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Tom had the restraint to pull out, his cock still hard and throbbing. He stood up, now completely naked, and turned away. He was controlling his breath, eyes screwed shut, clearly edging back from the precipice of his own orgasm.Nina put her drink down on the kitchen countertop and picked up a pair of steel handcuffs. She got behind Emily again and gave her a hard spank. "Enough of that. In you go, prisoner."

Emily, still recovering from her orgasm, did not have the chance to bask in her afterglow. She crawled completely into the cage, which was too small for her to extend fully in any direction but just big enough for her to twist and turn around.

"Give me your hands," said Nina. Emily twisted around and presented both wrists out of the cage door. Nina squatted down and cuffed her, before shutting the cage door on Emily's face. She bolted it shut, then added a large black padlock.

"Well, inmate," said Nina, "you've been sentenced to put on a show for me. Mush, mush. Entertain me, or you'll be in there for a very long time."

Emily was still out of breath. She writhed as sexily as she could, but banged her wrist on one of the cage bars, causing it to rattle.

"Do you have to be told how to do everything?" Nina said sharply. "You really do deserve to be in there, you useless slut. Kneel, and spread your legs."

Emily carefully got to her knees, stooping slightly to avoid banging her head. She slid her knees apart, grateful for her biweekly yoga classes. This gave Nina a great view of Emily's vulva.

"Spread your labia," Nina said. "I want to see right into your vagina."

Emily reached down and slipped two fingers into her entrance, parting them wide for Nina. She glanced over at Tom, who was slowly working the shaft of his penis, his gaze fixed upon her.

"Masturbate for me, slut," said Nina. Emily did as she was told, sliding her fingers in and out of her vagina as she rubbed the opposite palm around her clit. Nina moved, doing something out of Emily's eyeline. She could hear the sound of a condom wrapped tearing, and then the condom being quickly applied to a toy. Nina lubricated her hands and rubbed them over the dildo, then squatted down. Emily's eyes bulged at the enormous toy in her hands - considerably bigger than she was used to working with, or than any realistic penis.

"Get that as far up your pussy as you can, then turn on the vibration and get yourself off for me," said Nina.

Slightly nervous, but open-minded, Emily shifted around carefully, and placed the head of the dildo against her slick entrance. It eased in fairly easily, Emily's natural wetness enhanced by the generous lubrication Nina had applied to the toy. Emily was, however, only able to insert a little over half the length before bottoming out. She felt so full, almost uncomfortably so.

"You're pathetic," Nina sneered, and Emily felt a shiver run through her at the words. She could scarcely believe how much she got off on the disrespectful way Nina talked to her during role-play. "Let me show you how a real woman takes a real cock."

Nina passed a wrapped condom through the bars to Emily. "Give that to your fiancé."

Oh, this was humiliating for Emily. Not only was she allowing Nina to fuck her future husband, but she was being made to give her approval. "Master, this is for you," Emily said.

Tom stepped towards her. His semi-erect cock was noticeably hardening in front of her. He leaned in as close to her ear as the bars would allow. "Are you sure?"

Emily nodded.

"If you change your mind at any time..."

"I know."

Emily tore open the condom wrapper. She gestured for Tom to come closer. He knelt straight in front of her, keeping his thighs aligned with his torso. Emily reached out through the bars and rolled the condom down Tom's dick.

Nina had stripped to her underwear, an emerald-green matching set of bra and panties. Tom stood up, towering over her. Nina put her hand on his washboard abs and pushed him back to the sofa. Tom lay down, squirming to find a comfortable position.

"Watch closely, inmate," said Nina. "This is how it's done. I want to see that thing much deeper inside you by the time I'm done, or you'll be punished."

She was right. Tom broke the kiss, instead kissing her neck as he pulled Emily's t-shirt up to her clavicle, holding it in place with his left hand. He then yanked her bra down, revealing her breasts, which sat firm above her now-useless undergarment. He dropped to his knees, kissing Emily's stomach with his hands groping her soft tits. Emily struggled to unbutton her jeans as Tom ran his tongue around her navel. It was like a switch had been thrown inside them. Emily had successfully sparked Tom's sex drive and was now suddenly having to keep up with his ravenous hunger for her.

Emily fell backwards onto the other sofa. Tom grabbed the legs of her jeans and tugged them off. She smiled devilishly. "Please, Master, eat me."

He stuck his head between her thighs and took a big sniff of her musk. He slipped her panties off, then ran a trail of kisses down her right thigh, from the inside of her knee all the way up to her outer labia. As he circled in on her clitoris, Emily squirmed with pleasure, her elbows and shoulder blades digging into the plush settee. Her hands went to Tom's on her breasts, holding them in place as he ate her out. Emily's breaths were short and shallow. Tom might have needed some encouragement to get aroused, but she hadn't - she was very turned on, and the oral sex was only accelerating her rush towards orgasm.

Their lovemaking was suddenly interrupted by a clanging sound that made them both turn their heads. Nina had got up and opened the cage door. "That's quite enough of that. In you go, prisoner."

Emily struggled to her feet, her arms cramping. She stepped over to the cage and dropped to her knees in front of the cage door. Kneeling at Nina's feet, she finally pulled off her t-shirt and discarded it on the carpet.

"In you go, prisoner," said Nina.

Emily began to crawl into the cage, but then she felt Tom's strong hand on her right hip.

"Hold it right there," Tom said. Emily was on all fours, her navel just over the threshold of the cage. "I'm not done with you yet, inmate. Hands on the bars."

Emily was caught between the conflicting - indeed, outright contradictory - requests of the two Doms. All things considered, she prioritised Tom's demand, putting her hands on the bars on the far side of the cage.

Kneeling behind Emily, Tom undid his jeans and pulled them down to his knees, along with his boxer briefs. This liberated his erect cock, already stood at full mast. Tom gave Nina a wink as she sipped on her whisky, before sliding his dick into Emily's slick vagina.

Nina admired the view: Emily as the damsel in distress clinging desperately to the bars of her cage for support, while Tom fucked her from behind. Their fucking wasn't fluid or graceful - Tom was not entirely comfortable kneeling on his jeans - but the scene more than made up for it. Nina had to hand it to Tom. Watching him fuck Emily through the cage door was exquisite. She slipped her free hand into her panties, forefinger gliding into her wetness while her thumb gently massaged her clitoris. "You like that, inmate?" Tom said, grabbing a fistful of Emily's hair.

"Punish... me..." Emily panted.

Tom gave her a few spanks, synchronised with some slow but forceful thrusts of his hips. That was all Emily needed. She came, hard.

"I should have put towels down," Nina remarked dryly, as Emily voided onto the previously spotless carpet.

Tom had the restraint to pull out, his cock still hard and throbbing. He stood up, now completely naked, and turned away. He was controlling his breath, eyes screwed shut, clearly edging back from the precipice of his own orgasm.Nina put her drink down on the kitchen countertop and picked up a pair of steel handcuffs. She got behind Emily again and gave her a hard spank. "Enough of that. In you go, prisoner."

Emily, still recovering from her orgasm, did not have the chance to bask in her afterglow. She crawled completely into the cage, which was too small for her to extend fully in any direction but just big enough for her to twist and turn around.

"Give me your hands," said Nina. Emily twisted around and presented both wrists out of the cage door. Nina squatted down and cuffed her, before shutting the cage door on Emily's face. She bolted it shut, then added a large black padlock.

"Well, inmate," said Nina, "you've been sentenced to put on a show for me. Mush, mush. Entertain me, or you'll be in there for a very long time."

Emily was still out of breath. She writhed as sexily as she could, but banged her wrist on one of the cage bars, causing it to rattle.

"Do you have to be told how to do everything?" Nina said sharply. "You really do deserve to be in there, you useless slut. Kneel, and spread your legs."

Emily carefully got to her knees, stooping slightly to avoid banging her head. She slid her knees apart, grateful for her biweekly yoga classes. This gave Nina a great view of Emily's vulva.

"Spread your labia," Nina said. "I want to see right into your vagina."

Emily reached down and slipped two fingers into her entrance, parting them wide for Nina. She glanced over at Tom, who was slowly working the shaft of his penis, his gaze fixed upon her.

"Masturbate for me, slut," said Nina. Emily did as she was told, sliding her fingers in and out of her vagina as she rubbed the opposite palm around her clit. Nina moved, doing something out of Emily's eyeline. She could hear the sound of a condom wrapped tearing, and then the condom being quickly applied to a toy. Nina lubricated her hands and rubbed them over the dildo, then squatted down. Emily's eyes bulged at the enormous toy in her hands - considerably bigger than she was used to working with, or than any realistic penis.

"Get that as far up your pussy as you can, then turn on the vibration and get yourself off for me," said Nina.

Slightly nervous, but open-minded, Emily shifted around carefully, and placed the head of the dildo against her slick entrance. It eased in fairly easily, Emily's natural wetness enhanced by the generous lubrication Nina had applied to the toy. Emily was, however, only able to insert a little over half the length before bottoming out. She felt so full, almost uncomfortably so.

"You're pathetic," Nina sneered, and Emily felt a shiver run through her at the words. She could scarcely believe how much she got off on the disrespectful way Nina talked to her during role-play. "Let me show you how a real woman takes a real cock."

Nina passed a wrapped condom through the bars to Emily. "Give that to your fiancé."

Oh, this was humiliating for Emily. Not only was she allowing Nina to fuck her future husband, but she was being made to give her approval. "Master, this is for you," Emily said.

Tom stepped towards her. His semi-erect cock was noticeably hardening in front of her. He leaned in as close to her ear as the bars would allow. "Are you sure?"

Emily nodded.

"If you change your mind at any time..."

"I know."

Emily tore open the condom wrapper. She gestured for Tom to come closer. He knelt straight in front of her, keeping his thighs aligned with his torso. Emily reached out through the bars and rolled the condom down Tom's dick.

Nina had stripped to her underwear, an emerald-green matching set of bra and panties. Tom stood up, towering over her. Nina put her hand on his washboard abs and pushed him back to the sofa. Tom lay down, squirming to find a comfortable position.

"Watch closely, prisoner," said Nina. "This is how it's done. I want to see that thing much deeper inside you by the time I'm done, or you'll be punished."

Emily wasn't sure it was possible to get it any further inside her. It wasn't an issue of the diameter of her vagina, which could always stretch, but its depth, which was much less flexible. Maybe she could get it as much as a centimetre further, but any more than that... if it was possible, then Emily would have learned something new about her anatomy.

Nina slipped out of her panties, kicking them up onto the sofa next to Tom's head, but kept her bra on. She mounted Tom, who was looking at Emily's desperate self-pleasuring.

"Ahem," said Nina. "Eyes on me, thank you. She's not going anywhere."

Tom glanced up at Nina, and smiled apologetically. He gave her a spank. "Fuck me and I'll pay attention."

Nina grabbed Tom's hands and brought them to her breasts. They were modest, matching Nina's general petite stature. Nina lowered herself down Tom's latex-covered cock, riding him expertly. She threw her head back and closed her eyes, enjoying the sensation of him inside her. She ground herself on top of him. As much as Nina enjoyed the dominant role, it came with a certain responsibility towards the submissive. Right now with Tom, there was none of that - she could focus on her own pleasure.

When she looked down at Tom again, she caught him sneaking another glance at Emily. Nina was rather put off at this. She grabbed her discarded panties and held them over Tom's eyes. "Look at me while I fuck you, dickhead."

Tom gritted his teeth and tried to thrust up into Nina in time with her grinds down on him. It was slightly awkward, but they were both getting off all the same.

"I'm gonna cum," said Tom. Now it was Nina's turn to look over at Emily, who had forgotten to keep masturbating and was instead helplessly rattling her cage door, unable to do anything about what she was watching without using her safe word.

"See, prisoner, this is how you make a man cum," said Nina. "Maybe he wouldn't be cheating if you did a better job."

Tom's eyes rolled back in his head. Nina stopped riding him, panting for breath. She climbed off him and Tom sat up, removing his filled condom and tying a knot in the end. He walked around to the kitchen and threw it in the bin.

Nina squatted down and inspected Emily. Both women were flushed in the face. Emily was acutely aware that Nina hadn't climaxed, and was going to find some way of getting off.

Nina tutted. Emily had barely got the dildo Nina had gave her any further inside. "A most pathetic attempt. I lend you a treasured toy and you fail to appreciate it and utilise it correctly. Clearly you need to be taught some respect. We're going to punish you. I'm going to enjoy it."

Surely Nina knew that she'd asked the impossible of Emily. Perhaps the punishment was meant to be unavoidable, and the helplessness of her inevitable fate was part of the humiliation.

Nina grabbed a strap on and secured it around her waist. The cock was more realistically proportioned than the dildo, but still intimidatingly large. Nina applied the third condom of the night to it, then a generous application of a watery lubricant.

Nina undid the black padlock holding the cage shut. Emily realised, embarrassed, that it wasn't a true lock, but purely decorative. She could have got out at any time.

"Bend over the footrest, prisoner," said Nina.

Still handcuffed, Emily identified the light-grey footrest positioned in front of the sofa. She crawled over to it and laid her stomach on the top, presenting her backside for Nina. The dominatrix gave her a spank, enjoying the way Emily's butt rippled under the impact.

"Spread your cheeks for me," Nina said.

Emily tried to lift her cuffed hands above her head, but failed to get them behind her back. "I'm sorry, mistress, I can't."

Nina grabbed a fistful of Emily's light brown hair. "Can't isn't an option. Find a way."

Desperate, Emily wriggled down off the footstool and tried going the other way, passing the chain of her cuffs over her knees and then her feet. Her hands now behind her back, she bent back over and spread her bubble butt, exposing her anus.

Nina positioned the head of her strap on against Emily's puckered entrance. "This is going to hurt," she snarled. "Relax as best you can."

Nina fiddled with the dildo, turning on the vibrate setting. This stimulated her clitoris as well as Emily's rectum as she pushed inside. Emily have a low moan. Yes, it hurt, but in a similar way to how being spanked hurt - she got off on it. Tom always took his time and made sure she was ready when they did anal, but Nina had no such qualms and was happy to use it as a punishment.

Tom was erect again now - watching his fiancée's ass be violated by a beautiful woman as they both moaned with pleasure was deeply erotic. He knelt in front of Emily, his dick at mouth height. She opened up for him and took his meat into her mouth. She licked the underside of his shaft while sucking intensely. Emily was sandwiched between her two lovers, ravishing her from either end.

Being pegged by Nina was very different to having anal with Tom. Not only was Nina less gentle, but while Tom preferred long thrusts that stimulated the entire length of his shaft, Nina preferred shorter thrusts with barely any backwards movement, combined with a lot of grinding. Her aim was to stimulate her clitoris, which required entirely different movements. Emily was enjoying it, but mostly due to the vibrations from the toy rather than anything Nina was doing.

"Oh, God, shit... ahhhh," Nina screamed, as her orgasm crashed upon her. She withdrew from Emily's rear passage, removed the strap-on, and flopped onto the sofa, basking in her afterglow. "Tom... be a dear and let me watch you sodomise her for a few minutes..."

Tom, caught up in the oral pleasure Emily was giving him, slowly pulled out, "You OK?" he asked her.

"I'm doing great," Emily said. "Let's entertain our host."

Emily swivelled round, presenting her derrière to Tom. He was surprised at how easy it was to get inside her stretched rectum, thanks to Emily's saliva on his cock and Nina's work prepared Emily's backdoor for him. Emily, for her part, enjoyed the deep pressure Tom applied, stimulating the internal clitoral nerve endings close to her butthole. The air was soon thick with their carnal moans. The force of Tom's thrusts were causing Emily's vulva to rub against the footstool, sending shivered of pleasure up her spine. She came pretty quickly; Nina enjoyed watching Emily's face contort with pleasure.

"I'm gonna cum," Tom said.

"Put it on her pretty face," Nina said. "She deserves that, don't you, prisoner?"

"Oh, yes, I'm a filthy cum slut who loves facials, blow your load on my face."

Tom pulled out and they both turned, meeting in the middle. He gave his cock a few final pumps with his hand and shot a few small bursts of ejaculate onto Emily's nose. 

"Give me your hands, prisoner," said Nina. She removed the handcuffs. Emily shook her wrists, and then wiped the cum off her face, licking her fingers clean.

"That was... wow," said Emily, short of breath.

"Yeah, incredible stuff ladies," said Tom. "Thanks, Nina. We owe you."

Nina necked her drink, the gasped. "My pleasure. Same again this time tomorrow?"

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On their final day in Prague, Emily and Tom took Nina out for dinner to thank her for hosting them.

"It's been a genuine delight having you both around," said Nina. "You must come again." She raised her glass. "To good friends."

"Good friends," they echoed, clinking their glasses together.

"Cheers, Nina," said Emily. "Though I must admit, I think we'll be remembering this break for the wrong reasons."

Tom's phone had, eventually, been handed in at police station in the second district. The instructions on his Lock Screen told them to call Emily, which had reunited Tom with the phone. The trauma of Emily's arrest, and the large accompanying fine, was harder to shift.

"We don't need a special honeymoon anyway," Tom said, holding Emily's hand and stroking his thumb lovingly down the back. "We've got a lifetime to look forward to."