As we walked into the room the mood changed.
"Strip" she demanded. I knew not to argue, embarrassed beyond belief I stripped completely naked, no clothes, not even any pubic hair to protect me, I stood in front of them horny and humiliated, a toy. Mistress and her boyfriend stayed fully clothed looking at me. I could see raw lust in her eyes, her look making me tremble, making me weak. He looked vaguely amused. I couldn't resist it, I was so deep in my submission that I did what I had to do, it just felt right. I dropped to my knees crawling over to them.
"Kiss my feet. Thank me for allowing you this privilege." Kneeling, face to the ground I kissed her feet, sexy in black strappy heels. Kissing her instep, the arch of her foot, her toes, all the exposed skin. I showered every part of her feet in my gratitude. My cock ached. Mistress leant down and fondled my cock for a few minutes, saying nothing, A few hard swats to my ass followed. I was bracing myself for more when she turned to her boyfriend and started to make out. I was forgotten for a few minutes as they kissed and caressed each other, bodies entwined, their love apparent.
Suddenly she turns, pushes me to a chair by the bed and pins me there as her boyfriend ties my arms to the arms of the chair. I know it is to stop me touching myself. She pulls my head back by my hair, scratching and pinching my nipples, caressing my hard once more. She and he carry on making out, sinking to the bed inches from me, slowly stripping. I see her body, the body I crave so much slowly uncovered, another man touching and stroking what I long to possess. Her long legs and stockings uncovered, panties slipped off, his body pressed against hers. I burn with desire for what he has in his grasp. She reaches out and teases me occasionally until their passion overtakes them completely. Though they started slow their passion builds quickly. He is inside her she grinds her bare pussy against him. They haven’t met for a while and it shows. He fucks her rough, hard and fast; I hear her breath coming out in gasps as he thrusts hard into her, pushing her along the bed. Her guttural moans rising until they both cry out in ecstasy, cumming almost at the same time. He collapses into her arms and they lie together, calming and catching their breath. I can feel sparks in the air between them.
A few minutes later he gets up walks over to me, I know what he wants, what she wants, I lean forward and clean his cock with my mouth, tasting them both. I know my place. I gently play with my tongue along his sensitive cock until he is clean and happy. Mistress is untying my hands as I do it, stroking me back to rock hardness. Then under orders I crawl over to the bed and lie on my back. I know what is coming, she squats over me, her sexy feet on either side of my head, her stocking clad thighs on either side of me, her bare red swollen pussy in front of me. I can smell her cum and his, overpowering. She is so so wet a drop beads at her lip, falling, landing on my tongue. I know it’s just a foretaste as she lowers her pussy hard onto my mouth. I know I have no choice. My tongue reaches up deep inside her, my mouth covered, barely able to breath, overwhelmed with lust, hers and mine. I lick out every drop, my tongue curling inside her, swirling around her, teasing her clit. She is my world now as my mouth is filled with cum, my rivals cum not my own. He wins, I am still unsatisfied. Finally she is clean, and she grinds herself against my mouth until she has another orgasm, using me without thought, her breath on my cock and tongue teasing me as she cums.
Finally she rolls off me, gives me a long hug for a few minutes, teasing my hard with her pussy before telling me... "You can go now, we are staying the night here. Next time you will be licking his cum from my ass so be prepared. Now put on my panties, they are to stay on all night. You will not wash your face tonight. You will not cum until you hear from me again. I love you xxx".
I leave, aching with unfulfilled need, smelling her on me, wishing I was him inside her. But I love that I am me, her loved and tormented friend.