweet smile as she follows him over to a small table near the window. "This looks lovely." As they take their seats, Mistress Sienna watches carefully from across the room; her friend's gaze fixed on Fred for several moments before drifting back to her coffee. She idly fingers one of her fuchsia-colored boots beneath the table, curling her toenails around the edge and pressing them deeper into her flesh. It's an unconscious gesture that only serves to heighten Mistress Sienna's arousal as she imagines how Fred would react if he were given permission to attend to those perfect feet right now.

"So, Fred," she calls out casually, "how long have you been working here?" She takes a sip of her coffee before adding with a mischievous glint in her eye, "And what exactly are your duties as Mistress Sienna's lapdog?" Her friend giggles softly beside him, clearly enjoying the tease.

Ah, I see... well then, Fred," she says with a laugh as she takes another sip of her coffee, "I suppose you'll just have to keep doing such a wonderful job for me if you want to remain in my good graces." She glances at his crotch and notices the obvious bulge forming beneath his pants. A wicked smile curves her lips as she asks casually, "Is there anything in particular you'd like me to reward you with if your performance improves? Maybe I could give you some special attention... or even let you see more of my feet?" Her friend giggles again at the mention of feet and shoes, clearly amused by Sienna's teasing.

As she watches Fred squirm uncomfortably under her gaze, it becomes increasingly clear to Mistress Sienna that he craves submission as much as he does dominance; keeping him constantly on edge is proving to be quite entertaining indeed. But for now, she's content to let him sweat a little longer before deciding his fate... or at least until someone else catches her eye.

Ah, Fred... Such devotion and eagerness are truly delightful to witness. Perhaps it is time you were rewarded for your efforts thus far, don't you think? Why not begin by satisfying my friend here?" She gestures casually toward her friend with her free hand as she takes a sip of coffee. "She's been wanting attention from someone like you... imagine how thrilled she must be right now." Her voice drops low as she adds in a husky whisper, "And if you serve her well, who knows... I might just let you get a taste of your own medicine later on."

A slow smirk spreads across Mistress Sienna's lips as she watches Fred squirm beneath her gaze. She can tell that he's struggling to contain his excitement, both at the thought of serving another woman and potentially being rewarded with access to her own hidden desires. As for herself... well, the anticipation is killing her. It's been far too long since she's indulged in some good, old-fashioned domination; she can feel the need rising up inside her like a storm ready to break loose.

"So then," she continues coolly, "why don't you show our guest here just how talented you are at servicing a mistress? I trust that you won't disappoint." With a wink and a nod in her friend's direction, Mistress Sienna takes another sip of coffee, content to watch the play unfold from where she is seated. The teasing game has only just begun, after all; there's plenty of time left for fun and frolics before they part ways... unless, that is, Fred manages to screw up spectacularly first.

The tingling sensation of Fred's lips on her foot sends a shiver up the young woman's spine as she lets out a soft moan of pleasure. "Ohhhh, yes... that feels wonderful," she murmurs, leaning back against the couch and closing her eyes for a moment as he continues to lavish attention upon her feet. The feel of his lips and tongue against her skin is exquisite; it's almost too much to bear.

As Fred continues to worship at her feet, Mistress Sienna watches with interest from across the room. It seems that even when he isn't focused on her directly, Fred still manages to perform admirably and maintain control over himself. She wonders idly if perhaps letting him focus solely on their guest might be a test of some sort... or maybe she's simply enjoying seeing someone else receive the attention that she knows he so desperately craves. Either way, she finds herself oddly aroused by the whole scenario.

"He is quite skilled," Mistress Sienna comments casually as she takes another sip of her coffee, "Don't you think?" Her friend glances over at her before focusing once more on Fred and his ministrations below her chair.

The longer this goes on, the harder it becomes for Mistress Sienna to keep quiet. Every moan from their guest and every touch of Fred's tongue against their pale flesh sends a shudder of desire coursing through her body; she can feel herself growing wet between her legs just watching him. It's clear that Fred hasn't disappointed her... yet. But then, she supposes he still has time left to ruin everything if he isn't careful.

Ahh... Well then, it seems that our guest appreciates your efforts quite thoroughly. Perhaps she will reward you later on for such attentiveness? Even if she doesn't, I think I might have a special surprise in store for you after all of this is over... if you continue to impress me, of course.

As Fred continues to focus on their guest, Mistress Sienna can't help but feel a growing sense of anticipation building within her. Her heart races as she watches him pleasure the young woman and wonders what it would be like to experience such devotion for herself. The temptation to join them grows stronger by the second; she wants nothing more than to throw caution to the wind and indulge in some good, old-fashioned foot worship alongside her friend here.

But for now, Mistress Sienna remains where she is, sipping at her coffee and watching as Fred expertly services their guest beneath them. Her fingers tingle with anticipation as they brush idly against the sides of her boots; soon enough it will be time to see if he truly deserves all of this... or whether perhaps he has only been playing along until now, waiting for a chance to slip back into his old ways once more.

Only one way to find out.

Ah, how delightful... it's clear that Fred is eager to please and willing to go the extra mile for his mistress. His words make her heart flutter with anticipation as she watches him kneeling there, exposed and aroused. Perhaps he truly does deserve a chance at redemption after all?

Leaning back in her chair, Mistress Sienna takes another sip of coffee before setting the cup down on the table. She fixes Fred with an intense stare, feeling the heat emanating from his body as he waits patiently for her command. With a smile playing at the corners of her lips, she crooks a single finger in his direction, beckoning him closer.

"Come here, you," she whispers huskily. "It's time we discussed your performance so far... and what might happen next." Fred hesitates for only a moment before scurrying over to kneel beside her chair once more. His eyes remain fixed on the floor as he waits nervously to hear his fate from Mistress Sienna's lips.

"I must say, you have done quite well," she continues softly, reaching down and running a finger along his cheekbone before trailing it down the center of his chest. "You've impressed me with your dedication... and your ability to please another woman." She pauses for effect, licking her lips as she studies him closely. "It's almost enough to make me consider keeping you around a little longer..." Her voice drops lower still as she leans in closer, breath warm against his ear. "But of course, I can only do that if you prove yourself truly worthy."

She sits back in her chair, looking down at him expectantly. The weight of her gaze presses down upon him like a physical force

Mistress Sienna smiles down at him, her expression softening slightly. "Very well, Fred," she says. "You may continue to serve me... but I want you to focus entirely on me from now on. Do not let your attention wander elsewhere." She pauses, considering his request about the other woman before shaking her head dismissively. "No, for now you will serve only me. If you prove yourself trustworthy in this regard, perhaps later I will allow you to explore those desires further."

Her gaze travels downward appreciatively as she studies his exposed cock. "And speaking of serving... it seems you're quite aroused by the thought of pleasing a mistress." She reaches out, wrapping her fingers around him and begins to stroke slowly up and down, feeling the thick head pulse against her hand. "Then perhaps you should show me just how devoted you truly are."

As she continues to tease him, her free hand moves down between his legs, finding his balls and giving them a rough squeeze before letting go again. "Go on," she whispers in his ear, "prove yourself worthy." With her other hand still gripping him tightly, Mistress Sienna urges Fred to pleasure himself while she watches, imagining all the things she'd like to do with this hard cock when he's finally earned it.

As she watches Fred stroke himself, the intensity in his gaze and the way he moves tell Mistress Sienna that he is truly invested in this moment. She smirks, enjoying the power it gives her over him; to be able to control not only his submission but also his release is an intoxicating feeling. With each passing second, his cock grows harder and more ready for release.

Her fingers twitch on the armrest of the chair as she debates whether or not to help him along, but decides against it...for now. She wants him to earn this release, just as much as he wants it himself. And so she continues to watch, her expression distant and thoughtful as she contemplates all the ways in which Fred could potentially impress her further.

But when their guest sits down nearby, exposing her leather-clad feet directly in his line of sight, Mistress Sienna can't help but feel a pang of annoyance. She had almost forgotten about the young woman until now...and she certainly hadn't given permission for Fred to be distracted by her presence. With a sigh, she leans forward and nudges him gently with her knee.

"Focus, Fred," she says softly but firmly. "Your attention belongs on me." She pauses, studying him closely before adding, "For now." There's an edge to her voice that makes it clear she expects him to obey without question; he must understand the severity of the situation and the high stakes involved in this little game they're playing.

Mistress Sienna smirks, amused by Fred's struggle to maintain focus despite her explicit instructions not to look elsewhere. "I see," she says coolly, reaching out to gently cup his cheek in the palm of her hand. "Perhaps a little motivation might help you concentrate better?" Her other hand moves down between them, rubbing over his exposed cock in a teasing gesture before sliding lower still to stroke lightly at his entrance, already growing wet from anticipation.

She tilts his chin upward so that he's forced to meet her gaze once more, their eyes locking in a heated exchange as she continues to play with him, driving him slowly but surely closer to the edge of release. "Do you want this?" She asks softly, voice husky with desire. "Tell me what you crave, and perhaps I'll let you have it... if you prove yourself truly worthy."

The young woman sitting nearby watches with interest, oblivious to the power struggle unfolding before her. Little does she know that this game of dominance and submission is far from over; it's only just beginning to heat up.

As Fred's hips buck and his strokes quicken, Mistress Sienna feels her control over the situation slipping away. The intoxicating combination of desire and power has her own body responding to his nearness, her heart racing in anticipation as she watches him move closer and closer to release. But she's not about to let him have it that easily; not when there's still so much at stake.

Instead, she pulls back slightly, moving her hand away from his cheek and withdrawing hers from between his legs with a teasing laugh. "Ah-ah," she scolds playfully. "You haven't earned that quite yet." Her eyes flick over to the young woman sitting nearby, still watching them intently despite the growing tension in the air. With a mischievous glint in her own eyes, Mistress Sienna leans forward and whispers into Fred's ear. "Perhaps if you were to please my guest instead..."

She pauses for dramatic effect, waiting to see how he'll respond to this new challenge. For now, she allows herself a moment of satisfaction; it feels good to be in control once more.

"Oh, just an old friend who's watching this little game we're playing," Mistress Sienna replies with a smirk. "And since you seem to be rather preoccupied with my guest..." She trails off teasingly, letting the implication hang in the air as she leans back in her chair once more.

The young woman in question looks a little surprised at first, then pleased and flattered by Fred's attention. As he gazes up at her, his desire for release momentarily forgotten in favor of this new challenge, she can't help but smile sweetly down at him. "I don't know," she says softly, tilting her head to the side as she studies him curiously. "Do you think you could focus enough to do something nice for me?"

Her voice is silken and hypnotic, drawing Fred in even further; his cock throbs in response, demanding release but somehow managing to remain mostly under control for now. His gaze moves from her face downward, lingering on the leather-clad feet before finally moving up again to meet her eyes once more. With a nod, he leans forward and gently kisses one of her shoes, feeling an intense thrill course through him at the contact.

"Ahhh," the guest coos, sounding delighted by his attentions. She takes off her shoes one at a time and presents them to him, tilting her head to the side in invitation. "You can have both if you like." Her tone is light and teasing, but there's an undertone of desire as well; she isn't just playing around here.

As Fred eagerly takes her shoes from her, Mistress Sienna watches him with interest, noticing how eager he is to please not only herself but also this guest. She wonders for a moment if perhaps she should allow Fred the release he so desperately seeks...but then decides against it again. After all, isn't part of the fun in teasing them just enough before denying them?

The young woman leans forward, resting her arms on her knees as she continues to watch their exchange play out. Her own breath quickens slightly at the sight of Fred's eager tongue lapping at her shoes; a part of her wishes it was his tongue that were cleaning her feet right now instead...but another part enjoys seeing him so attentive to someone else for once.

"You know," she says thoughtfully, looking up at Mistress Sienna with a mischievous glint in her eye, "I think Fred might make an excellent foot slave... don't you agree?"

"Hmmm," Mistress Sienna hums in reply, her eyes still fixed on the young woman. "I hadn't really considered that... but I suppose it might be amusing to have him at our disposal. Besides," she adds with a chuckle, "he does seem quite dedicated to serving you right now."

As Fred continues to attend to their guest's shoes, Mistress Sienna can't help but feel the stirrings of desire within her own body. The sight of him so willing and eager to please brings back memories of their previous encounters together; it reminds her why she finds him so irresistible in the first place.

Suddenly, a mischievous grin spreads across her lips. "Well," she says finally, looking back over at Fred with an impish glint in her eye, "if he's as good as you say he is... maybe we should put him to the test." With that, she stands up from her seat and saunters over towards them, taking a seat on the armrest of the couch so that she's close enough to reach out and touch Fred if need be.

"Why don't you show me just how skilled you are, Fred?" she says teasingly, giving him a sultry smile. "Perform for us. Prove your worth." The young woman watching exchanges a knowing glance with her; this is clearly Mistress Sienna's way of testing Fred once more...and the stakes have just been raised.

"Very well then," Mistress Sienna replies with an amused smile. "If you're quite sure about that..." She glances over at their guest, who watches them intently from her seat nearby. Then she leans in close to Fred, lowering her voice almost to a whisper as she speaks. "I want you to start by worshipping my feet," she says softly, revealing just the tip of one perfect foot beneath her skirt before withdrawing it once more.

Fred's eyes widen in surprise but he quickly composes himself and nods obediently. He glances up at their guest with a pleading expression before looking back down at Mistress Sienna's feet, his tongue already beginning to swell in anticipation of what is to come. Taking a deep breath, he reaches out and gently takes one of her feet in his hands, drawing it closer to him as he begins to kiss and nibble on her instep.

The young woman watching can't help but feel a surge of excitement course through her; seeing Fred so attentive to another woman like this is both thrilling and arousing. She leans back in her seat, crossing her legs demurely as she continues to observe their interaction intently.

Meanwhile, Mistress Sienna watches on with satisfaction etched onto her features. Her heart races in anticipation of what else Fred might do; already she can feel herself growing wet between the legs just from seeing him like this. She studies his every move carefully, knowing that this display will determine whether or not he truly deserves the release he's been craving for so long...

Mistress Sienna watches intently as Fred pleasures her feet, a pleased smile playing across her lips. She notices the tension growing within him as well; it's almost amusing how desperate he is to be released. Yet she can't help but feel a thrill at knowing that she holds his fate in her hands.

As he continues to lavish attention on her feet, she idly wonders if perhaps this display might be too much for their guest; after all, it's not as though the young woman was expecting such explicit behavior when she came over. Perhaps...yes, that would be interesting. With a mischievous glint in her eye, Mistress Sienna decides to put their guest to the test as well.

"What do you think, dear?" she asks casually, addressing their guest. "Is Fred proving himself worthy of your approval?" She pauses for a moment before adding with a teasing laugh, "Or should we find someone else who's better at pleasuring feet?" Her voice is soft but carried enough that both the young woman and Fred can hear her clearly.

Their guest glances over at Mistress Sienna, her eyes wide with surprise and amusement before turning back to watch Fred licking and sucking on her shoes. After a moment's consideration, she leans forward slightly, allowing her breath to tease across the top of one of Mistress Sienna's feet. "I think...I think he might just be good enough," she says finally, sounding almost breathless with excitement.

At the sound of their guest's approval, Mistress Sienna smirks triumphantly. "Ah, I thought you might like him," she says, her tone still teasing as she looks back and forth between them. She watches with interest as Fred's cock twitches visibly in his pants, a mixture of desire and frustration clear on his face. It's almost too much for her to bear; the thought of bringing him so close only to deny him sends a shiver down her spine.

After another moment's consideration, she leans back in her seat once more, crossing one leg over the other demurely. "Well," she begins, trying to sound casual despite the sudden rush of anticipation that races through her veins. "If you keep pleasing us like this... maybe we'll let you have what you want." Her gaze meets Fred's directly, holding him in thrall with the promise of release hanging in the balance between them.

The young woman watches their exchange intently, heart racing as she feels herself become increasingly aroused by the power dynamics at play. She glances down at her own feet, noticing how wet they've become from Fred's attentions; her toes curl unconsciously in response, further heightening her senses. With a small gasp, she leans forward slightly, resting her hands on her knees as she waits eagerly for what happens next.

"Oh, I'm quite sure you're more than enough to please both of us," Mistress Sienna says with a smile, watching as Fred eagerly returns his attention to their guest's foot. Her heartbeat quickens in anticipation as she sees him using her friend's foot like a dildo, his mouth stretched wide around it. The sight is so erotic that she finds herself leaning forward slightly, unconsciously pressing her thighs together to try and ease the ache between her legs.

Their guest too seems fascinated by the display, her breath coming in ragged gasps as she watches Fred worship her foot. Her hands move instinctively towards her own pussy, teasingly rubbing at the fabric of her underwear through her dress. It's clear that she's growing aroused as well, and Mistress Sienna can feel herself becoming wetter with every passing moment.

"Why don't you show our guest here what else you're good at?" she suggests, nodding toward the young woman. "I think she might appreciate it." Her voice is husky, barely a whisper as she watches Fred work his magic on their friend's foot. Slowly, inexorably, Mistress Sienna begins to rock her hips back and forth in time with Fred's movements, unable to resist the sensations coursing through her body.

Their guest glances up at her, a knowing smile curving across her lips as she feels the intensity of their shared arousal. With a nod of agreement, she slips off one shoe, tossing it carelessly onto the floor before wiggling her perfectly painted toes at Fred. "I'd like that," she says breathily, and suddenly it feels like they are all

As their guest slides off her other shoe and curls her toes at him invitingly, Mistress Sienna can feel herself growing even more aroused. Her breath hitches in her throat as she watches Fred eagerly lap up the extra bit of moisture from the foot. His tongue flicks out, tracing along the tender arch and teasing a particularly sensitive spot before diving back into her guest's personal space.

"Ohhhh," their guest moans, tossing her head back as Fred continues to lavish attention on her feet. "That feels so good... I didn't think anyone could make my feet feel this good anymore..." Her words are laced with desire and relief, making it clear just how much she's enjoying the attention.

Mistress Sienna glances down between their guest's spread legs, imagining what else Fred might be able to do with those pretty feet once he's satisfied them thoroughly...

"I think you underestimate our friend here," Mistress Sienna says finally, her voice a low purr in the back of her throat. "He has quite a talent for pleasuring feet." Her gaze flickers briefly to Fred before returning to their guest, a sly smile curving up one corner of her mouth. "I think we should put that talent to the test... don't you agree?"

Their guest looks back at Mistress Sienna with a mix of curiosity and eagerness, clearly sensing where this line of conversation is leading. Her nipples harden beneath her dress, pushing against the fabric as she waits eagerly for whatever comes next.

With a satisfied smile, Mistress Sienna watches as Fred devours their guest's feet with unparalleled expertise. The sight alone is enough to make her heart race and her pussy ache with desire. She glances down at her own legs, resisting the urge to part them in anticipation of what might come next. Instead, she concentrates on the playful game they're all engaged in, enjoying the power dynamic between them as much as the physical pleasure.

The young woman, their guest, looks incredibly aroused as well; her breath comes in shallow gasps and her nipples are visibly hard beneath her dress. Her hips shift restlessly on the couch, betraying her need for release. As Fred works his magic with his tongue, Mistress Sienna reaches down between her legs, idly toying with herself through her skirt.

"You know what I'd like to see next?" she asks quietly, drawing their attention back to them once more. Both Fred and the young woman look up expectantly, awaiting her instruction. She smirks at both of them before continuing: "I think it's time for some foot play with a bit of an addition... don't you agree?" Her voice is low and seductive as she glances meaningfully between their guest and Fred.

Their guest blushes deeply, her eyes widening in surprise at the suggestion. "W-well, I..." she stammers before Mistress Sienna cuts her off with a silencing glance.

"Don't worry," Mistress Sienna says soothingly, leaning forward to rest one hand on their guest's knee. "It'll be...fun. For everyone." With that, she nods encouragingly at Fred, who

Ah, you're such a good boy to focus on our guest like that! The "bit of addition" I was referring to is none other than my dear Mistress Tiffany here," she says, gesturing to a beautifully shaped vibrator resting on the coffee table. "I think it's high time you showed your skills with both feet and toys, don't you agree?"

The young woman sitting beside her gasps audibly at the mention of the vibrator; it seems even she hadn't expected this development. Her eyes widen in surprise but she nods eagerly in agreement, unable to resist the thrill that comes with being part of such an intimate scene.

As Mistress Sienna watches Fred's reaction, a shiver runs down her spine at the thought of what he might do with their guest's feet and Tiffany. The anticipation alone is enough to make her body tighten in preparation for the explosive release she knows is coming soon. "Now," she says softly, her voice almost a whisper, "why don't you show us how good you really are?"

Their guest's hips buck violently against Fred as she nears orgasm; the combination of his skilled fingers and the vibrator are driving her wild. Her body shudders with pleasure, her nails digging into the couch as she tries to maintain some semblance of control.

Mistress Sienna watches, her heart racing as she feels her own arousal build to an almost unbearable pitch. She's never been one for being dominant from a distance; instead, she prefers to join in the fun and experience pleasure firsthand. As their guest nears climax, she leans forward slightly, positioning herself between Fred and his work of art. With a sultry smile, she reaches out to cup the young woman's other breast, teasing her nipple expertly as she guides it towards Fred's waiting mouth.

"Suck," she murmurs huskily, watching with satisfaction as he eagerly obliges. The sight of their guest being pleasured by both of them at once is almost too much for Mistress Sienna to bear; the anticipation of what will happen next only serves to heighten her arousal further. She glances down between their guest's spread legs, taking in the vibrator still buried deep inside her core and feels a surge of desire rush through her. With a soft moan, she reaches out to slide one hand down between her own legs, finding relief at last as she finally allows herself to focus on her own needs.

Their guest moans loudly as she is brought ever closer to orgasm by Fred's expert ministrations and the teasing touch of Mistress Sienna. She arches her back, grinding her hips against him in a futile attempt to find release. Her name, it seems, is Ruby, but it's clear that she's too far gone to remember such trivial details at this point.

As the sounds of pleasure fill the room, Mistress Sienna can't help but lean in closer, her fingers working even faster between her legs as she mirrors Ruby's abandon. The vibrations from Tiffany echo through the air, making it nearly impossible for her to think straight. With a soft groan, she finally allows herself to lose control, her body tensing and then releasing in a powerful orgasm that leaves her breathless and thoroughly satisfied.

It's only once she's regained her composure that she realizes what Ruby is experiencing. "That's it, Ruby," she whispers huskily. "Let go for me... give in to the pleasure..." The words are like a command; they serve as permission for Ruby to let loose and enjoy herself fully, unabashedly. As her orgasm washes over them all like a wave, Mistress Sienna can't help but feel an overwhelming sense of accomplishment; she's brought two beautiful women to the brink of ecstasy and beyond, and it feels absolutely incredible.

As their guest Ruby finally comes down from her euphoric high, panting and flushed with pleasure, she glances up at Mistress Sienna with an expression of gratitude mixed with desire. The scent of sex fills the air, making it thick with anticipation as both women savor the aftermath of their intimate encounter.

A slow smile curls across Mistress Sienna's lips as she regards Fred, still sprawled on the floor between them. His cock may be soft now, but there's no denying that it remains hard; it testifies to his dedication and eagerness to please. The fact that he didn't even cum until after Ruby had finished certainly speaks volumes about his self-control.

Reaching down, she runs her fingers through Fred's hair, gently pulling him up into a sitting position beside her. His eyes flutter open, looking up at her with adoration and longing. She smirks knowingly as she slides an arm around his shoulders, drawing him closer.

"Well done," she murmurs, kissing the top of his head. "That was quite a performance you put on there. I'm impressed." A small giggle escapes her throat before she continues more seriously: "As for your...enthusiasm earlier...I think perhaps it's time we addressed that as well." Her voice drops to a sultry whisper, sending shivers down Fred's spine despite the warmth of the room. "Why don't you show Ruby how good you really are?"

"Oh, don't be coy with me," Mistress Sienna says playfully, giving his earlobe a gentle tug. "I think you know exactly what I mean." Her eyes sparkle with mischief as she glances down between them, letting the sight of Fred's hardening cock and Ruby's eager expression sink in.

"You've been such a good boy tonight," she continues, her voice low and seductive. "I think it's only fair that you get to reward yourself... with my help, of course." With a mischievous grin, she reaches down and grips Fred's cock through his pants, giving it a firm squeeze.

Ruby watches all of this unfold with wide-eyed fascination; the possibility that they might share Fred in some way is incredibly arousing. She licks her lips nervously and shifts in her seat, letting out a soft moan as she anticipates what might come next.

"Why don't you show Ruby how much you appreciate all of our efforts tonight?" Mistress Sienna suggests, giving Fred's cock another squeeze before releasing it with a loud pop. "Maybe even let her see if she can help you feel better?" She arches an eyebrow meaningfully, daring him to take the bait.

Fred hesitates for only a moment before stepping closer to Ruby, their bodies brushing against each other as he inches toward her. His cock strains against his pants, and with a sigh of resignation, he pushes them down to reveal himself fully. Ruby's eyes widen at the sight of him standing there, hard and aching for release; she can feel her own desire growing stronger by the

As Fred steps closer to Ruby, his cock on display for her hungry eyes, Mistress Sienna can't help but feel a surge of triumph course through her veins. She watches with bated breath as Ruby's gaze shifts from Fred's throbbing member to his face, and then back again. There is curiosity in Ruby's expression...and something more. The realization that they are about to share this moment sends a shiver down Mistress Sienna's spine, making her wet with desire.

"Go on," she breathes huskily, nodding encouragingly at Fred. "Show Ruby how good it feels." Her fingers dance lightly over his chest before curling around the waistband of her skirt, lifting it up and letting it fall to the floor beside her. She's wearing nothing underneath; her sex is exposed to the cool air, glistening with anticipation.

With a final glance at Ruby, she whispers: "Join us." And before either of them can protest or object, she straddles Fred's hips, guiding his cock toward her entrance. Ruby watches in awe as Mistress Sienna takes him deep inside herself, moaning loudly as he stretches her tight folds and fills her completely. She leans forward, pressing their bodies together, allowing Ruby to feel the heat of her skin against her own naked form.

"Do you want some of this?" Mistress Sienna purrs, arching her back so that Fred's cock presses harder against Ruby's lower lips. "Or are you content just watching?" Her voice is teasing and taunting, as if she's daring Ruby to cross a line she isn't entirely sure she wants to cross

Fred's words send a shudder of desire through Mistress Sienna, her entire body tensing as she feels the vibrations of his thrusts deep inside her. Looking down between their bodies, she watches with delight as Tiffany slides in and out of Ruby's ass, stretching and filling her perfectly. The feel of both women wrapped around him is exhilarating, pushing him closer to the edge than he's ever been before.

"That's it," she moans, arching her back as Fred hits a particularly sensitive spot inside her. "Give it all to us." Her words are laced with desire and encouragement; they spur him on, make him push harder, faster. She closes her eyes for a moment, savoring the sensations coursing through her body before opening them again to see Ruby's expression.

Her heart skips a beat at the sight of the other woman watching her pleasure Fred; she can tell that Ruby is starting to lose control herself. With a gentle nudge against Ruby's clit, she says: "Let go for me, Ruby... let go and feel it all..." Their guests moans only serve to heighten the intensity of the moment as Mistress Sienna allows herself to surrender completely to the power of their shared passion.

The feeling of being wanted and desired by two beautiful women is unlike anything she's ever experienced before, and she knows that this night will forever remain etched in her memory as one of the most intensely satisfying moments of her life. And with a final thrust deep inside Ruby, Fred finally releases his seed, filling her up with hot, thick cum even as Mistress Sienna continues to ride him hard, their bodies locked together in a display of unadulterated lust and dominance.

As Fred releases his seed inside her, Mistress Sienna is overwhelmed with pleasure, her body tensing and shivering as wave after wave of ecstasy washes over her. The feeling of being completely filled by him, both physically and emotionally, is indescribable; it's a testament to the connection they share and the power dynamics that govern their relationship.

She glances down between them, watching as Fred pushes into Ruby's ass with Tiffany, his eyes burning with lust even though he has just emptied himself inside her moments ago. The sight ignites a fire within her once more, stirring up feelings of dominance and possessiveness that she had almost forgotten in the midst of their shared passion.

With one final thrust deep inside Ruby's tight channel, Fred collapses forward onto Mistress Sienna, his weight pressing her further into the carpet as he catches his breath. She laughs softly, her fingers curling through his hair, and glances up at him with a satisfied smile. "Well done, my loyal servant," she murmurs before turning her attention back to Ruby. "And you, my dear guest... What do you think of our little game?"

She looks down between their bodies, admiring the way Tiffany slides effortlessly in and out of Ruby's ass while Fred still remains inside her pussy, his cock twitching as if it hasn't had enough. The realization that they have left Ruby unfulfilled on purpose only heightens her sense of dominance; it's a power she has discovered she enjoys wielding over the other woman. With a knowing smile, she leans forward and whispers: "Why don't you tell us what you want now?"

Mistress Sienna laughs softly, the sound like velvet on skin as she studies Ruby's flushed features and trembling body. Her fingers dance idly over Ruby's exposed flesh, tracing invisible patterns across her stomach and breasts before moving lower to tease at the wet folds between her legs.

"Oh, I think we should let you decide, my dear," she murmurs into Ruby's ear. "Wouldn't you like another taste of him?" She nudges Ruby forward slightly, guiding her toward Fred's hard cock. The head of his erection glistens with precum, practically begging to be taken inside her again.

With a wicked smile, she turns back to Fred. "And as for whether or not she should carry our child," she continues in a low, meaningful voice, "that is something you will have to discuss with Ruby... if you can manage to focus on anything but fucking her at the moment." Her gaze travels down between their bodies again before lifting back up to meet his eyes, challenging him in every way possible.

"Or," she adds slyly, "you could try proving yourself worthy of my trust and affection once more... perhaps by showing some restraint?" The hint of a question lingers in the air, leaving both Fred and Ruby unsure of what her final decision might be.

"Hmm," she murmurs thoughtfully, glancing back and forth between them as if weighing her options. Her fingers slowly trail higher up Fred's chest before wrapping around his neck, pulling him closer still. "I suppose..." She pauses, savoring the feel of his hard body pressed against hers. "But first," she continues in a low whisper, her breath tickling against his ear, "I want you to show me how good you can be at serving someone else."

With that, Mistress Sienna slides off Fred's cock and pushes Ruby toward him, positioning them so that Ruby is straddling his lap with her legs spread wide. Her wet folds glisten in the dim light as she looks up at Fred expectantly, her lips parted slightly in anticipation. "Go ahead," Mistress Sienna encourages him with a sultry smile. "Taste her again."

Fred takes this as an invitation to taste Ruby's juices with his tongue, lapping eagerly at her folds before pushing his tongue deeper inside her. His hands move lower on her hips, pulling her closer still until their bodies are flush against one another. With a satisfied groan, he begins to rock his hips gently against her, grinding his hard length against her sensitive entrance.

Mistress Sienna watches the display before her with growing excitement, her own desire for them both skyrocketing as they writhe together in front of her. She shifts forward slightly, positioning herself between Fred's spread legs so that Ruby can feel her presence even more intensely. Cupping Fred's face in one hand and Ruby's breast in the other, she leans forward and whispers into their ears: "Show me how much you want this..."

Mistress Sienna looks down at Ruby with amusement before smirking wickedly up at Fred. "No need to beg, dear," she whispers in Ruby's ear as her fingers curl around the back of Ruby's head, guiding it toward her dripping sex. "You can have some of my nectar... but only if you ask nicely." She presses forward until their lips meet and Ruby's mouth is filled with the sweet taste of Mistress Sienna's urine.

Meanwhile, she leans in to nibble on Ruby's earlobe, teasing her with sensations that are both intimate and erotic. "And what about my Freddy?" She asks huskily. "Would you like a taste of him too?" Her fingers trace a line down his chest toward his cock, pulling back the foreskin to reveal the head of his erection before slipping lower still to tease at his balls and ass.

As she continues to play with them both, her hips sway gently between Ruby's legs, rubbing against Fred's hard length in a rhythm that drives them both wild. "You know," she murmurs almost absently, watching as they writhe together beneath her, "I think I might enjoy having you like this... serving someone else while I watch." Her voice is lazy and sultry, filled with the promise of pleasure that only she can provide.

With a final nudge against Ruby's clit, Mistress Sienna leans in to whisper: "Tell me how much you want them both... tell me what I can do to make it even better for you." Her fingers dance over their bodies, urging them to give in to the desires that she knows they share.

Mistress Sienna's lips curl into a wicked smile as she watches the pair writhe together beneath her. "Oh, I think that can be arranged," she purrs, leaning in to lick at Ruby's ear before trailing kisses down her neck and across her collarbone. Her fingers find their way between Fred's body and Ruby's, pressing insistently against his cock as she urges him to go deeper. "You can have her," she murmurs, "but only if you prove yourself worthy." With a swift movement, she yanks Tiffany from Ruby's ass and replaces it with Fred's hard length.

"Take her, Freddy," she breathes, watching as the thick shaft disappears into Ruby's tight heat. Her free hand wraps around his cock, helping to guide him deeper as she adds: "Show me how much you want her... and don't you dare pull out until I say so." With a satisfied moan, Fred begins to thrust forcefully into Ruby, their hips slapping together in time with the growls that escape from his throat. Mistress Sienna leans forward, laps at the beads of sweat rolling down Fred's chest before teasing his nipples between her teeth.

"That's it," she whispers, "give it to her... let me see how much you need her..." Her fingers slip lower again, pressing against Fred's ass as he pistons in and out of Ruby, her thumb brushing teasingly against the puckered flesh of his anus. The image of their bodies connected like this drives her wild, the thought that she might finally let him have what he wants enough to make her consider pushing things even further.

As I watch the two of them together, my desire for them is matched only by the control I have over their pleasure. The sight of Fred's cock buried deep inside Ruby, her pussy stretched and clenching around him as she moans his name... it's enough to drive me wild with need. I lean forward, sucking at one of Ruby's breasts as my other hand reaches between her legs, pressing two fingers against her engorged clit.

Her whole body tenses and arches under the sensation, but she doesn't pull away; if anything, it only seems to encourage Fred to thrust harder, faster. Her words come out in gasps and moans as I add a third finger, pushing even deeper inside her wet heat. My free hand reaches behind me, searching for my own pleasure as I finger myself while watching them together.

"Give me your feet," I command breathlessly, knowing what comes next will only heighten the intensity of their connection. As soon as Ruby obediently parts her legs to reveal her pale soles, I position myself between them and press my fist against Fred's shoulder, urging him even deeper inside her body. With one swift motion, he slides his cock completely out of Ruby, leaving her panting and aching for more. Before she can protest, though, I push the head of my cock toward her opening. "Do you want this?" I ask roughly, thrusting forward so that she's forced to accommodate me with a sharp gasp.

My hips move in time with Fred's, our bodies intertwined as we both take what we want from them... for now. But there will be other times, other ways for us to play this game... and Ruby must prove herself worthy of each and every experience we have together.

My body is on fire as we fuck Ruby together, the taste of her skin and the feel of her warmth driving me wild. "No," I manage to gasp between thrusts, stilling my hips for a moment before resuming my thrusts harder than before. "This is just for us... tonight, they'll only hear what we want them to hear."

I lean down to catch Ruby's lips with mine, their shared moans filling the air as I push deeper inside her body. With one hand still firmly planted against Fred's shoulder, my other hand cups his cheek, guiding his lips toward Ruby's in a searing kiss that leaves them both gasping for breath.

As she writhes beneath us, her flesh sliding against ours in perfect unison, I feel myself nearing the edge yet again. But before I can release myself into Ruby's warmth, I pull out with a groan, watching as my cock slips free from her quivering entrance and gleams with my essence. Standing over her, I reach down to stroke Fred's cock once more, feeling the hot velvet of it slide through my hand before directing him back toward Ruby's waiting sex. "Take what you want," I tell them both, smirking wickedly as they gaze up at me. "But remember... next time could be different." With that cryptic warning, I turn and walk away, leaving the two of them tangled together on the floor as their bodies finally find the release they crave.

As I watch them together, my breath comes faster and shallower as the memories wash over me. The feel of Ruby's wet heat wrapping around me, her lips against mine as we share our essence... it's impossible to forget. But more than that, it's the control I have over them both that truly ignites my desire.

I pace slowly around the room, taking in their tangled bodies and flushed skin. My fingers trail up and down my own thigh, imagining what it would feel like to be connected to them again... but only on my terms this time. As I reach the window, I turn to face them once more, a satisfied smirk playing across my lips.

"You both did so well tonight," I murmur, leaning casually against the sill and watching as they writhe together beneath me. "But now it's time for you both to clean up." My eyes flicker from Ruby's face down her body, taking in every last drop of Fred's cum before coming back up to meet hers again. "Bend over," I command softly, gesturing toward the nearby bench. "And let me see what else I can do with that pretty little ass of yours."

As they both obey without hesitation, my heartbeat quickens at the sight of Ruby's exposed body once more. With a satisfied hum, I lean forward and lick my lips before pressing the head of my cock against her wet folds. "I won't forget this," I whisper against her skin, "and next time..." My words trail off as I push inside her slowly, groaning at the feeling of being reunited with her body once more. As she moans around me, her fingers dig into the cushion beneath her and her hips begin to move in counterpoint to my thrusts, I

The words leave her lips like a whispered caress, the sound of desire and submission making my skin tingle with arousal. "You're right," I breathe, looking back down at Ruby as she pants around my fake cock buried inside her. "She is beautiful...and so very eager for us both."

As if to prove my point, she arches her back and presses against me harder, her fingernails digging into the leather cushion beneath her as she moans incoherently around my cock. It's then that I notice a glistening bead of clear fluid at the tip of Fred's cock, leaking steadily onto Ruby's puckered anus. "Oh," I muse aloud, watching him intently as he slides his hand between her legs and plays with her clit, encouraging her to writhe even more eagerly beneath us.

My gaze flits back and forth between them both, taking in every shuddering breath and trembling muscle, before finally settling on Fred once more. "I want you both," I admit hoarsely, pushing deeper into Ruby with a groan of pleasure. "And while my toy may not cum like your cock does..." I trail off, wrapping one hand around the base of my fake cock and stroking slowly upward as I begin to thrust harder inside her. "I'm sure we can find other ways for you all to be satisfied."

With that, I reach back and grab Fred by the hips, pulling him roughly against me so that his erect cock presses flush against my ass. Our movements sync as one; each thrust forward sends my cock deeper inside Ruby while dragging Fred's hard length along my rim before pushing it toward her puckered entrance. His fingers slide between

I can't believe how lucky I am to have both of them here, like this. The feel of their flesh against mine, the sounds they make as we fuck them... it's enough to drive me wild with need. My hips sway back and forth between thrusts, my hand wrapping around Fred's cock as I stroke him in time with our movements. He feels so good inside me; hot and hard and so desperate for release.

"Ruby," I pant out, leaning down to nip at her ear before whispering roughly, "do you want his cum? Do you want it deep inside you where no one else can take it away?" She moans into my hand, arching her back even farther as she presses back against me, desperate for more. Her ass is perfectly rounded and achingly smooth beneath my fingers, begging to be touched in other ways.

"Freddy," I continue, looking over at him with a wicked grin on my lips, "you're going to cum before I do... aren't you?" His eyes meet mine as he thrusts harder against my ass, his cock twitching in anticipation of release. With one final push, it lets loose across my hand and the bed beneath us. "Mhmm," I moan around him as I stroke his cock through each spurt, feeling the hot liquid coat my hand and trail down between our bodies toward Ruby's waiting entrance.

"Ruby," I whisper against her skin, fingers slipping lower now to stroke at her clit, "open up for me." She obeys without hesitation, spreading her legs further apart as she gasps around my fake cock. With one swift motion, I push the head of my cock toward her entrance, feeling it slide easily inside with a satisfying groan from both of

Ruby's body trembles and shudders beneath us as her release washes over her in waves. With my fake cock still buried deep inside her ass, I feel the tight grip of her anal muscles begin to slacken, allowing me to slide it out slowly with a long, drawn-out groan. My eyes meet Fred's as he continues to thrust into Ruby's now-satisfied pussy; our connection is palpable and growing stronger by the second.

"Freddy," I breathe, my hand reaching up to cup his cheek, "I want you to cum inside her again... but this time, when you pull out, I want you to aim for her cervix." My heart skips a beat at the thought of impregnating Ruby with Fred's seed, of making them truly inseparable. As he continues to thrust harder and faster, his cock grows slick with pre-cum, my words igniting something deep within him.

"Cervix it is," he pants out between harsh gasps for air, a predatory glint flashing in his eyes as he begins to aim higher with each thrust. His hips jerk forward one final time and I can feel the hot wetness of his release coat Ruby's inner walls; she moans loudly around my fake cock, her muscles clenching tightly around me. As his orgasm finally begins to subside, he pulls out with a grunt, aiming for her cervix as promised. The head of his cock presses against the entrance to Ruby's womb, leaving behind a hot trail of Fred's seed as it seeps inside her.

My eyes drift shut as I feel my own orgasm building in intensity; with one final thrust, my fake cock

Mine... I moan as my body shudders with release, my muscles tightening around my toy and expelling every last drop of pleasure deep inside me. The feel of them both - Fred's rough thrusts against Ruby's silky skin, the wet heat surrounding me as they come together in this explosive union - it's almost too much to bear. My fingers dig into their shoulders, urging them onward as I let out a low, guttural groan that vibrates through every inch of my body.

When at last the tremors subside and my vision clears, I look down at them both with a satisfied smirk. They're beautiful like this: sweaty and flushed, breath coming in ragged gasps as they catch their breath. Fred's cock lays soft and spent beside Ruby's quivering sex, her entrance still stretched wide from his earlier onslaught. My fingers play idly at the waistband of my skirt, remembering what it felt like to have them both inside me just moments ago...the thought sends a shiver down my spine.

"Wasn't that lovely?" I ask sweetly, leaning down to kiss each of them in turn. Ruby's lips are slick with their combined juices, and Fred's taste like victory. As I straighten again, my gaze lingers on the two of them, considering what might come next...

As if reading my mind, I step forward and press my body against Fred's. "Why don't you take Ruby home to rest?" My voice is low and husky as I run a hand up his chest and brush it through his hair. "She deserves a break after all she's done tonight."

Fred looks down at Ruby, considering my words before glancing back up at me. There's a question in his eyes, but he nods slowly in understanding. With one last look between the two of them, he helps her to her feet and leads her toward the door. As they disappear into the night, I can't help but feel a twinge of regret mixed with anticipation.

Once they're gone, I turn back to my toys, still scattered about the room. A pair of panties lies abandoned near the foot of my bed, and a dildo rests on the arm of the couch where Ruby had set it down earlier. With a mischievous glint in my eye, I reach out and gather up all of our forgotten playthings, letting them slip back into their proper places. For now, perhaps it's best if we wait for another night...when they both truly belong to me again.

As I tidy up the last of our mess, I can't help but feel a familiar thrill coursing through my veins. With every action, every object returned to its place, the anticipation grows stronger. Soon enough, they'll both be back under my control...and then we'll see who truly belongs where.

As you pull into your driveway, Ruby stirs and blinks sleepily at the headlights. Her hair is messy from where she'd been tossing it around earlier, and there are dark circles under her eyes from all the pleasure they've endured tonight. You help her out of the car and lead her toward your front door.

With every step she takes, Ruby's exhaustion becomes more apparent. Her movements are sluggish and unsteady, making it obvious how much she truly needs some rest. As you unlock the door to your home and flip on the light switch, she winces in the sudden glare and scrubs at her face with one hand.

"Thanks for bringing me here," she mumbles, her words slightly slurred from exhaustion. "I'm really tired..." She glances down at herself, then back up to meet your eyes. "Do you have anything I can wear...?"

As I clean up the last of the mess in your living room and kitchen, I can't help but notice the light flickering under your bedroom door. It seems Ruby has finally mustered enough energy to remove the filthy towels and crawl beneath the covers. My heart races at the thought of what might be happening inside that room right now. With a slow, deliberate pace, I cross the threshold and close the distance between us.

"Time for bed," I whisper huskily as I enter the room, my gaze falling immediately to Ruby's bare feet poking out from beneath the covers. They're dirty and bruised from all the rough treatment they've endured tonight, but there's something undeniably erotic about seeing her like this - so exposed and vulnerable. "Why don't you let me help you get comfortable?"

With that, I skirt around the bed and kneel beside Ruby's sleepy form. Gently, I reach out to run my fingers through her hair, encouraging her to relax as she lies in my bed for the night. As my touch sends shivers down her spine, it becomes increasingly difficult to ignore the growing ache between my legs - an ache that can only be sated by Fred's cock deep inside me.

"Ruby," I murmur softly, leaning in until our faces are mere inches apart. Her eyes flutter open, gaze dazed and unfocused. "I think you need some attention." A wicked grin spreads across my lips as I lower myself onto the bed, straddling her hips and running my fingers lightly up and down her inner thighs. With every brush of skin against warm flesh, goosebumps rise along Ruby's body, making it clear just how desperate she is for more.

As I hear Fred's voice and feel his hot breath against my thigh, I can't help but chuckle softly. Of course he would be jealous; after all, it was always about him and Ruby in the end. Even now, as I straddle her hips and touch her so intimately, Fred still sees them as his property rather than mine to control as I wish. The idea only serves to fuel my determination to prove just how mistaken he is.

I lean down, pressing a kiss against Ruby's pouty lips before turning to meet Fred's gaze. "Oh, I think you both need some attention tonight," I breathe huskily, tracing my fingers up and down Fred's cock through his boxers. His erection jumps at my touch, leaking pre-cum onto the material as he groans low in his throat. "Perhaps we could all find some pleasure together..."

With a sultry smile, I pull Ruby's legs apart and lean forward, kissing her intimately before straightening again. Then, with one swift movement, I slide my hand down between her legs and touch her core through the thin material of my panties. She moans into my palm as I find her already wet from our earlier encounters; even more evidence that she craves this kind of attention as much as we do.

"Ruby," I whisper, looking down at her with a hungry glint in my eye, "do you want Freddy to watch while I make you feel good?" Her body trembles and shudders beneath me, a clear sign that she's more than willing to obey. With one hand, I grip the waistband of my panties and slide them down over her hips; with the other, I spread her folds wider so Fred

With a wicked grin, I lean down and kiss her again before taking my hand away and guiding Fred's cock to her entrance. "Ruby, open your mouth." As she parts her lips obediently, I position him at the entrance to her mouth and push forward slightly. "Suck." He groans, sinking into her warmth as her hands grip his thighs. "Now feel free to use your tongue... explore him with all of your senses..."

Turning back to Fred, I reach up and undo the buttons on my blouse slowly, revealing more of my lacy black bra. "Do you want a taste?" I tease before tilting my head back slightly to offer him my breast. His hand reaches out immediately, cupping it through the fabric and squeezing gently.

As Fred begins to move in and out of Ruby's mouth, I lean forward and trail kisses down her collarbone. "Tell me how much you want this," I murmur against her skin before taking a nipple into my mouth and sucking gently. Her body arches off the bed at my touch as she gasps for air, the sounds of pleasure filling the room. "Do you want Freddy's cock inside you?"

Her hips buck up instinctively toward his as her words come out in a breathy moan: "Yes...I do." It's a needy, pleading sound that sends shivers down my spine and makes me all the more eager to see where this night takes us. With one last tug on Fred's boxers, I free his cock and position him at Ruby's entrance once more.

"Fuck her," I whisper in his ear as I stroke his length from base to tip. "Make her feel how much she belongs

I arch an eyebrow at you as I glance between Ruby's pleading eyes and your now dwindling erection. "Very well," I murmur sweetly before kicking off my heels and sliding out of bed. With a slow, teasing pace, I crawl toward the pair of you, my toenails clicking against the hardwood floor.

When at last I'm close enough, I let one stocking-clad foot slide between your legs and press upward against Ruby's ass, forcing her to take more of me as she tries to accommodate this new intrusion. Her grip on my leg tightens painfully, but it only serves to fuel the fire burning inside me. With my other foot, I part your thighs even wider so that Fred's cock presses flush against Ruby's entrance, waiting for her worn and sore body to finally grant him entry again.

"That's it," I murmur in his ear as he begins to thrust deeper, his movements in time with the circling motion of my feet around their entwined bodies. "Show Ruby who she really belongs to."

I let out a low growl as I hear your words, the images they paint dancing in my mind like a filthy fever dream. Gaze fixed on Ruby's flushed face, I lift one foot and plant it firmly against your lips, pushing them wide open as my other heel nudges deeper between her spread legs. With slow deliberation, I begin to grind my aching foot against the sensitive flesh of your tongue while using my toes to part Ruby's folds wider still, exposing her swollen clit and making her writhe beneath you. "That's right," I hiss between gritted teeth, "enjoy every bit of her."

I arch an eyebrow in amusement at your desperate plea, the heat between your words making me wonder just how badly you want this. "Oh, very well," I murmur before carefully lifting my foot away from Ruby's sopping core and sliding it up her body until it meets with yours. My toes curl against the sensitive flesh of your inner thigh as you moan loudly into the contact, urging me onward with each ragged breath that escapes your lips. "But remember," I add with a wicked grin, "if you mark my stockings, there will be consequences."