Sore Loser (Closed)

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Jeff idly swirled his whiskey. To say he was bored was like saying a masochist enjoyed being spanked. The party was dragging on, without an end in sight. He was planning on giving it another few minutes before ditching the pretentious Dominants and their lust-blind little submissives behind.

He brushed his brown hair back and brushed a little lint off his shoulder. His clean-shaven face featured blank stares around the room, but then contorted into a grimace.

She was here. He had looked over just in time to see her. Why the fuck was she here? She had been his unspoken nemesis for years now. Stolen subs, always one-upping each other, doing their best to subtly put each other down, these had always been highlights of the time they had known each other. She had gotten him good a few moths ago, and he shuddered at the thought.

He really wasn't in the mood to even deal with her right now, so he turned slightly and made his way out of the expansive living room into the hall, hoping to find the back door. He didn't make it very far.

His escape was cut off by an old 'friend' of his. The kind of friend that thinks they're much closer than they actually are, when in reality they're just annoying. This one was named Dave. Dave was one who could talk about himself for hours if given the time. Right now, he was boasting to Jeff about the new sub he'd just collared. She stood there, all timid and not looking at anything but the floor. She was pretty enough, but the blushing and timidness were a combination of sickening cuteness. But he didn't wish Dave on anyone. Poor girl.

He was finally making his escape from the talkative keeper. His green eyes locked on the door and true freedom, when he heard her call his name. She was too close for him to get away now.

Jeff turned to see her standing there in front of him, a smug grin on her face.
 
Kiera Dorsey didn't wait for others, she simply made them happen. Powerful, tall, and smarter than any foolish man she had met. They called her a bitch. They called her a cunt. The rest simply called her Mistress. She straightened her gloves and waited for her boy to open the door.

She strode into the already raging play party. She snorted softly at the raging part. The host, Dave was an asshole who never shut up and wouldn't know how to top a cake. Oh, he managed to collar every sweet little newbie, who once she figured out what it is to be a sub, promptly dumped his collar and moved on. Scanning the crowd, Kiera smiled as she laid eyes on Jeff, to say the man was her nemesis would be putting it lightly. Most of these male dominants were playing to some sort of half baked daddy fantasy. It disgusted her. But Jeff was different and quite possibly the only man here who was her equal.

Ugh. That thought caused bile to raise in her throat. She sniffed at the uncollared sub that was nearing her, shaking her head, and striding away from it. She saw that Jeff was making his way to the door, and she had to intercept, and rub his nose in the fact that she owned his former slave. She moved across the room, smiling as the crowd parted for her.

She leaned on the counter, and was looking at him smugly when he turned.

"Jeff leaving so soon?" She smiled and raised her eyebrows at him. " Especially now that I am here? I have to tell you how well Anne is doing with me. All those annoying little problems she had with you. For some reason, they are gone. Guess all she needed was the right dominant. But I digress, you look bored. Perhaps because you are all alone?"
 
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Jeff groaned inwardly.

"I wasn't aware you'd been invited to this particular party, Kiera. I guess I should have known Dave would do something like that."

He faced her fully, refusing to cringe as she mentioned the sub she stole from him. She always had a way of rubbing things in when she got her way. But he wasn't about to let her win this time.

"Well, she was clearly mistaken as to what a Dominant should be. I'm sure she's enjoying leading you from the bottom, getting everything her little subby heart desires." He didn't even try to hide the malice or bite in his words.

He looked away from her and watched with mock interest as Dave was trying to show off his shy pet on the other side of the room. He could tell she was close to getting up and walking away. Jeff took a slow sip of his drink.

"At least there's good news. Dave is close to embarrassing himself."
 
Kiera laughed softly at Jeff's discomfit, and then his words at her. A low blow to be sure. But she let him have his moment. She glanced over at the host for the night, and the trembling little sub by his side. Of course Dave was running off at the mouth. She turned back to Jeff, and sized him up.

"That sub is two minutes away from leaving him. That man should be chained." She watched him for a moment then smiled lethally. "Come on, Jeff. You know you would like to be under me. Just like Anne. Think of it. Then you could be reunited with her, and in your rightful spot. On. Your. Knees."
 
Jeff smiled as pleasantly as possible. A brilliant idea was forming in his mind. He stepped very close to her, and placed his lips next to her ear.

"How about a bet, then? Loser submits to the winner for... A week?" He pulled away slightly, smile still plastered on his face. "What do you think? Is the thought of me on my knees worth risking being on yours?"

He glanced around the room. "How about we'll see who can pick the best sub? Each picks one to perform oral on the other. First to cum loses? Unless you don't think you can handle the consequences of losing in front of all these people.

He swirled his drink while waiting for an answer.
 
Kiera smiled down at Jeff, and perked a brow at his challenge.

"A week?" She leaned in really close to him, almost as if she was going to kiss him, turning her head just slightly her long black hair tumbling down her shoulder. Licking her own lips she turned her head, took his drink and downed the contents with one gulp. Kiera showed no reaction to the burning liquid in her throat, smiling ferally at him. "Let's do it. I think you'd look so pretty with a collar around your throat, Jeff."

Kiera turned on her heel, her long hair spinning out behind her, catching Jeff in the face. She ignored him and scanned the crowd, taking in the subs. Finally she spied the shaking leaf behind Dave. He was ignoring her as he talked with an older domme. Kiera walked over to the young submissive and whispered in her ear. Turning she walked away from the girl. The girl however, turned and stared at Jeff hungrily.

"She's all yours now." Kiera returned to Jeff's side snickering. "That and the look on Dave's face will be priceless. Look at that two dominants down in one fell swoop." Kiera almost laughed with glee as she picked up another glass of wine and gestured to the playing field.
 
Jeff didn't bite at the collar comment, he just smiled as she took his drink and downed it. He longed to teach her a lesson, but this was a dangerous attempt. He kept his smile plastered on as she sauntered away. He just hoped he could hold out longer than she, else this was going to be a very long week.

He watched as she approached Dave's little newbie and poured himself another drink. Eyes were following her when she whispered in the girl's ear and strode back. All eyes but Dave's, the oblivious idiot. Of course Jeff had to play the game with the partner chosen, as he had made a mistake in not clarifying. He wasn't really concerned with Dave's 'friendship', but it would still be a low blow.

"Dirty tactic," he mumbled as Kiera stood next to him once more. The bait was set, and the host's pet was glaring at Jeff as the Dom she'd always wanted. What the hell did Kiera say to her?

He shrugged it off and scanned the room, hoping he would chance upon the best damn pussy-licker the world had ever known. Dozens of subbies here, most had collars, but there was one in particular...

Her. He walked towards a particularly lonely looking girl as he downed his whiskey. When he reached her, he tried to think of some magical words, some spell to pique her intensity as Kiera had with Dave's sub. He thought of something, and prayed it was the right card.

He finally waded through the bodies and stood before her. She looked at him hopefully, and he stroked her cheek. He felt a little dirty for the lie that passed from his tongue and into her ear.

"My friend over there," he nodded towards Kiera, "has put forth a little challenge for you. She's had her eye on you all night, and is looking for a sub to call her own. If you can make her cum before her other prospect makes me cum, she will consider collaring you."

The words had barely left him and she had practically bolted across the room, as fast as a sub trying not to bump into people could, anyways. A few moments later, she was on her knees in front of the Domme with hopes of being claimed.

Jeff smiled. Now he just hoped she had the skill to match her enthusiasm. After making his way back, he waved Dave's pet over to join them. He didn't seem to notice his missing sub. Jeff sat in a comfy chair and smiled at Kiera, waiting for her to be ready.
 
Kiera watched Jeff talk to the sub, and she wondered briefly at what he might have said that resulted in the puppy dog look that the slut now carried. When he sat and looked at her, she shook her head, downed her wine and sat down on a chair across from him.

"I can't wait to see my collar around your neck, Jeff. I think a pink one will suit you. And I will make sure that you look very pretty under my heel as I fuck your ass."

Without breaking eye contact with him she lifted her dress and spread her legs, reaching out she wrapped her fingers into the subs hair, and smiled down at her.

"Make it good little one, and I shall reward you."

Kiera stopped, why the fuck was she being so nice? She wasn't nice, and then she felt it. The alcohol. She could feel that lightness, it alerted her to the fact that she was going to be affected. Kiera flushed, and shook her head trying to clear it. When she looked up at the knowing grin on Jeff's face, she tried to smile while she could feel this sinking feeling in the pit of her stomach.
 
Jeff couldn't help but smile as he noticed a worried look cross Kiera's face. But it was only there for a moment, and as soon as she looked up at him, it was gone, replaced with her smug grin that he hated so much. Hopefully the alcohol would affect her more than him, hopefully he could win. He didn't think he could live through a week's worth of submitting to his nemesis.

In the same moment Kiera's slut's tongue came into contact with her spread pussy, Jeff's own playmate's lips circled the head of his cock. At least he wasn't fully aroused yet, which might be the help he needed to outlast her. He was silently praying his chosen partner was terrible at giving head. He soon realized that luck was not on his side in that respect. Fuck she was good. And she'd barely even gotten started. How the hell had David collared a girl so skilled? Damn it.

He looked at Kiera's sub, going to town on the Mistresses pussy. The image was making things worse, and he certainly couldn't watch his own cock being sucked. So he looked back at his rival's face and smiled comfortably, hiding the nervousness he felt as he tried to block the sensations he was receiving. He wasn't very successful.

A crowd had started gathering, whispers and murmurs of a bet flowed through them. Jeff ignored them, or at least tried to. Then he saw Dave push through the crowd and stop at the front with his mouth agape in shock. Oh yeah, it was Dave's little beloved girl sucking Jeff's now fully hard dick with all the love and worship of a true cumslut. Anger flashed in Dave's eyes, but he said nothing, instead he listened to the murmurs and figured out what was going on. Jeff shrugged and offered an apologetic smile, but he could tell Dave was hoping Kiera won.

At this rate, it was entirely possible.
 
The greedy little slut immediately went to work on Kiera's pussy, and Kiera fought the inclination to lean back and close her eyes happily let the whore work on her. It was then that she looked over at Jeff, and saw the small smile on his lips. It was enough to make Kiera shudder.

The combination of all the eyes on her, the sweet tongue on her clit, and the alcohol in her veins, it was a heady mixture. She shook slightly, and then the tongue pressed forward into her, and Kiera did lean back and close her eyes. She intertwined her fingers into the sluts hair and pulled her close, delighting in the sensations that the girl was giving her.

Kiera spread her legs, tugging the hair, feeling the tingle start to move throughout her body, moaning softly as she let her self get closer and closer. Her free hand moving over her body, to tug on her own hair. Kiera felt it then, her body begin to shake and gasping when she felt herself finally climax. She cried out happily, arching her back and wrapping her legs around the girl's head.

She sighed softly as her body began to come down, and when she finally opened her eyes, it was to the sight of Jeff grinning down at her. One little word escaped her lips.

"Fuck."
 
"Fuck is right, my new little slut," Jeff sneered as he stood above Kiera. As soon as he had seen her orgasm happen, he had pulled his own partner's mouth off his cock with effort. He had been so close, but he wouldn't let Kiera know that. And now he stood above her, relishing in his victory. He finally had her where he wanted her.

He pulled a small black collar out of his pocket and slid it around her neck, before locking it in place. He grabbed her hair and pulled her head back and placed a hand on her cheek. "One week, with all these witnesses, you will fully submit to me for one week. Is that understood?" He leaned closer to her ear now and lowered his voice.

"Who will be getting their ass fucked now, little slut? This will be such a fun week, with lots of memories for us both, I imagine." He smiled as he allowed himself to visualize all that he would do to her, the sweet revenge he would be able to take on his nemesis.

His hand slipped down and grasped a full breast through her dress. After fondling it for affect, he pulled away and returned to his seat.

"Strip for me, then crawl over and finish what she started," he said, gesturing to his still-hard cock.
 
"Strip for me, then crawl over and finish what she started."

Kiera groaned inwardly. This week was going to fucking suck. She looked around at the repoving eyes around her, knowing she couldn't pull her usual "I am too fucking good for this." attitude and she would have to pay up. Perhaps a really good blow-job would get her out of it. Yes, that's what she would do, she would strip, get him off, take his shit for the next hour and then fucking leave. She'd hide for the next week, and he wouldn't be able to say shit about it.

Taking a deep breath she stood up and removed her latex dress, the heat from the fabric made her skin shiny with a light coating of sweat, when the cool air from the room touched her skin she shivered and got goosebumps.

"I will finish this part of the deal, Jeff." She said snidely and crawled across the floor to kneel in front of him.

As she placed herself, as she had shown her slaves so many times, heels under her bottom, legs spread, she didn't place her hands on her thighs because they were sliding up Jeff's. She leaned forward and tenatively licked the head of his cock, never taking her eyes from his. She let him know, that she knew who she was. She was more than his slave, and he better remember it.

She let him push slightly into her mouth before she took him all the way into her throat, her tongue sliding against his shaft. She breathed a minute, holding him there, while she swallowed, knowing the tightness would get to him. Then she began to bob her head up and down on the shaft letting him slide in and out of her mouth, her lips making a sucking sound that seemed to fill the room and her ears.

Kiera comforted herself that she would soon be out of this situation... she just had to find a way to slip away.
 
Jeff was loving it. Here was the biggest bitch he'd ever known, his biggest competition, on her knees, deepthroating his cock like a professional whore. She really did have a fantastic body, though Jeff had never really thought about her like that before. Of course, he'd never seen her naked as she was now. The only shame was that after having been worked on for a while by Dave's sub, it really wouldn't take Jeff long at all to finish.

A thought occurred to him, a plan formed in his head. He motioned to Dave to come closer, and murmured quietly. Dave's eyes grew larger as he stared at Kiera and Jeff conversed with him, then he smiled, nodded, and pushed his way through the crowd and out of sight. Jeff ran a few fingers through Kiera's hair and smiled.

"Don't worry, little cumslut. I'm gonna make a few dreams a reality for you. My, but you are a good little cocksucker, aren't you? You'll fit in quite nicely if the rest of your holes are just as pleasing..."

Then he felt it. His release was coming, and there was no stopping it now. He grabbed a hold of her head firmly and shoved her face completely down on his pelvis. Immediately his muscles tightened and his seed started pouring directly down her throat, in large spurts, over and over. As soon as he had finished, he pulled her head up and off his lap.

As if on cue, David reappeared and handed Jeff a couple of objects. Being handed the items seemed to snap Jeff out of his post-orgasm relaxation, and he got to work right away. He grabbed Kiera's wrists firmly and snapped the handcuffs tightly in place behind her back. A three foot leather leash was attached to her collar next, and Jeff leaned next to her ear.

"I thought it only fair. David's sub sucked my cock for a while, so my slave should suck his, right?" He yanked the leash and pulled her to a standing position before pressing her forward at the waist. He watched as Dave was unzipping himself and moving in front of Kiera. Jeff was hardly paying attention though, as he was in search of some lube. Ah, on the counter there.

When he moved back behind Kiera, he was fully hard, lubed, and pushing his cock into her unprepared asshole.
 
It wasn't so bad. She got her throat filled with cum, she had done her job, and she was done. It was over. She didn't have to worry anymore. She was about to get up when Jeff bound her wrists behind her back and snapped a leash around her neck. This almost dashed her hopes of getting out of here, almost. But she knew she could get out of things if she had to. She was a sneaky conniving bitch, she could get out of anything.

"I thought it only fair. David's sub sucked my cock for a while, so my slave should suck his, right?"

He stood her up and bent her over, and there in her face was Dave's cock. It wasn't nearly the size of Jeff's so she wouldn't gag, but still. She sneered at him. She kept her lips sealed shut, so that the head of the cock in front of her, just pressed against her red, lipsticked lips, she could see the stain as she stared disgustedly at it.

But when Jeff shoved his prick into her ass, without her being ready, and when she gasped from the feeling, Dave took advantage and shoved his down her throat. Kiera tried to move between the two men, to escape what they were doing to her, it only resulted in one or the other being deeper inside her body.

Trapped between two cocks, Kiera, whimpered and moaned, and then closed her eyes to the sensation of wetness between her legs, she couldn't fucking believe it. She was wet?!
 
Jeff had a firm grip on her hips and was pressing into her further with every thrust. He could feel his balls hitting her pussy with every thrust, and then he thought it felt strange. Could it be?

One hand left her hips and dropped around and under her. He felt the heat before his fingers even arrived at her cunt. The wetness that coated his fingertips confirmed it. His enemy's body was betraying her will to fight against him.

"Holy shit," he managed to grunt as he pushed harder into her ass. "Look at how wet you are. I knew there was a cumslut hidden within your icy shell. You're loving being fucked in the ass by a true Dominant, don't you? You know you're gonna be covered in cum soon, right? All that hot semen covering your skin, dripping down, showing everyone what a little whore you are..."

It was then that David lost it. He grunted and pulled out of her throat, holding her hair as he stroked himself in front of her face. Jeff couldn't see from his angle, but he figure Kiera was getting a face full of Dave's cum right then.

It wasn't too long after that he felt his own need building once more, and he was pulling out of her hole and spreading his own cum across her ass cheeks.
 
Kiera couldn't say or do anything, she breathed through her nose, smelling the disgusting scent of David before her, her hands clenched under her. Then she shivered as she felt Jeff's hand reach under her, and she turned a bright crimson as he called her out for being turned on.

She cried out in protest to Jeff's words, the vibration running up the cock in her mouth, she was not surprised as Dave pulled out and unloaded on her face. She closed her eyes and let it happen, uncaring for the deposit of seed on her face. Fuck Dave, that seed was useless anyway. The little that coated her lips, she spit onto the ground. Kiera may owe Jeff, but she didn't owe Dave shit.

She turned and saw out of the corner of her eye, that Jeff was cumming over her ass. She rolled her eyes, thinking the move was passé. When he was finished, she stood up straightening her back, feeling the soreness already. Haughty even in her bound cum-covered nakedness, she nodded at Jeff, and strode off towards the bathroom without a word, along the way, nodding to her submissive to meet her there. She hoped to make it there, while Jeff was still in recovery from his climax.
 
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Jeff shivered as he came down from the last of his orgasm, then saw movement that momentarily confused him. Then he realized Kiera was moving away, the unheld leash hanging uselessly from her collar. He was too late to prevent her from moving at all, so he growled and moved quickly after her. How dare she interrupt his precious moments after an orgasm.

It took him several steps to catch up, and she'd almost made it to the hallway as he brushed past people who had given way to her naked, cum-covered form. His hand reached as he moved to close the gap. So close...

Finally he felt hair between his fingers and he gripped tightly, pulling her head back towards him. His lips met her ear as he growled, "Where the fuck do you think you're going? Did I say you could leave my presence yet, little whore?" He dragged her back towards the center of the living room, where they'd just had their session. Upon arriving, he forced her to her knees and took a hold of her leash and gripped it tight.

He spoke loudly, addressing the crowd now, "As you all may have heard, Kiera and I made a bit of a wager. One which she lost. The penalty was to submit to the other unconditionally for a period of one week." He gripped her hair and forced her dripping face upwards for effect. "It seems she thinks she's allowed to wander off on her own..."

His words were directed at her now. "Were you planning on running away from our deal? Is this what I should expect from you; someone who can't keep her word, who runs away when things get too difficult? Do you think you'll have a place as a Domme if your first thought is to break promises?"

He forced her face to the floor now, and pulled her messy ass up into the air. His belt was freed and removed with his free hand, then sang through the air. The resulting crack formed a red mark in the center of her exposed cheek, and his seed splattered further across her flesh. His next words were in a deep commanding voice. "Show everyone you have what it takes, fulfill your end of the bargain, one week given to me." Another whisp of leather, another angry red lash on a lush cheek.

"Play with your little cunt while I punish you for trying to run."
 
Kiera grunted as he caught her hair and dragged her back to into the room. She listened to his rant, trying for all the world to look bored as he prattled on about his honor and their bet. She let him move her to where her ass was in the air and as the belt whistled through the air and connected with her ass, she was fuming mad.

He told her she could rub her pussy, and since he was standing behind her, she slid one hand up between her lips, and used her middle finger to rub her clit, giving him the finger as she did so.

She moaned out softly, "Fuck you Jeff." She followed that with a hotly whispered. "Fuck you and your fucking honor. I am done with you."

With that, she dropped her ass, and sat idly on the floor. She turned to him, ready to invoke her safe word, ending this charade once and for all. And then she felt it. Thirty pairs of eyes, staring at her, judging her. She saw her submissive's eyes downcast and not looking at her. This made her angry, she knew in that moment she wasn't going to get away with not following through.

"Fuck you, Jeff. Fine you fucking win." She moved back up to where she had been with her ass in the air, though she still used her middle finger to rub her clit.
 
Jeff furrowed his brow as Kierra went through her defiant display as if she weren't bound to play his little game. She seemed to relent at the last moment, though. Then she cursed at him one last time and bent back down, displaying her middle finger rudely to him as she frigged her own pussy. He sneered, but held his tongue for a moment, then his eyes raised and met Kiera's sub's face.

He had met Jessica a while ago, and collared her fairly successfully. But then Kiera had stolen her away in and underhanded maneuver, and Jeff had yet to forgive her for it. He glared at Jessica, who still seemed unsure of how to react to her Mistress's new found position. He beckoned the girl close with a cold glare and a raised finger bowing towards himself.

"Fine then," he directed towards Kiera, as Jessica slowly and timidly approached. "If this is the way you want to play, so be it."

When the girl arrived, he shoved her to her knees. He slipped his cock out now and ran the semi-hard flesh across the sub's lips, and as expected, they parted slowly. Within a few moments, he was hard once more. He had already cum twice recently, he just hoped he could coax one more for the purpose of his next goal. The girls began to suck dutifully, engorged on his slick shaft.

"Keep rubbing that cunt. Give me the finger all you want, I know what a true whore you are. So quick to quit when things aren't going right. Yet you would have leaped all over the chance to have me if the situation was reversed. Little double standard, much?"
 
"Keep rubbing that cunt. Give me the finger all you want, I know what a true whore you are. So quick to quit when things aren't going right. Yet you would have leaped all over the chance to have me if the situation was reversed. Little double standard, much?"

Kiera watched as Jeff defiled her slave. She understood what he was doing, trying to break her down, stop her, claim her. She wouldn't let her do it. Jessica looked at Kiera out of the corner of her eye, Kiera nodded obliquely giving her permission.

It was then that Jessica employed a little trick she had been taught by Kiera, pulling Jeff deep into her throat, opening her lips wide, licking the underside of his cock and a little of his balls at the same time that she swallowed. The tightness and sensation was almost impossible to resist and pushed most men over the edge. Take a man like Jeff whose cock was already sensitive to the touch and it would push him to cum.. very fast.

Kiera grinned in satisfaction as she heard Jeff grunt, knowing that he was right there, Jessica for her part kept Jeff buried in her mouth, holding him tight and making it hard to resist pulling out.

Not that she did anything but rub her cunt like he had told her too.
 
Jeff's head dipped to the side a bit as he saw Jessica's eyes drift towards Kiera. His own eyes darted in time to see an almost imperceptible nod from her former Mistress; his new slave. Before he could say anything, though, Jessica impaled herself on his dick. He grunted in surprise and pleasure before he could stop himself.

It took quite a bit of willpower and several moments, but he finally found his grip in her hair and yanked back hard. "Nice try, little slut. But you know better than to look to a fellow slave for permission to do something when a Dom instructs you, don't you?" He forced himself back down her throat. "Now do that thing again..."

He didn't really care much how it happened, his only plan was to cum. If this was the fastest way to pull it off, then so be it. He just couldn't allow that bitch Kiera think that she was getting her way. He was going to show her that her plan fell right in line with his own. Speaking of which...

His groan was louder than it needed to be, as he played up the pleasure he was experiencing. "You should have picked this bitch to work on me from the beginning, it might have been me on the floor for you right now. Rub your little cunt harder, slut. Watch your former slave pleasure me while you finger yourself in front of everyone. I'm gonna make you cum like a whore needing a good hard fuck."

Damn, but Jessica was good. His release was coming quickly. Very quickly. In fact, he could feel it building now, and he really didn't care to slow or stop it. He did, however, have his own plan for doing so. He pulled on the girl's hair once again and pushed her to the ground. Her skirt was lifted quickly and the lack of panties made things even easier. He knelt down and stroked himself quickly.

With a series of groans and ball-tightening spurts, her shaved cunt was covered in a large amount of his seed. After taking barely a moment, the hand in her hair was used to pulls her right in front of Kiera's face.

"Clean up every drop from your former slave's cunt." Then he moved behind Kiera and shoved a pair of fingers deep into her pussy, while dragging his thumb across her clit.
 
As much as she hated the man with his fingers shoved in her needy cunt, she could admit he was giving her pleasure. She was crass enough to coo at him too, winking as she looked over her shoulder once, before she began to lick at her slave's sex before her.

The look in her eye told her slave that while she was listening to Jeff right now, there would come a point when he was no longer in charge. And then.. and then Jessica would get it.

She felt it when Jessica relaxed under her tongue, and Kiera cleaned her slave almost lovingly. Fuck 'em if they were surprised. Kiera didn't lose her slaves like the fuck-offs in the room. They stayed with her willingly, wantonly and for as long as they could for a fucking reason.

Jeff was tangy, she would have to recommend a change in diet. The thought of telling him that made her smile. She pressed herself further into Jessica's slit, eating her out happily. She could feel all the eyes on her as she did so, but Kiera didn't care.

"Oh Mistress!" Jessica began to buck under her tongue, and Kiera nodded subtly at her, and her mouth was flooded with her slave's juices, which Kiera sucked up greedily. She ignored the finger in her cunt, for at least a minute, but the pressure on her clit increased so she rewarded Jeff with a little moan, knowing he would love to think he was getting to her. The truth was? She was already bored.
 
Jeff's fingers and thumb continued to work fervently on his temporary slave's sopping cunt. There was something in her face when she looked back at him, something that was off. She seemed to be doing her best to retain her high and mighty aura, even as she obeyed. That was fine, he realized with a smile. A change of tactics was in order for this one, and he was more than happy to deliver. A muffled moan in a flooding sub's pussy combined with the excess juices coating his own fingers was all he needed.

"Look at you now, Kiera. Don't look much like a prim and proper Mistress anymore, do you? The way your dripping cunt is trying to eat my fingers tells me that beneath your icy persona is a true cock-hungry little cumslut. Hell, you've taken how many loads of cum just tonight? One in your mouth, one for your face, another on your ass. And here you are lapping up at another load of my seed from your own pet's pussy, while your own cunt grabs my fingers like a vice. I knew you made a much better slut than anything else..."

He increased the pace with his fingers, enough to know that with all the use tonight and his current assault on her folds and clit, it wouldn't take long for her to truly be bucking into his fingers. He watched carefully for signs, while he fervently pumped his hand. The squishing and sopping noises were getting more and more loud and obscene now, and once he heard a longer, more needy moan, his fingers stopped moving and pulled away. He slapped her exposed mound hard and laughed.

"Oh, you won't be cumming until you beg for it, my little fucktoy." He struck her ass hard with a lone spank and grinned, waiting to hear either begging, or her pathetic attempts to salvage her pride in front of the crowd. Either one was fine by him, as he had a plan for both.

"How bout it, whore? Would you like to cum like the slut you are for all these people who used to respect you? Maybe for your former pet, look her in the eyes and scream like she does at her dirtiest moments? You'll let your pride get in the way, when everyone can see plainly just how much of a cumslut you are, won't you? That's okay. Go ahead, say the words I know you want..."
 
"How bout it, whore? Would you like to cum like the slut you are for all these people who used to respect you? Maybe for your former pet, look her in the eyes and scream like she does at her dirtiest moments? You'll let your pride get in the way, when everyone can see plainly just how much of a cumslut you are, won't you? That's okay. Go ahead, say the words I know you want..."


Kiera gasped and bucked a little under his expert hand, and she did want it. She did want to cum. But what could she do? Kiera couldn't give to him, she didn't want to. He had won the bet yes, but he still was being an ass. What could she expect? She would have also...

That left.. what would get her if she was in charge? What would have made an impact in her dominant brain? Then she smiled.. almost lethally.

She turned and wrapped herself around his leg, practically humping it with abandon.

"Please let me cum Sir?! Please?! Oh fuck I am such a cum greedy little whore" She even added a little whine to her voice. But she was so theatrical in her performance that anyone could see the artifice in her words and actions.

She'd done exactly as he asked and wanted.
 
"Please let me cum Sir?! Please?! Oh fuck I am such a cum greedy little whore"

Jeff wasn't an idiot, and while she had done exactly what he'd asked, the attitude was just all wrong. That's fine, she would break eventually. And he had a full week with which to force the process. If all went according to plan, he would be enjoying his new plaything for much longer than a week... The thought of completely turning a former nemesis into a willing sextoy was just too good to pass up.

He grabbed a handful of her hair as she clung to his leg, and leaned down to speak in the most condescending tone he could muster. "Oh, my cum greedy little whore... No, no you cannot."

His other hand circled her throat and he used both grips to pull her roughly to her feet. The cuffs that had been abandoned previously were clamped tightly around her wrists once more, and soon he was dragging her naked form through the crowd by her hair. He paused at the door, his wicked grin broad as he turned and gave the watching crowd a knowing wave farewell.

It was less than a minute later that the naked Mistress had been dragged through the front yard of the host's home, and was being held by Jeff's car as he made a show of trying to find his keys. It was night time, but the street lights and outdoor flood lights overlooking David's driveway did a lot to mitigate the dark. Even though the neighborhood was quiet at the moment, he was sure Kiera wasn't happy with being naked and exposed while he pretended to lose track of his keys.

Finally, after what seemed and eternity, he pulled out the 'missing' keys and flashed her a false grin, before unlocking his car and shoving her into the backseat. After walking around and settling behind the wheel, they were finally departing.
 
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