Chapter 21: The Mistress Takes Command

Early the next day, Hannah watched the screen to see when John and Don left the room. She knew Ron would be the last to leave because, as was usual of late, his two pets had totally drained him and left him beyond exhausted.

As soon as Hannah saw John and Don exit the room, she rushed through the bathroom and into the boys' room.

Ron still had his eyes closed, but he was somewhat awake. He felt someone get on the bed, but not wanting to completely wake up yet, he just ignored it. That is until he felt someone's mouth wrap around his cock. Opening his eyes he found himself staring deep into one of the most beautiful beloved pussies he knew. Strangely enough, it was and exact copy of 2 other pussies in the house, but neither of those brought the level of excitement, joy and love to Ron that this one did. He reached up and pulling her down stuck his tongue deep in her honey pot. How he had missed this honey sweet taste lately. Hannah's juices seemed to reenergize Ron, and he quickly forgot how tired he was. Soon he was completely into the act of sucking his one true pet.

Hannah, on the other end, was having similar thoughts of how she had missed so greatly Ron's masterly cream in the morning. Having Lana's majestic juices for breakfast everyday was in no way bad, but man she missed Ron's cream.

They sucked and sucked on each other until they'd made each other cum. When they had, Ron realized that Hannah had no plan of releasing his cock just yet, as she was still sucking on it, fighting to return it to its full glory.

"Someone really woke up in need this morning," Ron thought smiling, deciding to enjoy it and attacked Hannah's pussy again.

When she had Ron at full strength, Hannah got up and straddling him in a 'Cowgirl' position rode her fine steed long and hard. Finally, a little tired, she just lay on Ron lovingly, his cock still in her cunt, where, to her mind, it belonged.

She leaned up and kissing him long and hard asked, "Do you love me?"

Ron looked into her eyes and asked, "Do you have to ask?" And kissing her again embraced her strongly as if never wanting to release her.

"I have a plan," Hannah said finally, "a solution to our problem."

Ron smiled and said, "you're kidding."

"It'll work, I know it will, but I need you to do one little thing for me. I'm having a small slumber party here on Saturday, just me and four of the girls from the OHPF club, not even Lana and Ana are invited."

Ron looked at her questionably and said, "What do you need me to do?"

"I need you to order your pets to be two of my guests."

Ron looked at her suspiciously and said, "Are you going to tell me what your plan is?"

"No," Hannah said smiling, "but if you truly love me, you'll trust that our problems are over."

"Just out of curiosity, who will your other invited guests be?"

"Martha Wise and Annie Styles," Hannah said with a glow in her eye.

Ron smiled and said, "Two masters and two submissives, this should be a great party. I'll tell Louise and Marilyn they're not to miss it."

On Saturday evening, Hannah looked closely at her four guests; she was trying to figure out what the perfect match would be.

Louise and Marilyn were on one side of the girls' bed staring dreamily at the door to the bathroom. Their master was alone in the boys' room. Hannah had asked John, Don, Lana and Ana to camp out in the studio that night and give her full reign of the 2^nd floor that night. She had requested Ron stay close by though, should his pets get out of hand.

"Either match looks fine," she thought, "I'll just let Annie and Martha choose for themselves, I'll let them test them both out before we go up."

Going over to Marilyn she said, "Annie and Martha are thirsty, spread your legs so they can have something to drink,"

Marilyn looked angrily at her and said, "You're not my master you can't—"

"Your master ordered the two of you to listen to me during this party; didn't he?"

Marilyn lowered her head in agreement and spreading her legs wide let Martha fall between them.

"Louise, while Martha is sampling the Marilyn juice, why don't you let Annie have a good taste of Louise juice?" Grabbing something off the chest of drawers she told the other two, "Sample them both very well, I'm interested in knowing which one you like best, I'll be back in around 20 minutes so have your way with them." Smiling she walked into the bathroom and quickly walked across to the boys bedroom.

"I thought you were coming to see me," Ron said, he was looking at the Plasma TV screen where Annie and Martha could be seen doing some fine dining.

"Have you been watching all night," Hannah asked.

"Since the first fuck session, so far you've had the masters fuck them both (first in the pussies then the asses), you then had each of the slaves return the favor, you then had Marilyn and Louise suck both Annie and Martha, now you're giving the masters a good taste test. So are they close to deciding yet?"

"So far they've scored them pretty even and would be happy either way; this taste test should be a true tie breaker."

"You know Honey, this still may not work, you can't just present them with new masters, not while they feel they have one already and are loyal to him."

"I know," Hannah said, "that's why the first part of the plan is to get them to reject you as a master."

"Good luck with that," Ron said a little amused, "only way that would happen is if they saw me dominated by someone and considered themselves prized trophies of the new master."

"Exactly," Hannah said smiling wickedly, "goodnight dear, I'll see you after she's finished, I love you."

"What are you talking—" Ron hadn't finished talking when Hannah raised the mace like bottle of knock out spray to his face and sprayed.

Grabbing Ron's cell phone from the desk she dialed quickly and talking said, "He's ready, come pick him up. She then sat on the bed to watch the girls in the next room a while, she was happy to see that they seemed very comfortable together.

Martha had moved on to Louise, while Annie was now sampling Marilyn, the two couples had gotten into 69 positions and were really going all for it. Hannah took special note of the looks on Martha and Annie and thought, "Oh yeah, they've made their choices!"

The hall door opened and Pietro and Amy came in, "Take him up and secure him in the stocks, you can leave the stairs down. I'm letting Martha and Annie stay awake to carry their new pets up themselves.

Once you have him secured, you can return to your rooms, you won't be needed again tonight."

"Yes young Mistress," Pietro said smiling and going over to where Ron was slumped on the floor grabbed him under his arms while Amy grabbed Ron's feet. Together they easily carried him out.

Hannah took another look at the screen and thought, "Good, Martha and Annie remembered to keep their heads on opposite sides of the bed like I asked, this should be quick." She grabbed her can of 'Knock Out' and headed for her room.

She walked into her room slowly, not wanting to alert Marilyn or Louise, she walked to the end of the bed where Louise's head was buried in Martha's cunt; next to them Annie was sucking Marilyn's clit and giving it tiny bites. Annie threw Hannah a look as she stood by Louise and in one swift move sprayed her. Annie smiled and went back to attacking Marilyn's clit.

Hannah walked around to the other side of the bed where Martha was still digging into Louise's cunt, even though she knew Louise was no longer conscious. Next to them Marilyn was sucking Annie's cunt feverishly, unaware of what was happening anywhere else in the room. Hannah gave her a quick spray and she was instantly out. Annie, however, did not stop attacking Marilyn's clit.

"I take it you've made your choices," Hannah said.

"Oh yeah," Martha said, "I love this girl's taste, I can't get enough of it."

"I don't find much difference in their taste," Annie said, "but I love how this girl knows exactly how to best stimulate me with that talented tongue of hers. I'd have her down there 24-7 if I could."

"You can," Hannah smiled, "she is all yours after tonight," Hannah went over to a drawer and pulled out four dog collars she had had prepared, she discarded two and presented Martha and Annie each with one of the other two. "My gift to you," she said, "now let's get this show on the road."

Ron didn't have the faintest idea how much time had elapsed before he caught a whiff of something and slowly started to return to his senses. He seemed in a far off place. Someone was talking, shouting actually, he couldn't quite make out the words yet. He wanted to rub his eyes, but something was keeping his hands from moving, trying to stretch his legs, Ron found that they too were secured.

"And who is this," someone was shouting, "tell me who is he?"

"He—he—he's ourrrr mmaasssterrr," someone said nervously and tearfully.

SLAP! SLAP! SLAP!

"This is not a master you dumb worthless piece of Shit! This is my toilet!"

These words forced Ron to fully open his eyes and become aware of his situation. He looked around and saw immediately that he was in the Mistress' torture room again. From the contorted position he was in, it was easy to guess he was in the same stocks Lana had been in when they last paid the Mistress a visit.

Ron could make out three people in front of him, the Mistress and his two pets. "Damn they look fucked up," Ron thought, "I don't think I want to know what hell she has put them through. They look beyond overjoyed though." He caught sight of some smelling salts on the floor by the Mistress and thought, "Well that explains why I'm back among the world of the living, 'anti-Knock out'. She probably kept me out cold and in front of the pets the whole time taunting them to ask me what to do if they couldn't make up their minds."