Cougar House Ep. 026: Leash Agreement

After an evening bubble bath to relax herself Margo Needy crawled out and dried off. Wrapping her towel about her she let out her bath water and prowled the halls, still wet. After her heated debate with roomie Heath Talbot over dominance she tried to sort out exactly how to do what he wanted without losing her identity. While loving sex and being dominated was all good, living life as a fulltime slave just wasn't what she wanted. Roleplay while perfect in her mind was just not enough for Heath. For any of her roommates for that matter. At least Cabot and Eric were negotiable, thus far. Heath and Brian leaning more toward control over her. They were contemplating toward absolute ownership. Was that even possible?

Exploring the halls she finds all four of their bedroom doors wide open, yet they were no where in sight. Journeying downstairs she finally hears voices coming from the basement family room. Tempted to just overhear them she felt lured in by an unseen force, her little devil telling her to get down there. She listened to Hotstuff and flicked her angel from her other shoulder. Margo Needy wanted to live bad, not good. At least at the moment. Feathers went flying.

Down the steps she went to confront the boys. Tonight one of the rare nights that they all had off together the four sat downstairs drinking beer and shooting the shit. To her surprise there was another visitor, Brian's brother Jeff sat in on the conversation about nothing.

"Jeffrey." Excited to see him Margo shuffles by everyone and plops down in Jeff's lap sitting sideways, her legs poised outward toward his brother Brian. Hugging him tightly he grinned from ear to ear.

"Hey beautiful. Damn you smell yummy." He rubs her long legs as they drape over his lap.

"Cotton candy bath beads."

"Nice. Reminds me the County Fair should be around the corner. Corndogs and Ferris Wheels. Good times."

"What are my loving sons up to this evening?" She leers about at the others. "Dare I ask?"

"Talking about girls." Cabot sighed.

"These girls?" She unwraps her towel and abandons it for nudity. Jeff wasted no time choosing a lady friend in palming a tit.

"Good looking girls."

"Ready for that family talk?" Heath cleared his throat and got right to the point.

"If you like Master."

"Master?" All four of the other boys eye Heath with curiosity.

"Margo has something to tell us. Doesn't she?" Heath held any smile wanting to be expressed in check.

"Yes Master. I live to serve all of you. From here on I will call each of you Master and serve you all as you desire of me." She would feed their fantasies until it became necessary to stand up for herself. For now she just wanted their full attentions and if that meant giving in, so be it.

"Now that's what I'm talking about." Brian slaps the coffee table with both hands repeatedly like a drum. "I hoped that gangbang got you thinking."

"May I speak freely my Masters?"

Cabot quickly jumped in with, "HOLD UP! We're taking this crap too far guys. Margo owns this house we're just living here. In my mind that makes her the Master."

"Speak up." Eric showing signs of leeriness, also defended her.

"I need all of you, including you Master Heath to listen to me very closely. Once I've said what I need to say I will bite my tongue unless I feel the need to exercize my rights. Jeffrey?"

"Yeah?"

"I might need you to stop kissing my nipple I can't think straight." She giggles.

"Nope. Keep talking." He continues nibbling at her, she smiles fanning herself trying to stay focussed.

"First off I want you boys to understand that at times I will need my freedom to make up my own mind on things. If I do get my Bed & Breakfast off the ground I'll need to run the place. I've considered talking to my friend Elena about helping me manage the place when and if I get the money to build on to my home."

"Elena hot?" Brian perked up.

"Extremely hot. She was a model as well. We toured together on the fashion circuit. Look her up on your cellphone, her full name is Elena Kerrington." Brian does just that as Cabot moves next to him in his search. While they perused the web she continued. "I want nothing more than to be everything you boys want of me. I will absolutely serve all of you sexually, calling each of you Master would be my honor. I just need you boys to give me room to be myself too."

"That's not 100%." Heath sits forward with a stern scowl.

"No. I cannot offer any of you 100% Heath...Master. Sexually yes 100%. Life in general not so much. If you cannot agree to that, then you Sir need to decide if you wish to stay in my home or leave. I will not kick you out. You know I want you here. However, the choice is yours."

"Good enough for me." Jeffrey lifts away from her breast to acknowledge his vote.

"You don't live here yet. Your vote doesn't count." Heath shakes his head.

"HOLY SHIT!" Brian raises his voice, "Elena is smoking hot. Half black?" He looks to Margo for confirmation.

"Yes. Her Father is African American and was a Navy Officer out of West Point, her mother a Cuban dancer. She went to Princeton University and got a Master's degree in business."

"At least she's a Master, if not a different kind." Eric chuckled.

"She married a wealthy CEO of a pharmaceutical company but it ended badly, now she struggles to find employment because he gave her a bad recommendation in the business community. At least as of six monthes ago. I will need to check in on her before any actual offer."

"She got nudes?" Brian chuckled.

Cabot rolls his eyes, "Don't get your hopes up. She's not gonna be interested in us young pups like Margo is."

"I would not say that is a guarantee but like me Elena is...active." Margo playfully winks at Cabot Ross. "She would need to be comfortable here before any of you attempt to conquer her as you all wish to do me. Slavery? Doubtful. Sexually? I know my girl."

"Found some nudes." Brian flares up excitedly, "Ohhhh I'm so fucking her, big hair and all. She reminds me of that singer Rihanna."

"She does sing. We used to karaoke between photoshoots to kill the boredom." Margo recalls fond memories.

"Enough of this Elena." Heath interupts, "Let's talk about the Four Master's."

"Five." Jeffrey raises his hand from Margo's knee, "When I move in."

"Yes Master." Margo pats his cheek lovingly, "When you move in."

"That day in the attic has gone to your head Bro." Eric Crowe hisses at his best buddy Heath Talbot.

"She liked acting all slave toward us."

"It was no act. Well, partially." Margo crawls from Jeff's lap and prowls around the big oak coffee table between she and Heath. Moving in front of Heath she drops to her knees in front of him and looks up with doe like eyes, "I will serve you well...sexually...dominance as you choose. Just give me room to be myself. I promise you it will be worth it Master."

"Beggers can't be choosers Bro." Eric coughs up.

"Whatever. Hardcore bondage Bitch."

"As you wish Master."

"No more fucking underwear."

"For and around you none. When I am myself I will wear what I want."

"Then, I'll cut those fuckers off of you."

"I would prefer you not destroy my clothing."

"Leave her stuff alone Talbot." Eric intervened.

"Please do not fight my battles Eric. Master Heath? Please dare to look me in the eye, I will lower mine with respect after we find our way." He locks eyes with a very unhappy scowl. "I told you yesterday how I felt."

"You also agreed to 100%."

"Yes...sexually. As much as I would love to agree to being a fulltime slave I can't. I will not be resorted to cook, maid, and ass wiper. If I choose to do those acts that is my decision, nothing forced upon me. As I've said, morning, noon, and night I will let you take me sexually, any way you so choose. Without argument. This goes for all of my Masters, share me as you decide."

"Bondage like Heath and I had you a few days back?" Brian asked.

"Yes."

"Even leaving you there for hours like we did?"

"Yes. If I know there is something that requires me to be myself I will inform you ahead of time. Otherwise do as you will, I shall obey."

"Yeaaaah? I'm not up for that." Cabot retaliates, "Love you Margo, but between dating Maria and the waitresses I'm a little busy. I'm just gonna treat you like Mom."

"You do not desire me anymore?" She pouts.

"Oh hell yes. Don't think I won't fuck you again. My dick has limits is all." He laughs. "Including you I'm tapping four girls. Five if Grace and I run into one another again."

"Bro!! I can relate, I'm getting ready to tap my three step..." Jeff hits his brother in the gut halting his admission. "What was that for?"

"They're my steps too Dickhead."

"Hey I don't mind sharing."

"Too weird." Jeff admits then just as quickly mulls it over. "Well...maybe."

"Steps?" Eric questioned them, "Awww hell. Your stepsisters? You two are fucking crazy." Brian pulls up the picture his dad gave him of stepsister Gwen's boob job showing her off. Eric swiftly puckers and changes his mind. "Can I get in on that?"

"Why the hell not. Fellas? Do I have ideas..." Brian chuckles. Pure evil.

"So, you will be too busy to enslave me Master Brian?" Margo shyly pouts.

"FUCK NO. Never too busy to tap you Landlady. Might use that attic without you one of these days. Any objections?"

"No. Please be considerate of Darryl's toys, that is all I ask."

"Gotcha."

"Thank you Master Brian."

Heath sits forward and glares directly at Margo., "Alright! I'll play this your way. BUT!!...I'm not going to have sympathy. When you least expect it, on your time or not I'm gonna find out just how deep this devotion goes. Sex is 24/7 even if it doesn't involve intercoarse. If you're being honest, then even if you say this is your time not ours I'm going to challenge that. 100% sexually...100% on the edge."

"I can accept that."

"Good. Let's find out how much you're into this slave thing." He reaches behind him and procures an unexpected surprise. Hiding in the sofa cushion was a collar and a dog leash that he had discovered in the attic. "Look what I found. Look familiar?"

"Yes. Darryl would lead me on this leash."

"From now on we lead you."

"Yes Master."

"That includes you Ross. Stop being a pansy." Cabot rolls his eyes at Heath's words.

"Dude! You've changed."

"I know what I want. You all want this, you just aren't admitting it."

"I know I like the idea." Brian chuckles.

"Come here." Heath lures Margo in and surrounds her throat with the collar. Once tethered together, he curls his fingers up under the leather and drags her closer to his face. "You're wearing this 24/7."

"I will not wear it 24/7 Heath."

"Yeah, when I'm with Margo I don't wanna see her wearing it. I prefer her beauty without the disrespect." Cabot scowls.

"Same here Buddy." Eric concurs, "I might wanna kiss her neck, I don't want a mouth full of leather."

"Masters?" She poises a finger. "Thank you for loving me enough to defend me, but I don't need defending. I will honor each of you in whatever way you so choose. With Heath I will wear the collar proudly, no matter the circumstances. With each of you I will still call you Master however you need to use me. You may then remove my collar as you wish."

"I'm not even sure of you calling me Master." Eric winces, "I mean I like the control aspect but I'd rather you call me by name."

"As you wish Eric."

"Same here." Cabot adds.

"Master sexually. Brian in daily routine. I don't wanna bring my stepsisters out here and you call me Master. Now by them I might want to be called Master." Brian laughs.

"Does have a nice ring to it. They won't go for that though." Jeff frowns.

"Kissed all three one after the other Bro. They're into me."

"Seriously?" Jeff winced, "All three?"

"Yep. MJ and Daphne kissed me with both under each arm. They didn't resist and didn't call me out for it."

"Gwen?"

"She saw me from the window of the ice cream shop. I sucked her titties just before her boyfriend showed up. Braedon Wilkes if you can believe that."

"Douschebag Braedon? He won't be faithful to her, he's a player."

"Neither would we Bro. I still intend to fuck all three."

"I might have to stop by there and say hi. Been awhile." Jeff puckered.

"Busy week helping Dad but look out next weekend. Dad says the girls live in their backyard pool, wearing skimpy bikinis when their Mom's at work. Perfect timing. Might even take my trunks."

"Why? You know you'll skinny dip."

"True dat! Yeah I'll leave my trunks at home. Shock those bitches when I do."

"I don't know how Dad lives with all women. He's a horndog." Jeff shakes his head while rubbing his neck.

"Well, he did take Gwen's topless pic. Goes to show they trust him."

"They're fools. I wouldn't."

While the brothers banter, Heath attaches the leash to Margo's collar and stands up over her. "Let's go for a walk."

"Yes Master." She remains on her hands and knees. Leading her Heath merely circles the coffee table hoping to entice his friends. The adventure definitely ended conversations. Suddenly, all of them discovered this to be intriguing. Even Cabot and Eric.

"Dicks out Morons. Give the dog a bone."

Brian and Jeff were quick to yank their pants down and nurture their erections into a full throttle exertion. Eric hissed a bit then followed suit. Only Cabot lingered until he stood up and said, "I need to go call Maria." Excusing himself he kept quiet over his concern for Margo. She had made it clear she wanted this. She was still Mom to him.

"Lap dance." He tugs her leash toward Jeff. Margo smiles, grateful for his command.

"Best ever Master." She crawls up into Jeffrey's lap and begins grinding her labia as it molds around his cock for a warm ride. Jeffrey held her hips as she enjoyed his embrace. Smothering her tits around his face she quickly finds a mouth returning to her nipples. With the idea of encouraging the others more toward dominating Margo on a regular basis Heath takes the handle of her leash and curls it around Jeff's wrist. Lifting his mouth from her nipple just long enough to acknowledge his gift Jeff grips the leash and wraps it a few more times about his forearm to shorten its lead. The tauntness pulled Margo closer until her face was in his, her eyes studying his thoughts. She knew Jeffrey liked this sudden surge, she could feel his throbbing cock grow in repetition of pulse.

"I might just get used to this." He hisses into her face.

"I will serve my fifth Master well." She melts at his stern glare.

"Fuck this lap dance. On your knees and suck my cock."

"On my way Sir." She peels away until realizing that his lead prevented her from moving to the floor. Adapting she went to her knees between he and Brian and leaned forward to best consume his erection. Once she begins devouring him Jeff nods his approval. In the same nod he turns his attention to his brother.

"So, how's ole' Carmen looking these days? Mom was always just as hot as her daughters."

"I haven't seen her again since graduation." Brian chats while rubbing Margo's ass rearing up for his touch. Rubbing her cheeks almost lovingly Brian shrugs, "I guess I should try and get along with her."

"We both should. We've held grudges too damned long since Dad pulled his crap on Mom. Carmen stole him away, but technically Dad strayed first in finding her. At least Carmen did try to get along with us. So did her girls."

"Until Dawn punched Carmen out. That was a tough one."

"Our sister was always the scrapper Bro. You talk with Dawn in awhile?" Jeff strokes Margo's fallen hair from her eyes to watch her swallow his dick whole, gagging at balls deep.

"Nope. Still stripping last I heard."

"Still into girls?"

"That's a stupid question." Brian pauses to lick Margo's ass hole giving her goosebumps. Three good licks he stops. "Dawn doesn't like guys much and you know it. At least she gets some hot girls. Recall that Erin chick she brought home to meet Mom at Christmas last year? I'd lick that bitch under the mistletoe."

"Ohhh yeah! She was gorgeous in a Britney Spears kind of way." Jeff tugs his leash to get Margo's attention, "I'm not hearing sloppy noises Slut." Margo increased her friction and moaned in a greedy tone, the added tongue and hand action made Jeff drop his head back. "That's more like it. Fight for that seamon Momma." Margo gave it her all, it was merely a waiting game.

Off to their left Eric gave up stroking his cock and decided to kill time on his phone. Pulling up the photo of his employee Kym's ass and her new tattoo he shook his head. He hadn't planned on dating her, but after tagging her in his office the thoughts seemed to become more appealing.

"Who is that?" Heath dropped next to Eric, "Oh, shit! Is that...?" Heath remembered just days ago that Eric had mentioned Kym. Margo recalled the subject as well, having told Eric that he should pursue the girl. Even in her leashed predicament Margo always eavesdropped.

"Kym. Yeah, get a closer look at her tattoo." He uses his fingertips on the cell screen to enlarge her photo. Squinting at it Heath peaked an eye brow.

"Two crows? She suggesting you marry her?" He laughed.

"Heckel and Jeckel. She's just trying to get my attention is all."

"She's got mine. I'd fuck her tight little ass. You tag that?"

Eric chuckled, "Over my desk. I couldn't resist. I was tempted to again at closing time but I just couldn't get her hopes too high. I'm not really sure what I want."

"Looks like we've all been busy. You recall Jenna Nichols?"

"Jenna from the swim team?"

"Yep. Good memory, considering I had to be reminded." He grimaced.

"What about Jenna?"

"I fucked her in the High School's swimming pool. Underwater on the bottom even, that was crazy hot. Diving board too." He took pride in the fact that they had made their rounds.

"Nice!" Eric puckered picturing Jenna in his mind. Heath brings out his own cell and shares video of the Coach fucking Jenna from behind and her talking to Heath. With the volume up even Brian and Jeff heard Jenna calling Heath, "Sir."

"I'm owning this slut too." Heath became greedy and smug. Margo winked at Heath as her lips moved up and down rapidly over Jeff's girth. Heath had to pause at the wink wanting to scold her for thinking on her own, yet he bit his tongue. Ego felt good.

Hearing Heath so devoted to possessing other girls Margo Needy smiled, almost regretting her affectionate wink toward Heath in what she considered a vote of confidence in him. Gaze averted Margo took a deeper interest in making Jeff cum down her throat. It didn't take long before Jeff Hancock snarled and detonated a nice mint cream smoothie into her mouth. She took it like a noisy eater, her feverish delight aiming to target the boys into wanting some of the same.

Gripping Margo by her hips Brian pulls her toward him but hoists her lower body into the air, Jeff relenquishing the leash to Brian who curls it about his own wrist. Lifting her thighs higher he nuzzles her cunt and plants her knees over both of his shoulders. She in turn moves in viciously to suck his monster cock. Before feasting on her drenched pussy Brian grumbles, "High School? You hit up on ole' Fannie while you were there?" Attention divided a moment Brian had to know details.

"Sure did. I'm meeting Fannie on Saturday in Erlich...TRAINsylvania Station."

"Roach motel?" Jeff chuckles.

"Feast your eyes on these." Heath sits forward to show them Fannie's pussy pics while she was driving.

"That's Fannie?" Brian winced, "She's got a thick clit." He then bit Margo's clit for meanness, Margo squealing at her nibbled sensitivity. "Damn Mom, you just squirted a little." Brian chuckled. She swiftly lifted her ass closer to his face and rubbed her juices all across it. "Oh, now that gets the slave punished." He devoured her cunt in a ferocious appetite and tongued her hole as deep as he could force it. Two index fingers in her asshole added to her torment. Margo loved the animal side to Brian when he exerted it so aggressively.