Losing @ Poker 6

With a week to go of my time being under Chris' control and being joined by Fiona in a similar position for the final week. Having just given Fiona a wonderful outdoor fuck Chris had left us alone while he stopped for a pint.

"What should we do now?" she asked.

"Perhaps it would please sir if we wrote his words on you."

"Yes, he would either like it or punish us for being cheeky. Win - win."

So I got the lipstick while Fi got undressed. I wrote WHORE above her tits, CUNT under them and FUCK ME under her belly button. Standing back I admired my handiwork and her lovely body of course.

We heard Chris' key in the door so quickly got on our knees with our arms behind our backs and tits poked out. "How lovely having my girls open and waiting for me." We both opened our legs a bit wider.

"On your hands and knees, my little sluts, crawl to the stairs." We crawled towards the stairs. "You will go up the stairs slowly, you will keep going side by side. On one you will raise your outside knee on two your inside."

What the fuck there is not a lot of room for us to go up the stairs. "One," he said and I lifted my right leg and Fiona her left. "Two". We moved again. He continued until we were on the fourth step.

"Beautiful, sluts, your cunts are gorgeous from this angle." I felt a finger enter my cunt which I must admit was wet. "You are such wanton sluts, sloppy cunts, you love showing off."

Why am I so fucking turned on being demeaned in such a way? I don't know and it sounds like Fiona was the same. "You should have put lipstick on your cunts, make them more pronounced. Do they do luminous lipstick? One that glows in the dark? It would be fun watching luminous cunts crawling around in the dark."

"One." We set off again, fingers in me most of the way. When we reached the bedroom door. "Sit up and beg," he ordered. What the fuck I'm not a dog; I knelt up and put my hands in front of me as if I was. He had removed his pants. Boxers and shoes. Not bothering with his socks.

He went into the bedroom, returning with a collar and leash. "I bought this for slut but she has preempted me and bought her own. Fiona you have been such a good girl you may choose to wear it."

"Thank you sir," she replied. Chris handed the collar to her and she fastened it around her neck.

"You will now be called slag for the rest of the week. Come with me to the window." The window was big, it went the full width of the room. The three of us stood there looking out. Anybody looking would see two topless girls and a clothed man between them. Nobody was looking.

"Slag go and get your highest heels." Fi ran off. "Slut pick up your phone and take yourself outside and stand by that bush so we can see you."

"But sir I've got nothing on," I protested.

"I have noticed that, now do as you're told." I scurried out, picked up my phone and ran to the bush which protected me from prying eyes on the street obviously not from the window. Chris, who looked fully dressed, was there watching me.

He moved away and when he returned Fiona was with him wearing a large feather mask over her eyes. She giggled when she saw me cowering in the bushes. I laughed when I saw her in full view topless. From where I was crouched down she was topless, from upright people in the road I think her cunt would be on display; that's why he wanted her in heels.

My phone rang; a facetime message from Fiona, fuck, what now? " Hello slut. Hope you are enjoying the view. I am debating whether to fuck slag's arsehole or not. I must admit when she has such a tight, luscious cunt why should I bother with her arsehole?"

He put the phone on the windowsill so that I was looking up at Fi's tits and face. I could see the words WHORE and CUNT above and below her tits. My feather mask that she was wearing looked so sexy, she had a big smile.

"Don't just squat there, play with your cunt. You can't come in until you have climaxed, so get on with it." Oh hell, I've to wank myself off while I watch Fi getting fucked in life and on screen while being watched playing with myself. My nipples were rigid and my cunt was drenched.

I was looking at my phone when I saw Fi's eyes suddenly shoot open wide. I looked up at the window and there was Chris still in his shirt and tie standing behind Fi and fucking her. Her lovely tits started swinging. She was looking down at the phone watching me and I thought to avoid looking for any passers by.

"Don't stop, slut. Get on your back with your legs spread and get finger fucking your cunt." Shit I had become too engrossed in what was happening in the window. I lay back on the ground, a bit painful which just added to the excitement.

"Yes, fuck me, yes fuck, fuck yes." cried Fi. The windows were open so the whole street could hear. Any passers by would hear and look up. I tried to make myself as small as possible. It was the first time I'd really seen Fi's orgasm face. I climaxed.

"Can I come in now sir?" I asked.

"Yes, on your hands and knees," he said. Shit; on the good side there was less chance of being seen but I was going to have to crawl over some gravel which would ruin my stockings as well as my knees.

When I had crawled up the stairs and into the bedroom Fiona was on her knees with Chris' cock in her mouth. "Ah slut come and join us," he laughed. I tried to bully my way in to lick his balls.

****

In the morning Chris was up early as he was working, Fiona and I were off, "You are best friends so you should be close today, get out of bed and stand facing each other." He connected our collars with a short chain so that our noses were almost touching.

Next he fastened our wrists to each other. Her left to my right and my left to her right. "Well my lovely whores you are going to have a wonderful lazy day together; you will have little to do but be close. Oh, change the bed, wash the sheets and put them to dry on the line. It's such a nice day. Bye girls." He said kissing us both and with a hard slap on our arses he left.

"Fuck me," I said. What else was there to say? Well actually quite a lot.

"Fuck me too! When I signed up for this I certainly didn't expect to be tied to you."

"Is that so bad?" I asked.

"We'll find out soon I need a pee." Embarrassing, humiliating, degrading but painless. That's what it is like peeing in front of your best friend. Not just in front of but at close quarters, her hand close to my pussy when I wiped it and vice versa. I think we got through it by giggling.

We learnt to walk or perhaps perambulate by almost sidestepping; with shoulders pressed together on one side and apart on the other so we walked half crabwise. Like couples doing a promenade on Strictly. A noticeable side effect of this was one each of our tits rubbed together.

Our first job was to strip the bed, a laborious process the way we were fastened. And getting pillows out of the pillow cases and getting them in again is not easy also not easy is going down stairs.

On an uncomfortable day, pegging the washing out was the worst experience. A naked black girl and white girl in tandem in full view of six other houses could not be missed by anyone who looked. There was no way to sit comfortably so after lunch we decided to lay down on the bed.

When you are lying down in our situation your hands are at cunt level, particularly the lower ones. We were of course looking directly at each other. Fiona had a big smile as I felt a finger enter me, easily as the whole thing had turned me on.

I leant forward and kissed her, bent my knee and lifted my leg to make easier access. I reached out but could not reach so with Fi's co-operation I used my top hand to reach her waiting cunt.

Our tits were rubbing together, we were kissing passionately and everything she did to my cunt I did to hers. What the fucks going on? Neither of us are lesbians, we both like men too much. I'd love to have her tongue in my cunt and on my clit. I'd love to do the same to her. Oh fuck.

"Wwwwwwhhhhaaaaaa," she yelled. She is not one for quiet sex. She worked her fingers faster in my clit and I was squealing but in fewer decibels. In even fewer decibels a phone beeped with a message, fortunately it was after the cacophony we had been making.

It was a message from Chris; 'Keys in top drawer of my desk, go over all writing with the sharpie, including the lipstick. Shower and put makeup on each other, the one who does the best job will be rewarded.'

That brought us down to earth. Fiona started giggling which was contagious. She lifted our arms above our heads, rolled on top of me and kissed me through the giggles. "Well my little lesbian best friend, where do we go from here?"

"To the top drawer of his desk so that when we are free we can have the best sixty nine. This will stop us talking for a while, after orgasms we can talk," I said.

"Yes, yes, yes," she said, dragging me up. We did our promenade into the study where Fiona unfastened firstly the chain holding our collars together, leaving it dangling from my collar. She unfastened the cuffs on her wrists leaving them on me.

With a big smile she picked up the chain on my collar and led me back into the bedroom. "You are going to lick my cunt, use your finger in me and have your tongue playing my clit. If you're good I may lick yours," she said lying back and pulling me down.

I was sideways on to her but perfectly level with her cunt. I maneuvered myself so my nether regions were near to her mouth. She lifted me across her which I hope put my cunt over her mouth.

I was looking down at her wonderful cunt; the glittering, moist, pink inner cunt contrasting beautifully with her black vulva and skin. The smell was glorious as was the taste. I licked up as much moisture as I could before concentrating on her clit. With two fingers inside her, the handcuff rattling and my tongue circling her clit she was soon wailing. I went at her even faster, feeling her hot breath on my cunt.

Her legs came up and gripped my head, his head came up and she gently bit my clit. I was already on the brink so I climaxed very quickly. She rolled me over, swung round and took my hands and locked me to the foot of the bed with the handcuffs.

"Hey, what are you doing?" I enquired, not too worried.

"You suggested that we talk once we did not have a full mouth. You know I usually like to be in control, I thought this would be fun. Now what did you want to talk about?" She was grinning and playing with my pussy which was still on a high from her previous ministrations.

"I can't think while you are doing that," I said.

"You want me to stop?"

"Nooooooooooooooo," was my only reply as another climax hit.

I'm not a lesbian. I don't think you are. But I love this. I love what you do to me. I love hard bodies and cock." If she would just stop for a minute I would be able to think more clearly.

Fiona burst out laughing. "I am not a lesbian I like hard bodies and a hard cock. Sex with a woman, well you being the only woman I have had sex with is great. You know what a woman likes, so let's have occasional sex together and whatever Chris wants this week."

"Yes, that sounds good, fantastic but for now could you release me and stop playing with my sore and tender cunt?" I asked. "Please,"

"Okay then," she said. Taking her fingers out of my cunt and into my mouth.

When I was released I grabbed her hair, pulled her to me and kissed her. Holding hands we walked out into the garden and danced about naked as we brought the washing in.

"Shower, together and then we will do the writing," I suggested. That is what we did. We washed each other taking great care as both of us had areas of discomfort, a posh way of saying my cunt was very sore and tender.

After we had dried ourselves we took turns with my hairdryer. ""Do you think he will want the same writing or something new and original?" Fiona asked.

"Do you want anal?"

"I think so, I've never tried it. Apart from the plug I have never had anything stuck up my bum. He was gentle with you and allowed you to control it so I would like to give it a go."

"In that case I will write 'Please fuck the tradesman's entrance'," that is what I did in large block capitals from under her tits to her lower stomach. I then had a thought and wrote in smaller capitals above and on her tits 'front entrance out of action due to overuse.'

She was completed with; tradesman's entrance and an arrow on her back. This was all done in red permanent marker. Which gave me another idea, with the red pen I drew a circle around her cunt and coloured in the top and bottom of it and with a white marker filled in the centre stripe - a NO ENTRY sign.

She just went over the faint writing on me also inviting anal. "If you want anal we had better put the butt plug in before we finish getting ready," I said.

It was then we received a text from Chris; 'dress sensibly, we are going out.' our definition of sensibly and his were probably two different things.

"Does having a plug up your arse count as sensible?" Fiona asked.

"As long as nobody can see I think it is okay," I replied.

And so we got ready, Fi in a skirt and blouse, me in a dress. We both wore knickers and bras, sensible shoes and our knees were covered.

Chris did not come into the house, he told us to get in his car and took us to Tescos! (other supermarkets are available). Taking us to the cafe he told us to get three coffees and left us.

He returned with a carrier bag and sat down. "Take your knickers off," he said in such a way as if he was asking how our coffee was. It took me a few seconds to realise what he said.

I looked at Fi and she looked at me, we looked around. There were not many people in the cafe. Fuck! This could be the most humiliating thing yet. My nipples poked out automatically.

What the hell, I put my hands up my dress and grabbed my knickers, as I wiggled pulling them down. Chris said: "Put them on the table." I did so, a few seconds later Fiona did likewise. He picked mine up and sniffed them before putting them in his bag.

I was blushing and I think Fi was although not so easy to tell. He sniffed her knickers and put them in his bag. "There girls, that was easy wasn't it?"

No it fucking wasn't and the woman sitting opposite me was looking down her nose. I smiled at her and opened my legs to give her a flash. She tutted and looked away. I giggled much to the surprise of my friends.

"Good girls we will go home and I will fuck your brains out. I'm not sure that the opposite woman heard him but by her look I suspect she did. I looked at her and I felt that she wished she were on the receiving end of a good fucking.

In the car we had to lift our skirts so that we were on show. I sat at the front with Chris' hand often straying to my cunt as we drove along, Fiona was made to sit in the centre of the back seat with her legs open and the rear view mirror redirected to give a good view of hers.

When we arrived home we were made to strip and Chris made a point of inspecting and reading our words of wisdom. "Bend over," he told Fi and she did. Swapping the butt plug for his finger he handed it to me.

"No!" said Fiona. "I don't want to, I've changed my mind. Please leave my arse alone." She stood upright.

"Okay." said Chris. "You have a wonderful mouth, a gorgeous warm, wet cunt so why should I bother with your arsehole? You know what Meat Loaf said ; Two out of three ain't bad. I am however going to have to break the rules and go past that rather smudged no entry sign."

"Yes please," she said bending over again and holding her pussy lips open. He had no trouble at all ignoring the sign and ramming into her tender cunt. He held her hips and continued going as hard as he could. Fiona was crying and shouting partly in pain but mostly in pleasure.

She climaxed with her usual ten decibel scream. Chris pulled out and started wanking his cock until he quickly splattered all over my face, He pushed his cock into my mouth, almost making me gag and I sucked and licked it clean of his cum and Fi's juice.

Lay on the couch," he directed me. "Straddle her and lick her face clean," he directed Fiona. While Fi was doing this he disappeared and when he returned I found out why as a vibrator was soon toying with my clit.

Judging by Fi's reaction when it was not on me it was on her. "Girls I have news, I have to go away for the rest of the week and will not be back until early Saturday morning. I will send instructions by text and maybe facetime if you are good."

As a farewell he put me over his knee and spanked me while Fi held the vibrator to my clit. He then reversed the process spanking Fi while I held the vibrator,

In bed he fucked missionary and had Fi suck him clean. His final instruction was that we were to make no concerted attempt to wash off our words of wisdom.