For a moment Miss White hesitated. She wanted a taste of that yummy little cunt right now, and she had been so close; her flared nostrils were filled with Angel’s salty, fishy musk. But something told her that the wait would be worthwhile. This was Monika’s home after all, and Miss White decided to let Monika run the show — at least for now.
Monika led Miss White and Angel upstairs, followed by Annie and Jodie, who trailed along behind unsure if they had a part in this, but not knowing what else to do. In the master bedroom Monika told Annie to start a fire while she led Angel over to the bed.
There was a bottle of cognac on the mantlepiece along with a couple of snifters, and Miss White helped herself to a generous pour, sinking back into the shadows as Monika stripped Angel naked. Jodie sidled up beside her and Miss White slid an arm around the younger woman, feeling deliciously voyeuristic as they watched Annie bring her mistress restraints, nipple clamps, and a ballgag.
A few minutes later Angel was face-down on the bed, wrists and ankles securely bound, ass once again in the air. It was a delectable sight, and before things went any further Monika made sure to document it in pictures; she might want to paint it later.
There was a large leather case sitting by the bed, and Monika now opened it to reveal a wide variety of instruments of punishment. She gave first choice to Miss White, who spent some time admiring the selection of whips, paddles, canes, and crops before finally opting for the gentlest flogger in the case. She had no bone to pick with Angel, and no desire to damage that perfect ass.
Monika, for her part, chose a slapper with a tiny head that she knew from experience would sting but not mark. This wasn’t really about punishing Angel; it was about whipping her up into a fever pitch.
Miss White took the first turn, bringing the flogger down on Angel’s cheeks, then dragging it down across her perineum and inner thighs. This was more of a caress than a blow, and was quickly counterpointed by the harsh “thwack” of Monika’s slapper lashing out and pulling back faster than the eye could see.
Angel moaned into her gag and her rump shook in a way that everyone in the room found quite pleasing. Annie and Jodie stood their arms around each other, whispering and giggling as their mistresses spanked the bound girl.
Now Miss White brought the flogger down again, even softer than before, making sure that one strand dragged across Angel’s pussy. Monika gestured for her to continue and she did, taking up a slow but steady rhythm as she flogged Angel’s ass, thighs, belly, and crotch. Then every so often, at some random time in some random place, Monika’s slapper would strike out like a snake and land a firm, echoing blow.
Annie was now standing behind Jodie, her arms wrapped around to cup Jodie’s breasts as Jodie rubbed her ass against Annie’s pelvis. Everyone in the room was getting hot and bothered, but no one so much as Angel, who now had visible rivulets of girl juice running down her thighs.
Seeing this, Miss White suddenly couldn’t wait a second longer. Handing her flogger to Jodie, she wriggled underneath and began to lick the nectar from Angel’s soft brown flesh. This was a very undignified position for her to be in but she didn’t care anymore; when she had cleaned all the sticky liquid off Angel’s thighs, she went to the source for more, stabbing her tongue forcefully inside. Primed as she was, Angel came almost instantly, trembling violently and moaning into her gag.
Jodie had been standing there with the flogger in her hand, unsure what to do, but finally decided that she needed to do *something.* So she resumed gently flogging Angel’s rump, trying to avoid inadvertently hitting Miss White. Monika, meanwhile, had followed suit by handing her slapper over to Annie. A similar dynamic to the previous one emerged, with Jodie gentle and steady as Annie wielded her weapon unpredictably and with relish.
Monika poured herself a spot of brandy and sat down to watch for a while. The scene before her was an inspiring one: The bound Angel’s rump wiggling as Miss White tongue-fucked her, Jodie and Angel standing over them with spanking tools. She would have liked to take a picture, but that would have been rude to her guests; so instead she focused on fixing the image in her mind.
Miss White considered herself a connoisseur of pussy and Angel’s was one of the most delicious she’d ever tasted. She felt like she could never get enough, but after making Angel come half a dozen times her tongue was beginning to tire, and so finally she extricated herself and stood up. She wanted to share the wonderful taste with Jodie, so she gave the younger woman a big, open-mouthed kiss.
The passionate kiss combined with the powerful taste made Jodie a little lightheaded; she sat down on the edge of the bed and for a moment it was quiet and still in the room. Then Monika broke the silence by telling Annie to go fetch her strap-on. That sounded like a good idea to Miss White, so after giving Jodie a few seconds to recover, she gave a similar instruction.
Pouring herself a small brandy, Miss White swirled the brown liquid around in the glass, then held it up to Monika for a toast. It had been quite a full night already, but she felt energized and ready for more.
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