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The first 'invitation' was issued...eye contact, again. Sydd caught Tina in her gaze. The command was silent...and gracious...it said: 'This is for you, Babi.' With that, Sydd stroked Shiva's cocked. Tina stood, the crowd murmured, then stilled. She was exquisite, standing there, poured into red leather. Gracefully, intentionally, she approached her summons. It was a short distance from where she was tethered to Shiva's ass, but her long strides were marked by elegance and her hard, ribboned cock riding along her thigh...
Three long, gliding steps were all that was necessary to reach her 'Mistress' and their prize. Once there, Tina adhered to ritual—protocol—she handed her lead to Sydd—they always purchased them quite long...the codpiece was extracted, she was then allowed to kiss Sydian—Sydd's preferred ¬nomme de fuck when she was a la mode—lightly. Then she allowed her lips to fall lightly from Sydian's to Shiva's shoulder and down the small of her back...crouching and then, kneeling when she had reached the 'position.'
What the crowd was witnessing was all the more heated because of what they had seen the night before—'role reversal.'
There was a slight flutter of Sydian's lashes as she tugged the lead and pulled Tina into Shiva's ass...her nose came to rest on the corona of her sphincter, her mouth within breathing distance of Shiva's cock head...by instinct the tongue darted forward to catch a drop of wayward pre-cum. On it's way back into her mouth, the soft-rough tongue rasped the head of that cock, forcing the Indian grl to push her head back and her tongue forward—deeper still into Sydian's mouth...
The backward movement exposed even more of Shiva's sex-cobra...the mongoose in Tina seized it by the head and tried to swallow it whole...Shiva's moan coated the entire room in a thick, steamy wetness...Sydd released Shiva's tongue from the vice of her mouth, untangled herself from Shiva's clutch and propped the 'Bombay' beauty against the wall...Sydd moved to inspect Tina's work...
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The 'inspection' was close...and 'proper'... Sydian knelt beside Tina. She positioned herself to get the best view of Tina's handiwork—mouth-work, to be more exact—and to record the intense emotion and passion flooding Shiva's face... It also afforded her the best vantage from which she could slide her hand up Shiva's torso and play the chain that clamped the nipples of those grapefruited swellings that adorned her chest...
With every motion, Tina greedily took in more of that teak wood...with every motion, Shiva backed more cock into Tina's mouth...Sydian observed and lick her own lips, glanced at the stiffness between her own legs and it's pooling, and knew that it was about time to get 'hers'...
She leaned towards Tina and whispered—instructing and chiding... 'Nasti little bitch...slut...' It was the chorus to a soft litany... 'If it's hard, dark, and pretty, you'll take it, won't you?'...
Tina wanted to nod 'yes,' but at the moment of her gesture
Sydian yanked the chain...the charge through the nipples forced that bronzed ass back and more cock into Tina's already stuffed mouth.
'Yesssssss, I thought you did,' Sydd hissed, pulling the lead forward in the act of lodging even more cock down that throat...Sydd was remembering the previous night, and feeling a tad bit vindictive...was the word 'payback? All that wood between her thighs seemed to be 'nodding' 'Yes'...
'Mmmmmmm... Remember last night, Bitch...?' Sydd whispered... 'Remember how hard you rode this pretty, black ass?' Again, Tina tried to nod; again Sydd pulled lead and chain simultaneously...Tina gagged on cock...the backwash flowed so thick through her lips that you might have thought Shiva had cum...Shiva moaned and began to pump back into that throat...
'You rode me like there would be no ass tomorrow, Bitch... You rode me like I'll never forget... Maybe I should thank you, Slut... In fact...I will...' A yank...more gagging...more humping...
On her knees, Sydd scooted behind Tina... Her cock, slick and glistening...
'You will remember me, Bitch... You will remember me...'
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Sydd slid in behind those pale ass-cheeks and slapped them so forcefully that the report ricocheted off the walls... Tina responded as expected: she jumped, taking even more cock down her throat, leaving another bright red smear on that tan tube...and raising her ass to just the desired angle...
Shiva moaned even louder as Tina gagged once more; the reflex to gagging seemed to be to fuck that pretty, white face even more...to make that carefully applied make-up a blur...
The equal and not so opposite reaction was to force Tina back down on to her haunches and onto that slick ebony pole that awaited her...
If it is possible to speak with one's mouth full, Tina accomplished this...as she came down on Sydd's pike, Sydd thrust up...the motion had a speech of its own... It said: 'Remember me, Bitch??!!'... Tina's response was emphatic and affirmative...from a full and constricted throat came a gurgled keening...a soft, but loud wail...the contradiction of a full ass speaking...
Sydd gripped Tina's hips and began to pound out a new beat, one Tina hummed/moaned onto Shiva's skin-flute...the extra tonal vibrations made the Indian grl flinch...her cock not only plunging in and out of that soft, hot mouth, but now being staccatoed from side—imprisoned in a tight, humid sound chamber... For Shiva, the 'music' was beautiful...
For Sydd, every thrust cause her own ass-hole to clinch, and last night's ringing was more than just a memory... She figured she had a little ass-ringing of her own to do... 'Hmmmmm... Wonder if Tina remembers that one: "Ring my bell—elllllllllle... Ring my bell"...?'... Sydd went at it with a vengeance... 'Bell –ringing'...
Sydd bent her back like a compound bow, arched up and let that thick, long, dull-headed arrow hit its mark for one last time before she let loose a torrent of thick, scalding cream... 'Bull's eye!'... Tina's ass-hole clenched, spasmed...the voice in her tried to dislodged that thick tawny cock cramping her throat...and Shiva... Shiva...it wasn't clear if Shiva sang or cried at this moment, but cum, she did...
The cream that now overflowed the corners of what had been one of the most perfectly made-up mouths in the western hemisphere was unmistakably, in its mixture, mostly pure cum...and terribly tantalizing to those who thought 'clean-up' to be the most divine act of their sexual universe...they hovered on the edges awaiting a summons...
Tina gagged one last time, freeing her throat of cock... She coughed and her eyes watered as Sydd, still lodged in her, leaned over her and stroked her cheek as she whispered in her ear... 'You'll remember me, now, won't you sweet bitch?'...
Tina turned and softly answered, 'Yes...'
Now Sydd disengaged, lifted Tina to her feet. 'Go fix your face... Look like you belong to me...'
She walked over to the wobbly Shiva, slid her hand over that sex-slicked ass, and whispered: 'Next time, it's mine...' Shiva's eyes went bright as she nodded her assent...
Someone, from somewhere, had taken the car-check... As Tina leaned on Sydd from the club to car, the valet opened the door... Sydd tipped him, leaned into him, said softly: 'And next time, her ass is yours, pretty boi...' And squeezed that thickness in his pants before she slid behind the wheel...
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"Nope... Sydd's not a cruel person—not by a long shot—but then again, does giving pleasure amount to cruelty? By way of rationalization, some might call it 'justice'... Tonight was a turn-about, a reversal of fortunes—a switch... And Tina had been 'fortunate' enough to get exactly what she had wished for... But then, Mamma's always there to whisper in your ear: 'Be careful what you wish for...'"
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