Both Ingrid and Hillary were having a hard time sitting still after dinner. Both had been served tea, and Hillary was blushing and could not sit still as she rubbed her thighs which must have been uncomfortable. I loved the reaction both had as I stood, and both nobly born women turned to me with excitement as I stood.
"Well, Freya, That was delicious," I told her honestly as she had become a better cook over the years. I turned to move, and I threw a look to Stacy, "Remember to feed Kitty. She is having a cat nap inside the room, and I didn't notice when I went in there." I turned to the Noblewomen, "Follow me," I ordered. I walked towards the Training room.
I heard the chairs move against the ground as they stood as they couldn't wait for me to play with them. Both followed not far behind me as I stepped into the room, and I felt anticipation. Today was going to be a wet play session, but I couldn't help but feel excitement for the fun that was about to come.
I turned as I entered the training room and turned to them with a neutral expression that didn't show much. Both noblewomen stepped in behind me and didn't know what to make of what I was about to do. "It is good both of you came, although," I looked a Hillary, "One of you didn't really have much of a choice," I said to the red-haired noblewoman. "Why don't you show your friend what you are wearing underneath that dress," I told her, and we all knew that it was an order.
"Yes, Mistress," Hillary said, her voice wavering in a soft tone that was barely perceptible. Ingrid looked at her with a slightly hidden smile, and I could see the happiness for her friend in that grin. I remembered that Ingrid outed her friend because she wasn't getting any sexual relief.
I cut off the extra thoughts as I grinned as Hillary took off her lovely dress, and I could feel the embarrassment and humiliation as she stripped in front of her friend. The chastity cage came into the light reasonably quickly, though, as the clothes fell to the floor as she was left in a bra and a Chastity belt. I looked at the belt, as did Ingrid, who let out a small gasp. A clear liquid came from her pussy, and she unclasped her bra. Her lovely white breasts came into view.
I grinned wickedly, and I stepped up to her, and I looked her over. "What a nice little body," I told her with a grin. My hand moved up, and I pressed against the entrance that pushed only partially into her urethra. Hillary mixed a moan with a yelp as I pressed on it, and I could feel a slight bit of liquid. "What is this?" I asked, although I knew exactly what it was. I held out, and there was a tiny bit of liquid, and the blush on Hillary's face became absolute. Her entire face turned red, and I grinned at her reaction.
"I-" Hillary stammered, but I turned to Ingrid.
"Ingrid, Open your mouth and taste this," I said, and her eyes widened, and I could see a disgusted look. Still, her mouth opened, and I knew it was in protest. It didn't matter, though, as my finger crossed the distance and I placed the drop of liquid on her tongue. I could see Distress from Hillary as her friend was forced to taste her urine as I played with Ingrid's tongue. Both felt humiliated at the movement for two completely different reasons.
"Now tell me, Ingrid," I asked with a sadistic grin, "What did Hillary deposit on my finger, much to my disgust."
Ingrid looked at me, and I could see the blush on her beautiful face, although it was slightly twisted in disgust, "It was piss," Ingrid said, and I turned to Hillary.
"Why did you piss on me, Hillary? Then when I asked, you didn't even tell me as I got your friend to find out what it was, you still didn't talk." Hillary's blush continued, and I could see her having a hard time looking in either of our directions as I shook my head. "I think this naughty little girl wanted to have her friend taste her piss; I think I should punish her." I finished, and Hillary looked at me with excitement that she didn't mean to show but was alarmed at my tone. I felt the building tension in me, and I needed to release it soon. I had too often lately held myself back, and the day had pressed myself to the edge, and I was much more in need of release than I had thought.
"Mistress, I-" Hillary said quickly, and my finger shut her up in a second, and I turned to Ingrid.
"Strip Slut, I am done waiting, and I have two bitches here to play with, and your both are going to enjoy it." My sudden command and the sudden need I had in my heart to dominate them hit me. Both Ingrid and Hillary were my bitches, and they knew it.
Ingrid's clothes soon were discarded as she knew to follow my orders without question. I could feel her shiver, though, as the room temperature hit her skin and my dark tone hit her ears. Her lovely body showed itself to me, and I couldn't help but smile looking it over. I lightly touched her soft skin; my hand went over her lovely breasts as I moved my hand.
"Mistress, I-" Hillary suddenly said, and I whipped my head to her, Hillary.
"I see that you do need further punishment after all," I said, cutting her off.
Hillary turned meek, and I could see her need to ask for mercy, but my explosion of anger cowed her. I felt my pussy moisten, and I didn't care if Hillary was scared at this moment. She enjoyed this, and I could see the secretion of more fluids from her pussy. Her thighs still rubbed together, and I knew that she also needed to go to the bathroom. I smiled wickedly as that thought sent a plan into my head that I would start to execute this second.
"Ingrid, Since your friend here has seen fit to interrupt me several times and not follow my orders. It seems that I need to punish her now. Stand her there; I have something in mind I am sure that she will not enjoy." I told Ingrid, and Hillary's face blanched as I moved. I grabbed the sounding devices I used on Freya, and I didn't plan to use on Hillary earlier, but she had been told to stay quiet and tried to get my attention after talking to Ingrid. That meant that punishment became necessary.
Ingrid nodded, but I could tell that my sudden explosion of need that looked a lot like anger cowed her too. That was okay with me as they already knew the person I was already grabbing the things that I wanted ready. It didn't take me long, and I released the chains as I didn't want her to make a mess of my tables. Hillary had done a fantastic job of not already peeing herself with what amounted was a straw hallway to her bladder in her urethra.
I smiled as I turned to face her, my smile large as I made strides over to her, and I could see her hesitation as Ingrid was right behind her. Ingrid had guided her, but I knew that as long as I ordered it, Hillary wanted to be where I pointed. The woman was a Masochist through and through, even though sometimes she didn't want to admit it to herself. I brought down the chains, and I smiled as I looked at her with a grin that promised so much.
Ingrid looked at me, and I handed her a shackle to place on her friend's heels. "One on each ankle slut," My voice came out cold, but I felt a deepening heat as Ingrid flushed but went about the orders I told her.
Four chains restricted the Baroness's limbs soon, and I could see the pleasure in being restrained as I brought her slightly up into the air as she hung on the chains that were attached to her wrists and ankles. Her arms went back a little, but her legs were spread. The woman's helplessness was complete, and I knew that she loved it as much as I did for two completely different reasons.
I stood in front of the woman, and I couldn't help but smile as I looked at the chastity belt that was a nice look around her waist. "Do you need to go to the bathroom, Hillary?" I asked in the silence that had enveloped the room after my last order to Ingrid.
"Yes, Mistress," Hillary stated. Hillary could no longer bring her thighs together, but I could see the distress in her expression, and I could help but lose the cool look I thought I had and smiled.
"Then let us get you out of that belt," I told her, and I could see the wariness and the excitement in her expression as I said that. Hillary looked lost on what to say or if she should say something as I turned to Ingrid. "Help me out," I told her, and I pulled my key for Hillary out, and I unlocked it. My fingers released her, and Ingrid took the wet belt off her friend.
With the release of the belt, I could see her increased urgency as there was only the little sounding device left inside her. I pressed my face up against hers, my hair tickling her slightly as I pressed my face to hers. "You are about to have so much pain and pleasure, Hillary. Please, Don't break. I don't want to break you right now," I told her, my voice filled with excitement as my pussy dripped in my leather hot pants. It was uncomfortable, but I didn't mind as I looked at Hillary's expression, and Ingrid's mirrored the partial horror they felt as I told her that.
"Mistress, Please, Mercy?" Hillary asked, and I shook my head with a smile.
"Why would I do that?" I asked her with my face only inches from her face. "You look so delicious hanging in the air for me. I will have to enjoy you thoroughly."
I chuckled, and I reached out and grabbed a gag. Hillary's eyes widened even more, and I couldn't help but increase that distress as I placed the gag in her mouth. As I gagged her, I looked over to Ingrid, who looked horrified at what was happening to her friend and slightly jealous. More was there, and my eyes landing on her made her freeze, but I took in her expression. I knew that she was also trying to make herself look small as I continued with the punishment on her friend.
I grinned at her, and I pointed to my cart with a metal bit ready for insertion into two females. "Your about to have some fun with your friend, Ingrid," I told her, "Get ready," I said, no longer looking at Ingrid, now turning my attention to Hillary, who was helpless in the chains. "Oh, I am going to let loose a little, Hillary. You are going to both dread and hate this so much," I said, and I squatted easily down. Her cunt was in my face now, and the little metal bit in her urethra was still there even after I took off the Chastity belt. It was separated from it, and I could almost see the muscles working around it as Hillary desperately tried to stop herself from urinating over the room.
I pressed my finger against it, and I heard a noise behind the gag from Hillary as I did so. I brought my other fingers up into her dripping pussy and pushed into the tight canal, and I could understand that she was moaning under that gag. Her thighs tried to tighten up, and as my fingers went in, pleasure flowed into Hillary. I couldn't help the grin as I teased that helpless pussy that could not resist as it desperately needed release.
I stopped teasing her urethra, and the hand reached out and took a rod that I needed. I heard a muffled exclamation as I grabbed it. I didn't care about what Hillary wanted or was scared of. This was about me, and I couldn't wait to hear her muffled screams of pleasure and pain. The extra account of humiliation would be the spice to that pleasure as her friend watched her.
A rod spun on my finger as I moved my fingers agile, and I pulled my fingers out of her vaginal canal. My fingers then gripped the edges of it, and I grinned as I pulled out the metal in her urethra. Her scream into the gag resounded, and I heard a slight moan from a different direction, and I couldn't help but turn to look at the source.
It was Ingrid, and she now had a Silver metal cock coming to form her pussy. I saw it, and I smiled, and I pointed her to move behind Hillary as I turned back to the chained toy ready for me. I twirled the rod before pushing the lips apart, found the twitching hole, and pressed the rod to the entrance. Muffled cries sounded above me, and I grinned as I plugged the hole ever so slightly. I pushed in, and the muffled screams above me grew. I couldn't help but feel the pleasure that I felt dominating this woman so thoroughly, and I pressed into that full bladder.
"MMMMMMMMFFFFFFPH!" Hillary cried into her gag, trying to make her Mistress hear her voice. Her Mistress didn't care, though, as she began to fuck the hole that was never made to be penetrated as urine started to swirl in her bladder without anywhere to go. I grinned as she cried for me to listen, and my hand flashed back over to the cart and picked up a toy. I pushed the toy in with a press of an enchament, starting it buzzing. Her legs tried to move as I pushed the toy in with my finger hook around it. Her tight pussy gripped my finger tightly as I pushed it against the vaginal wall near her bladder.
The vibrations poured through her into her bladder, and with the slow movement of the sounding rod going in and out of her tight pussy, her screams into the gag reached a maximum. Her body strained, and I looked at Ingrid. "Fuck that ass, Slut," I ordered over the sounds of Hillary's muffled screams.
"Yes, Mistress," I heard from Ingrid, and I watched from between her legs Ingrid position herself. I couldn't see her expression, but I had something else planned for Ingrid later. I was reveling now, though, in Hillary. I pushed in and out of her urethra as I harshly pressed the vibrator inside her against her bladder. A sudden insertion pushed into her ass, and I heard a fresh louder scream into the gag, and her body started to twitch harshly. Her pelvis thrust as far as it could while I fucked her little Pee hole, and I moved with her as she tried to thrust again and again. Her cries were muffled as her pussy spasmed from a rolling orgasm that continued as I pressed against her, and I smirked as I brought it to the next level. I pushed the sounding rod all the way into her bladder, and then I slowly brought it out and retrieved both hands.
I left the vibrator inside her, and the sudden void of the sounding rod from her urethra took a second. I stepped back and to the side as her friend thrust her hips into her ass, but I bet she hardly noticed as I came up to her. I pressed my body off to the side as her bladder started to empty all over the floor as rapidly as her body could. Her body twitched, and with one hand, I pressed her head into the nook of my neck. The other wasn't doing something so nice as that as it came down hard on her clit.
I slapped it again and again as piss rolled out from her bladder. Pain spiked as I slapped her exposed clit repeatedly as she screamed into the nook of my neck as pain and pleasure of finally releasing her bladder hit her all at once. Orgasms rolled through her again and again as I slapped that pussy, and her body twitched in a dance that had its very own music, and her screams took me to the edge, and for the first time in a long time, I came without ever touching my pussy.
My pants were wet as I knew I squirted inside my panties, and I couldn't help the smile of both relief and pleasure I felt as her screams turned into tired moans as her body continued to twitch as the stream of urine came to a stop. I slapped her clit one more time, and Ingrid came to a halt as Hillary continued to twitch, and the only sounds in the room were a faint buzz from her pussy and her harsh breathing through the gag with the slight clink of chains as her body twitched in those restraints.
I turned to Ingrid, who had stopped fucking her friend's ass, and I smiled.
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Announcement:
So I got really sick this week and it took me out for a number of days. I need to catch up on chapters again and so next week I will be only posting on those I caught up on. Sorry about this.
P.S. I am finally starting to feel better but I was down almost all week.