Two of a kind

Wendy wrapped her fingers into my hair and pulled my head up to look at her, her grip tight and possessive. "It appears that my boots are soiled, Dildo Whore. You'd better go get something to clean them up quickly, or I'll have you use your tongue to clean up your mess."

I scrambled up and rushed into the bathroom to get a towel. My heart was pounding as I returned to the living room and knelt by my mistress. Her foot was tapping impatiently, and Mark was still kneeling next to her, his cock still half-hard despite his recent release. I used the towel on each of her boots in turn, wiping up the white cum that had splattered onto the black leather. I was shocked at how much fluid there was, but I guess I shouldn't have been surprised as she had kept us on edge for so long.

When I was done, I tossed the towel aside and knelt next to Mark, figuring that was what Wendy would want.

"That was slow, Dildo Whore. Next time, you'd better be quicker about it. Nice try lining up next to Servant, but you aren't going to be so lucky. Go get the pony bench, and bring it in here."

I went into the bedroom and brought out the pony bench. It was a contraption I created to Wendy's specifications, made from PVC pipe. There were two horizontal sections, about 4 feet apart and parallel, connected by a center section. It looked like a giant capital I on the ground. On one end was a vertical "T" bar about 2 feet from the ground, and on the other end was a vertical bar that had a round PVC section.

"Put it next to the chair and mount it."

After placing it where she indicated, I knelt and bent over the vertical "T" bar and put it against my hips. On all fours, this placed my wrists and ankles right at the spot where the ends of the horizontal poles were placed, which had leather straps attached to the ends. My mistress came over to me and opened up the circle, which was hinged with a simple lock. I put my head into it, then she locked it around my neck. My wrists and ankles were then encircled with the leather straps and tied to the four corners of the "I", forcing me into the pony position on all fours, ass up and completely exposed, while it totally immobilized me.

Wendy spanked my ass with a loud smack that echoed in the room, and said to Mark, "How does he look, Servant? Aren't you glad you were able to win my challenge?"

Mark answered, "Yes, my Domina, I am very relieved to have won. He looks quite vulnerable and helpless."

"You're right. Now that I think about it, I probably should have had him put wheels on the pony bench. Just imagine it, we could have wheeled him outside to the parking lot for all to view. Oh well, an improvement for next time." Wendy then came over to me and ran her fingernails lightly down my spine, causing me to shiver uncontrollably.

"Servant, my drink needs refilling. Fetch me a refill as I ponder DW's fate."

"Yes, Mistress, right away."

Wendy sat down in the chair and put her feet on my backside. I could feel the sharp heels of her boots dig into my ass cheeks as she awaited her drink. When Mark returned, she said, "Servant, you are to rub my shoulders as I have my drink. It's tough work keeping you two in check, you have no idea." She was quiet for a minute as Mark rubbed her shoulders and neck. She kept digging her heels into my ass and questioned, "Just what to do, what to do? Decisions, decisions... If the hour wasn't so late, I'd order pizza and have the delivery boy just come in to find you as my table. That would be sweet. I guess I'll have to come up with another way for my slave boy here to pay his penalty."

She stood up and picked up two clothespins. She leaned down and fastened them to my nipples, the sharp bite making me wince in pain. "Oh, servant, help your mistress out and go fetch the large black dildo for me, please," Wendy asked in a sinister voice while digging her nails into my back.

Mark quickly answered, "Yes, Domina, at once."

I heard his footsteps recede, and I felt Wendy's breath on my neck. She bit it hard enough to leave a mark and whispered in my ear, "Oh, Dildo Whore. I think it's time for you to earn your name. What do you think? Oh, wait, it doesn't really matter what you think, since you lost the contest and are now helpless. I get to do what I want, and my Dark Goddess doesn't want to play nice."

Mark returned with the sinister toy in his outstretched hands. It was twelve inches long, very thick, and black. It was double-headed and flexible. Wendy brought it around to my head and stuck it in my face. Smacking me with it across my face while saying, "Here it is, my sub. Just think, in moments this will be shoved into your asshole, filling you up like the dildo whore that you are. Since I'm a generous mistress, I'll allow you to lubricate it. Open wide!"

She then forced that monster dildo past my lips deep into my mouth. I tried to pull back, but strapped to the pony bench, I had to feel that piece of rubber invade my throat. I tried to get it wet with my saliva as she moved it back and forth, forcefully fucking my mouth. Gasping for breath and almost gagging, she kept ramming it in and out of my mouth. Finally, as tears trailed down my face, she removed it and went around my bound body. I felt her spread my ass cheeks and put the head of her black dildo against my asshole.

I tried to move, but was secured too well. I felt that monster press against my tight hole. It wouldn't go at first, but then Wendy gave a hard push and shoved it into my inner recesses. I yelped in shock as I was fucked by her toy. I didn't think I could take any more, but she kept pressing it in, further and further. When I was sure I was about to taste it, she stood up and surveyed her work, saying, "Oh my yes, that's just the way my dildo whore should be; bent over and fucked with a big dildo hanging out of his needy asshole."

Then her voice turned nasty, and she said, "But yet again, I don't have the matched set anymore. Jeez, what is a girl to do? Servant, get down on all fours. Then back up with your ass facing Dildo Whore's."

"But Domina, I thought I won the challenge?" Mark asked.

"Are you questioning your Domina? Bad idea, servant. Don't worry, your reward is in store for you, but right now I'm having my fun. And you are ruining my matched set, so if you don't want to feel my wrath, you will comply, now!"

I couldn't see what was occurring, but I sensed Mark get on all fours behind me. Wendy instructed him to back up a few times, and I felt pressure on the dildo in my ass. Mark let out some grunts and groans. Then I saw my mistress move over to the side of us. She put her hand on her chin, smiling. "Oh, that's perfect. Now both my subs are on all fours, with the dildo connecting them by their assholes. Since my dildo whore can't move, Servant, you are to push back and forth and fuck each other while I go enjoy my drink."

I felt Mark move back towards me, forcing the dildo further into my ass. I grunted and was forced hard against the pony bench. Then he leaned forward, slowly pulling the rubber cock out a little. I couldn't see what it looked like, but I could feel myself getting fucked up the ass every time he moved. I heard Wendy laugh, and turning my head, saw her sitting back in the easy chair, surveying us with a critical eye.

"Oh my gods, this is so perfect! Subs, you are in the perfect position, on all fours and fucking each other for your Mistress' enjoyment. Servant, pick up the pace a little, you're being too nice to Dildo Whore. He can take it harder, trust me. I pound him regularly, much harder than that."

Mark quickened his movements, and my ass got intensely violated. He was grunting in time with my own moans of pleasure/pain. My arms were sore from being forced into the position they were in, unable to shift position. After several minutes of this, I saw my mistress get up and get her strap-on harness. She stepped into it after removing her dress. It was an awesome sight, her perfect nude body shining in the light, an eight-inch hard rubber dildo sticking out of the center of her waist.

"That's good, Servant, you've pleased me. You can stop now. You've prepared him nicely, and now it's time for me to take over fucking my Dildo Whore. Pull out and stand up next to me so you can watch me fuck him."

I felt Mark stand up, and the big black double-headed dildo slid out of my gaping asshole with an obscene wet sound. He stood next to Wendy, looking all sweaty and worn out. She pulled his hands behind his back and fastened them in place with a pair of metal handcuffs that clicked shut with finality. A ball gag appeared in her hands, and she made him open his mouth. Fastening it tightly around his head, his mouth was forced into a grimace with a red ball keeping him silent. "We can't have you making noises and ruining Dildo Whore's fun, now can we?" she asked. Mark grunted and shook his head no.

Not finished, she then took a blindfold and, coming over to me, put it over my head, blocking off my sight. "Now now, Sub. No peeking. I want you to be able to focus on how I'm going to dominate your helpless body as you pay your penalty for losing the competition. It's time for you to get my toy wet again, open up that mouth."

The blindfold was taking away my sight, but as instructed, I lifted my head as far as it would go and opened my already sore mouth. I'm sure my ass was already wide open, but I didn't want to let my mistress down by not getting her strap-on dildo lubricated. I felt her move in front of me and pull my head up by my hair. Then I felt her push her dildo into my mouth again. This time it was much smaller, and I was able to wrap my lips around it more easily. I felt her hips move slightly, and the dildo slid deeper in my mouth. It was horrible being forced to suck her off like that, helpless to move. I was sure Mark was glad he had won the contest.

Just then, I got a shock as I felt someone's hands on my hips and something pushed into my already violated ass. I grunted and shook, trying to figure out what the hell was going on. I heard Wendy laugh as she ripped the blindfold from my eyes. All I could see was Mark pressed groin up against my face!

"Surprise, Dildo Whore!" I heard from behind me. "Since he won the contest, I figured I'd reward Servant with a blowjob. However, I obviously wasn't going to do it, so I guess that just leaves you!"

I was trapped in the pony bench, in the middle of Mark and Wendy. She had her strap on buried in my sore ass while Mark, handcuffed, had his dick deep in my mouth. I had been turned into nothing more than a whore for their enjoyment, a fuck toy for their pleasure. I know Mark hadn't planned on this, but he seemed to have gotten over any reticence as he began to thrust faster into my mouth.

My mind was reeling from the sheer degradation of it all. On one end, my girlfriend, the woman I loved, was ruthlessly pounding my ass with her strap-on, each thrust a reminder of my failure and submission. On the other end, my friend, Mark, was fucking my mouth, his muffled grunts behind the ball gag the only sound of his participation.

Mark, though handcuffed and gagged, was now an active participant in my punishment, his hips thrusting with a desperate urgency that suggested he was either enjoying his reward or terrified of the alternative. I couldn't help but wonder what was going through his mind as he fucked my face. Was he disgusted? Aroused? Or simply lost in the moment, surrendering to Wendy's will just as I had? The power dynamic had shifted completely; we were no longer successful men, but toys for her amusement, our bodies and our friendship merely props in her elaborate game of dominance and submission.

"That's it, servant, he can take it. If you want your reward and not take DW's place, then you are to fill his mouth with your spew. I want to see him humiliated, forced to eat cum for the first time."

The clothespins on my nipples sent sharp jolts of pain through my chest with every movement, a constant reminder that Wendy controlled every sensation I experienced. I could feel my own cock, trapped in its cock ring, leaking precum onto the floor beneath me, a traitorous response to the overwhelming humiliation.

She kept up the pace, splitting my rear with her strap-on while spanking my ass. Whenever she thrust into me, I was pushed forward, taking Mark's swollen cock further into my mouth. All I could do was gag on his meat, my saliva pouring across it. I heard him start to moan, and his hips began to buck wildly. I was feeling his dick begin to grow in size, stretching my mouth.

"Yes, now, feed him that dirty cock!" Wendy yelled with abandon. Mark shuddered and grunted one wild inarticulate yell against the ball gag. "That's it, take it Dildo Whore... get us off! Fuck this is so hot. Why didn't I ever think of this before? Oh yes, I'm about to cum, jam your meat into him, my Servant!"

They both bucked and jammed their respective cocks into me hard. With a yell, my mistress grabbed my hips and forced her strap-on deep into my sore hole. I felt Mark shudder, and then it happened. With a final, guttural groan muffled by the ball gag, Mark's entire body went rigid. I felt his cock swell impossibly large. For a split second, there was absolute stillness, and then the first hot, thick jet of his cum blasted against the back of my throat. It was followed by another, and another, a flood of salty, bitter fluid that filled my mouth faster than I could process it. My body's instinct was to recoil, to gag, but the pony bench held me fast, forcing me to accept every single drop as it leaked from the corners of my stretched lips and dripped down my chin in humiliating streams.

Wendy slowly withdrew the strap-on, the sudden emptiness in my ass feeling as profound as the fullness had been moments before. She unbuckled the harness with practiced ease, letting it fall to the floor with a soft thud. She then circled the pony bench, her heels clicking softly on the floor, conducting a thorough inspection. She paused behind me, and I flinched as I felt her fingers roughly pry apart my sore, stretched cheeks. "Hmm, a bit red, but no real damage. Good. I think my dildo whore's training is progressing nicely."

She moved to Mark, who was still handcuffed and gagged. She patted his cheek condescendingly. "And the servant performed his reward adequately, though his enthusiasm was... lacking. We'll work on that." Finally, she returned to me, crouching down so her face was level with mine. She looked at the cum drying on my chin and chest. "As for you," she said, her voice dropping to a whisper, "you took your punishment like a champ."

Wendy sauntered to the chair, slumped down, and put her feet hard onto my back with a thump. "Oh my pets, you have done well this evening and made me proud. That was a great release I just had. I may just leave you tied up like that until the morning, when we can start a new competition."

Mark groaned against the ball gag as I just slumped, locked in the pony bench, cum slowly dripping off my chin.