It was Tuesday morning, the second day of the weeklong teacher's conference, and almost the entire room was paying close attention to the speaker, one Martin Greenman, forty-seven-year veteran of the classroom and expert in educational theory.

The only one not paying attention was Pam. She was in the front row, doing her best to listen and sit still. Next to her was Tanya, smiling subtly.

The previous day, the shemale had decreed before they had gotten dressed for the day that Pam was to wear a butt plug.

Today, she had added another decree.

Right after the housewife had inserted the butt plug, she had been handed a small, off-white oval, the design simple and understated.

"It goes in your pussy," was the response to her inquisitive look.

Moments after it had been inserted, Tanya had produced a small, similarly-colored remote. With the press of a button, the oval had begun to vibrate, making Pam gasp, the pulsations radiating quickly throughout her core.

Tanya had chuckled, and after a few moments, pressed another button that stopped the vibrations.

Downstairs, a little while later, during the first presentation, the vibrations had begun again. For the first few seconds, they had been so slight that she had thought she was imagining them. Quickly, however, they had increased, enough to lead her to shift in her seat, the butt plug moving slightly as a result, creating an unending cycle of sensations for her to deal with.

The strength of the pulsations decreased and increased at random moments. Sometimes, five minutes passed, with the vibrations low enough to tease, while other times, thirty seconds passed with them at a high point before receding to somewhere in between subtle and strong for a minute before lowering further. Every time she thought there might be a pattern emerging, she was rapidly proven wrong, by a sudden spike in strength, or by the opposite, the little oval ceasing to thrum for a few tense minutes, or by a quick sequence of the rate rising and falling in ten-second intervals. It was torture, a very public and yet very discreet sort. The housewife was forced to marshal all her willpower to keep herself from stealing furtive glances around her, to check if anyone might notice what she was going through. Her cheeks were flushed a light pink, hands gripping at the sides of her seat, body shifting occasionally, to any onlooker simply trying to find a comfortable position.

Despite, or more accurately because of, the public nature of this torture, Pam found herself highly aroused, even when the vibrations were paused. The shemale had not yet decreed that she could cum, and although Tanya was making sure that the vibrations were not at the stronger end of the spectrum for too long, there was plenty of pleasure, enough that it was a concern of Pam's that she might slip up and allow herself to reach orgasm. The occasional shudder ran down her figure, juices dripping into her panties, the butt plug shifting with every minute movement.

The torture continued, through the rest of the presentation and the following ones.

By lunchtime, Pam was desperate for deliverance, either for the shemale to stop the teasing entirely, or to allow at least just one orgasm.

But the housewife knew her place, and thus she would not voice that desire, as wonderful as its granting would be.

Lunch was just as torturous.

The people with her were ignorant to her plight, except of course for the architect of said plight, Tanya, who sat there, smirking knowingly, chatting with the others as if everything were normal.

It was only during the walk back to the hotel that someone noticed something was up with Pam.

Taking full advantage of the chance to up the agony quotient, Tanya had increased the strength down the block from the restaurant, and as they stopped now across the street from the hotel, waiting for the traffic light to switch, Pam bit her lip, the vibrations thrumming along, her knees trembling slightly from the effort of walking as normally as possible.

"Are you alright, Pam?" one of the others asked quietly. "You're sweating."

Scrambling to answer quickly, the vibrations slowly but surely decreasing, she nodded, waving away the concerned look on her fellow teacher's face. A light sheen of sweat had formed on her brow, but she had been vigilant in wiping it off before it could become obvious.

"Yes, I'm fine. The food didn't quite settle well is all."

Tanya spoke up from next to them.

"Maybe you should go lie down when we get back if you don't feel well."

Only Pam, who knew her better than any of the others gathered at the edge of the curb, could sense the amusement hiding behind that concerned expression.

"No, I'm alright, really. It'll pass."

"If you say so," her concerned peer said.

The group reached the hotel a few minutes later. There was still time left before the next speaker, but Pam headed for the conference room anyway. Tanya, however, headed towards the elevators down the hall.

"I'm going to pop upstairs for a bit," she purred, winking playfully. "Be back soon."

Pam nodded, the vibrations now ceasing entirely.

The others in their group slipped past them to return to the conference room.

She took a few steps that way, and then a sinister idea hit her.

The elevators were down the hall and around the corner. Tanya was presumably going upstairs to fuck Alex, so she would be gone for more than just a few minutes.

To Pam's left was the ladies' room.

None of the other teachers milling about just outside the conference room knew about either the butt plug or the vibrating oval.

I can just go into the bathroom and take them out...no one would think that I was doing anything other than using the facilities...Tanya would never know...I could take them out and put them in my purse or something...

That thought was followed by another, similar one.

And I could masturbate in there...it wouldn't take that much time...I'd cum quickly...Tanya would never know...

Pam walked towards the bathroom.

Her hand landed on the door, one second and a simple push away from letting her sneak into one of the stalls for some badly needed deliverance.

What am I thinking?

The mischievousness of the previous thoughts was quickly followed by guilt and a keen sense of disappointment aimed squarely at herself.

What am I thinking? I can't do this.

She had agreed to be Tanya's slut, Tanya's property, and thus had agreed to follow the rules and decrees set forth by the shemale.

Tanya never said that I could take it out, and she definitely hasn't said that I can cum. I would be disobeying her.

Her hand lingered for a few more seconds on the door.

I have to obey her. If I do this, it means I'm not hers, not truly. And I want to be hers.

Pam turned away from the bathroom and headed back into the conference room.

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The hotel room, for the moment, was quiet but for the television.

Pam, Tanya, and Alex were watching a movie from the hotel's selection of on-demand films. Although there had been a conference-sponsored outing to an actual movie theater earlier in the evening, the trio had elected to stay in and enjoy each other's company in a non-sexual manner, at least for a little while.

The butt plug and vibrating egg were on the bedside table, awaiting further usage. The shemale had allowed Pam to take and keep them both out until the morning. After a day of barely managing the swirling arousal that their combination had created, it was a relief to not worry about it.

The only one of the three women currently paying attention to the movie was the youngest. Alex was sitting cross-legged further down on the bed, eyes fixed on the screen, while Tanya was over at the desk, chair pushed back so she could put her feet up, phone in hand, texting away. Meanwhile, the eldest, Pam herself, was entertained by the movie, but was currently looking over the other two women and smiling at her luck, that she had met them and ended up in such a delightful, albeit unconventional relationship. Her marriage to John had not suffered from her dalliances with Tanya, even when the shemale showed her possessive streak. In fact, her lovemaking with her husband had only grown more passionate, and they had broadened their horizons thanks to the shemale introducing her to certain practices that the couple would then incorporate into their sex life. And having Alex as their lover-slash-babysitter-slash-surrogate-daughter was also wonderful, as the enthusiastic and vivacious young woman brought a lot of joy into their lives, even if their roles as her surrogate parents clashed somewhat with the fact that they had brought her into their bed many times.

Tanya looked up from her phone, as if sensing Pam's gaze, and grinned back.

The movie ended soon after.

The shemale wasted no time in restarting the debauchery that had become commonplace in their room.

As Pam watched from her spot at the headboard, Tanya sauntered over to the bed, the approach drawing Alex's attention, and clambered on. The young woman cooed in excitement, moving to meet her. Their mouths clashed, and as usual, the shemale took control, one hand landing on and squeezing at Alex's hip, the other taking her by the back of the head to keep her close. The kiss was wet and heated, their tongues tangling, the young woman moaning at the way that the shemale controlled the proceedings.

And then Tanya broke the kiss and shoved the young woman down onto her back. Alex squealed in surprise, and then squealed in excitement when she saw the shemale moving towards her. With a husky chuckle at how the young woman reacted to her approach, Tanya made her way up those curves, until she was again eye-to-eye with her new slut. Her hands reached out to hold Alex's down, and she again swooped down for a kiss, the weight of her frame keeping the younger woman pinned. The next squeal that the trapped girl loosed was muffled, but her arousal was evident from other signs, like the frantic bucking of her hips and the heaving of her chest with panted breaths.

Again, Tanya broke the kiss, this time letting her lips trail down that exposed neck, the young woman tilting her head submissively to grant unrestricted access to that swath of flesh. Pam bit her lip, watching as the shemale took time in nipping here and there, occasionally using teeth a bit more assertively in biting at a chosen spot. Her hand was already in her panties, but she was cautious with the masturbation, not wanting her pleasure to ratchet up too quickly.

The direction in which Alex had tilted her head meant that she was now looking at Pam. It took her a few moments to notice the older woman, but once she did, a grin broke out over her mouth, the features lighting up with that familiar vivacity. Tanya growled around a mouthful, the feel of those teeth scraping at her neck drawing a mewl from Alex, her eyes widening as she shuddered. The position she was in was familiar to Pam, who had felt those teeth numerous times, the shemale indulging in her ownership and marking her property in a more obvious way.

Although to the housewife, those moments were sacrosanct, the younger woman had still not internalized the fact that Tanya was the authority and that her desires, even if they were simply to lie there with her mouth around her slut's neck, were to be honored above all else. So, Alex began to wriggle restlessly, bucking her hips. The slight struggle only made the shemale more possessive, like a dog with a bone, her jaw clenching as she bit down harder. The noise that Alex made in response was somewhere between a lewd coo and a whimper of pain. Ignoring that noise, the shemale continued to indulge.

Alex's eyes again met Pam's, and the housewife smiled.

"You're hers now," she said, reaching out to stroke at the younger woman's hair, "she owns you, and you need to respect that."

The young woman nodded at those words, her struggles dying down, only the occasional shudder running over her.

After another minute, the shemale moved off Alex long enough to tear off the young woman's shirt, exposing the breasts underneath, quickly kissing and sucking at them. They were pale, creamy white, and abundantly full, boasting fat nipples that were now stiff and begging for attention. Of course, attention was not granted, as the shemale circled them, barely grazing the areola, ignoring the whines that came from the young woman when she noticed the neglect of her nipples. Pam, however, heard the desperation there, and could not help but feel sorry for her.

Patience is not her strong suit...

"She's taking her time," the housewife said, again stroking at Alex's hair, "it's her right."

The shemale continued to focus everywhere else across that bountiful bust except the nipples. Even when the mounds were left glistening with saliva, there was no attention paid there, that mouth traveling further down, only stopping so that Tanya could slide Alex's shorts and panties off, revealing her slick sex, the petals awash with nectar.

Here, there was no neglect nor a measured cataloguing of the available territory.

A lurid moan rang out in the room.

Tanya had simply leaned forward between those parted thighs, licking and lapping eagerly at the drenched folds, collecting the trickling juices. More moans followed, the shemale displaying a thirst for the cream that flowed forth from the pink slit, her tongue slathering all over in search for more of that sweet piquancy. There was plenty of pleasure to be had for the young woman, who was now able to writhe and wriggle freely, one hand gripping at the shemale's hair while the other held a fistful of the sheets.

It did not take long for Alex to reach climax, her back arching, her hips jutting forward, the shemale purring as she gorged on the sticky fluids.

The young woman sighed happily, the last vestiges of the orgasm washing over her. Between her legs, Tanya rose up into a kneeling position, and gestured to Pam.

"Take my place," she directed, moving off the bed to pad over to the desk.

The housewife obeyed quickly, taking a moment to get a good look at that familiar slit, before leaning down, running her tongue up the folds.

The taste of that pussy was very familiar to Pam. Even after all the times she had savored those juices, she was still happy to slurp them up. Alex squirmed energetically, her lower half sliding around on the bed, forcing Pam to grab her thighs to keep her in place. The entrance to that channel twitched from the attention. Pam pushed her tongue through, feeling those walls smothering her, pulling her deeper with their clasping embrace.

"That's good," Tanya said from the side of the bed, "keep eating her out."

Pam could not stop herself from masturbating, one hand back inside her panties, stroking along her sopping sex.

Besides providing exhilarating stimulation for the younger woman, another reward for eating out that delicious pussy was the view before her.

Where Pam was slender and fit, Alex was lush and curvy, her breasts heavy, round, soft, jiggling from the frantic rhythm of her gasps, the luxurious orbs capped with thick nipples, those pink nubs standing out proudly. Further up was her face, those youthful features, eyes bright with a sultry neediness, cheeks flushed pink, mouth outlining a nearly perfect o from the persistent sensations.

By now, the housewife had her tongue as deep as she could get it. More juices flowed out, most of the streams heading straight into her mouth, adding to the amount she had already swallowed, but some missing that mark to drip down her chin.

The push back to climax was swift, and Alex offered no resistance, crying out weakly as she orgasmed. The sight of her lover's peak might have driven Pam into her own, but she made sure to remove her hand from her panties.

Below that drenched pussy was the crinkled bud of Alex's asshole.

Pam used the grip she kept on those wide hips to guide the young woman over onto her belly. Her hands slid down then, to those ass cheeks, spreading them to reveal her target.

This was another familiar taste. Her tongue quickly pushed past the sphincter, exploring the area beyond, her efforts increasing in enthusiasm thanks to the muskiness there. Alex quickly began to grind herself back against that attention.

"Hey Pam," Tanya called over.

The housewife broke off from her treat and glanced over to the shemale. Tanya was holding her phone out towards the bed, the camera recording the salacious proceedings.

"Say hi to John."

"Hi John," she murmured, a smile tugging at the corners of her mouth at the mention of his name and the thought of him watching them act so naughtily.

"You too, Alex. Say hi to John."

Alex giggled, blowing the camera a kiss.

"Hi John!"

With a gesture, Tanya directed the housewife to continue, and as Pam did, she focused on what the shemale was saying, narrating the scene for John's benefit.

"My two sluts are having some fun...your wife has her tongue crammed through Alex's asshole. Seems she can't get enough of it, as I'm sure you're aware. And Alex is loving it, as usual..."

"Mm-hmm," came the young woman's breathless agreement.

"Pam can't get enough of your ass," Tanya drawled, "and you can't get enough of this, can you?"

The bed shifted as the shemale climbed on.

"No, I can't..." the young woman answered.

That response was followed by a series of loud slurps, interspersed with more proclamations from the young woman.

"Mm, I can't get enough of you..."

"So good..."

"I love how you taste..."

"Mm, yes, I love that I get to suck your dick, mm..."

The warm walls twitched around Pam's tongue as it wriggled. One hand quickly shoved back inside her panties to stroke at her mound.

Both sluts had their mouths occupied. Tanya kept the camera recording the proceedings, narrating all along, describing the scene, how eagerly Alex sucked at her cock, how energetically she wriggled on the bed, how hungrily Pam ate out her asshole. The housewife was very aware of how loud the sounds of her anal administrations were, the slick smacks of her lips and wet slurps of her tongue. Her grip squeezed at Alex's backside, fingers digging in for maximum leverage.

"I got lucky finding two sluts like these," Tanya mused, "and I had thought I was good with the ones I already had."

The shemale had spoken of her other sluts before, and every time Pam found herself wondering when they would meet, already feeling an appreciation and affection for these similarly owned women.

Along with mentions of these other sluts would occasionally come mentions of other shemales that Tanya shared them with. Just like with her fellow sluts, Pam would wonder about these other shemales and what would happen when she finally met them.

Scenarios often abounded in her mind, of how the group of shemales might pass her around, taking turns with her like the piece of meat she was to them, sharing her like the mere possession she had become, ruthlessly tag-teaming her like the slut she now understood she truly was. Other scenarios had her serving Tanya alongside her fellow sluts, taking fresh loads of gooey seed on their upturned faces, joining forces in sucking obsequiously at her cock, preparing each other for a fierce fucking.

One day...

A long and lewd groan filled the room, drawing her attention back to Alex, who was busy orgasming, her pussy leaking with creamy rivers of nectar.

"Come here," Tanya called over to Pam, who dutifully pulled herself away from that delicious asshole.
Her owner's eyes fixed on her as she crawled up the bed. Tanya was naked, her magnificent cock the beneficiary of Alex's oral talents, her breasts delights of their own, the feminine counterpoint to that oh-so-masculine shaft. The phone was on the bedside table, the recording now over.

When Pam reached the shemale, she was pulled closer for a hard kiss, that territorial tongue pushing into her mouth. A soft sigh spilled from her, her pert figure pressing against that muscled one.

Just as roughly, Tanya took a fistful of her hair and broke the kiss by yanking her head back.

"You like eating her ass out?" she asked the housewife, nodding at Alex.

"Yes," Pam answered breathlessly.

The shemale chuckled, and moved away from Alex, who mewled at that absence, crawling forward quickly.

But Tanya only shifted sideways, now smack-dab in the middle of the bed, watching with an amused smirk as the young woman reached her cock and began to lap all over it. That strong fist still gripped Pam's hair, keeping her close.

"How about mine?" Tanya asked. "You like eating my ass out?"

"Yes, I do, I love eating your ass out. You taste so good..."

That grip slipped from her hair.

"Get to it, then."

The command was not even entirely out of the shemale's mouth when Pam obeyed it. She moved around to the other side of the shemale and leaned down. Her hands landed on another pair of ass cheeks, these firmer than Alex's, and spread them to reveal another delectable slice of flesh. With a deep breath, that inhalation bringing a whiff of that wonderful musk up into her nostrils, Pam dove forward, licking at the crinkled bud, her drool bathing the tight asshole. The flavor sizzled on her tongue; one of her hands shoved into her panties.

Sounds of dual oral adoration filled the room. Once again, both sluts had their mouths occupied, but this time the focus was entirely on Tanya. The shemale chuckled to herself, sometimes reaching back to stroke the housewife's hair.

"Good little sluts," Tanya drawled idly.

The channel beyond the clutching anus drew Pam inside. There was a wonderful piquancy there, one that kept her tongue curling and swirling restlessly. The hand in her panties was drenched with her juices, her arousal dangerously high thanks to this treat she was enjoying and the feeling of illicit submission it created inside her.

The teachers at this conference think Tanya and I are just friends...if they could see us now with my tongue crammed through her asshole, worshipping her like the goddess she is...

For Pam, every inch of the shemale was worthy of such adoration. She had spent plenty of time surveying that figure, kissing all over it, giving it the adoration that it deserved, that Tanya deserved.

But this was one of the parts of that figure that she treasured the most.

Another one of those parts was currently in Alex's mouth, the gleeful squeals that the younger woman had been letting out now muffled as the shemale thrust through those gasping lips, her hips rocking steadily. Pam was forced to move to that pace, her other hand moving out from her panties, partly because she was too close to climax but also so that both hands could grip at that toned ass as it swung back and forth. A low growl spilled from Tanya as she violated Alex's mouth, her anus at the same time clenching around Pam's efforts. Once again, the noises that the housewife made were loud, but she luxuriated in making them, her sighs deep and heavy, her excitement palpable in that hitched rhythm of breathing, her tongue squelching and slurping inside those welcoming innards.

The shemale drew her hips back, carefully enough so that Pam could continue to work. The full-throated groan that Alex let out a moment later was answered by a terse command.

"Close your mouth."

As the next few moments passed, Pam kept up her oral worship of her owner. The asshole she had opened clenched around her tongue.

"That's good," Tanya said, "take that load, all over your face, good girl..."

The young woman whimpered pitifully.

Even as Tanya dumped a fresh batch of semen onto Alex's face, Pam continued to work.

"No," Tanya said to the young woman, "wear it. Keep it on your face."

That command made Pam think back to when she had been on its receiving end, told to wear her owner's cum on her face like an obscene badge of honor, the sticky cream rich and thick on her skin. The memory made her work harder, her tongue burrowing deeper.

But then her slice of heaven moved away. The shemale slithered up towards the headboard of the bed and laid down against it.

The space that her absence created was filled by Alex, who crawled towards Pam, biting her lip, oozing spunk dripping sluggishly down her face. That familiar warmth pressed against her, affectionate lips landing on her neck.

"Pam," her owner said, "just because I came doesn't mean you're done down there."

The housewife immediately pulled away from Alex.

"Of course," she murmured apologetically, quickly taking up position in between the shemale's spread thighs.

Her tongue found its way back inside those bowels. Moments later, that same familiar warmth again pressed against her.

"Alex, don't bother her," Tanya scolded lightly, "come here."

The bed shifted slightly as she sidled up next to the shemale.

Pam watched as their owner drew Alex closer, bringing her in for a kiss. An assertive hand ran up her side, caressing along the curviness. The kiss grew more passionate, the shemale as usual controlling the proceedings. That assertive hand reached for one of Alex's breasts, and slapped at the lush orb, the flesh jiggling from the impact, the young woman squealing at the treatment. The attention paid to that buxom bust did not stop with one slap, as Tanya stroked and squeezed at the mounds, sometimes growing slightly rougher by crushing the ampleness between her fingers or slapping playfully at it, other times simply caressing gently, the young woman delighting in whatever was done. The kiss was broken as Tanya leaned down to close her lips around a stiff nipple. Alex cooed, arching her back, pushing against the contact, her hands winding into Tanya's hair.

As the shemale indulged in suckling at those breasts, Pam noticed an impatient desire taking over Alex. The young woman panted, squirming wilder, those movements easily controlled by Tanya but nevertheless stronger. There was something she wanted, something she longed to ask the shemale, but as that desire went unasked, Pam could only guess at it.

Ordinarily, I wouldn't have to guess, because she would let us know. Maybe she understands now that Tanya is in charge.

The thought that the young woman might be internalizing Tanya's ownership of her made Pam smile, happy that her surrogate daughter might be soon a model slut, unhesitatingly subservient to Tanya's whims, serving diligently alongside the housewife with her trademark exuberance.

But finally, after a few more minutes, Alex spoke up, her voice meek and tremulous.

"Can I eat you out too?"

Tanya chuckled around a nipple and came off it, glancing first at the young woman, and then down at Pam.

"If Pam wants to share."

The ensuing whine that spilled from Alex struck right at Pam's heart.

The housewife slipped her tongue from that clutching asshole and moved aside.

"Mothers sacrifice everything," the shemale drawled in amusement.

Alex scurried down in between Tanya's thighs, her round ass wiggling as she dove at that exposed anus, coated with a sheen of Pam's saliva.

But she was intercepted by the shemale, who had quickly grabbed at her hair, and used that grip to yank her head back. Another whine came from those gasping lips, those wide eyes pleading wordlessly.

"Pam was nice enough to share," Tanya said, "what do you say?"

The young woman glanced over to Pam.

"Thank you."

"Good girl," the shemale said, letting go of her grip on that hair, Alex immediately leaning forward to shove her tongue through that waiting asshole.

A crooked finger beckoned the housewife to her owner's side, and she was herself brought in for a kiss, effectively switching places with Alex.

One of Tanya's hands slid under her shirt, teasing along her belly, sliding up towards her pert breasts. The shemale yanked Pam's shirt off, revealing the pert mounds, and then leaned down to suck and nip at them just as she had with Alex's. The attention made the older woman blush, loving how the shemale lashed at a nipple with her tongue or took a mouthful of flesh gently between her teeth, loving how she felt just like property, unable to do anything else but lie there as her owner indulged. An orgasm came close as the shemale suckled at a nipple, those buds very sensitive, Pam whimpering fearfully as her pleasure ratcheted higher.

"I'm close," she warned the shemale, who just glanced at her with a dark look.

You can't cum, the look said, but I won't stop, so you'll have to deal with it.

The housewife gritted her teeth in the face of the potent sensations. Her willpower had proven enough in the past to ward off orgasm until the shemale stopped stimulating her.

But what if she doesn't?

An orgasm came closer, and quickly reached the point where it ordinarily would have washed over her. But she marshalled said willpower, and managed to stave off the encroaching ecstasy, her fingers clenching, her eyes shut tightly, her whole body wound up in the effort to defy the climactic waves.

Thankfully, her fear of being pushed beyond her limits went unfounded, as the shemale drew back off that stiff bud, chuckling approvingly.

"Good girl," she purred, drawing the housewife in for another kiss.

The two of them made out for a little while Alex worked further down on the bed.

But quickly, that cock was back to its full erectness.

"Alex," Tanya called, "ride me."

The young woman was quick to obey, scrambling up to straddle Tanya, aligning her pussy with that shaft. One downwards rock of her hips, and she impaled herself, not stopping that momentum until she took every inch, swaying unsteadily atop her perch, a string of squeals spilling from her. A moment later, her hips started up a rhythm, grinding herself down onto the formidable slab, treating it to the sleekness and slickness of her sex.

"Ooh, you feel so good inside me," Alex murmured mindlessly, her lush curves jiggling as she sped up on that rigid rod.

"That's good, ride me like that," Tanya drawled, slapping idly at one of those thighs.

The young woman giggled, tossing her head back, a light spray of sweat misting off her hair and forehead. The pace of her hips kept her crashing down, providing both owner and owned with plenty of pleasure. Pam watched from next to Tanya, a hand in her panties, stroking at her mound, biting her lip as her surrogate daughter repeatedly skewered her cunt on the cock that they both served.

"I love this dick," came another murmur from Alex.

More of those breathless declarations followed.

"You feel so good inside me, you're so deep..."

"Ooh, yes, Tanya, I've never had anyone like you before, I love having you inside me..."

"Oh god, oh fuck, I'm cumming, I'm cumming all over you, fucking covering you with my cream, mm fuck yes..."

Her rhythm slowed slightly. Tanya growled in annoyance, slapping again at one of those thighs.

"Keep riding me, slut, come on."

A shudder ran through Alex as she immediately picked the pace back up, riding on through the orgasm, doing her best even as the ecstasy overwhelmed her, the potent waves of bliss a tumultuous onslaught. Pam looked on proudly at her trying to dedicate herself to her owner's desires, the young woman starting to understand that they were to serve Tanya without question or hesitation, internalizing the idea that someone else now controlled her and that what she wanted did not matter.

Even I've had trouble with some of that...

But the young woman kept bouncing up and down, the orgasm dissipating, her cries quieting into soft moans.

And then Tanya rolled over, smoothly and quickly, now atop the young woman, who was still dealing with the combination of the afterglow of the potent ecstasy, and the brief disorientation of such a sudden change in position.

Thus, Alex was not prepared for the assault that the shemale unleashed, her hips starting up a punishing pace, yanking back to empty that dripping cunt and then slamming forward to fill it to the brim, her hands moving to the headboard to steady herself. For a few moments, the young woman merely grunted at each thrust, a sound that was only the air leaving her lungs from those impacts. But then her voice returned, and she put it to good, and loud, use.

"Fuck me!" she shrieked. "Don't stop, yes, yes, Tanya, don't stop, keeping fucking my pussy, fuck me, fuck your slut, yes, yes, please, fuck yes, oh god fuck yes, give me that dick, I need it deep, mm, yes, yes, yes!"

Tanya glanced over at Pam.

"Take off your clothes."

Pam was quickly naked.

"Put your panties in her mouth."

Pam scurried closer to the duo, brandishing her panties, darkened and drenched with her liquid arousal. The squalling girl's incessant wriggling and feverish cries made her hesitate.

"Just shove them in there."

The shrieks and squirming paused, Alex gazing up in confusion at the shemale, as if she thought that Tanya was speaking to her. There was still plenty of jostling, from those merciless thrusts, but the opening was enough for Pam, who acted quickly, shoving her panties into Alex's mouth, cutting off a surprised squeal. After a moment or two of mental adjustment, during which the young slut realized what had happened, she cooed whorishly, eyes fluttering as she began to suck at the scrap of fabric in her mouth.

The room fell largely silent again, no cries from the young woman, only grunts from the shemale as she laid into that cunt, sheathing herself repeatedly. Another sound soon joined those grunts in their symphony, the relentless whack of Tanya's testicles against Alex's taint.

Another woman might have been jealous in this moment, might have resented that Alex was bearing the brunt of such a ruthless onslaught while she herself was not even allowed to cum.

But Pam could only marvel at this magnificent woman that she had pledged herself to.

Tanya says she got lucky...but I think we did...

In the low light of the room, that glorious figure gleamed with sweat, those muscles rippling from the effort that she put forth in fucking Alex, those full breasts dancing from her energetic rhythm. Her hair flowed over her shoulders, a wave of rich raven black. The expression on her face, much like Alex's, was of pure pleasure, but where the young woman's was of a docile submission, staring up adoringly at her owner, still sucking hungrily at those panties, the shemale's was of a fierce fury, lips drawn back to show off her gritted teeth, eyes blazing brightly with a wild passion.

And more than just that physical beauty, that fit figure, that alluring mix of feminine curvature and masculine rigidity, was the sheer strength and endurance that she wielded. Alex was, as Pam had been many times, helpless before that might, taking that length deep inside her, feeling it tear her open, stretch her out, hammer her into climax after climax, until she was just a useless, twitching, drooling mess.

Which Alex quickly became, her eyes rolling back in their sockets, her tongue lolling out from her mouth, the panties falling out to drop onto her breasts. Bleats of mindless ecstasy were the only sounds that she could make, rutted so viciously by the shemale.

Just as roughly and suddenly as the onslaught had begun, it ended, as Tanya pulled out, a lewdly slick sound announcing that retreat. Pam moaned at the sight of her cock, soaked with Alex's orgasmic cream, the ebony majesty straining, bobbing in the air, leaking pre-cum.

The shemale straddled Alex's chest, plucked up the panties there, and shoved them back into the young woman's mouth. Unsurprisingly, she began to suck right away.

With a dismissive grunt, Tanya sunk her cock in between those fat breasts, squeezing them together to create a warm sheath. Alex recovered slowly from the mind-numbing ecstasy, and as she realized that Tanya had switched positions again and was now rocking against her generous bust, she sucked harder at those panties, her eyes bright with desire, her hips wriggling restlessly, her hands taking up fistfuls of the sheets.

Pam had shoved her hand between her thighs almost as soon as she had taken her panties off, and now she was forced to remove it, an orgasm hovering too close. The view before her was enough to titillate her, the shemale enthusiastically defiling that cleavage, the tip of her shaft poking out, the young woman giggling every time it nudged against her chin. The grip that Tanya kept on those mounds of flesh was firm enough to keep them shoved together, her fingers dimpling the abundance.

There was still some pleasure for the young woman, from being on the receiving end of this, but it was not the same cavalcade of climaxes that had turned her mind to mush. She was thus able to keep her eyes pinned on that cock as it sawed back and forth through the soft embrace of her cleavage. Drool dripped down her chin as she slurped at those panties.

When the young woman made a sound that was more like a muffled sentence than a mindless purr, the shemale reached down and removed the scrap of fabric.

"What was that?" she asked, arching an eyebrow, not stopping with her strong, steady thrusts.

"I said I love your cock wherever I can get it," Alex mewled, licking her lips.

"You little whore," the shemale drawled, "these were made to be fucked."

Alex giggled.

"You like my tits, huh?"

Tanya growled, her hands squeezing at them, crushing them between her fingers, the young woman moaning at the abuse.

"They're mine now, and don't you forget it."

"Mm, yes...they're yours, your property, just like I am, I won't forget that, I promise..."

As Pam beamed proudly from beside them, Tanya growled again, her hips speeding up, fucking that lush cleavage.

"Damn right. I own you."

"Yes, Tanya, yes, you own me, my tits, my mouth, my pussy, my ass, every inch of me, yes, Tanya, mm..."

That shameless proclamation made Pam sidle over, and she leaned down to kiss her surrogate daughter.

"You look like a proud mother," Tanya commented casually.

"I am," Pam replied, and then felt that strong grip wind into her hair so that her owner could bring her in for a kiss.

As they made out, Alex continued to babble.

"I'm your slut, yours, your property, keep fucking my tits, sorry, your tits, your property, keep doing it, keep fucking them..."

"Mm, don't stop, don't stop, I love how your cock feels there, so fucking good, don't stop..."

"It feels so good, makes me feel so good, fuck yes, keep fucking those tits, your tits, your property, fuck yes..."

Tanya broke the kiss, and pushed Pam away, focusing her efforts entirely now on those luscious mounds, screwing into the cleavage, her balls slapping against their fleshy underside with every thrust, the pale swath of skin now drenched with assorted bodily fluids.

"Fucking take it," she snarled.

The young woman mewled meekly, biting her lip.

"Push them together for me," came another snarl as Tanya let go of those breasts, their fullness falling away from that cock for a few seconds, until the young woman took over.

One of Tanya's hands went to the headboard, for some leverage, while the other took a fistful of Alex's hair, and yanked forward, keeping her neck craned, giving her the perfect view of the debauchery.
The pace ratcheted up again. The shemale growled bestially, tugging at that dark hair, making the young woman whine, her head forced forward. The semen that had been dumped on that round face not so long ago had since cooled, leaving splotchy patches of white here and there.

And then Tanya added to that amount, the first spurt of her load erupting out at the end of the current thrust, the tip of her length poking from that cleavage.

That spurt blasted across Alex's upper lip and sent some strands up along her nose. The young woman squealed eagerly, opening her mouth wide in anticipation of more to come.

"Close your mouth," Tanya ordered, and despite the briefest of pouts, Alex obeyed.

A few more spurts had splattered out in the meantime, but they had come with that cock pulled back into the cleavage. A pool of semen formed on Alex's collarbone, trickling down towards the tops of her bust.

Tanya shifted herself off and aimed squarely down.

The rest of the load coated those heavy mounds, leaving them glazed with a gooey puddle of warm semen. The young woman squirmed restlessly, her hands still pushing her breasts together, staring down at the sticky spunk with an obvious hunger.

"No," the shemale said, easily understanding what that hunger was for, "wear it there too."

Again, there was a brief, momentary pout, but then Alex nodded.

With a smooth motion, Tanya swung off her perch, and dropped back onto the bed, settling against the headboard.

Her arm brought Pam against her side, the housewife nuzzling against her. Alex glanced over, and sidled up on Tanya's other side, her breasts and the bottom half of her face coated with a new batch of spunk. After a bleary smile, she yawned widely, resting her head on Tanya's shoulder. Pam beamed at both women and rested her head on Tanya's other shoulder.

It was a splendid end to the day, relaxing with her owner and her surrogate daughter-slash-fellow slut.