"Such good kittens." Asher smiled down at Deirdre and Lily and tapped Lily's back with the cane. "Why don't you show off how you like to please each other?"
They went to each other instantly, greedily, and he smiled. Asher had chosen the two of them because they were both well-adjusted submissives who knew his rules and didn't want anything more than a night of fun at a time.
They were perfect for his game, and neither of them were anything like Pet. Lily was a red-headed masochist who had a lot of passion... and none of Pet's insane bullshit.
Deirdre was a submissive wildcat with low inhibitions... without being close to Pet's level of impulsivity and rash behavior.
She wouldn't have agreed to six days of punishment from Asher, on the first day meeting him, without once stopping to ask about safewords. And Pet still hadn't thought to ask for them.
Asher acted like he was ignoring Jezebel, but he couldn't think of much else besides her. No one else could make Asher feel this tall, this insanely dominant. No one else could send this rush of power pulsing through his veins.
Asher could see everything in Lily and Deirdre, and he could see it clearer than ever because Pet was there. Asher noticed the way Deirdre closed the kiss first, and Lily arched, the more submissive of the two.
Asher noticed the way Lily shivered and tentatively pressed her fingers to Deirdre's thong, who moaned in desire.
Asher noticed the way Deirdre bit her playmate's lip with such fierceness that it was pornographic, and that was just her kiss.
And even with all of that, from the corner of his eye, he knew when Pet was ready for some more stimulation and started the controls for her toys, smiling when she arched on the cross, watching.
God, she was hot, so hot in her desire at seeing his display.
Asher stroked the cane for Lily, who was more the masochist, and striped the whip on Deirdre, who lifted with a cry of dark delight.
"You can do better than that, both of you. Let's see, don't you want to straddle Lily's face, Deirdre, and eat her pussy?"
Deirdre moaned and forced Lily to the ground while looking up at Asher. "Oh yes, Master. That's a good idea."
Asher gave her another lick with the whip, having to keep control of his cock where he wore the cage again.
With it came more of his overall control. God, this was all because of Jezebel, if he could only get her to see that she belonged at his knees. "That's not how kittens talk, Deirdre."
She looked up at Asher, and her eyes were fiery with heat, alive with desire. "Meow," she whispered.
"Good girl," he answered with a reproving smile, turning off Pet's toys. Asher paced around the both of them, striping Deirdre's ass and teasing Lily with the cane on her thighs so that she moaned.
Asher laughed when he saw her lick up to Deirdre's asshole and striped the cane against the inside of her thighs at an angle so that she squealed.
"Bad Lily. I didn't say to rim her asshole yet. Be a good kitten for me, and wait your turn for that. You know how much she likes it and that neither of you can cum yet, but since you like teasing so much..."
Asher went to get a double ended dildo and brought it back for Deirdre to take. "Fuck Lily open with this, little kitten."
Her eyes were glazed and she groaned at the command to torture her playmate, knowing that the dildo would only make Lily hotter when she ate Deirdre.
As one grew more aroused, the other would suffer with her, and he would have them use each other to torturous levels of arousal while Pet watched.
Because Pet took her orgasms from Asher readily while he was in chastity.
And he wanted her to feel the depravity in that.
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The lessons he wanted to teach Jezebel turned more and more obvious with every command he gave the two girls at his feet. At his instruction, Deirdre and Lily tormented each other with the double-ended dildo he had gotten them.
And all the while, the toys inside of her vibrated on and off so that she suffered too. They never even asked to orgasm, didn't have one without permission either, and she knew it was because he had taught them to only do so on his command.
Hot, that they knew they weren't even supposed to ask. Even hotter, that they readily obeyed every task of pleasure that he gave them.
And the third time he turned the toys on, they were on long enough for her to orgasm around them, and she couldn't stop it.
And again Jezebel felt that strange jealousy, that they had the rules and the training to follow them and she didn't. This was nothing like what she was expecting from her emotions.
But still, she didn't speak or beg, though she wanted to so badly. And he didn't look at her, which was arousing as well.
Because the submission he had instilled in her was remaining with her. Jezebel didn't know how that worked, but even without his attention and his gaze, she was somehow calmly adrift in subspace.
"Good little kittens." Asher paced them like a twisted lion tamer, with the whip and the cane.
"Now that you've teased each other with your toy, why don't you both use it together? Lay back and spread your legs together. You know what to do."
And they did. They splayed themselves open and faced each other, moving close together. Deirdre placed the dildo inside of her pussy first, stuffing it, and she was so wet that Jezebel could hear her from the cross.
Lily seemed to be the more submissive of the two because she waited for Deirdre's gesture before she moved closer and took the other end of the toy.
Her head fell back when she filled herself with it, and Deirdre mewled when the motion pulled the other end from her sex.
Together, they worked it back and forth, looking up at Master when he cooed above them.
"Good girls. Work it nice and quick together while I mark your tits."
Asher alternated between them, cruelly flicking the cane on Lily's tits first, so that she squealed, and then he went to Deirdre with the whip so that Lily had to wait her turn for more pain.
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