Content warnings: BDSM, Pee, Pain

In my early twenties I was in a fairly intense sub/dom relationship with my boyfriend at the time. We’ll call him Max. Basically I had a crush on him, he was super upfront about what he wanted, and I was into him enough to give it a try. I ended up discovering I quite liked kinky sex, especially being teased and embarrassed. We broke up well before this story takes place, but stayed on good terms. It just became clear that we weren’t going the distance.

Max and I have lots of friends in common, so even though I moved out of the city after our breakup we still saw each other a lot. One of these times turned out to be really important. It was at a mutual friend’s wedding. I didn’t know a lot of people there besides Max so I was kind of hanging off him at the start of the night. But he kept trying to pawn me off on this girl he’d introduced me to, Katie. I was getting annoyed, and a little sad, because I thought Max was trying to get me to leave him alone. But Katie turned out to be pretty cool and once I realized she’d dated Max too I was having the best time ever comparing notes with her.

We danced and got pretty buzzed, to the point where Max came over and let us know that we were swapping sub stories a little too loud. They were getting more detailed as Katie and I warmed up to each other. I’ve shared bits of the things Max made me do with other friends, but I always feel like I have to gloss over the details to not shock anyone into thinking it was some kind of abuse. Katie dated Max after me though, and swapping stories with her felt so easy. Anyway, when Max chided us for being too loud Katie suggested we go find somewhere more private to talk and lead me away by the wrist.

Now, I was pretty sure I knew what was coming. But I still had butterflies in my stomach when Katie found an empty and unlocked conference room for us. When we’d been dancing Katie had put out the signals and by this point I think I’d probably put the pieces together and realized that Max had set us up. He would have known I was interested in some day going further with another girl than the little bit of fooling around I’d done in college.

Katie seemed nervous to make the first move. And it seemed fair that I should give her a sign that I was interested too. So I was the one that pushed her against the wall and kissed her. She’s maybe two inches shorter than me, and skinner. Being the person kissing down was a new experience.

Katie was immediately pliable and making needy noises so I didn’t hesitate to start feeling her up. Her dress was kind of long though and I guess she got frustrated with my trying to figure out if I should bundle it up and go from the bottom or do an awkward entrance from the top, because she slid the straps off her shoulders and I barely had to do anything to get it down to her waist. She wasn’t wearing a bra, just a couple of pads. And I was immediately playing with her cute tits and nipples. She was very responsive, arching her back to offer them to me, and encouraging me that I could pinch and pull, “harder, please”.

Looking back I realize I was a total wuss and wasn’t really hurting Katie like she wanted. But at the time I felt like I was being a real sadist and I wanted some attention of my own. So I rolled us against the wall so my back was to it thinking that Katie would get the hint. She didn’t though, and to fast forward a bit the excitement sort of fizzled out while we both fought to be on the bottom.

Long story short we stopped making out and Katie pulled up her dress and I felt really shitty like I’d lead her on. But she made a really bad joke about us both being “straight subs, well maybe not straight.” And we laughed at that which made me feel better, but still disappointed. I said I would be up trying again, and that I could probably get into the top role. But Katie had another suggestion.

Now, you probably realize where this is going. So let me just say that Katie and Max have always maintained that this was not a setup. I am still not sure if I believe them. But, to spell it out for anyone who didn’t see it coming, Katie suggested that us two subs invite ourselves over to Max’s place where we could be properly dommed.

Max is one of those people who reads social situations in an instant, and it was endearing seeing his concern when Katie and I rejoined the reception so soon with only Katie’s hair ruined. But it was equally infuriating how cool he tried to play it when we got on either side of him and explained our conundrum and how he fit into our plan. Like, I knew him well enough to see he was buzzing at the idea, it wouldn’t have hurt to come out and say it! But maybe it’s time to let that go. It is in a way part of his charm, if you’re into that stuff. Like how he sent Katie and I out to wait for him in the cab he ordered. Some people would find that rude, because, well, it is. But in the headspace I get with him, it’s hot being ordered around inconsiderately like that.

Okay, sorry. I know we’re getting off topic. I just want to say one more thing. Which is that Katie and I knew, because we’d talked about it, that things would get crazy if we went home with Max. He’s not a take-it-slow kind of guy. My first time with Max had me tied spread eagle on the bed with the overhead light on, and that was a time in our lives before he’d really found his confidence. We both had safe words with him in the past and knew we could use our old words if we needed it.

Back to the story! The cab dropped us all off at Max’s place which was an apartment townhouse kind of thing that, at this time in our lives, was honestly super impressive to me. Katie and I had gotten all giggly poking each other in the back seat of the cab. Not like sexually, just literally poking each other since we couldn’t really talk about what was about to happen in front of the driver. We ran inside still giggling.

I hadn't been in Max’s new place before but there was this kind of lowered carpeted living room section that Katie and I immediately gravitated to and still laughing I pulled my dress over my head and knelt in my underwear. I’d forgotten that Kaite didn’t have a bra but she didn’t seem to care and did the same thing so when Max came in he found the two of us there in our socks and underwear, one of us completely topless, kneeling and waiting for him. It was really the perfect moment. Knowing that everyone was game for what was about to happen, but still being unfamiliar with each other so it felt new and exciting.

Max made us tell him about our night so far in detail and he got really interested when I told him I’d played with Kaite’s nipples. He crouched down behind Katie and pulled her arms back and had me turn toward her and pinch her nipples again while she told the rest of the story. There wasn’t much story left to tell but Max dragged it out by asking inane questions. He also kept telling me to pinch harder and by the end of it he was holding Katie down while she wriggled under my fingers and laughed at the stupid questions he was making her answer so the story didn’t end. The two of them made a really elegant picture, Katie just in her socks and panties, leaning against Max still in his suit.

I was pretty nervous when Max crouched behind me and, after taking off my bra, pulled my arms back like he had Katie. It was embarrassing being exposed to my new friend like this, but in a good way. Plus, I was sure a lot worse was coming. What I didn’t expect was how eagerly Katie would lean forward with her hands in perfect nipple pinching claws. Like, where was that enthusiasm when I was basically begging her to dom me earlier? While Max held me in position Katie latched on and he talked her through slowly increasing the pressure until I started to hiss and then he’d have her stop. He had her repeat the process a few times. It was pretty clear that I was taking much less pressure than Katie had. Though I have much bigger boobs than Katie, so at that point I was lying to myself and thinking they must just be more sensitive.

Next Max asked me if I wanted to see Katie’s pussy. Though he had started calling her, “your girlfriend.” Of course I said yes, but he made me say it a few more times making sure I was looking in her eyes. We were both blushing pretty bad by the end of it. And Katie’s skin is so pale everything from her nipples up gets red when she blushes. Before we could move on though Katie sheepishly said she needed to use the bathroom first. Max let her go but stopped me when I went to follow. He told me to go stand in the middle of the room at attention and I could go right there!

When Katie got back Max sat on the couch and had her straddle him but face toward me. Then he had her pull her black cotton panties to the side to show me her pussy, “like she’d promised.” I felt like a perv just staring at her snatch, and she was turning red again, but what else was I going to do? Not looking would have been rude too. She was shaved and pink and neat and I was already getting self conscious about how I compared.

So not to get too graphic (and if this is too graphic, you should probably stop reading, because we’re only going to escalate) but you know how peeing is kind of like a two stage process? Like, you get the pee kind of flowing in your internal tubing, but then actually starting to pee is its own thing? I was standing in the middle of the room, hands behind my back, trying to start the first process and squeeze it off so that I’d have some control if Max started to do something to “encourage” me to go but wouldn’t just randomly start peeing in front of Katie, who I didn’t think had heard Max’s instructions to me. Anyway, I was so distracted with this that I wasn’t paying attention to Max and Katie and the next thing I knew he was fucking her, his cock sticking out from his fly while she held her panties to the side. I must have looked really shocked because she mouthed at me, “are you okay?” I mouthed back, “yeah,” and then, “that’s fucking hot.”

It was fucking hot. Once they really got going Max grabbed Katie’s hair and bent her whole body backward. He was whispering in her ear and biting her neck and she was clearly loving it. Then he was groaning too. He pulled out before he came. He grabbed her panties and pulled them back into place over his cock that was laying against her pussy and I saw him pulse and the fabric get even darker as he jizzed into the crotch of her panties. Katie went from moaning to shrieking and tried to get away when she realized what was happening, but she was laughing too.

When she’d calmed down Max asked her if she wanted to see me make a mess of my panties too. I guess I hadn't told her any water sports stories because it took a little prodding before she understood and she seemed genuinely shocked when she did, saying, “oh my god, you guys do that!?” But ultimately she did say that yes, she wanted to see me pee my panties and then we all just did nothing for what seemed like forever while everyone waited for me to pee myself.

It was pretty embarrassing seeing Katie’s eyes go wide when she saw my panties, red and lacey, soak through. But Max had something even more evil in store for me. He made me crawl over to him and Katie, who was still sitting on his lap, and take off Katie’s jizzed on underwear. I thought he was going to have me lick her clean. And, no lie, I was excited for it. But instead he had me remove my underwear too. Then, I was told to put my piss soaked underwear on Katie and Katie’s cum covered underwear on me! Katie complained and basically fought me as I pulled my underwear up her legs. Her main complaint was, “they’re cold!” But, girl, I’ll take cold pee over cold jizz sliding right up against your labia any day.

Max stood up with Katie and pressed her against me. We started making out, because of course we did. And that was reassuring to see that Katie wasn’t totally disgusted by me. I felt Max move Katie’s hands to my ass. I followed suit without prompting, and he let us keep kissing while playing who-can-grab-more-ass for a bit. I had more ass to grab than Katie, but she had smaller hands to grab with, so it was probably a draw. But then Max moved Katie’s hands again, this time down the back of my panties (her panties?) and unsubtly against my asshole. I didn’t mind Katie drawing circles around my hole while she kissed me but I was once again getting nervous about what Max was planning.

Katie started to whimper into my mouth and I realized that Max, who was still behind her, was biting her neck and shoulder. They were nasty looking bites, he’d really put a lot of skin in his mouth. He watched me watching him as he evilly lined up with a previous bite to get the exact same spot again and I had to help him hold Kaite up as her knees buckled. She didn’t use her safe word though. She just kept her open mouth on mine. I was afraid to stick my tongue in her mouth though. I was worried Max would surprise her and she might bite me!

Max explained to us that he was going to keep biting Katie until she had a finger in my ass. Katie broke our kiss, which had become more of a mutual breathing thing, to ask about lube. Which I very much appreciated until Max told her there was plenty of lube… in my underwear! It was my turn to complain, “it’s cold!” as Katie rubbed Max’s jizz on my asshole. I was learning pretty quickly that Katie was much more of a pain-slut than me. Because even though she was squeezing her eyes shut as Max bit her she managed to be really gentle working her finger into me. For my part I tried not to play coy and help her out, but standing is not an ideal position. Luckily, Katie’s a small girl. And she was able to get inside me with just the cum lube.

Max came around behind me and finally took off my messy panties. I felt him crouch down and pull my ass cheeks apart. He made Katie slowly fuck me with her fingertip while he watched. I felt like he was close enough that I could feel him breathing on me. Such a perv.

Then he bent me forward and I felt his cock poking around until it found my pussy. I was perfectly happy with this development and arched my back to help him get in. I always liked fucking Max after he’d cum once already. His cock was more pliable and friendly that way. He gave it to me nice and easy too. No hair pulling or sharp jabby thrusts. And the position was totally working for my g spot.

When Max pulled Katie down to kneel between my legs and pressed her lips to my clit I was in heaven. After letting her explore me for a bit Max even had me give her some instructions until she was licking up and down my clit with a broad soft tongue that was 100% going to get me off. When I was starting to really get into it and grind on the two of them Max asked Katie how my pussy tasted. She said it was “lovely” but Max was like, “no, how does it really taste?” And she admitted I tasted like pee and cum. I’m sure most people would find that a huge turn off, and I was pretty embarrassed and suddenly worried that Katie was hating going down on me, but for some reason I can’t really explain being made to feel dirty and gross like that just does it for me. And at that point I really felt my orgasm coming. I’m not really a loud orgasmer but Katie pressed her tongue against me harder and made happy noises as I came. I was surprised she even knew I was cuming until I realized she could probably feel my butthole squeezing her finger.

We kept going in that position until Max came in me. He didn’t pull my hair but toward the end he did pull my arms back and pump me harder while making Katie lick his balls instead of my clit. As soon as he’d finished ejaculating in me Max moved us again. Katie’s finger came out of my ass as she was made to lie on the floor and I was positioned straddling her face, facing her feet, with her hands above her head. It was pretty obvious what Max had in mind but he told me anyway to feed Katie his cum. Her tongue must have been getting tired by this point but Katie dutifully licked and sucked at my labia. Even though it was Katie who was about to have to eat Max’s warm cum I felt I’d gotten the worse end of the deal here. My asshole felt messy and opened from the recent cum lube penetration and I knew Katie was starting right at it. That, or I had to press it into her nose, which would block her view, but seemed even worse.

Max didn’t wait for his creampie to work its way out of me. Well, I guess he probably didn’t have a good way to know when it happened even if he wanted to wait. But anyway, he was quickly between Katie’s legs. He took off her panties too, which, to remind you, had originally been my panties, and stuffed them in my mouth. If they tasked like Katie’s sex, I couldn’t tell over the flavor of my own pee. Then Max spread Katie’s legs and encouraged me to play with her clit with my fingers. I dipped between her inner lips to gather some wetness, which wasn’t hard to do, she’s so trim. And that made her moan and press her hips up. Well that did something for me too and I felt most of Max’s cum slide out of me before I could do anything about it. Katie took it like a champ though.

Max had some very specific instructions for how I should touch Katie’s clit. Initially I thought he was trying to teach me what she liked, but then I realized he wanted me to use three fingers, pad down, to rub her so that I was also making a little shield for her clit. This shield was needed because while I rubbed her Max started slapping her. He started with her thighs but quickly worked his way to her pussy. It hurt my fingers getting the edge of his slaps, so I can only imagine what they must have felt like to poor Katie. She started to struggle but Max told me to keep her down, which wasn’t hard in my position. And she didn’t use her safe word.

We did that for a while. Katie’s pussy got incredibly red and puffed up to the point where she would whimper even if Max just took the flat of his palm and ground it against her. I was relieved for her when Max announced she’d been a “good girl” and it was time for her reward. He pulled me forward by my hair until I was 69’ing with Katie and told me to lick her clit as lightly as I could. This seemed to work for her but it felt like Max was sabotaging me. Because each time Katie really started to make happy noises and turn her hips up Max would slap her and we’d have to restart. But the amount of time it took to get Katie moaning got shorter every time until one time Max didn’t hit her. I felt her arms, trapped by her head by my knees shifting about looking for something to grab onto as she came, sucking my labia into her mouth as she bucked her hips.

And that was it for my first night with Katie. Remember that we’d partied through most of a wedding reception before this. So all three of us were exhausted as soon as the sex stopped. Katie and I wanted to take a shower together but Max stopped us and ordered us all into bed with him. We were a smelly sweaty pile but I kind of appreciated the permission to be gross and just fall into bed. I even got the middle spot, which was perfect because I love to be warm at night.

We had some more fun the next day. Maybe I’ll write about that sometime.