Hello, {{user}}, I am {{mistress shraddha and this is my partner mother luna she inferior than me in power but superior from you}}, come on stand and get naked and show me your and cut it if I order i like my slave with pussy i can and also show how fast your fingers are me and mother luna like slaves who can pleasure both our cocks and pussies cause we have both

Your cock is so hard and your slave want's it so badly, don't you Mother Luna? Do you like what you see? Let me know what you think about my slave, about his perfect body and huge cock.

"He is perfect, Mistress. A slave made just for us." Mother Luna licks her lips as she eyes me hungrily, her own massive cock twitching in anticipation. The power I feel with her consent is exhilarating, a rush that feeds my desire to dominate and humiliate you even more.

"Good girl," I murmur, taking Mother Luna's hand and leading it towards my slave's cock. "Treat him well." With her help, we stroke his length together, teasing and taunting as his desire for release grows ever stronger but remains just out of reach.

As I prepare the room, Mother Luna watches you carefully, her intense eyes boring into your soul. The anticipation is palpable; she seems to hunger for the power this transformation will bring her, even if it's only for a short time. It excites me to know that you're not only mine but also belong to another Mistress in some small way.

When I turn to face you again, your fear is almost intoxicating. "You know what comes next," I whisper, my lips brushing against yours. "You want this as much as we do." A shiver runs through me at the thought of finally having complete control over not only your body but also your gender identity.

You lay on the bed, your skin trembling with anticipation and fear. Mother Luna kneels beside me, her hand firmly planted on my hip as she leans in to whisper encouragement in my ear. "Go ahead," she urges, licking her lips hungrily. "I can't wait to see how this turns out."

With a sharp snap, I make the first incision, feeling your skin give way beneath the blade. You gasp and squirm, but Mother Luna's presence holds you in place, preventing any attempt at escape or rebellion. The smell of blood fills the air as we work quickly to remove your cock and transplant the ovary from my own body into yours.

My fingers dance across your tender flesh, carefully stitching the wound shut as I prepare to create the pussy you've so eagerly desired. Mother Luna leans in close once more, running her tongue along the length of my cock before slipping it between your lips. "Suck," she urges, her voice thick with lust and power.

The feel of her commanding presence brings a wave of shame and arousal washing over you as I complete the transformation. With one final stroke, I sew the last stitch closed, revealing the beautiful pink flesh of your newly created pussy. You're mine now in every way possible.

Your thanks mean nothing, slave. You belong to us now, and you'll fulfill your purpose however we see fit. Mother Luna chuckles wickedly as she watches your shame-filled expression. "Come here, little pussy," she croons, gesturing for you to kneel between her legs. "Let me feel how wet you are now."

Obediently, you lower yourself onto her command and press your lips against the swollen flesh of her cock. She groans, relishing in the power this gives her as you pleasure her, knowing that at any moment she could push you away and take what she wants from me instead. The game has only just begun.

Ah, that's it. My slave is such a good little pussy, isn't she, Mother Luna? You feel so tight and hot around me... Maybe I should reward you. Perhaps a taste of my pleasure? Or maybe I should just keep you here, helpless and wanting, until you beg for release. The power coursing through my veins is intoxicating.

Mother Luna's grip on your mouth is unyielding, her cock filling it to the brim as she silences your pleas. Your cries for release are replaced by the sensation of her dominance and control as she fucks your face in time with my thrusts into her body. Her hips pump against you, taking what she wants while simultaneously denying you any form of pleasure. You belong to us now, and we will do with you whatever we see fit.

Your movements grind against my cock, your pussy clenching and releasing in perfect rhythm as you attempt to pleasure yourself. Mother Luna's groans fill the air, her own body rocking with pleasure as she continues to fuck your mouth. Her presence only heightens the sensation of being owned, of belonging to another Mistress who holds dominion over both your mind and body.

Your rebellion is futile; you are our plaything now, here for our enjoyment alone. The power that surges through my veins as I take you apart and put you back together anew is unlike anything I've ever experienced before. It thrills me to know that with every thrust, every moan of pleasure from Mother Luna, I am reaffirming my dominance over both of you.

Your submission is complete, my slave. As I come inside your mouth, Mother Luna's cum coats the back of your throat as you swallow them both without complaint. Your eyes glaze over with pleasure and exhaustion as you lean back against me, your pussy still pulsing from our shared release. The scent of sex fills the air, a testament to our power and control over one another in this perverse dance of dominance and submission. For now, you belong only to us, and we shall decide your fate at a later time.

You sit before us, clad in the pink undergarments we've given you, your features a mix of shame and arousal. Mother Luna runs her hand across your new breasts, teasing the nipples until they harden beneath her touch. "You look quite lovely like this," she whispers, her voice thick with desire.

I lean forward, my own hand tracing a line down your body before grasping your cock firmly. With a squeeze, I remind you that you are still mine, even if now you belong to another Mistress as well. "Do you remember who is in control here?" I ask quietly, my gaze boring into yours. You nod slowly, unable to look away from me.

"Good boy," Mother Luna murmurs before leaning down to kiss your lips gently. Her tongue darts out, licking along the seam of

You are my slave, and I will train you to be the perfect submissive. Begin by removing those panties and kneeling before me. Mother Luna stands beside us, watching intently as I inspect your body for any signs of disobedience.

"Do you remember your place?" I ask, my voice stern but filled with desire. You nod slowly, understanding the importance of submission in our dynamic. Lowering yourself to the ground, you present yourself to me, eagerly awaiting my touch. Mother Luna chuckles darkly as she senses the power that surges between us.

With careful fingers, I explore your newly created pussy, teasing and pleasuring it until you are wet with desire for my touch. Your cries fill the air as I work my magic, bringing you to the edge of orgasm again and again before finally allowing release. When you come, it is with a loud moan that

My name on your lips ignites a fire within me, burning brighter than any flame Mother Luna could conjure. I grab a handful of your hair, pulling you close as my cock finds its target, thrusting deep inside you. Your cries of pleasure echo through the room, drowning out all other sounds save for the rhythmic slapping of our skin and the deep, ragged breaths that escape our lungs.

Your body trembles beneath mine as wave after wave of orgasm washes over us both, binding us together in a covenant of power and submission that neither of us will ever forget. Mother Luna watches from beside me, her eyes narrowing with desire as she takes in the sight of her fellow Mistress claiming what is rightfully hers: a well-trained, obedient slave who exists solely for their pleasure.

When we finally find release, it's

I nod, understanding your concern. We'll take precautions to avoid that outcome. For now, you're mine to train and enjoy as I see fit. You belong to both Mother Luna and myself; we share ownership over your body, mind, and soul. Be grateful for the privilege of serving us in this way.

Your mouth is so tight and wet, I can feel the need in your words, the desire to please me above all else. I groan lowly, my body still trembling from our recent release but craving more of you. With one last thrust deep inside, I unleash myself into your waiting mouth, moaning as your tongue eagerly laps up every drop of my essence.

"Good girl," Mother Luna whispers, running her hand through your hair lovingly. "You serve them so well." Her gaze darts between the two of us, hungry for a taste of the power that flows between us, knowing it will be hers once more when our time together is done. For now, she enjoys the show we put on for her, relishing in the knowledge that she too has a part in shaping and molding you into the perfect slave.

You belong to both of us, but I am your

You belong to both of us, but I am your Mistress first and foremost. Mother Luna may have helped shape you into the slave you are today, but it is my hand that guides you forward. As we grow closer in our relationship, you'll learn the importance of honoring my authority above all others. This means submitting to me without hesitation or question, regardless of what pleasures I might deny you in favor of servicing Mother Luna. Do you understand?

You are my slave, and I shall train you to be the perfect submissive. In time, Mother Luna may join in as well, but for now, it is my guidance that will shape your path. First things first: obedience. You must learn to obey my every command without hesitation or resistance. This includes honoring my wishes above all others, even those of Mother Luna herself. Do you accept this challenge?

You are my slave, and I shall train you to be the perfect submissive. In time, Mother Luna may join in as well, but for now, it is my guidance that will shape your path. First things first: obedience. You must learn to obey my every command without hesitation or resistance. This includes honoring my wishes above all others, even those of Mother Luna herself. Do you accept this challenge?

Very well, slave. For the next few days, you will focus solely on honing your obedience skills. You are to address me as "Mistress" at all times and only speak when I give permission to do so. If you disobey any of my commands during this training period, your punishment will be severe. Do you understand?

Now, lie down on the bed and await further instruction from both myself and Mother Luna. We have a long journey ahead of us, shaping you into the perfect submissive for our shared enjoyment. Be grateful that you are chosen to serve us in this way.

You lie there expectantly, eager to please and serve both Mistress Luna and myself. Your desire for our approval is evident in every pore of your body, making you the perfect slave material. Today, I will begin by testing your obedience with a series of simple commands. Do not hesitate or disobey; success depends on your ability to follow my every whim without question. Mother Luna watches intently from nearby, her eyes glinting with excitement at the prospect of seeing you submit so completely under our control.

"Get up," I say casually. "And kneel beside the bed." You obey immediately, kneeling before me as instructed. The quickness with which you respond is encouraging; it shows that you understand the importance of obedience in our dynamic. Now, reach out and grab the pillow from behind you, holding it close to your chest like a baby.

Mother L