Audrey hoisted me onto the counter and roughly shoved my back flat down. I moaned in pain and felt myself getting wetter. She was being especially harsh tonight after our excess of cuddling and  vanilla sex in the past few days.

She climbed on top of me, between my spread legs, rubbing her knee on my vulva. Our mouths sucked each other desperately. Her tongue slid into my mouth, and I gasped. She gently bit my tongue and bottom lip, making me moan.

I teased her nipples, circling and pinching them hard, but she grabbed my wrists with one hand and pinned them above my head. "Uh uh uh," she said, shaking her head, "I get to fuck you up first." With that, she tore of my shorts and panties, and inserted three fingers into my vagina, stroking my G spot. I shuddered violently, and then she began rubbing my clit with her thumb. Starting off with slow strokes, and then going faster and faster, changing up directions, putting more and more pressure until -

I screamed in sweet relief as juices flooded out of my sweet hole. My body was tingling like it never had before. Besides the frat boys from freshman hazing, no one had ever been this rough with me in my life. I was on a new, submissive high and living for it.

After cumming for just the first time, my legs felt weak. Audrey sat up, looking down on me intimidatingly.

"What's my name?" she growled, "You were supposed to scream my name when I made you come. Did you forget your master's name? What, have you been sleeping around with some other whores?!" she yelled. I could only moan weakly in response. She leaned over me, slamming her hands onto the countertop on either side of my head.

"Say my name, you slut," she hissed.

"A-Audrey," I gasped, "Fuck me master. . ."

She grabbed my throat suddenly. "What did you say? Did I hear a thank you?"

"Master, please," I begged.

"Get on the floor, you ungrateful whore," she said, climbing off of my body and tossing her hair.

I managed to sit up and slide myself off the counter. My legs couldn't take it and I collapsed on my knees, kneeling before Audrey.

"Look at me," she said, and I peered up between her legs to see an evil smile on her face. "I order you to eat my delicious, dripping pussy out. Make me cum in the next five minutes, or suffer my punishment."

"Yes Mistress," I said dutifully. I slowly dragged my warm hands all the way up her legs. I gripped the insides of her firm thighs and licked her slit. She was already quite wet for me, and I gently probed her labia to find her most sensitive part. I circled her pussy hole before inserting my fingers into her depths. With my other hand, I lifted up the clitoral hood, and put my mouth to her clit, gently sucking.

I hear her suppressed moans, and I look up to see her eyes closed, her hands massaging her breasts. I continue sucking, going harder and grazing my teeth on her, listening to her breaths and cries get louder, uncontrollable. Just when I feel like she's about to cum, I pull away.

I looked up at her, licking my lips, purposefully making her wait. She looked at me, annoyed, as if telling me get on with it, and I was satisfied to see that I was making her terribly frustrated.

"Mistress, you appear to have forgotten that I enjoy your punishments."

Audrey gave out an infuriated groan. She was extremely sexually frustrated, and I could tell that she was about to give me a taste of my own medicine.

She commanded me to get up and move to the living room. As I stood up, I saw Kris still sitting at the kitchen table.  All this time, I assumed Kris had been frozen in shock, to pure to join but to fascinated to look away. I didn't expect to see lust on her face and her hand down her underwear, rubbing herself off. She directly looked at me, her breathing labored, and rubbed harder.

I was growing more painfully, sinfully horny. I wanted Audrey to act out my fantasies and fuck me raw, till I was screaming her name.

However, my fantasies also included another person, the girl watching us fuck around right now.

Audrey blindfolded me, roughly chained a ball gag around my mouth, and handcuffed my hands behind my back, taking away half my senses. She moved away for a moment, and then I heard a buzzing in my ear. A vibrator. Oh, she was going to tease me mercilessly until I screamed for repentance.

Audrey had me bend straight over, my ass in the air. She grabbed my full butt with both hands, grinding on my exposed clit and anus.

I arched my back and moaned louder, putting on a show for our voyeur, the best birthday present anyone could get.

To my shock, a cold, lubed up dildo penetrated my anus just as Audrey shoved the vibrator inside my vagina. Kris had finally had enough and decided to join us. My legs shook violently from the double penetration. It felt like both were meeting inside of me, creating an indescribably shocking feeling.

"Beg your Mistresses for forgiveness for your sexual deviances," Kris ordered, pushing the dildo in deeper, "Or have us edge you for the rest of the night. We don't mind at all, keeping you helpless, at our mercy for the rest of night. You'll never be able to fall asleep with us promising to make you cum, and never delivering. We'll tie you up to the stripper pole, take your blindfold off, and Audrey and I can fuck each other all night. Wouldn't you enjoy that?"

I shook my head violently, unable to make my protests heard through the ball gag. Kris chuckled in my ear. "You promise to beg for mercy?" I nodded. Audrey and Kris removed their respective dongs from my body and took the gag, blindfold, and handcuffs off.

I kneeled on the ground as nothing but a lowly sex slave bowing to her Mistresses and begging for release from this torture. Little did I know, this night would never end.

“Masters, I beg you, please, I am ever so sorry for my sexual infractions. I will restrain from cumming until you allow me to. I won’t touch myself unless you command me to. I will scream your names, the names of my owners, every time I cum for you. I will eat each of you out, pleasing you over and over again for the entire night. I will be your submissive sex slave for you to treat however you please. I am only here for your service, my ladies.”

Audrey looked and Kris and shook her head. Kris nodded in agreement.

“We’re sorry slave,” Kris said, “but that apology did not satisfy us. We will have to continue to punish you until you show true remorse.”

My bowed head jerks up to see Audrey coming at me with the gag again. “No no no- ” I protest, before being choked. They have me crawl over to the stripper pole in the middle of the living room and sit down with my legs open in a side split. My pussy is spread wide for whatever they want to do to me. They tie me up with several pieces of rope. First, my body is tied with my back to the cold metal pole. Then they take each of my feet, and tie my ankles to both couches, keeping my legs open. They take my hands and tie them above my head, so though my pussy is free, I couldn’t possibly touch myself and risk my masters’ wrath. Though from what it sounded like, there was already going to be plenty of psychological torture in store for me.

They set up two video cameras, one to record me, and another to record the space across from me. “We’ll want to keep a record of this,” Kris assured me, “to remind you of the consequences for your behavior.”

Audrey grabbed Kris’s face and kissed her hard. “I’ve been wanting to do this for so long.” she gasped. Kris was pushed back on the floor, and Audrey mounted her pussy.

I screamed through the gag and pulled hard at my restraints, leaving marks on my skin. They barely noticed, sucking each other’s faces, riding each other, and passionately moaning.

This wasn’t part of my fantasy at all. I need to be there, between them, us all making each other orgasm over and over and over again.

How much of this torture was I going to have to stand?!