Swipe Right Ch. 05

For the next few hours, I did dishes, laundry and cleaned the bed in the main bedroom (sex stains everywhere. It's really an example of a job that Megan does that I take for granted). I was vacuuming the bedroom floor, while wearing nothing but an apron. The loud machine kept me from hearing someone approaching me from behind.

I felt hands move from my bare hips, up my sides and gave my titties a pleasant squeeze.

When I noticed the long, black fingers, I just swooned "I'm so happy you're home."

Sasha kissed my neck and just cuddled up with me "Decided to come home early. I've never seen Megan's ass so red. You guys ran away when I only did a fraction of that. You all are racist."

I couldn't help but giggle at Sasha's dark play on our rocky history "They seem to be thick as thieves. Megan can't sit down, but she says she loved it."

I took a step forward and showed off a few welts that Justine gave me "Look what she did to my bottom when I wasn't working fast enough." I turned towards her and pouted to look cute.

Sasha snickered "Awww poor baby." She kissed her hand and used it to give my butt a playful swat on my tiny bruise. "If she did to you what she did to Megan... Then we'd have a problem."

"No, nothing like that, but she did make me eat her out." I said with a bit of embarrassment.

"Damn, I'm not even here and you girls are freaks." Sasha seemed legitimately surprised.

"You didn't tell her to do all those things today?" I raised a suspicious eyebrow.

"I didn't tell Justine to do anything, except show up in the morning. I thought you all would just hang out or something." Sasha said with a shrug.

The idea that the day's events were all of Justine's free will sent a shiver down my spine. Maybe Justine really did fit in to this house of madness.

"How did she force you?" Sasha asked.

I blushed. "Ummm She got in my face and talked dirty." I admitted.

"Hardly seems like she MADE you do it." Sasha probed me "Did you make her cum?"

From behind my back, Sasha's hand moved over my tiny dick and started stroking me gently. My breathing got heavier "Yes."

"Did it turn you on?" Sasha's voice whispered in my ear like the Devil.

My hips started humping against Sasha's hand. It was so hard to lie as my horny brain tried to come up with an answer, but the truth came out "Yes, Daddy." I moaned.

Sasha's stroking got faster and I shut my eyes. It was so rare to get jerked off by Sasha, so I just enjoyed the ride. I wasn't proud of it, but I fantasized about Justine dominating me the whole time. My cum spurted out with a girlish gasp escaping my lipstick-covered lips.

"I love how weak you are." Sasha purred.

Sasha smirked and seemed satisfied with my dirty admission "Kiss me."

I spun around and looked up into her eyes. I got on my tippy toes and kissed her sweetly. Our love was fueled by the deep acceptance and openness we had towards each other. There didn't seem to be a secret desire too taboo to get between us. When the kiss broke, she moved her fingers close to my face.

I looked at her messy fingers and immediately understood what she wanted. One by one, I took each finger into my mouth and sucked it clean; all while maintaining eye contact with Daddy.

I had an idea "I think Megan and I have had plenty of excitement today. Why don't you focus on Justine tonight?"

"Are you sure?" Sasha asked in a way that reminded me of asking for the last slice of pizza. It's incredible that it was about fucking my sister.

"Yes, I'm sure. I got such good lovin' this morning." I said with a big smile.

I put the vacuum away and joined Sasha in the living room. We walked hand in hand.

The aggressive, domineering Justine was gone. She stood with her hands behind her back, waiting submissively for her mistress to give her orders.

Sasha merely beckoned her over with one hand and Justine bounced right over to Sasha's side. She snuggled into her like a lovesick kitten.

Sasha pulled both sisters in close "Samantha has graciously offered to let me focus on you all night." Her hand snaked around Justine's thin waist and two fingers start working their way into her cunt.

"Mmmm thank you, Lil Sis." Justine knew she had no power with Sasha around, but couldn't help adding the pet name.

"You're welcome, Big Sister." I just couldn't resist acknowledging her new 'title'.

Sasha got out of her work clothes, but kept her panties on. She sat on the couch "I didn't get a lot of love from that mouth of yours so far. Let's see what you got." She leaned back.

Justine was now on the spot. She walked in front of Sasha and got on her knees. Sasha's dormant cock strained the material of her panties even without being aroused. She moved her hands up her thighs to hook her fingers around Sasha's panties and pull them down her legs.

Justine's pussy moistened up when her tiny hands lifted up the heavy, limp cock. Even flaccid it looked pretty intimidating. It filled both of her hands when she lifted it up. She looked up and Sasha rested her chin against her fist with the most bored look.

The last thing she wanted was to bore Sasha! She got to work and used both hands to pump life into Sasha's rod. Once it got big enough, Justine opened her mouth wide enough to barely get the head past her lips.

I sat right next to Sasha and just cuddled into her. We started chatting about our day and other mundane things as if there weren't someone trying her best to swallow some thick black pipe.

Megan showed up with drinks for us; whiskey on the rocks for Sasha and a cosmopolitan for me.

"Thank you, Sweetie." I clinked drinks with Sasha.

Justine was struggling to stuff cock down her throat, but her hand did rise to run her fingers along Megan's red ass cheek.

Megan paused a little bit to enjoy the sting of pressure on her bruised ass. She walked funny, so she definitely still felt pretty battered from earlier. Megan never complained once.

Justine was in charge all day, so I wanted to show her insignificance when Sasha was around. "Wanna watch a movie?"

"Sure." Sasha responded casually.

Sasha looked Megan over with a cruel smile as she stood like an attendant "Why don't you have a seat with us?"

Megan pulled out a chair and groaned in pain as she sat down on her tender ass. She winced in pain and slowly sat down "Thank you, Ma'am. I'm honored."

Sasha giggled at her discomfort.

Justine smiled at Megan and rubbed her thigh.

For an hour and a half, we pretty much ignored Justine as she drooled all over Sasha's cock. The girl was definitely persistent. She'd need A LOT of practice to get the whole thing down.

Justine used that time to get used to Sasha's overwhelming size. Her face turned red when she ran out of air over and over again. Her throat made cute little gag noises. Her arms got tired trying to stroke all of the shaft that was left out of her mouth.

Sasha also displayed great stamina and control. She enjoyed Justine's exertions, and testing her resolve.

By the end of the movie, she managed to keep down half of it. Sasha yanked her up by her hair "All that time and can't make me cum once?!"

Justine rubbed her sore jaw with a look of failure.

Sasha's cock was throbbing angrily "Why don't you hop on top, unless you're a fuckin' quitter."

Justine was pretty tired, but there was no way she was going to give up. She climbed up and had to get pretty high up in the air to rub the head against her pussy.

My sister looked so tiny up there and she had such a long way to go down. Her face contorted as she started her descent. She hissed and grunted trying to get the right alignment. When she finally got the position right, she sunk down. It seemed like the wind got knocked out of her and her eyes rolled up into her head.

Sasha was pretty rough, but placed her hands under Justine's ass to make sure she didn't sink TOO far down before she was ready.

Justine steadied herself on Sasha's shoulders and started riding her pretty vigorously.

I watched her bounce up and down a bit before kissing Sasha on the cheek "I think we'll be getting ready for bed. You two have fun."

I helped Megan to get up and sent her to her room. Before leaving, I took another long look at the couch. Justine's cute little ass moved up and down my Daddy's thick chocolate bar. Now it was her pussy drooling all over her.

I put on a nightgown, an eye mask and went straight to sleep.

I was woken up when something went *THUD* on the bed. I had no idea how long I had been asleep, but Justine and Sasha were still going at it. They must have decided to move to the bed and didn't care that I was still on it. Curiosity got the better of me and I lifted my eye mask.

Justine was laying naked on the bed and breathing hard. It seemed like Sasha tossed her onto the bed. Sasha stood over her with a layer of sweat covering every inch of her delectable body. Every muscle moved with her breath and looked like it was perfectly designed to fuck weaker women into submission.

Sasha pulled Justine's shoulders to the edge of the bed so that her head would hang off of it. "Let me show you how to REALLY take it!" She growled and forced herself into Justine's mouth. I could see the outline of her cock against Justine's seriously stretched throat. Justine gagged, but Sasha held her in place. Sasha kept advancing no matter how hard Justine's body reacted.

I started to get worried that she'd choke, but Justine somehow managed to calm herself down. Finally, Sasha's balls rested on Justine's nose. The massive orbs seemed to know that Sasha buried herself completely and started to contract. Justine's eyes rolled into her head as she felt her stomach getting flooded from the inside.

Sasha slowly pulled out so she could shoot plenty of cum into her mouth and all over her face and hair. She allowed Justine to sit up so she wouldn't drown in it. Her mouth hung open; filled to the brim. Her new, blue hair was drenched and plastered to her face. Her face completely covered and dripping cum down onto her tits.

My sister looked gorgeous.

The onslaught wasn't over. As soon as Justine took a big gulp and swallowed what was in her mouth, Sasha spread her legs and thrust right back into her pussy.

I actually tried to go back to sleep, but it was pretty difficult with all the motion and noise. At one point, Justine screamed at full volume and I felt sprayed by her gushing pussy. It would happen two more times (along with all her smaller orgasms) as Sasha relentlessly fucked her until morning.

When my alarm went off, I raised my eye mask and didn't merely see the result of two people fucking. It looked like a God damned war had happened in my bed. Sasha looked like she had just finished without even trying to sleep. She was already up and headed for a much-needed shower.

My sister was lying naked with a look of utter astonishment. Her body was soaked in her own juices, and decorated with gobs of Sasha's thick cum. She also had small bruises and reddened skin. Her lungs struggled to get enough air back into her lungs, which made her wheeze softly.

I bit my lip and remembered the times Sasha used me so thoroughly. It could be overwhelming, but Sasha wasn't much of a 'cuddler' afterwards. It took a few years to get her to do it with me and definitely provided some warmth to the act. I remember craving a loving embrace from my cruel Goddess.

Justine looked surprised when I slid right up and put my arms around her. After the confusion, she turned on her side so we could spoon. I just rested my chin on her shoulder "Did you have fun?"

"I don't know my own name right now." She joked... or maybe she wasn't joking.

"It's Justine. Now you don't have to worry about it." I replied like a smartass and gave her shoulder a love bite.

"Thanks, now I know what it's like to have a bratty, lil sis." She said before a long pause. "I'm not apologizing for being a bitch earlier. I'll do it again next week." She said as a caveat to accepting comfort from me.

"It's alright. If you could move right now, I might worry about my Big Sister giving me a spanking." I gave her shoulder a sweet little kiss.

"I'll spank you next week, you little perv." Justine snickered.

"Don't you know? We're ALL pervs here." I played on Alice in Wonderland, but it was absolutely true.

Justine drifted off to sleep in my arms and I just peacefully laid there with her.

...

That first 'Justine Day' became pretty typical. She'd show up in the morning, go on a date with Megan, return home to torment me over chores and then become Sasha's plaything. Sasha let things play out during the day, but just 'happened to' give Megan the day off from chores whenever Justine showed up.

WEEK 3

I was on my hands and knees scrubbing the kitchen floor. I was a maid in my own home. Being forced into such a demeaning position by my interloper of a sister should have made me angry.

I listened to the sweet sounds of Megan crying out in the other room.

The mundane act of sliding the sponge back and forth on the tile floor sent a little jolt of excitement through me. I was being a good girl and doing what I was told. I should have been angry, but it felt good to obey. I didn't get the same rush out of it as Megan, but the dirty situation more than made up for it.

The house got quiet and I suspected that the girls were done playing for now.

A few minutes later, I saw bare feet walking on my floor. Megan looked like she was still riding high. She had a blissful smile and adorably disheveled red hair. Her body was decorated with red stripes from whatever Justine used to hit her.

Then I felt a spiked heel as Justine rested her foot on my ass "I've got a new clean up job for you, Slut." Justine said with a tinge of malice. "Look how messy your ex-fiancée is."

It was clear that I was to use my tongue. Without hesitation, I crawled closer and started lapping up Megan's cum and sweat from her legs and thighs.

Justine kept her foot on my ass, but didn't add a lot of pressure. The sharp heel could easily cause a lot of pain if she were to put her weight on it "Hey Peaches, why don't you tell lil sis what you told me earlier."

I kept licking Megan's skin as she started talking.

Megan took a deep breath "I'm so glad our engagement fell apart. Cheating on you was the best decision I've ever made."

Megan was not into humiliating me, but she was definitely into obeying her dominant. Opening up old wounds was all about pleasing Justine.

"I couldn't believe that the ONE time you decided to be a man was to take me away from Sasha. Then you tried to keep me happy with your pathetic, little, white, baby dick." Her words got a little more labored as my tongue got closer to her inner thigh "What the fuck did you expect?"

Instead of being wounded by her words, I rewarded her by lapping at her sensitive pussy.

Megan moaned as my tongue ran up her slit "Are you happier as a girl?"

My head bobbed up and down to indicate an enthusiastic 'yes'.

Megan stroked my hair lovingly "I'm happier too." Even when tasked to humiliate me, Megan couldn't help but be a little sweet.

Suddenly, I felt a sharp SMACK on my ass and I yelped loudly. I finally looked back and saw Justine. She wore a frilly, purple teddy with knee high black boots and a pretty intimidating strap on. The look seemed to fit her pretty well; a mix of soft and hard.

Justine smiled when she saw my eyes wander to her strap on. It was already lubed up and ready to escalate things to the next level.

I felt her small hands pull my panties to the side and spread my cheeks. The slicked-up toy slid easily inside me. I was used to Sasha, so I felt no discomfort until my head jerked back. Justine held a wad of my long hair and started to thrust into me as hard as she could.

I just stayed there and took it like a bitch. I looked up at Megan and she could tell I wanted to keep eating her out. She moved closer so that I could bury my tongue inside her and muffle the noise I made from my sister's rutting.

Megan's legs got wobbly as I pleasured her, but she stood in place dutifully.

Justine let out a little moan or grunt with each thrust. I knew she couldn't feel it like Sasha, but she enjoyed herself none the less. She had the same drive to control, but didn't have the same physical power.

Justine thought fucking me might have more of an impact on me, so she upped the ante. She thrust harder and seemed to get more turned on by the second. As she panted and brought herself closer to orgasm, Justine yanked my hair back and spanked me.

Megan hesitated as she looked down on me. I was the lady of the house and a friend.

But, Justine exerted the authority and Megan did not want to disappoint. "We really are blessed that we didn't get married." She pressed her pussy forcefully over my mouth to get herself off.

The combination of being humiliated and fucked made me cry out and cum.

I had to clean the floor all over again.

WEEK 5

We heard Sasha's car pull up. I was relieved that my maid duty for the week would soon be over. I honestly wasn't sure if Justine preferred being with Sasha or tormenting me.

Justine forced Megan and I onto our knees right before Sasha walked into the door.

I could tell right away that Sasha wasn't feeling the cheap act of submission. She held something behind her back and motioned for us to get back onto our feet.

Sasha walked right up to me and I felt a little nervous about what she was hiding. Was it a whip? A paddle? A chain or a rope to tie me up??

Sasha smiled and revealed a bouquet of flowers.

Needless to say, I was very surprised. I mouthed the words 'for me?', before I accepted the beautiful arrangement of flowers.

"How about you put on something nice and I'll make us dinner." Sasha looked at me lovingly.

A big smile got plastered to my face as I realized that Sasha was in one of her rare romantic moods.

Justine interrupted the moment "Umm Ma'am, did you want me to..."

Without even looking, Sasha pressed her hand to Justine's face and just pushed her gently onto the couch. It wasn't meant to hurt her, but it was clear that she was not wanted or needed at the moment.

I handed the bouquet to Megan and got so excited that I jumped up onto Sasha. I wrapped my legs around her waist and we just started kissing passionately. She held me up by my butt and I just enjoyed being suspended there.

Once the kiss broke, I was giddy and kicked my little feet in the air "EEEEEEK! I'm so excited! I'll get ready right away!" I was let down and I rushed to my big walk-in closet. There were so many dresses to choose from that I couldn't decide for 20 minutes. I couldn't believe Sasha was actually cooking. The idea made me a bit nervous, since I had no idea if she knew how. I took a quick shower and worked on my make-up. I decided on a semi-formal, purple dress. I wanted to be classy, but not overdressed.

My sweet Sasha looked out of her element in the kitchen, but there's no way I'd discourage her. I walked up behind her and got on my tippy toes to kiss her neck "It looks good." I said as I ignored all the cooking advice I could give her.

Sasha put her arm around my waist and pulled me in "Cooking is the secret reason I fuck women into slavery."

I giggled at the joke "Hope it's not the ONLY reason." I said as my hand moved over the bulge between her legs.

"Don't skip straight to dessert, Baby Girl." She said with a kiss.

...

JUSTINE

'Why was this shit happening on MY night?!' I thought to myself.

'Out of the entire week, Sasha chose TONIGHT to play the good spouse. Is it a test to see if I'll do anything? A test of obedience?' I racked my brain, but stood as still as Megan.

We were both standing there like lowly servants as Sasha and Samantha had their cute little date.