I am no longer allowed to have intimate moments with Mistress for as long as She is in a relationship with Sir. However, She makes an exception for oral sex and cleaning duties. Obviously Mistress had Her divine pussy fucked and filled while I was in the kitchen making breakfast. I am eagerly waiting for Her command to start licking Sir’s delicious semen out of Her but it never comes. In my head I’m wondering why. Is this a new rule She has set for me? Am I no longer allowed to even lick Her pussy clean after She had sex with Sir? I am not sure if it something I could get accustomed to, but I decide not to worry about it too much – after all, it is Mistress who makes the rules.
When I snap back to reality, I notice Sir is sitting on the edge of the bed, I assume He is getting ready to take a shower. Mistress looks at Him and pulls Her feet away from my hand. She orders me to bring Her the satin panties I bought Her last week. They must be on top of the pile in the drawer since Mistress has barely worn panties this week. What’s the use of wearing them when you have a sex hungry God walking around the house, taking you every 3 hours? I crawl towards the drawer, open it, and there they are, all Mistress’ beautiful panties. I carefully take the satin panties in my hands – they are so soft and smooth, it makes my sissy clit hard in its cage. I crawl back to Mistress who is now sitting on the edge of the bed, and I delicately put Her legs through the holes and move it up to Her hips. “That’s enough!” She says with a firm tone in Her voice. “Clean up the mess in the bedroom and get everything ready in the bathroom so Sir and I can take a shower. When you are done, kneel next to the toilet and wait for further instructions. Is that clear sissy?” I nod and reply with the usual “Yes, Mistress.” She walks out of the room, allowing me to do my work.
I collect the remains of the breakfast that I made earlier and carry it to the kitchen. I make the bed and get in the bathroom as fast as I can. Mistress and Sir are sitting in the living room, holding each other and watching me sweat for them. I grab two large towels, hang them over the edge of the shower door and turn on the water. I was not instructed to do so, but I decide to tell Mistress and Sir that everything is ready, after which I kneel on the floor next to the toilet and wait for further instructions.
About a minute later, Mistress walks in the bathroom – I am not allowed to look up at my Superiors but I notice Mistress is not wearing Her satin panties anymore. She walks up to me, bend over me, grabs my hair and pulls my head back. She looks at me with a displeased expression on Her face and slaps my face. “I did give you permission to speak, slut!” She says. “I ordered you to get everything ready so Sir and I could take a shower, so when I see you walk in the bathroom and hear the water running I obviously know the shower is ready for us!” I carefully nod but keep my mouth shut in fear of being disciplined again. Mistress lets go of my hair and takes a seat on the toilet. I hear how Her pee hits the water and I know what is coming next. When Mistress needs to pee, She uses my mouth, but She doesn’t like to do the same when She needs to poop. I would be on the floor right now, drinking Mistress’ delicious pee if She wasn’t about to poop. I know what is coming and I soon hear the sounds of Her poop hitting the water surface. After a couple of minutes Mistress spreads Her legs and orders me to lick Her pussy clean – She then stands up, turns around, and bends over. I know what to do – I spread Her ass cheeks with my hands allowing myself access to Her perfect asshole and start licking. After years of doing this, day in, day out, I still don’t think it tastes nice, I do enjoy it however, it is a great way of showing my devotion and love. Mistress’ asshole is all clean, so I stop licking and move back my head, letting Mistress know I am done.
She walks in the shower and I can just see how the water runs down Her beautiful curves. I watch Mistress washing Her pussy and ass when Sir walks in the bathroom and catches me looking at Her. He says nothing and grabs me by my hair, forcing me to crawl behind him. He takes me into the shower and throws me on the floor. He starts talking to Mistress, saying “This little cunt thought she had the right to watch you, so I think I should let her know she was mistaking!” I hear Mistress laughing. Then Sir addresses Himself to me. “Listen you little sissy whore, those beautiful curves, that perfect body, is no longer yours to look at! It is no longer yours to have either. I fuck that pussy and I make her body shake when she cums on my big, hard, fat dick! The only way you will get in contact with her is when you clean her pussy after I have just violently fucked it and filled it with my semen. You will prepare that tight pussy for me so I can stretch it! I will stretch it until she won’t be able to feel your pathetic clit anymore, making her deny you not only out of choice but also out of necessity. You want to taste her pussy? Do you little faggot?” I am once again nodding with fear. Sir squats over me and pulla my head up by my hair, slaps my mouth with his big flaccid dick and says “You better enjoy the taste while it lasts.” Then He drops me on the floor and starts peeing all over my face – I am dying in shame. Mistress is clearly enjoying my humiliation because I can hear Her laughing out loud. When Sir drops His last bits of pee on my face, Mistress tells me to get out of the shower. She instructs me clean my mouth and brush my teeth in the kitchen so She can have some privacy with Her lover. She wants to see me kneeling in front of the shower with Their towels when They finish taking a shower. Mistress tells me to wait while She turns off the hot water and leaves the cold water flowing. She aims the shower head in my direction to get Sir’s pee off my body and tells me to leave. I quickly crawl out of the shower and do as I am told. I take my mouthwash, my toothbrush and toothpaste and leave the bathroom. I have just set one foot out the door when I hear Mistress call my name. She tells me “We will be in here for a while so you go do the laundry. You have 20 minutes and then I want your ass back in here. Now go!”
In the kitchen I rinse my mouth and brush my teeth until the smell of poop has disappeared completely. Now it’s time to gather dirty underwear, lingerie, and clothes. Sir will be around the house for a while so I decide to gather His stuff too. On the couch in the living room are his boxers from this morning, I saw Him wearing them yesterday too. Sir makes me extremely horny, His entire presence just impresses me so much. His beautiful tight body, His perfectly shaped ass, His big dick that makes my clit look useless, His big heavy balls, the concerned expression in his face. The way He takes Mistress and the way He takes over whatever room He walks into – everything about Him impresses me, but He is Hers. His boxers are the only way for me to have a little bit of Him. I pick them up – my clit is already throbbing in its cage. The boxers are a little bit moist and I pick up their scent even before I have buried my nose in them. I cover my face with them and inhale deeply through my nose. Then I see Mistress’ satin panties laying on the couch on the exact same spot where Sir’s boxers were, they have a big wet spot on the crotch. It is Sir’s delicious semen that leaked from Mistress’ pussy while I was cleaning the bedroom. I go crazy with lust! I start smelling Their underwear and start licking Sir’s semen out of Mistress’ panties. Then I realize this was all set up by Mistress to tease me. I remember, once, Mistress told me that if She would make me do the laundry, She would let my clit out of its cage once in a while, this would mean I was allowed to masturbate with Their underwear. Now I know why Mistress gave me 20 minutes to finish all the chores she gave me, it is plenty of time to masturbate. If only I had access to my clit. But it is not mine, it hasn’t been for years.