Pulling the wand from under her as she neared her orgasm. I leaned over her sputtering, frustrated face and placed it against Goldie’s pussy.
My pretty little hippie watched me with wide, submissive eyes, like a good girl, as I memorized Rhea’s body. And there wasn’t a speck of jealousy there. Not a moment ofpick-meenergy or distraction. She simply did what I told her to do because it was what I wanted.
“You’re good at this.” I praised Goldie, pushing my thigh back between Rhea’s as I turned the wand up and rubbed it over Goldie’s clit. “You’re good at following my instructions.”
Goldie beamed up at me, leaning her head back against the pillows as she moaned softly when I found the perfect amount of pressure with the wand. “Thank you, sir.”
Rhea cursed in indignation but let a moan slip from her lips when she rocked against my thigh. It wasn’t the wand she wanted, the one I was currently using on her girlfriend’s pussy, but it still felt good for her.
I stayed kneeling over her, letting her ride my thigh as best she could from her restrained position as I gave Goldie most of my attention.
“Do you want to come?” I asked out loud, and though I didn’t say who I was asking, I stared only at Goldie.
From my position above her, I could nearly hear Rhea’s molars creaking from where she clenched them so tight to keep from answering. She wasn’t ready to submit to me, not like that, but that was okay. I had time.
“Yes, sir, I do.” Goldie purred, blue eyes locked on mine, even as Rhea squirmed between us.
“Then come for me,” I urged, rubbing the wand head over her clit how she liked and was rewarded when she tipped her head back and let out that sweet little noise she made right before a powerful orgasm wracked her slim body. “That’s it, just like I told you to do.”
“Mmh,” she panted, chest rising and falling in a rush as she opened her eyes with a tender smile on her face, “Thank you, sir.”
“I hate you.” Rhea growled, tilting her neck so she could look up at me.
“No, you don’t,” I took the wand from Goldie and pushed it back under Rhea’s hips until she was grinding all over it again, desperate to come. “You should start being nice to me, it will get you what you want.”
“Fuck,” She moaned, biting her lip before blinking up at me again, “But it won’t be what you want.”
And that, ladies and gentlemen, was how I knew Rhea was my fucking equal. Because she was right, I didn’t want her obedience if she was just going to give it to me. I wanted to earn it.
I wanted her to lose it to me.
I wanted her to give in to me.
Goldie was different, her submission was a prize, warm and perfect and given so openly and freely—that was the high I got off it. Her trust in me.
But with Rhea, I had to earn her trust in order to get her to give me her submission. I had to prove that even when I dominated her, I wouldn’t hurt her.
Mentally and emotionally, at least.
Physically wasn’t promised.
And to prove that, I used my free hand to lay a sharp crack across her arched ass, where she lifted it to grind on the toy, leaving her in the perfect position to take the spank.
“Tanner!” She screamed in outrage, shimmying away from it as I gave her another. “Stop it!”
Goldie covered her lips with her fingertips, watching us, fire in her eyes and mischief on her mind. But she didn’t interjectherself. She didn’t close her legs either. Because she was a damn good girl.
And Rhea wanted that as well.
Laying a third spank across her ass, the tanned skin bloomed red and my palm stung, her scream echoed off the walls around us as I lifted her hips back up into the air and pushed my cock straight into her pussy without warning. Her cry of outrage from my palm morphed into a guttural moan of pleasure as I filled her up, thrusting hard.
I fought the urge to come from that first thrust alone as I started fucking her, holding her head back so she had to stare up at the ceiling as I slammed into her. But I couldn’t end it here.
Not yet.
Instead, I thrust into her hard enough to make her scream and beg for more, inching her up the bed with each savage slam of my hips.
“Stick your tongue out, Hotshot.” I ordered, and she did, sticking it out as far as she could go, just barely a breath away from Goldie’s sweet, wet pussy. And with the next slam of my hips, both girls moaned as Rhea finally got the contact she wanted.
