Yeah, I bet you needed it. Lara rarely knew how a night at the Manoir would turn out. Sometimes, she came in with whips blazing, pushing both her spouse and mistress around to cuckold them both. Other times, she begged for Kennedy to fuck both her and Grace as if they were nothing to her. Once in a blue moon, they both took Grace at the same time – and once, when Kennedy was one of the most relaxed Lara had ever seen her, she let Lara fuck her ass in front of someone else. It’s a good thing we pay this woman to be silent. Not that half the kink scene didn’t know the Anderssens took it in all their holes from each other, but still…
“You keep her around because you like her, Bunny.” Kennedy kissed her wife’s throat. “I picked her out with only you in mind.”
True. Kennedy had her fill of the mistress first, months ago. It had been a kink of theirs for some time, and when the Manoir opened, it seemed like the perfect time to fulfill the fantasy. When the announcement came that Monique was hosting an opening weekend for prospective patrons to get to know the ladies, Lara practically demanded that her spouse go up and tryone out. It was one of the only times they had sex with others separately.
Lara was not surprised when she met Grace. She was everything she liked in a submissive woman. In fact, she was informed by multiple sources that Grace was a natural submissive, whereas others at the Manoir preferred to dominate. Lara didn’t need that competition. If she were getting a mistress with her spouse, then that young woman’s job was to be theirtoy.
Young, perky, obedient, and willing to take whatever they threw at her. If Lara wasn’t careful, Grace would end up falling in love with them both. Bad enough they had rented her for the weekend more than once to keep her chained up in their bedroom, ready to serve either one of them whenever they wanted.Those were wild weekends.
Now, however, she only had one thing in mind.
“What do you think, baby? Is she pretty enough?”
The growl vibrating against her skin was so animalistic that she nearly feared Kennedy turning her over on the couch and fucking her right there.That’s not allowed in here, Kenny.We need to go upstairs.“You both are,” Kennedy said.
“I’m talking about her, though.” Lara gestured to the breasts on display before them. “Do you want to suck those tits? Don’t think I’d mind seeing you slobber all over them.”
Grace sucked in her breath, which only made her breasts more prominent.
“Or maybe I’ll do it first. Push this girl over and come all over her skin. Would you like to see that?”
“I want to see whatever you want, dearest.”
“Hmph.” Lara shook her off and stood. “Cover yourself up, Kitty,” she said to Grace. “Before you make my wife pop.”
“I would never.”
“You would,” Lara snapped. “I wouldn’t hold it against you. Just save a round for me.”
Grace pulled her bust up and led her patrons from the Receiving Room. The staircase was only a few feet away, and by the time they reached the second floor, Kennedy already had her arm completely around Lara’s torso.
“Show at ten,” she muttered, nodding toward an open door.
She wasn’t kidding. There, on full display, was another young woman tied up in her bed, a femme in a black mask smacking a crop against her pussy and forcing orgasms out of her. Did she pay extra to keep the door open? A woman after Lara’s exhibitionist heart.
Grace waited outside her room, smiling as she unlocked the door. “For you two, I’ll leave the door open for no extra charge.”
“That’s right, sweetie,” Lara said, putting her hand on Grace’s shoulder and teasing her cheek with hot breath. Feeling this woman, who couldn’t be more than fifteen years her junior, shudder beneath her stature made Lara crazier. “You don’t charge us for lots of shit you should. I bet your madam loves that.”
Grace held a finger to her lips. “What Madam Monique doesn’t know…”
“Don’t be coy, Kitten.” Kennedy helped herself into the bedroom. “We know there are cameras in here. Why do you think my wife always gets fucked in the same spot?” She stopped in front of Grace’s king-sized bed. “She wants to make sure the cameras capture her best angle.”
“It’s true. In another life, I would’ve been a porn star.” Probably.
The door was closed behind them. The moment it latched, Lara drew Grace into her arms and kissed her pretty lips.
“That didn’t take long,” Kennedy said, sitting on the edge of the bed. She removed her jacket and tossed it onto the nearest bench. “You have a good appetite tonight, Wife.”
Lara let her lips linger on Grace’s before shoving her back. “I bet you’d like to watch me with her, huh?” She yanked one of the dress straps down Grace’s arm, a hint of those nipples – hard, this time – coming into view.
“I don’t mind watching you fuck almost anyone.”
That was a lie. They joked that Kennedy was omnisexual, but she still got her rocks off hardest over two women going at it. She may have picked out Grace because she knew her wife would like her, but it wasn’t like Kennedy didn’t like her, either. She often dropped hints that she liked watching them have fun together.At least I know what to get her for her birthday. Earlier that year, she treated her wife to a full sapphic Dom/sub show, complete with a strap-on in every hole it could go. Grace earned her session bonus ten times that night.
“At least our kitty is hot.” Lara finished undressing their mistress, not surprised to find no underwear on her. When the dress dropped to the floor, Grace was completely naked, her flat stomach the envy of anyone in the room.It just makes me want to fuck her harder.
Lara had other plans.
