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There’s truly nothing better than laying your head in a woman’s bare lap. The smooth, soft skin makes for the perfect pillow, especially when her hand is gently petting your head. I could sleep like this all day but knowing that Beau is coming home any second makes me stay awake in anticipation.

Kate seems relaxed in comparison, holding her Kindle with the hand that isn’t petting my head. I wish I could tell what she’s reading, if only just to have something to do while waiting for Beau.

I also wish I knew what they have planned for me today. Beau left for work before I woke up, so he didn’t tell me anything, but Kate has been incredibly vague. She’s already reprimanded me for trying to touch myself, and when I (very nicely, I must add) asked if I could, she told me no, and that she and Beau have plans for me tonight.

The incessant thrumming between my legs has been an annoyance ever since, but I’ve been good. I haven’t touched myself since being reprimanded by Kate, and now, I’m eagerly waiting for my reward.

Although, being treated as an obedient pet by Kate is a good reward in and of itself. She’s dressed in a flowy, blue sundress, matching mine in all but colour, as mine is pink instead. It feels nice, matching with her, and it feels even nicer to have my cheek on her thighs and my face at the very edge of the hem of her skirt.

I almost sigh, annoyed by how the thought and sight of her outfit has made the thrumming even more prominent.

But just then, the front door swings open, and Beau enters. My heart hammers against my chest even faster than it already was, the anticipation and excitement of his presence overwhelming me.

I go to sit up, but Kate pushes my head back down. I obey her silent command, keeping my head down while she puts away her Kindle and goes to kiss Beau.

“Hey,” she says. “How was your day?”

“Hi, baby. It was good.” He comes around to face us where we’re relaxed on the couch. “But it’s even better now that I’m home with my girls.”

Kate lets out a small giggle, the sound warming my veins. Beau goes up to the couch, and he crouches in front of my face, still pressed against Kate’s lap. I give him a smile, and his handsome face forms one in return.

“Has she been good?” he asks, looking at me, though it’s obvious he’s talking to Kate.

She moves the hand laying on my head as if to get a better look at me. “Hmm,” she hums, and I frown, because other than trying to touch myself, I’d say I’ve been great today. “She’s been good…enough.”

I turn to face her, glaring at her little smirk. “What? I’ve been good all day…” I weakly protest.

I feel Beau’s large, calloused hand come to the top of my head, rubbing it gently in his fingers. “She tried to touch herself without asking permission,” Kate says. It feels like she’s snitching on me, but she could easily punish me for my rule breaking on her own. “But don’t worry, she got a spanking for that one. She’s been good since then.”

Kate’s been looking at me while talking to Beau, but then she moves her gaze to his. I look at him too, noticing that they’re having an unspoken conversation with their eyes.

I don’t dare interrupt, but eventually, Beau stands and begins walking to our bedroom.

Kate doesn’t protest him leaving, nor does she get up herself. Instead, she leans down to whisper into my ear, “You’ve been a good girl today, so your Master and I are going to reward you.” Shivers run down my spine at the promise and the way she calls Beau my Master. They’re both my doms, but hearing one acknowledge the other with their title still makes my heart do a little flutter. “But first, you’re going to get on your knees and take him into your mouth like a good little pet. You got it?”

I eagerly nod. “Yes, Mistress.”

She smiles, a small giggle escaping her lips. “Good girl.” She gently removes me from her lap, then stands and extends a hand to me. “Come on.”

I let her lead me to the bedroom, where I find Beau casually leaning against the wall. A pair of black metal handcuffs dangle from his finger, and I gulp when I see the sadistic smirk on his face. He’s also taken the liberty of stripping out of his work clothes, all the way down to his black briefs, and his arousal is already clearly visible through his underwear. The way his muscles ripple, almost straining slightly with restraint, makes me nearly fall to my knees in need.

Which is very convenient, since that’s where they want me right now anyway.

Kate gently pushes me down to my knees. She stands behind me, petting and brushing her fingers through my hair. Suddenly, she pulls at my hair, forcing me to crane my neck and look up at her. My head ends up between her legs, the hem of her dress swinging right in front of my eyes, though I can still clearly see her face.

She doesn’t say anything, instead merely keeping my head angled up towards her while Beau gets up behind us. Kate’s taller than me by a few inches, but Beau is taller than both of us by a margin, so she fits well in his arms when they snake around her waist.

He looks down at me from over her shoulder, making the anticipation in my veins heat. “She’s such an obedient little thing,” he mutters to Kate, barely loud enough for me to hear.

I feel so safe and loved in the care of my partners, especially when I’m on my knees for them. And when Beau leans down to cuff my wrists behind my back, the sharp pain of the metal just makes me feel even safer and more comforted.

Beau moves to my front, giving me an eyeful of his erection straining against his boxers, and Kate stays where she is. She kneels behind me, her hands gripping my hair to keep me steady while Beau pulls his thick length out.

It bounces a little in my face, but I barely get a chance to look at it before Kate pushes my head down the entire length of him.

I gag, but her firm grip keeps me in place. She hums into my ear. “There’s a good girl. Use your tongue.” To allow me to do just that, she pulls me back a little, and I eagerly lick at his smooth, warm skin.

Beau groans. “Fuck, that’s so good.” I smile at the praise, especially when Kate adds to it into my ear.

“You like that?” she asks, and I eagerly hum and nod. “Does the taste of his cock make you wet?”

I again nod, but Kate goes to check for herself too, sneaking a hand up my dress. I moan when I feel her fingers against the damp cotton of my underwear. She still has a firm grip on my hair, not letting me pull back from Beau’s cock. The sensation is already overwhelming, and if this is all my reward is, I’ll go to sleep very satisfied.

But I know they have more coming.

“Mm, there you go,” Kate says, her fingers dipping beneath the waistband of my panties. The feel of her soft hand against me, and the two fingers she sticks inside me, make me moan. “So wet already.”

Beau groans when I lick the underside of him, his hands finally going to grab my head in a firm grip. In response, Kate moves the hand she had in my hair away and to my chest, where she starts leisurely rolling the peak of my breast between her fingers.

It's too much, the way Beau is using my mouth and the way Kate is pushing my closer and closer to orgasm with her fingers.

“Please,” I beg, but it sounds muffled around Beau’s cock.

He merely pushes me further down on him, muffling my protests and begging, all while Kate keeps playing with me. My hands are instinctively trying to free themselves from the restraints, though I don’t know what I’d do if I got free. Just, something.

The metal digs painfully into my wrists when I try to wriggle free, like a reminder that I’m at their mercy. Kate notices my struggles, and while I’m still struggling not to gag around Beau, she says into my ear, “You can’t escape us, baby. Don’t worry.” She says it like it should be reassuring to me, which, god damn it, it really fucking is.

Kate keeps fingering me and playing with my breasts, pushing my orgasm closer and closer, but with my mouth full of Beau, I have no way to ask for permission to come. They both know it, and I know both of them are getting off on the sadistic pleasure of torturing me.

Beau has finally begun thrusting in and out of my mouth, but he’s going slowly, like he’s trying not to come too soon. I’m in the same battle, though I imagine it’s for very different reasons.

Finally, just as I feel the buildings of my climax in my abdomen, Kate pulls out of me. I whimper at the loss of friction, but I’m silently thankful that I have no way of coming without permission anymore.

Beau pulls out too, his hard stomach moving rapidly in deep, heavy pants. As if on cue, Kate stuffs her fingers into my mouth, forcing me to clean myself off of them. The taste is addicting, and it makes me so god damn desperate to taste Kate as well.

Once satisfied, Kate pulls out from my mouth and helps me stand. She yanks the straps of my dress down, exposing my chest, but leaves the rest undisturbed, though she takes my panties off too.

Beau leans down then and aggressively kisses me, his tongue plunging into my mouth. I have no idea what I taste like, but I assume I taste vaguely of my own juices by the way he moans into my mouth.

I hear Kate moving towards the bed, but with the way Beau is grabbing my face and kissing me, I don’t get a chance to look at her. I kiss him back just as eagerly, desperate for the way his tongue swirls with mine and the way his soft lips fit against mine.

He finally pulls away, allowing me to turn to look at Kate.

A completely naked Kate.

The sight makes my breath catch, the way she’s casually leaning back, propped up on her elbows. Her black hair hangs behind her in waves, exposing the rest of her body. She’s not even close to ashamed while I get my fill with my eyes. The way her breasts rise and fall with each breath. The soft little pouch in her lower belly. The glistening wetness between her thighs, spread just enough to allow me to look.

I gulp, and she smirks at the way I’m eating her up with my eyes. When I look up at Beau again, his eyes wrinkle with amusement. He looks just as beautiful, and my eyes eat up his body with just as much intent and eagerness.

Finally, after a minute of me looking at both of their naked bodies, Beau moves. He leans down so he can uncuff me, then he pulls the rest of my dress down, leaving me as bare as the two of them.

“Go lay in bed,” he instructs. “Ass up, face against the mattress, facing your Mistress.”

I obey, a yelp escaping my throat when Beau gives my ass a slap.

Kate is leaning against the headboard, and when I settle between her thighs, I’m silently begging her with my eyes to let me lick her. She just smirks, then looks to Beau, waiting for him to join us.

He comes up behind me, like I expected, but I don’t expect the way he immediately plunges into me with zero restraint.

I yelp, coming inches within Kate’s pussy. She grips my hair to keep me from licking her yet, and I have to brace my hands on her thighs for stability.

Beau leans over me until his chest covers my back, pushing himself impossibly deeper. He comes down to my ear, muttering, “You ready for your reward?”

I nod. “Yes, Master. Oh, god, please.” I’m begging, even though I don’t know what they’re going to do.

“Eat your Mistress’s pussy like the good whore you are, and I’ll make you come over and over again.” The command gives me shivers of anticipation and excitement. I love this position, and they both know it, but Beau making me come over and over again is like a cherry on top of an already amazing reward.

Once he’s finished speaking, Kate immediately grabs my head and stuffs me between her thighs. I eagerly lick at her, moaning at the delicious taste. It’s tangy, with just a hint of sweetness, and I can’t get enough of it.

She moans, and when Beau straightens behind me, her legs fold over each other over my back, trapping me against her centre. The new angle makes it difficult to lick her, but I try my best, and eventually begin sucking her clit into my mouth instead.

She’s bucking up into my mouth, just as Beau begins thrusting into me. “Fuck, baby, that’s so good,” she praises, and Beau’s pace picks up. “Just like that.”

Her breathy moans and praise spur me on. All I can taste and smell is her, and all I can feel are her soft thighs squeezing my head and Beau’s thick length penetrating me.

It’s so fucking good, and when Beau’s fingers begin rubbing my clit, it doesn’t take long before my first orgasm crashes into me.

I moan, my entire body turning into jelly, only propped up by Beau’s hand on my hip and my face between Kate’s thighs. It’s overwhelming, pleasure flooding all my senses and making me eat at Kate with more eagerness.

“Such a good fucking girl,” Beau praises, his deep voice contrasting beautifully with Kate’s breathy, feminine moans.

Kate is right behind me, her hands gripping my hair as she comes on my face, flooding me with more of her delicious taste. She doesn’t allow me any escape while she quivers and shakes around me.

Once she’s finished, she doesn’t move me away, instead keeping me in a firm grip against her pussy. My jaw aches, and my tongue feels useless, but I do my best to please her while I still have a bit of energy left.

Beau, too, is still thrusting into me and rubbing my clit in the same way, and soon, another climax washes over me.

This time, Kate doesn’t follow immediately behind, though she still eagerly rubs herself against my face while I come. Shivers run down my entire body while I whimper and moan against her, all while Beau’s pace turns so fast it’s overwhelming.

The force with which he’s thrusting makes not only me shake, but Kate too, like we’re both being fucked by him. It feels too good to be true, the way he’s taking me, and the way Kate is fucking my face.

All three of us are just moans and grunts, skin slapping against skin, and sweat mixing together.

I can’t get enough.

Eventually, Beau’s pace slows. He groans, and soon, I feel his release pouring into me. He leans fully over me, his hands bracing on either side of Kate’s legs, still wrapped around me.

I’m surrounded by limbs, caged in and trapped in their domineering hold, all while they both do their best at pushing more and more pleasure out of me.

Beau pulls out, allowing his release to drip down my thighs. But he quickly pushes it back inside me with his fingers before it can all escape me, coating my insides with his come.

And then I feel him kneeling down behind me and sticking his face against me.

I stir, but Beau plants two firm hands on my waist, keeping me still for him while he licks at me. Kate is still grinding against my face, and the sensations soon give me a third orgasm.

It’s equally overwhelming, but it fades faster than the rest, but just like the first, Kate isn’t far behind. She shakes while she comes on my face for the second time, but when she’s finished, her legs fall to my sides and she slumps against the headboard.

After a minute, she repositions herself so she’s kneeling in front of me. Her hand comes down to pet my head. “How do you feel, baby girl?” she asks.

“So…good…” I can barely get the words out with how overwhelming Beau’s tongue feels against my pussy.

She hums. “Come on his face, little girl,” she orders, and it’s, somehow, enough to trigger my fourth orgasm.

It’s a dull thud compared to the rest, but it still floods my senses and overwhelms me with pleasure. But once I’m finished, Beau’s pace doesn’t slow.

“No more…please,” I beg, because I don’t think I can do anymore.

Kate chuckles, then grips my hair and pulls me up. I brace myself on my hands to keep from hurting my scalp, but Kate keeps pulling, all the way until I’m kneeling.

I try to look behind me to see what Beau is doing, but Kate’s firm grip keeps me looking into her beautiful eyes instead. “Don’t look at him,” she orders, and I do my best to obey. But then I feel him, sneaking his head between my thighs from where I’m kneeling, and I realise what they want me to do. “You’re going to give us one more orgasm, little pet. Got it?”

I whimper, immediately wanting to protest. My legs are like spaghetti, and I truly don’t think I can take another orgasm, even if Beau somehow manages to wring one from me. “Please,” I beg, and Kate’s gaze softens.

“I know, baby, I know.” She releases my hair and leans up to kiss my forehead. “It’s hard, I know. But you can do one more, I know you can. Come on your Master’s face one more time, and we’re done. Okay?”

I nod, desperately wanting to tap out but also desperately wanting to please my doms.

“Good girl,” Kate praises. She pushes me down and down until I’m planted on Beau’s face, and he immediately sucks my clit into his mouth.

I cry out, already so overwhelmed. I’m so sensitive, I’m sure I’m red down there.

Kate’s hands go to my breasts, lazily playing with them, and then her lips connect with mine.

Unlike Beau’s kiss earlier, hers is a slower, softer kiss. Her tongue enters my mouth, flicking against my own, all while her fingers tug at my nipples and Beau eats my pussy beneath us. Despite me being on top of him, I never forget that they’re in charge, and that I’m their pet. The thought makes me whimper with need.

This continues for a few minutes, Kate kissing me and Beau eating me out with abandon. And, finally, I feel my fifth and last climax.

I cry out into Kate’s mouth, and she places her hands on my waist to keep me from moving off of Beau’s mouth. The orgasm becomes so fucking intense with how sensitive I am and the way Kate kisses me, but I finally, fucking finally come back down, and Beau stops.

We’re all panting heavily, my forehead to Kate’s shoulder and her arms around me. “Shh,” she soothes. “You did so good, baby.” I nod against her, feeling overwhelmed but so damn satisfied too.

Beau pulls away, then goes to stand. He gently pulls me from Kate and into his arms so he can carry me. He places a small, comforting kiss to my forehead and says, “You’re such a good girl.”

I cling to him like a baby, the praise flooding my senses with happiness, and allow him to carry me to the bathroom. Kate follows, and the both of them clean me and help me get ready for bed.

I’m convinced I’d fall over if not for Beau’s firm hold around me, keeping me from toppling over.

Once we’re done, they lead me back to the bed, and I fall into it on my stomach, collapsed and completely spent.

Both my partners join me in bed, one on each side of me. Beau quickly pulls me back against his chest in a firm comforting hold, and Kate scoots closer so she can sling a leg over mine and keep me close.

“How are you feeling?” she asks, stroking her knuckles up and down my cheek.

“Sore,” I reply, honestly, making Beau chuckle behind me. I elbow him in his side, making an oof escape his lips. “It’s your damn fault, you brute.”

He just laughs again and pulls me even tighter against him.

And it’s between the two loves of my life that I fall asleep, with Beau’s hard body behind me and Kate’s soft touches in front of me.

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