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She Wants to Watch

Copyright© 2022 by Master Jonathan

Chapter 2

BDSM Sex Story: Chapter 2 - Master's girl has a friend who has expressed an interest in learning about D/s. But she'd like to observe a little before jumping into it. So she comes over one weekend to watch them together... and likes what she sees!

Caution: This BDSM Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Mult   Consensual   BiSexual   Heterosexual   Fiction   Sharing   BDSM   MaleDom   Light Bond   Polygamy/Polyamory   Facial   Masturbation   Oral Sex   Sex Toys   Voyeurism  

The next morning, I woke before the two girls. I went in and took my shower knowing that if I didn’t get in there before they girls did, I probably wouldn’t be getting in there any time soon! As I finished my shower and was drying my hair I walked into the room to get dressed.

“What a couple of lazy subbies I have,” I laughed, seeing them both still in bed.

“Mmmm, good morning Master. We weren’t being lazy, it is just sooo comfortable in bed with you!” my pet said.

“Well that may be, but we have a lot to do today. And I don’t want Julie here to get the idea that I go easy on you,” I said, giving pet’s upturned ass a swat.

Pet squealed happily then bounced out of bed, holding her ass and pretending it hurt. “Yes, Master!”

“Now you two get in there and do whatever it is girls do in the morning. Be quick about it too, I am starving,” I said, pointing to the bathroom.

Giggling to each other, the two scampered off like a couple of silly schoolgirls to get ready for the day. I went downstairs and got the morning paper, sitting in my easy chair to wait for them. About 15 minutes later I heard the soft padding of the girls feet as they came in and stood in front of me.

“Master we are here,” pet said. I looked up into two lovely faces. The girls had outdone themselves. Both had their hair in ponytails just the way I like and their makeup was flawless. Each girl was dressed in lingerie that added mystery to their looks yet wasn’t so overly complicated that it would hinder my ability to toy with them.

My pet had chosen a red leather-look cupless bustier and sheer black thigh-top nylon stockings with 5” high-heeled pumps. The bustier had a zipper front, and as she had been taught, no panties.

Julie was wearing a white babydoll with a single pink ribbon-tie right at the front between and below the cups. Everything except the cups was sheer and the cups were lace covered with pink accents. Julie was wearing matching panties as the no-panty rule didn’t apply to her ... yet.

“Very nice, girls. I am pleased,” I said to them both.

“Thank you Master,” pet said smiling broadly. “Thank you, Sir,” Julie added with her own smile.

“Master, breakfast will be ready shortly,” pet said. The two girls went in to get breakfast ready. A few minutes later pet came in to get me. We all went into the kitchen and I seated the girls as was my routine. I pulled their chairs out and once they were seated, pushed them back in. Julie thought it rather gallant and I explained to her that this was what we did.

Pet began to serve everyone up ... me first, then Julie, finally herself. Julie watched as pet served breakfast, admiring the way we did things. We ate breakfast and talked a bit about last night while we ate.

“So did you enjoy what went on last night, Julie?” I asked her point blank. Julie blushed a very attractive red as she began to answer.

“Y-yes, Sir. I did,” she said, lowering her eyes. She fiddled with her fingers and fidgeted as I asked her about last night – I could see she wanted to admit it aroused her very much, but she was embarrassed and shy about her reaction.

“What about it did you like most?” I pressed her.

“I liked ... how you teased pet Sir,” she faltered, blushing again.

“Yes, I do love to tease her. The way she moans and squirms and begs me is so delightful,” I told her smiling evilly.

“Yes Sir,” she said.

“But in order to tease her and pleasure her, she has to earn it. And today we are going to show you how she earns pleasures like you saw last night,” I explained. Julie sat there interested and attentive as I continued. “After breakfast is over, you will get a chance to see what it’s like to be a submissive like pet, here. You will take her place and perform just as she would – with the same results she would have.”

“What do you mean ‘the same results she would have’?” Julie asked.

“I mean that if you don’t perform properly you will be punished just as she would be. And if you do well, you will rewarded just as she would be,” I said.

“I will do my best, Sir. I don’t think I would like to see your punishments!” she said softly.

After breakfast was finished and the table cleared of the dirty dishes, the three of us went into the living room. I took a seat in my favorite recliner and pet knelt in front of me, waiting to see how I would start.

Julie looked at pet kneeling and followed suit, imitating how pet knelt with her knees apart, sitting back on her heels, her chest thrust out, back straight, and head lowered. Her hands were placed on her thighs and she was prepared for instruction or whatever I had in mind for her.

“This is how pet and I start each of our days here, Julie. Once we have gotten up and got our showers in, we come downstairs. I go into the living room and read the paper or watch the news and pet makes breakfast.

“When we are done we come in here and she assumes her kneeling position to await what I have planned for the day. I will ask her what she needs to do, if anything, and then we will plan the day’s activities from that point,” I explained.

“That sounds like a good way to do it Sir,” Julie said.

“Yes. It helps us get on the same page as far as what needs to be done. It also helps her to be attentive and listen to what I am trying to teach her. I know when she is in this position, I have her undivided attention.”

“Yes Sir,” Julie said.

“Now then, I think the first step for you girls is to get properly attired. While I do love your outfits and you both look amazing in them, they won’t be needed for what I have in mind. So I want to the two of you to stand and remove each others clothes.”

Pet and Julie stood and faced each other. Pet took the initiative and began removing Julie’s clothes, pulling the bow on babydoll’s pink ribbon tie. The front of her babydoll fell open and Julie softly gasped. Pet smiled at her and reached up to cup Julie’s soft, full tits. Julie closed her eyes and mewed kitten-like, as pet caressed her.

“Ohhh, pet...” she whispered in a throaty voice.

Pet looked over and saw me smiling my approval at her. She took a nipple between her fingertips and gently pinched and pulled on it – not hard, just enough to make it swell and harden. Pet played with Julie’s tits and teased her nipples for a few moments before I let her know to move on.

She slid her delicate hands up the babydoll to the thin spaghetti shoulder straps. Easing them off her shoulders and down her arms, the fragile fabric caught on her stiff nipples for a moment before falling free. Pet licked her lips as she stood there looking at Julie’s proud, full tits and hard nipples.

“Julie, I think pet wants to taste your tits. Would you like that? Would you like pet to suck on your tits and nipples?” I asked her, taunting.

“Yesss,” she groaned.

“Well then ask her. Ask pet to suck on your tits,” I said.

Julie’s knees suddenly went visibly weak at those words. She was extremely aroused at what was happening. I could tell she was going to be fun to play with!

“Please ... please pet, suck my tits,” she whimpered in a little girl voice.

Pet took Julie in her arms and pulled her closer, she leaned her head toward Julie and tentatively lapped at Julie’s aching nipple. Julie laid her head back and moaned.

“Ohhh, god! Oh that feels so good!” Julie said as she pulled pet’s face harder into her bosom.

Julie’s appreciative moaning only spurred pet on and she began feasting on her best friend’s tits in earnest, lapping and sucking on the fleshy globes and chewing on the hard nubs. Julie ran her hands through pet’s hair, then one hand trailed down to one of pet’s exposed tits.

Julie unconsciously (or maybe intentionally) began playing with pet’s tits in return for what pet was giving her. The two girls then began an impromptu competition of sorts, each trying to get the other more aroused and turned on.

This pleased me very much! I let the two girls go at it, their inhibitions being stripped away as they worked on each other. I could see their passions rising as the groping and fondling got more intense and frantic, I could hear their moans and pleas increase in lustful desperation, and I could smell the musky-sweet odor of womanlust in the air.

As I watched these two beauties pleasing and teasing one another I could feel my own arousal growing. My cock was steel-hard and getting uncomfortable in my black jeans. I shifted my cock a bit but that was only temporary relief. Finally I had to unbuckle my pants, opening them up and freeing my constrained cock.

My two girls were so completely wrapped in pleasing and pleasuring each other that they did not notice that I was sitting there stroking my cock for some time. I sat there stroking my raging member and watching these two lovelies licking and sucking on each other, kissing and caressing as their moans filled the air.

By now their passions had overtaken them and they had moved to the floor in front of me. They had completely disrobed each other (not that they had a lot to take off anyway) and pet was busy eating her best friends pussy like she was starving.

Julie was laying on the floor pinching and pulling at her nipples like she wanted to pull them off, all the while tossing her head back and forth and writhing on the floor as if she was having some kind of seizures. It was quite an erotic sight these two beautiful girls were presenting!

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