Life of a Dominant F*tanari

I was stunned as I heard knocks on the door from Samantha. My cock twitched still inside of Crystal, and I heard another knock with hearing the words, "I know your not asleep at this time of day!" Samantha said, sounding annoyed.

That woke me up, and even though my mind was still reeling from Becky's breaking down and begging for my cock I began to think again. I looked down at Crystal, still in a heap, and I slapped her ass as I pulled out. Crystal moaned as I pulled out from the light spank on her ass. "Crystal, go grab your friend," I ordered.

"Yes, Mistress," Crystal replied, sounding slightly out of it as my cock sprang free. The begging Becky did get me incredibly turned on without realizing it, and it throbbed as it flung up towards my breasts.

Crystal was still looking a little cum drunk but also was looking at Becky, surprised who was still waiting for my response to her begging. Crystal stopped looking, though, and went to the door while I got up off the couch. I stood before Becky with those fat beautiful tears falling off her face, and my mind struggled to think of a response instead of pulling her up by the throat and ravishing her pussy for all it was worth. I needed to punish this wannabe goddess. Becky wanted me to dominate her, though, and I needed to control myself to do that not only for myself but for the cum hungry bitch under me.

I looked down as she was on her knees, now looking up into my eyes. I heard the door open as I looked down at her, and I smirked. "Hmm," I hummed out, "Your display for a fucking goddess was suitably pathetic," I told her and saw her face redden under my humiliation. I knew Samantha was going to be wondering what was going on soon, and I squatted beside the needy bitch in front of me, whispering, "You will stay after Samantha leaves, Cumdump. You will keep to business, and your pathetic pussy will watch every moment while I play with Crystal's pussy. This is your punishment to start for being such a greedy Cumdump. Understood?" I paused for a moment.

"I see that you and Angela were making use of your time," Samantha said as she neared the living room with Crystal.

I finished with the last whisper, "If you please me with Samantha and pleasantly surprise me with your design. Maybe I will fill up that needy cumdump tank after." I stood with a smile on my face and my cock throbbing so hard as Becky gave a needy sigh under me.

I could feel her need radiating off of my body, and I ignored it. I could feel the power I had over her lust at the moment, and it made my cock throb harder knowing it. "Samantha, welcome," I said with a grin.

"Yeah, Yeah," Samantha said with a sigh, "At least today you got Crystal to answer the door within five minutes," Samantha continued and turned to look at Becky. "What the fuck is going on here?" Samantha asked, looking at the condition Becky was in. Becky was fully clothed with drying tears down her face. Becky looked like a mess at the moment, still grappling with what I just said to her.

"Well, Begging," I replied flatly, "Becky, go clean yourself up, then we can start with the meeting," I ordered her.

Becky, who was still grappling, quickly looked up at me and nodded. She got up in haste and ran to the bathroom while Crystal joined me again. "You would have enjoyed the display of pathetic begging that we watched, Samantha; it was brilliant. Do you mind if I get Crystal to work a load out of me while we discuss? I am positively throbbing horny after witnessing it." I finished.

Samantha wasn't put off, and her face got serious, "It was that good?" She asked.

"Better," Crystal replied," Crystal replied, "If I pulled off a begging that good, I know that you would be pegging my ass right now."

"Your right, But I still insist on punishing her for that display of arrogance at the hotel, and Becky will do as I say if she wants more." I said solidly, "Although, She can work for some scraps here and there. That went a long way; my cock is throbbing, though, and Crystal, Your ass is up," I finished, and I pulled Crystal to me and sat down.

"I know you're going to use my friend regardless, and it isn't good to make decisions that horny because I can see your cock throbbing from here," Samantha said with a sigh at the end. Samantha then turned to look towards where Becky went off to. "Well, I guess you are working on seducing another of my friends to be a slave to your cock." Samantha turned back to me, "Then again, you seducing my friends also means you are a good pick up for my business. It seems women you fuck get addicted to you." Samantha told me.

"Nah, I think it is because of how much time I spent with Becky," I replied, and Samantha raised an eyebrow, "I believe it is because she is a Switch just didn't find a dominant that suited her tastes." I shrugged exaggeratedly, "I don't think that every woman will fall in love with my cock. I think only some will become addicted in the right circumstances."

Samantha looked at me and shrugged, "To be honest, I think your cock is too fucking big. I don't understand why they want such a monster cock inside them, but it is fucking hot to watch." Samantha told me.

I nodded, "I am proud of my body, but I can understand that thought." I admitted, "I stretch anyone I enter regardless of who they been with before." I couldn't help but shrug again. I still had a throbbing cock, though, and I took Crystal's breast in my hand harshly, "Your ass is not engulfing my cock, Minx; is something wrong?" I asked her.

"Umm, I need to pee quickly, Mistress," Crystal replied, and I raised an eyebrow.

I was about to fuck her anyways but shook my head. I let go of her breast and pushed Crystal off, "If it wasn't for the fact that I was about to do business, you know that you would be pissing on your next orgasm, right, Minx?" I said, slapping her ass.

"Yes, Mistress," Crystal cried out as she moved ran towards the bathroom. I didn't suspect Crystal, but I saw her head to the toilet Becky went to, and I knew she would leak some info while she was there. I didn't mind, though, since Becky was hot, and I wanted her a little. Pushing Becky too hard might make her go in the wrong direction.

My cock still throbbed, so I leaned back while Samantha sat down. "You know, she is still friends with Becky, Right?" Samantha asked.

"I don't think Crystal will do anything that isn't for my benefit," I replied, "Leak information to Becky or not," I shrugged, "In the end, I think Crystal will only do something for my benefit. No matter how hard my cock is throbbing at the moment," I finished with a wince.

"I would have hated if she pissed all over here where we are about to work, though," Samantha replied, and I nodded.

"It is the main reason why I let her go with that excuse. Plus, I haven't seen her go today, so I completely believe her that she needs to go." Then my eyes narrowed, "Then again, I also think she might be 'cleaning' herself up too," I finished with further thought that I was about to do anal.

Samantha nodded, "Fair enough. Although you look a little blue balled right now," Samantha replied.

"Because I am, and the Little Minx will pay for it when she gets back. In the meantime, why don't we get started," I said as I saw Becky looking much more put together now? Her eyes landed swiftly on my cock, but I smiled back. Then I got an idea. "Becky, Come over here and sit beside me," I ordered her.

Becky nodded, her expression excited, and Samantha sighed. "We are getting to business, correct?" Samantha said, and I nodded.

"Oh, Yes, we are," I replied seriously. If I wanted to do anything else with the night, we needed to get this over with, and Samantha smiled. Becky sat down beside me, and I reached for her hand, putting it on the head of my cock. "You may rub me till Crystal comes back Cumdump. But touching only," I reminded her, and I could see the excitement on her face with the simple allowance.

"So, Becky, While you are stroking your mistress's cock, why don't you tell me your thoughts on her Playroom," Samantha said, more serious the playful tone I hadn't recognized in her voice before gone. "You had some ideas you said after that you were thinking about. You even dropped by the room last night after playing with your little sissy bitch to check it out since Mistress wouldn't play with you." Samantha dropped in that last part, and I couldn't help but raise an eyebrow as I saw Becky blush even further.

Becky might even be farther gone than I thought. "Oh, And pray to tell, " I said with a grin as I felt her fingers try to please me as she tried to hide her embarrassment.

"Well, to be honest, You are giving her a pretty large room," Becky said with her red-tinged face.

"I expect good things from Angela," Samantha said simply, and Becky nodded with a small smile like Samantha was complimenting her.

"Well, it gives me a lot to work with on the design," Becky said as her fingers started to stroke faster up and down the length of my cock. They glided along well, and the pleasure was nice as I no longer felt blue balled, but it wasn't nearly enough to make me lose attention. "Angela's style of play is very much in flux at the moment with some inconsistency, I think," Becky said, that red blush still on her face. "I also noticed that she plays with an anger mode while she put me in my place last night," Becky continued, her fingers stroking faster, and she seemed to decide now was a good moment to bring her body even closer to me.

Becky pressed her breasts against me as her stories turned long instead of fast now. "With that style and Angela's more tomboy and fit body from her abdominal muscles, I was thinking of making her a more tomboy set up than anything girlish. In fact," Becky said seriously as her hand slid up and down my cock, "I think anything that would be considered girlish should be kept away with a thousand-foot pole. Except I think you should pack some things in a closet room that might be regarded as girlish for male customers that you want to humiliate. Or even female customers, it doesn't matter at this point. I think some roleplay with Angela could be a special of hers if you get enough outfits for her."

I was surprised at Becky's thought as I looked at Becky when Crystal came back into the room looking down at my cock with a sly smile on her face. "Well, Becky, I think your hand is in the way," Crystal said with that grin, and Samantha was looking at Crystal slightly weirdly as Becky looked disappointed.

Becky's hand moved up and down my cock as Crystal cut the distance right up to when Crystal reached me. Without regard for Becky, Crystal began to mount me, putting her breasts in my vision and pressing my head into the middle. I heard a slight slap, and Becky's hand was no longer on my cock as heat engulfed it quickly as I felt Crystal's ass tightly gripping me as she went down the length slowly.

I couldn't hide my moan as Crystal took my cock down her ass nice and deep. It was nice, but I had to slap her ass. "Reverse cowgirl, Minx," I ordered, "I need to see around me even if your breasts are a nice view. You know better than this!" I spanked her ass hard enough for Crystal to yelp, and she took her time dismounting my cock and turning around. I saw a sly smile on her face as she looked at Becky.

I knew that the little Minx was taunting Becky. I wasn't sure at this moment, though, if I would make Crystal pay later. I liked Crystal when she acted like this as well when she played with others like this. The cute exchange went while Becky pouted. Becky turned to Samantha to change the subject, "I think that some more dungeon style or sports style would be best. I am not sure about more of Mistress's taste, but when we were talking earlier this week, you told me Angela plays Volleyball."

Crystal finally got off my cock with a moan, turned herself around, and lined up my cock with her ass again. Crystal took a moment, though, to look at Becky. "Making a Volleyball or sports dungeon sounds stupid. I could see that with a small apartment with fitness equipment. Hell, I would see that as something Angela would love in the corner. Making it the main thing sounds DUMB!" Crystal cried out the last word as I forced her ass back down on my cock.

"Minx," I said, my tone severe, "I can speak for myself on this," I told her harshly, "For now, bounce your ass on my cock and please your Mistress." I finished spanking her other ass cheek again, enjoying the feeling of the ripple of her ass.

"Yes, Mistress, Thank you for your amazing fat futa cock, MIstress!" Crystal cried out, and Becky pouted.

This time I absolutely knew that my Minx was teasing my Cumdump. It was cute, and Becky pouted on the side before coughing. I turned to Becky, "Although I like the thought of having a weight machine at work to work out on. I think having it as the main theme isn't a great idea. I would love a weight machine for those with a Sweat fetish or something, though. Means I simply can run from school to work, leaving my workout outfit on and continue to work out until they arrive." I finished with a smirk at the thought.

Samantha turned to me, tilting her head leaning on the armrest to look at me, "Does that mean that you might have days you don't mind coming in even after your training as long as you don't have to change?" Samantha asked.

"Well," I leaned back, feeling the pleasure of Crystal's amazing ass as she moaned, sliding my cock in and out of her at a slow but steady pace. "I do not see why I shouldn't. If they want my sweaty balls in their mouth to clean after I ran several miles and am dripping in sweat, I don't mind making them a towel for my amusement. Hell, it's fucking hot, and I enjoy it a little have a nice sweaty fuck from time to time."

I moaned lowly as I thought, though, and I looked at Samantha, "But let me know at least a day beforehand. And if I have to cancel plans to make it, I want to charge extra if I don't have at least a day in advance. Each hour closer, I want to increase the price of my sweat service." I told Samantha.

"Oh?" Samantha said, her tone curious, "What are you thinking?" Samantha asked.

"I think that I would like to know things a week in advance so I can plan my life." I told Samantha honestly, "I have a lot of people in my life recently, and I need to plan things more or less now. If someone wants me to break plans, I have in place, and I want them to pay for the inconvenience they are causing." I told Samantha, who was now grinning.

"That is interesting. Some of the other girls don't mind being called in early. Clients usually plan ahead, but sometimes people just get horny and want to pay for their base service." Samantha told me with a weird smile.

"I am also a senior in high school with Grades to keep up. A Girlfriend to make time to satisfy and several other toys to play with if I am feeling horny. I have other shit to do, not even counting my fitness routine and Volleyball now. Lately, I am starting to feel like I am falling behind everything. If they want to uproot my schedule, they can fucking pay for it like the Masochistic bitches they are!" I announced.

Samantha laughed loudly with a charming laugh. It sounded good to hear while Crystal continued to moan, taking my cock up her ass, not even paying attention to her surroundings as she loudly moaned. "Fuck," Crystal lightly cursed as I felt her pussy tighten and felt more liquids stream down my leg. I knew that she had just had a small orgasm with my cock in her ass, and I turned to Becky, who was pouting looking at Crystal again.

Samantha took a minute to stop laughing, and when she did, it was sudden. "Good," Samantha said, "I will put that in your profile. You are correct, in my opinion. I think you should be able to get away with it easily too. You are a unique experience that no one can find anywhere else unless with a shemale which you are not. Or they can schedule in advance, which seems to be a growing list. I have someone scheduled for Tuesday with you. I am sure you will like them, and I want to leave you surprised. Your bank account will also like them. They are good with first-timers and tend to like to try out all the Dominatrixes that I find. No one has made them a regular yet since they like bouncing from Mistress to Mistress." Samantha paused for a moment, then looked at Becky. "Now, Back to business, what else were you planning, Becky?" Samantha asked.

"I thought that for color, it should be a dark one. It suits Angela really well, and I was thinking a Darker red or black, but I think black would be better for furniture than Red instead. The way whenever she dresses in Dark colors, she will look classy. If she wears something lighter, it will clash in a good way, making her seem like she is purposefully rebelling. So when she blends, she blends, but it is easy to rebel when she wants to. So both styles are easy to do." Becky took a deep breath, "It will also allow for a unique feel with different Costumes. I was also thinking a more concrete feel might be nice and for a rustic dungeon with a more simple area." Becky continued, "With this, it will be easier ascetic, although it is a common feeling. It works well for clean-up, too, and I would only need to do basic work on it. But this minimalist style, I think, works very well with Mistress. The bare way that she had with me made me think that this style suits her a lot. I can think of her bringing in everything one by one, slowly setting up the dungeon around me from a door I have no idea where it leads. Bringing in something to play with me as I sit helplessly, tied to a simple pole, unable to move. I can barely see her as she brings in something that I know will bring me pain and pleasure..." Becky's voice trailed off, and I felt through the breasts still pressed to me that she shuddered.

"I see," Samantha said and leaned back.

I hummed, trying to think, but I was having trouble as Crystal didn't stop for a moment. The pleasure was filling my head hard as Crystal didn't stop moving her waist even as she came a little. I thought about it, and I could see that like with Crystal's playroom. I didn't mind the design. In fact, I liked the versatility of it. But I didn't want them to be the only option. In fact, I got an Idea even as I was reaching the edge.

"Why not do both?" I half grunted.

Becky turned to me, as did Samantha, "What do you mean?" Samantha asked.

"Clearly, I work with multiple styles, and I like the versatility and utility of the barebones that Becky purposed. I also know that I would like a bed to play on and other things that would come with having that dark red feel and the Black furniture. I like the sounds of those colors despite how much that sounds like it would eat light. I could even cosplay as a fucking devil and fit right in or Naughty nurse or whatever." I told her honestly,

Samantha frowned slightly. I could see in thought. I was reaching my peak, and I turned to Crystal's bouncing ass, and I moaned. "Fuck, I am cumming, Minx," I told her, and I lifted her ass. I started to forcefully fuck her hard and felt her ass spasm all over my cock hard, making me moan, pushing me over the edge as I released deep into her ass without a second thought as pleasure filled my head as I busted a nut.

I continued to moan as I released my ejaculation while Crystal covered her mouth, muffling a loud scream. My hips thrust up a couple of times as the pleasure took over my instincts, and I sat back feeling good as it came to an end. Crystal leaned back and laid across my breast on the other side from where Becky was sitting.

I moved Crystal a little more with a much clearer head, and I could see Samantha over Crystal's shoulder. Samantha looked still in thought and looked at me, "I could see it; I think it is an interesting Idea although not exactly a new Idea. You do have one of my bigger rooms, and I think if you portion it properly and we add a second door while making the more bare-bones one a smaller part, I think it would work well." Samantha finally finished and nodded. "If Becky can come up with something more finalized and a design that we can both approve by the end of next week, we can have the contractors come in for a quick job, and by the start of October, we can have you a new Playroom." Samantha continued turning to Becky, "Does that work for you?" Samantha asked.

"For others, you know I would charge you more for a rush like this, Samantha, but this is Mistress's job. So I will charge my normal rate since I need to pay the bills. But I can pull it off, I think. Although I think I will need to do something on Wednesday to present to see if you like my direction." Becky said, her tone much more professional as she contemplated. "Is there anything else that you would like to add before I get to designing?" Becky asked, looking at me then Samantha.

"Well?" Samantha asked, "Is there something like a Brand or label you might like? You are basically making your own space now, so you might want to think a moment on that."

"What do you mean by Brand or Label?" I asked curiously.

"Something that represents you," Samantha chimed in quickly, "Think about Mistress Vapor. She had a ton of scents around her room the entire time, and her entire room makes you feel like there is a fine vapor and smell in the room at all times. It is her brand in a way. It can also be a symbol or something like that as well. Something that more or less sums up what you do in a nutshell with one look they will recognize it." Samantha said with a grin.

I passed, and I thought about it. It was something exciting, and I didn't know. I leaned back with a post orgasm clarity, even if my cock was encased inside my girlfriend as I thought about these things. Then an idea came to my head, and I turned to Becky as I remembered how much she didn't want Cum Dumpster tattooed on her. But what about something smaller that only specific people in a community would understand. It was a brand that showed anyone who knew me that I owned them, and the idea filled my mind, and I remembered something I think Crystal told me. About the Spades with a Q inside, they would only fuck big black cocks or something like Blackman owned.

The thought grew in my head, and I couldn't help but smile as the idea grew on me. "Can I get a designer to help me make a symbol?" I asked slowly, with the idea tasting sweeter and sweeter in my mouth as I thought of it.

"A designer to make what type of Symbol?" Samantha asked, her tone curious, but I could see a partial smile on her face.

"I remember you and Crystal joking about something, and I think on Saturday this or last week. But I remember you talking about a Queen of Spades symbol or a Q inside a spade or something like that," I said as I looked at her.

"Yeah, The queen of Spades symbol; This meant a Black man owned or big black cock only or BBC only. Yeah, what about it?" Samantha asked.

"Well, I am a futanari." I said, guiding Samantha, who nodded, and I saw Becky blush as she seemed to guess where I was going with this, "I want a brand. Something that someone who knows me in this capacity would know that I own them. Or will only accept Futanari cock inside them. I want all my toys to be branded with it too eventually!" I said, my tone excited.

Samantha looked at me with a frown. She seemed like she didn't know how to respond at first and opened her mouth and closed it again. Why do you never make things easy for me Angela," Samantha said minutes later, breaking a silence that developed as we all looked at her. "Fuck!" Samantha stood pacing in the living room, clearly thinking things over.

Minutes passed, and I kissed Crystal on the neck, and she turned her head and whispered. "That is a tattoo I would totally get. Something to proudly show my pussy takes Futanari cock." Crystal said, turning me on thinking of branding her.

"I would make you put the word 'Minx' under it too," I told her and bit her ear slightly while I started to move my hands to tease her breasts. Crystal moaned lightly into my ear.

I felt Becky get closer to say something when Samantha finally shouted, "Fine, I like the idea," Samantha said, "I will only help you with this since I expect good things from you!" Samantha seemed angry, "You are taking advantage of me right now, Angela," Samantha said, her tone severe. "You better be fucking worth it. Very much be fucking work it since this will take some money. Do you have any thoughts on a design?" Samantha asked, "Or did this just pop into your head, and you asked?" Samantha followed up.

"Honestly," I replied, surprised, "I just thought of it when you asked about anything custom," I replied.

"Fuck!" Samantha cursed, then leaned back; her mind seemed active. "Fine, We can't make it look cheap. This isn't Becky's department either, and I think I will have to call Paul." Samantha said with a sigh.

I felt both Crystal and Becky shudder. This caught my attention as both looked at Samantha. "Oh, God," Becky said, "Although I knew it is necessary with what is asked, I don't like dealing with Paul!" Becky complained.

"Who the fuck is Paul?" I asked, and Samantha shook her head.

"He is a brand designer and a very skilled one. He comes up with designs that represent either businesses or people." Samantha explained, "He is expensive too, In fact, since this spending will be related to you. I will be taking a portion out of your next paychecks, but I think your brand thing is a nice touch, and I think it will do wonders not only for me but for you in the future. So I am willing to shoulder the financial cost." Samantha said, closing her eyes.

"What is wrong with him, though?" I asked.

"Nothing is wrong with him; the reason Becky doesn't like him is when it comes to working, he is a bit of a perfectionist beyond the point sometimes when his passion is ignited. The other is he is very flamboyant." Samantha finished.

"That is an understatement," Crystal said, leaning up looking at Samantha. "Saying he is Very flamboyant is like saying the Ocean is a little wet."

"Okay, So it is like he is overcompensating, showing the world that he is gay, proud of it, and everyone needs to know that. I get it, but he is a great guy, and you know that." Samantha turned to look at her friend, and Crystal looked away. "That's right Paul is a great guy, and you know it. You are his friend, and I am too. I haven't talked to him in a bit, and I hear he got engaged a couple of weeks ago."

Crystal perked up at this, "Oh, He finally met someone?" Crystal asked, looking interested now, I looked at Becky, and I saw the same thing.

"Yeah, His name is Ryan, and he is treating Paul well, and you will be surprised meeting him. Enough of that, though. Becky, Tuesday, Come early. Crystal, Please, Help your Mistress come to work early so that I can briefly let Paul meet Angela and go over the brand with her. Get a feel for her so that he can design something for things. Okay." Samantha finished and nodded. "Fuck it, and I am hungry; I am ordering food!" Samantha suddenly stood looking agitated.

Samantha seemed very agitated, "Are you okay?" I asked.

"No!" Samantha turned on me, "You are a resource hog at the moment. You also have seduced two of my friends without trying, and it is fucking hot seeing you bang one of my Best friends in front of me! I am bisexual, you know! I am now horny and hungry, and you keep putting more on my plate. I have given out thousands and thousands of dollars on you and haven't made a dime back, and FUCK I am now also on my god damn period as of this morning, and I am annoyed!" Samantha thundered.

"What do you want to eat?" I asked, changing the subject knowing now that I wasn't on Samantha's good list right now.

"I need something with pickles in it!" Samantha roared, then stopped and took a deep breath. "Sorry, gimme a sec." Samantha took a couple more breaths and turned to grab the purse. She opened it up and took out some pills before heading to the kitchen, and I twitched.

"Hey, Crystal, I enjoy your ass on my cock, but I think we might need to get dressed for lunch. Otherwise, we might face Samantha's wraith," I told Crystal, making her pout before nodding.

"I agree, But I love the full feeling of having you inside me." Crystal replied to me before flashing a smirk at Becky.

I pinched her nipple. "Quit teasing," I told her as I pulled her breast away at the same time. Crystal moaned with the pain and pouted.

"Okay," Crystal sat up and slowly got up her rectum squeezing me the entire way up my shaft. Crystal lovingly moaned as she finally stood up, and I swore I heard a pop as my cock left her ass. "God, I can feel your semen slowly dripping down inside me. You filled me up again; Maybe you should get some type of Cumdump in the future?" Crystal said, her tone sounding questioning as Becky flushed.

"Stop teasing me!" Becky half yelled angrily, "I want that cock inside me so badly!" Becky exclaimed, and I started to stand up.

"Crystal, Stop teasing the Cumdump," I told flatly, looking down at Becky, "Also, quit complaining. It is already getting late for lunch, and Samantha is agitated today." I told her, and frankly, I couldn't really blame her. Crystal was hot, and so was Crystal. Imagining watching a woman begging for another person's cock while another rode for said cock was probably something that would turn me on too.

I centered my mind, and I looked at Becky, "I will play with you a bit later," I said and turned to Crystal and kissed her lips, "I am going to get dressed," I told her after breaking the kiss. "You better do so as well. Samantha is agitated, and I can understand why. Maybe next time, we shouldn't fuck in front of her." I said, knowing that probably wouldn't happen.

"Fuck," Samantha started to move towards the front door heading out quickly, "Crystal, Becky, Angela, I just had something come up. I got to go," Samantha said, then she looked at Becky, "Becky, Tuesday with Angela and myself, No fucking in front of me since I already have a wet pussy and feel frustrated. Now I have to deal with an emergency, so none of that Tuesday." Samantha then turned to Crystal, who was looking worried, "I will talk to you later, Pick up and don't be in the middle of fingering yourself this time." Samantha sighed as she finished putting on her shoes in a rush. "Food is not coming since I was in the middle of ordering when I got a call." Samantha was then out the door running in her heels, jumping into her sports car, and fumbling with keys.

I watched, surprised as she left the front door open as it slowly swung in the slow wind.

I didn't know what to say, and I shrugged after a minute, "Nothing we can do about that. I still wanted to ask her about Paul and some design ideas, but that can wait, I think." I said. I then looked at Becky, "I think I know what to do with you today," I said ominously, and Becky smiled as I turned to Crystal.

"I will order in for lunch. Too lazy to make it after breakfast." Crystal admitted, "Plus, I am feeling kinda 'full' already," Crystal said, winking at Becky. My hand swiftly swatted her ass.

"Do I need to punish you today?" I asked, "I already told you to stop teasing the Cumdump for now.

"Can, Can I service your cock, Mistress?" Becky asked, looking at me with hope in her eyes.

"Nope," I said plainly as my cock was slowly going flaccid. "I feel like having a shower to cool down and," As if on queue, my stomach growled, "I am fucking hungry. I think I am good till after some lunch." With that, I grabbed my phone and left the room. Crystal did the same but didn't come upstairs with me instead of heading downstairs.

I looked at my phone as we both left Becky wanting and needy. I had some texts, and I read them with a smile on my face.

Hilda: Are you Busy Wednesday?

Grace: Oh my god, Your fucking huge

Debbie: I have a hard time beating that naughtiness

Debbie then sent a video file that I planned to look at later as I got up to Crystal's bathroom. I put my phone down, and I turned on the shower. The water started, and I sighed as I began to turn on all the water heads, feeling the water's pressure from all angles.

God, I loved this shower.

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