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“I was good! So good, pleasepleaseplease—” You’re barely through the door, small carry-on case rolling out beside you, before Ellie is pawing at you, trying desperately to get your attention first. Her green eyes are wide, a needy look illuminating them and you feel yourself soften, reaching out to caress her face, when you realise she must have been waiting by the door for you to return like the puppy she is.
Across the room Abby is sitting with a book in hand, thumb holding the page as she sits up slightly straighter at your appearance. Your eyes flit back to Ellie, then to Abby again with the silent question clear in your gaze.
The blonde’s eyes drift between you, waiting for her honest — expecting, rather — answer, and Ellie, so overcome with neediness that she’s already nuzzling at your neck, hands roaming over your body above your clothes. She sucks at her teeth, sitting back against the sofa casually.
“She wasn’t, she tried to get me to let her out of it — our secret, she said” She says it with a casual sigh, like she doesn’t know Ellie’s gonna get her shit rocked for trying to go against your rules, but the grin that pulls against her lips as she bends down to slide her bookmark into her book and place it onto the coffee table gives her away.
“Uh, ever heard of snitches get stitches?” Ellie spits the words out slowly, glaring at the other woman instinctively.
“Not like I told her about how you said I could ride your face for as long as I wanted if you could ride my thigh for just five minutes, did I… Oh wait”
You roll your eyes at the two, why had you gotten two little shits as partners?
Beside you, you can feel the moment Ellie freezes with the realisation she’s fully been caught out, her attitude immediately halting but she doesn’t bother to try and play innocent. She’s long since figured out you won’t fall for her puppy dog eyes and pout.
“Way to rat me out, asshole”
“How else are you gonna learn, Ellie” Abby’s taunting voice wraps around the two of you like velvet as she walks over to the two of you, leaning over the smaller girl to press a kiss to your cheek to welcome you home and taking the case from your hand.
Your eyes roll, letting out a heavy sigh as you watch Abby retreat to your shared bedroom. Ellie’s still pouting, looking up at you with a glimmer of hope that you might forgive her attempts at escape.
“Puppy” You say sharply, a tone of disappointment heavily coating the words. You nudge your head towards the doorway at the end of the hall where the taller woman had gone into before looking back at Ellie, whose eyes have lit up slightly with hope. “Bedroom, naked… Well, naked as you can be”
It was times like these when Ellie cursed the day, very dramatically, she ever agreed to wear this cage and damned herself for enjoying the denial, the ownership, the deprivation it provided. Because she’s naked, tits perked up and aching for touch, so sensitive she has to sit on her own hands out of fear the slightest touch may have her coming untouched, and instead of releasing her from her chastity belt and finally giving her what she’s been craving, what she knows she doesn’t deserve, since you’d left on Tuesday night — you’ve got Abby’s thick thighs thrown over your shoulders as you eat her out in, quite possibly, the messiest (and sexiest) display Ellie think’s she’s ever seen.
And Abby? She lays between Ellie’s thighs, head falling back against the soft curve of the smaller girl's shoulder, hands gripping the lean muscle there as she moans and writhes from the assault on her pussy. She can’t prove it, but she knows Abby lay down on her like that on purpose just to wind Ellie up more. Abby’s panting, biting down hard on her bottom lip to try and stop from crying out as your tongue laps at her large clit, hips grinding instinctively against your mouth.
“If I was doing that, you’d say something” the auburn-haired woman grumbles over Abby’s shoulder, not fully expecting a response.
But you pull off her clit with a pop! licking your lips obscenely as you look up from between the blonde’s thighs. “The difference is that Abby was a good girl”
Ellie’s mouth falls open, desperate to argue but her mouth just seems to open and close like a fish.
“She didn’t try to get someone to take off their cage, or offer to do anything for the other person just to be able to get off. She didn’t touch for the barely three days I was gone, even when she wanted to, even when you were offering yourself up like the little slut we know you are”
The truth makes her cheeks heat, pale skin going splotchy and red as she tries to hide her face in Abby’s now messy braid. “M’not a slut” Her words are mumbled, but the two of you pick up on them.
Abby scoffs, craning her neck awkwardly to look over her shoulder and up at Ellie while you’re at least trying to be nice and bite back the bark of laughter you want to let out.
“You remember why your pussy is under lock and key, right?” The words are shaky as Abby sighs, a brow furrowed as she pins the other girl with a look. “Ellie, I have to stand in the bathroom and watch you shower to make sure you’re not masturbating in that limited time you have the belt off”
“Excuses,” You murmur, leaning back down and licking a flat stripe from hole to clit before swirling your tongue around Abby’s enlarged, oversensitive clit, once, twice before sucking at it again, the tip of your tongue caressing her.
She keens, fingernails digging into the pale skin of Ellie’s thighs as her juices flow and this time she can’t bite back the moans. Ellie can feel her pussy slick and aching at the sight, instinctively trying for small rolls of her hips to seek some sort of relief she knows she’ll never get because of the chastity device, but growing more desperate when she realises she can’t even move her hips the way she wants to due to Abby’s body pinning her down.
You lift your mouth again, grinning as you ease two fingers into Abby’s pussy. “You just like watching Els all soapy and vulnerable, don’t lie”
Breathy, Abby answers almost instantly. “Yes! Wanna— wanna push’r up against the t-tile and… she always looks s’soft”
“Tell her what you wanna do to her, can you be a good girl for me and do that?” Your words don’t just earn a reaction from the blonde, her cunt clenching around your fingers in a vice like grip, but Ellie too — whimpering and dipping her head down to look at Abby as she speaks, cheek brushing against her forehead.
Your fingers are still working her over as she tries to speak, tongue gently caressing her sensitive bundle of nerves as you look up through your lashes in wait for Abby's fantasies.
“T-Think about sh-shoving my fingers inside!” Her words catch, your fingers curling as you work them inside of her in a way that has her arousal tightening like a coil inside of her. “Make her—”
“Don’t talk to me, talk to her” You cut in, the lewd sounds of how wet her pussy is filling the space alongside all three of your heated breaths.
“Make you ride my fingers, keep… keep you pinned, wet ‘nd cold while I finger-fuck you, pull at your tits until you cry” The confession has Ellie whimpering, tears pricking behind her eyes as she looks down at you pleadingly.
“Please, can I… Can we kiss? Please, I’ll.. please” A simple request ends with a long, petulant whine which has you grinning cruelly, your actions not faltering even as you set your sights on your other girlfriend.
“You wanna kiss her? Did she get you all hot and bothered, pup?”
Ellie swallows thickly, trying to shift her hips again and whimpering like a baby when she gets no relief for her weeping cunt. “Please, I just need—”
“Need and want are two different things, Els. Are you telling me Abby got you so wet and messy in your cage that you need it now? That you’ll take something as simple as a kiss cause you’re just a little slut who needs attention?”
Embarrassment seeps into her cheeks, face splotchy as the blush spreads across her face again but she nods desperately, needing anything to satiate her even slightly. Finally you oblige, nodding gently and watching with a dark grin as Ellie lifts a hand out from under her and around Abby to help tilt her head up enough to capture her lips for a proper kiss.
It’s messy, awkward due to the angle but neither girl cares. Ellie’s moaning and whining into the kiss, tongue moving against Abby’s while the other woman twists her body just slightly to reach her arm up to pull Ellie’s mouth closer to her, kissing her hard and desperate.
“Good girls,” You murmur, watching as their kisses grow messier, more sloppy and desperate. “Maybe I’ll pay you some attention Els, if you’re a good girl and swallow her moans when she cums, okay?”
Abby’s under Ellie now, still trying to catch her breath after she’d cum so hard she’d swore she’d gone blind for a moment, with Ellie laying on her stomach, her cheek smushed against the small swell of Abby’s tits. The noises she’s making are lewd, loud moans and garbled thank you’s as you press your cock deeper inside of her.
You’d taken mercy on her, knowing how much of a mess she could get when she thought with her pussy more than her brain. Such a dumb little puppy you’d murmured, and she’d fucking mewled as her pussy dripped.
Between the three of you, Ellie was the neediest — not in terms of general affection but in terms of desire. It had quickly become apparent that she couldn’t be trusted to follow your rules, no punishment stopping her from finding whatever ways to get herself off the moment she thought she wouldn’t get caught.
And truthfully, you were certain the threat of locking her pussy up for only yourself and Abby to have access to would have worked just as that — a threat — but the way Ellie had gone a little dazed, starry eyed at the mention quickly had you reassessing that. A month later, a chunk from your savings and two transfers via cashapp from your girlfriends, you were holding a chastity belt that had all three of you feeling a certain type of way.
And as much as you loved the control, the ownership Ellie allowed you to have over her, the denial of her pleasure and everything in between, looking down at her clutching at Abby’s freckled biceps and drooling onto her chest as you press the strap inside of her teasingly.
No matter how much she whines and moans lewdly, tries to rock her ass back against the length of your cock and speed up your motions, you keep a firm hand flat against her spine and watch as her pussy swallows you whole.
“Stop trying to rush it, Els. You don’t know when the next time you’ll get this is” You warn, your other hand moving to the slight swell of the globe of her ass, spreading a cheek with a handful just enough that you can tease your thumb inside of her sopping hole alongside the strap.
Slow, easy thrusts of your hips earn more moans from her and your pupils dilate when you see Abby, still slightly fucked out from her own orgasm but coming around, ease her nipple between Ellie’s drooling lips like it’s the most natural thing. She takes to it greedily too, lips wrapping around the rosy bud and suckling on it with a content hum, which has Abby’s large hand coming up to cradle the back of Ellie’s mussed up auburn hair.
“So pretty, that feel nice?” It’s not directed at one of them in particular, Abby’s eyes heavy lidded as she looks at you hungrily, nodding with a groan while Ellie practically starts making out with Abby’s small tit, spit running down the pale skin there.
Eventually the sight of it gets too much, your speed and pressure as you fuck into her increasing until all you can hear in the room is your laboured breathing, Ellie’s loud moans despite her mouth being otherwise occupied and Abby’s groans as each thrust from you leads to Ellie grinding her clit against the firm muscle of the woman below her.
She can feel the arousal the smaller girl is practically drenching her in, feels the way Ellie’s breathing stutters, the sharpness of the arousal that shoots through Abby every time Ellie moans around Abby’s nipple, tongue still teasing it. And the harder you begin to fuck Ellie the way you both know she needs it, the more Abby feels her desperately grinding her small clit against her body, greedy for the friction it provides.
Your eyes meet Abby’s over Ellie’s shoulder when you both realise that she’s close, her moaning more incoherent and pussy clenching around the silicone, making it harder to pull out. You both nod, Abby using her hand at the back of the auburn head of hair hard to yank Ellie off of her tit while you replace her nipple with two of your fingers heavy on Ellie’s tongue.
She makes an incoherent noise, split spilling past her lips and your hand from the surprise as you pick up your speed and begin fucking her rougher, harder than you had before. She tries to swallow around your fingers, looking between the two of you with pleading eyes.
“Are you close, baby?” Abby asks with faux softness, earning an enthusiastic nod from Ellie. “Do you wanna ask permission?”
A whimper, a whine and then acceptance, her bottom lip wobbles as her green eyes fall on yours. When you don’t make an effort to remove the digits you leave resting on her tongue, she swallows her pride. “Please” she begs with muffled words, glad for her already flushed skin with the way she’s embarrassed.
“Please what?” It’s mean, you know it is, and when Abby throws you a look of ‘c’mon show her some mercy’ you sigh, once again obliging. You pull your fingers from her mouth, not even trying to pretend like it doesn’t turn you on watching the strings of spit pull from her mouth too.
She swallows thickly fast, as if she’s afraid you’ll change your mind before she’s looking up at you with pleading eyes, desperation clear. “Pleasepleaseplease!! Please let me cum, I’ll— I’ll do anything, please you’re the only ones who can make me feel like this, s’feels so good—!”
You fuck her harder, hips slamming into her ass as you fuck her into Abby, watching as her face morphs into half-bliss, half-delirium. Looking down at her with the softest look, Abby’s condescending tone is an icy juxtaposition that only serves to make Ellie’s pussy wetter, the noise almost as loud as her moans. “This pussy belong to us?”
The response is almost instant, some animalistic noise the two of you can only take as a yes from her, too far gone as she succumbs to overwhelming pleasure and tries to focus on not coming before she hears your explicit approval.
You chuckle lowly, knowing how hard she’s trying to be good and give the sign that you’ll actually be nice for once to your other girlfriend, her head instinctively dipping down to press a soothing kiss to the girl's sweaty forehead. “Cum for us, Els” She whispers, lips against the shell of her ear earning a shiver from Ellie.
“You wanna cum for us, Els? Gonna make a mess for us while you’re all fucked out and you can finally get your pussy filled the way you’ve wanted to?” It’s like she waited for you to say the words because suddenly, it’s like she gives in — body tensing as she cries out, her release making a mess all over Abby’s hip and thigh as she squirts the way you both know she tends to when she’s overstimulated, her aching cunt clenching hard around your strap making it hard to fuck her through the aftershocks the way you’d like to.
Yours and Abby’s words overlap, gentle praises for the girl as you take turns peppering kisses across her skin until finally you ease the strap from her slick pussy, thumbing at her puffy lips and uttering a gentle apology when she flinches at the touch.
The three of you are in desperate need of a shower but you allow yourself ten minutes minimum to crawl alongside your two girlfriends, curling up at the side of Abby and throwing your arm over Ellie’s bare back, fingers tracing soothing shapes while you all catch your breaths.