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Wrecking the Homewrecker Pt.14
🕑 Added 2021-05-10 08:28:32 +0000 UTCGames with Bernice
The sluts were just about finishing up doing the dishes downstairs when Bernice return carrying a large hamper with something robust leathery looking on top. “Good, you sluts made it just in time Mistress is proud of you. Now are you ready for our little game? Just bend over the table and I get the both of you ready to get started.” Bernice said with a smirk, already wet with anticipation, fluids that got soaked into the bulb of the special strapon she was wearing. For now it was still hidden out of view of her sluts by the hamper she was carrying.
Like always Madison followed Bernice’s commands without questions or hesitation. Rose while being a little more hesitant and reluctant eventually just bent over the table herself. She was slowly but surely coming to terms with the fact that she’d better do as she was told, even without the posthypnotic triggers that made it a must for Madison to obey.
Moving in behind her sluts, careful not to let them feel her strapon yet in order to keep it a surprise Bernice quickly picked up two leather sleeves from the hamper, keeping them well out of view of her sluts. Starting with Rose she forced the woman’s hands together behind her back and in rapid fashion slid the sleeve up her arms. As it turned out the sleeve was a mono glove, an awfully tight one at that as Rose feared the blood flow to her arms might get cut off by the time Bernice finished tying them off. The constricting leather forced her shoulders back uncomfortably leaving her arms completely useless, but worse even messing with her centre of gravity. Where here heels had been hellish enough to stand in already Rose feared this would make them impossible. Hell she wouldn’t even be able to really crawl like this making her all the more worried about what this twisted woman was planning.
Without further ado Madison was soon subjected to the same treatment. Being done lacing up her mono glove Bernice stepped away briefly admiring her work before moving to an open space between the living room and kitchen. “Alright slut, stand at attention while I explain how this is going to go.” She sternly said, the hamper back to hiding her strapon.
Getting up on their feet with these nearly impossible heels and the lack of arms to use proved a very troublesome task. It took Madison and Rose nearly five minutes to accomplish it, having to use their cheeks on the table surface to push them up as it was all they really had to push with. Their struggle with even this simple task of standing at attention made them realise just how truly helpless they were. They wouldn’t even be able to put up a fight if they wanted, a slight push was probably enough to send them crashing to the floor and they doubted the could use their faces to push them up from that position, if they fell they would stay down no matter what.
While it took an awfully long time for her sluts to get into position Bernice didn’t mind one bit, she loved their struggle, she could watch it for ages knowing she had full control over these two gorgeous woman. It was more than she could have ever dreamt of. They looked so cute dressed as her fetish maids as well, wearing enough to easily recognise them as maids while wearing nothing that covered up their wonderful assets. All the perks of a uniform without the downsides as far as she was concerned.
“Good, I see you finally managed to get in position, now let me explain how this game is going to go. I have a hamper full of my delicates with me, panties and stockings to be precise. Doing the laundry is a classic chore for a maid to fulfil and so I strongly believe this chore is cut out for the two of you. To prove which one of you is the better maid you’ll have to show me your expertise on laundry, my laundry, and what better way to do so than by sorting it? In a moment I will empty this hamper on the floor. It will be your duty to sort through it and rank my delicates from most recently worn to least recently worn. Slut one you can sort through the panties, slut two you may do my stockings. Slut one you get to start sorting at my right foot, slut two you get to sort at my left foot. The most recently worn pair has to be put the closest to me.” Bernice explained her game before going on to the stakes.
“Now although both of you should always strive to do the best possible job to please a superior, no matter what for and what’s at stake, I have decided to add some rewards as motivation. The biggest reward in and of its own is of course pleasing me. Further more the winner will get their pussy pounded by me while the loser gets to hump my leg while eating my ass, both are probably rewards considering what filthy sluts you two are, but anyways, those are the prices. Before we get to the rewards though you will each get punished for any mistake you make. Each wrongly ordered item will earn you a hard spank to your bare pussy, the less mistakes you make the less spanks you get. If you prove yourself to be a real expert and put everything in the perfect order, then there will be no punishment whatsoever.” Bernice explained, loving the worried looks on both of her slut’s faces.
Rose couldn’t help but think how she didn’t want either of those rewards, although she guessed getting fucked was better than leg humping and ass eating. Madison in turn thought the exact opposite much to her shame, she craved to eat her Mistress’s ass and hump her leg, knowing that one fart would be enough to get her off. What both women did agree on though was that neither of them wanted to get their pussy spanked. One hit to their most sensitive parts was more than bad enough, potentially facing multiple hits would be devastating.
Unconcerned with the worries of her sluts Bernice just turned the hamper upside down, a big pile with what looked like over a dozen pairs of stockings and panties landing on the ground before her feet while she stood there with her big silicon cock sticking out of her thickly matted pubic bush on full display, smirking at her sluts as she announced. “Let the games begin, the last one to finish gets an extra three spanks.”
Neither of them wanting to be last Rose and Madison quickly stumbled forwards, to the pile, trying their best not to fall and managing rather well, at least until they arrived at the pile, which faced them with a huge problem. How the hell where they even supposed to sort through this pile without their hands, hell they probably couldn’t even bend low enough without falling to even get close to the pile.
Rose was just about to complain that this was simply impossible when Madison struck by an idea got to work. She gently lowered herself to her knees next to the pile and fished out a first pair of the big satin granny panties with her teeth. Rose was shocked as she witnessed Madison opening them up only to inspect the crotch closely and give it a few deep sniffs, both front and back before picking out another pair of panties and giving them the same treatment.
Looking onto her fellow slut Rose was shocked, it instantly made her complaint invalid, but worse even was the realisation that she would need to do this same thing. That she too would need to stuff her face in a huge pile of laundry only to fish out the stockings in her case. As gross as it was, seeing Madison move onto fishing out the fifth pair of panties already, having to move more than a few stockings aside to get to it at this point, Rose was hit with a sense of urgency. She was already lacking behind and since she had to inspect not one but two items for each day she was at a disadvantage. If she didn’t start soon she could count on it that she would be on the receiving end of three spanks to her sensitive pussy. Having no choice she too lowered herself and started pulling the first stockings out of the pile with nothing but her teeth, cringing as she could feel plenty of other stockings and panties press against her face.
The soft touch of the delicate materials was grossly overshadowed not only by the knowledge of what they were, but by their stench as well. The pile reeked of feet, arousal and ass. It was disgusting, but Rose had no choice if she wanted to complete this task, something she would have to do as Bernice wouldn’t allow her to get away with not doing it. Not bothering to try and sort the stockings she fished out of the pile just yet Rose just spread them out around her on the floor so she could inspect them one next to the other. Madison didn’t put them in a row either, but she unlike Rose did give them a preliminary inspection already.
Standing high above her sluts Bernice had a huge smile on her face. This was just too perfect she thought looking down at the pretty women at her feet, trying to sort through her laundry as fast as they could. The big silicone cock menacingly dangling over they head as they buried their face in her laundry yet again. Thinking about how that cock was their reward, their prize over which they were humiliating themselves like this Bernice couldn’t help but stifle a slight laugh. Like with all her games she would be the one and only winner here. No matter what happened she would get her ass eaten while getting to fuck one of these gorgeous women.
It took a while to even just split the pile into stockings and panties, but eventually both sluts were sitting in the middle of a field of their respective items, ready to start ordering them in the order they think their Mistress wore them. Neither of them had know Bernice up close enough to know what she had been wearing for the past two weeks or more, let alone in the right order. So all they had to go on really was the subtle differences in smell.
Those differences proved to be very hard to distinguish, especially for Rose. Bernice wore a lot of neutral collours, mainly black, white and nude when it came to panties, while her stockings were all sheer and styled the same in either black, nude or suntan nylon. It made it hard to even created the right pairs, let alone distinguish between a pair Bernice had worn five days ago and one she had worn ten days ago. The first pair was easy to distinguish as she knew she was looking for a suntan coloured pair. Unlike other pairs these had a subtle minty smell to them, a smell Rose was embarrassed to recognise as that of her and Madison’s saliva when they had excessively worshipped Bernice’s feet yesterday.
The second most recent pair she guessed was a sheer black pair. It was awfully embarrassing having to press her nose into the toe part of the nylon soles. Hell , just positioning them with her mouth to be able to get to it was embarrassing. It was the single most smelly point of the stockings and while that would have been the part she liked to avoid most it was also the part that gave her the best idea as to where they might have fit in the order.
As the third pair Rose selected another pair of sheer black stockings, but as she approached the fourth pair in a row things were starting to get really difficult. While the third pair still had a rather distinct foot scent searching for the fourth pair wasn’t all that easy. It had been marinating in the hamper with those panties and other stockings for so long that it smelled more like the pile of laundry she had stuffed her face in than it smelled of feet alone. All pairs that followed faced the same issue, they just smelled like the hamper itself had smelled making it a pure guessing game. It had her worried about just how many spanks her pussy would have to endure as despite her best sniffing efforts she couldn’t distinguish one stink from another. She went over all pairs over and over again, without much luck to find out which came next.
Next to her Madison was running into the same problem. While her first pair didn’t have a minty smell to it, it was still slightly damp from how soaking wet Bernice had been yesterday. Up to the fourth pair smelled enough like pussy to determine where they belonged, the smell of pussy being less prone to fading than the smell of sweat especially with the evidence left behind that Bernice tended to get rather wet on any given day. After that it became a guessing game for her too. Resigned to the fate of getting some spanks Madison decided to at least avoid worse and create a neat line as fast as she possibly could, not caring about the order anymore after that fifth pair.
Noticing this sudden sorting speed Rose started to panic, Madison was way ahead of her and showed no sign of stopping. Realising that she wasn’t going to find the right order either she to tried to complete a line as fast as she could. The way they had to awkwardly shuffle on their knees to make it to the end of the increasingly long line and back was rather time consuming. It was the same issue Madison had though, but unlike Madison she had to actually make right pairs as well which proved to be rather time consuming as well putting her at a severe disadvantage over her fellow slut who was already way further along than she was. Madison ended up being three minutes faster than she was, exclaiming she was done right away before Rose could do the same three minutes later, already certain of three spanks to her pussy as she knelt in front of Bernice with a mortified look.
“Are you sluts done? This is the final order? Neither of you want to make any changes anymore? This is your last chance.” Bernice said in a warning tone. She had simply loved to see her sluts shuffling around. It was also precious to see how Rose had given in an thoroughly sniffed her dirty stockings without having to be told to, oh it was great what a little motivation could do.
Getting an affirmative “Oui Madame!” out of her sluts Bernice took a step back and observed the row of neatly lined up pantie on her right, clearly counting before doing the same for the neat line of stocking on her left doing the same. A process that seemed to take an eternity to both women at her feet who were anxiously awaiting the final verdict.
“You scored an eight out of seventeen slut two, less than half in other words, I have to say that I’m disappointed, that’s less than half. You obviously need a lot more time studying my dirty laundry, I’ll see if I can arrange some training in that department.” Bernice sternly said as Rose felt her heart sink. She had eight right choices, a great score as far as she was concerned given how she had only been fairly certain of three pairs of stockings. Not that what she had done was anything to be proud of. If anything she worried all the more that she would end up having to eat Bernice’s ass once again, not only that, but her pussy would receive twelve slaps. Even Madison was worried that she wouldn’t go lower than that score, meaning she wouldn’t get to eat her Mistress’s ass and hopefully cum while doing so.
“As for you slut one, you ended up doing just as disappointing, hell even more so. You only got a seven out of seventeen. You too have a lot to learn, and that about your own Mistress’s panties. You should be ashamed of yourself. Neither of you deserves to win if I am hones, but I only have one asshole to eat so you are in luck slut two, you get to enjoy my cock while slut one humps my legs. Now fist things first though, your punishment, that should give the two off you something to think about.” Bernice grinned as neither woman looked very satisfied, they both might have gotten their preferred position yet in Rose’s case even that wasn’t anything to be happy about. Instead of relief they were both just worried about their upcoming punishment.
“Now before we get started why don’t you girls clean that mess up? Just throw all that stuff back into the hamper will you?” Bernice said placing the hamper back down at her feet as both women looked at her in shock. All they could think of was that Bernice had to be kidding right? What had been the point of this stressful horrid competition if everything was thrown into the hamper again anyways, all of this had been for nothing they mournfully thought as getting everything back into the hamper was a big struggle in and off it’s own as they had to awkwardly shuffle back and forth again with item after item in their mouth, depositing it at their Mistress’s feet.
Bernice couldn’t help but laugh a little as her sluts looked so defeated, undoing all the effort they had just made. She loved it tasks and jobs should serve no other purpose than to please her. It was best if her subs discovered that on their own that they were they to do what she said simply because she said it. Sometimes her amusement was the only goal of a task and it was too bad for her sluts that she got off on their humiliation.
“Good, now to see to it that you get a bit better at your mastery of sorting my laundry.” Bernice said as she took out a pair of stockings. Grabbing a hold of Rose’s cheeks, forcing her mouth open she stuffed one of her worn stockings inside only to pull the other one over her head, all the way down until the sole part was over her face making its taste and scent inevitable. Luckily her legs were very large or they wouldn’t have fit over Rose’s head completely.
Madison got the same treatment only with panties, one pair got stuffed in her mouth, Bernice made sure that the crusty stained crotch rested right onto the girl’s tongue before pulling the stained crotch of another pair of panties over the girl’s face. “There you go, now you can better learn to analyse the smell and taste so you might do better next time. Oh, and make sure to suck real good on what’s in your mouth, give it a good pre wash.” Bernice laughed.
The taste and smell of everything that had mixed together in the laundry basket was overpowering and rather gross, but neither of them dared do more than groan in their dirty laundry gags. They didn’t want to make Bernice mad, especially not given how they were just about to get punished. Getting behind her slut’s she quickly undid the mono gloves, they had served their purpose after all. “Good, now follow up stairs slut’s, let’s take this to the dungeon.” She said with a menacing tone, taking the hamper along with her as the sluts followed on all fours, not wanting to risk the stairs in these heels.
Dungeon? Rose really didn’t like the sound of that, she knew Bernice was twisted, but the fact that she actually had a dungeon still managed to shock her even after all that she had been through today and yesterday. Shock that only grew when they entered the lavishly decorated room upstairs, the one Bernice had shown Sally just yesterday. This wasn’t built in a day, she and Madison had only been here since yesterday meaning Bernice must have had a lot more women up here. Rose suddenly sympathised way more with the girls women around the neighbourhood had sometimes seen come up here. Cause no matter how voluntarily Madison’s devotion seemed she could hardly grasp that such a pretty young woman would willingly subject herself to this. She was half right, Madison was a slave to her own desires more than anything, and Bernice was the only person that could answer those desires.
Up in the dungeon Bernice made quick work of helping Madison to her feet and up on the table she had been fucked over yesterday, on her back, legs spread wide, secured to each leg of the table leaving her pussy on full display , defenceless ready to get spanked. All Madison could really do was whimper into the big pair of panties stuffed in her mouth as Bernice swung a leg over the table and sat down on the girl’s chest. “Alright slut two, kneel right between slut one’s legs, I want you to watch closely as I spank her pussy as you will be next. While she did worse she was first so she’ll get only ten spanks where you’ll get twelve.” Bernice spoke down with a sadistic smile to her favourite trophy wife, waiting until she got in position.
The thin layer of nylon stuck over her head obstructed her vision a little, but not by a lot. It just made the world a little darked and a whole lot smellier as Rose was once again surprised by how sadistic Bernice was. Here she was on her knees gazing into this younger woman’s pussy as if gazing into the future as Bernice slapped her meaty hands down hard on the sensitive lips, getting a loud but muffled scream out of the girl. Another equally vicious blow soon followed, and another, and so on until Bernice had delivered all ten blows to Madison’s pussy. Her lips looked angry red and kind of swollen. A small gently stroke of her finger right along her slit caused a lot of whimpers and moans confirming that Madison’s pussy was all the more sensitive than before.
Rose was left horrified by the entire experience, all the more worried for her own spanking that would now follow as Bernice quickly let Madison down from the table and helped her up on it. Her head lightly tilted back, her hands and feet secured to the legs of the table Rose was made completely helpless once more. Helplessness seemed to be a constant in her live ever since Sally had taken control of her. She groaned loudly as Bernice sat her full weight down on her chest, leaving her looking up at nothing but the woman’s fat ass and back. Then a first slap landed and it hurt so much more than she had anticipated, it stung and burned at the same time as Bernice obviously didn’t hold back. Instinctively she tried closing her legs, but the unyielding shackles didn’t allow them to even budge as Bernice rained down blow after blow, counting up to twelve until Rose felt as if she couldn’t take anymore.
Stepping off of the woman’s chest Bernice took a moment to admire her work. Both of her sluts now sported a swollen bright red pussy, that looked so inviting, just begging to be toyed with, at least to Bernice. It really made them stand out like a sore thumb between their legs. “There we go slut, now let’s move on to the prizes shall we? Oh I am going to enjoy this, your pussy looks so much more fuckable now than it did before.” Bernice Laughed as she left Rose strapped to the table unable to do anything but panic.
Rose’s pussy was feeling so very sore and sensitive, there was no way she could take a pounding with that big strapon right now. Dragging out this moment of panic Bernice just casually removed the panties off of Madison’s face and from her mouth so her slut could properly eat her ass. She then did the same for Rose only to replace the stocking in her mouth with the one that had been pulled over her head and pull a new one over her head. “Since you don’t need that mouth of yours you can just keep pre washing my stockings slut two.” Bernice explained as she moved right in between Rose’s wide spread legs.
Her older neighbour looked so menacingly as she moved in between her legs, smirking down upon her as she lined her strapon up with the woman’s pussy. “Are you ready to get fucked slut? Enjoy your prize.” She said menacingly before slowly pushing her strapon to the woman’s swollen pussy and easing it in.
Much to Rose’s surprise it didn’t feel as painful as she had thought it would, it was uncomfortable, it stung a little, but at the same time it felt better and more intense than ever before. The way her nerve endings seemed to be way more responsive to touch made it feel weirdly good, much better than just regular sex even. It didn’t take very long for rose to moan loudly, her blush somewhat hidden under the sheer black nylon of another one of Bernice’s stockings. She couldn’t believe how sex with her old sadistic neighbour felt better than sex with her husband, at least as far as being physically stimulating went.
Bernice was relishing the thoughts that she could turn on her hot neighbour so easily, making her moan and whimper into the stocking gag even before she well and truly picked up the pace. Oh she loved the idea that Rose would start to find sex with her husband dull and disappointing compared to getting fucked by her. She knew quite certain that Rose would never admit it or give into it, but that didn’t matter all she cared about was that the next time she took her husband’s cock she blushed as she thought how much better taking her strapon felt. To heighten the stimulation even more Bernice started tweaking and tugging on Rose’s nipples, trying to make them feel as good as she could. It could be because she was finally picking up the pace, but Bernice could swear she heard Rose moan louder, proving that it worked.
While Bernice had her full attention on Rose and Rose couldn’t quite get over the fact that getting fucked by Bernice felt so good Madison was in a rather awkward predicament of her own. She was just ignored as she had her arms wrapped around Bernice’s thick thigh, humping her swollen sensitive pussy on the woman’s nylon covered calve. Just like with Rose, her pussy was sore somewhat stingy, but also so much more perceptive of pleasure. Paired with how embarrassing it was to be humping this older woman’s leg Madison quickly moved right to the edge of an orgasm, yet remained unable to cum.
It was frustrating beyond believe, she was in the position she had hoped for when her Mistress had announced the prizes. The butthole she desperately needed to have her tongue up to was right in her face, yet with her Mistress pounding Rose’s pussy it was impossible to wiggle her tongue up her butthole. Instead her Mistress’s fat ass constantly smacked into her face only to pull away again before she could get her tongue anywhere near inside of her butthole. Instead she was stuck lapping her crack as if her life depended on it.
Madison’s frustrations only grew when Rose once again reached an orgasm, when her Mistress reached an orgasm, yet she stayed behind, kept on edge. Her frustration grew to a climax when she didn’t reach one the moment her Mistress farted on her face. She might have had her face pressed into her Mistress’s bottom, her fart might have blown on her tongue as she had to deal with the terrible stench and taste it left behind, but an orgasm had stayed out as she hadn’t had her tongue up her Mistress’s butthole when the fart happened.
The morning kept carrying on like this, Bernice’s strapon kept on pounding Rose’s pussy into oblivion, giving her orgasm after orgasm until her mind was somewhere far away pushed by the amazing daze of the numerous orgasms she had had. Rose’s pussy was leaking obscenely with a combination of Bernice’s juices and her own as Bernice herself was nearing a case of temporary mental collapse due to sheer over stimulation. The only small breaks she had occasionally taken were to switch out the stockings on Rose’s head and into her mouth a few more times.
Eventually after two more orgasms Bernice’s inevitable collapse arrived as well. Moaning loudly she lay down across Rose’s torso, her cock buried deep into the woman’s pussy as she shudder with each orgasmic wave coursing through her body.
With Bernice collapsed her ass finally remained still, an opportunity Madison took with both hands as she quickly wiggled her tongue in as deep as it could go. It got her a few soft moans in response as Bernice was completely spent. Madison didn’t care though, all she cared for was an orgasm as she started humping her Mistress’s leg even harder than before leaving her orgasm just a fart away. God she was desperately longing for a far.
It took some patience, but as Bernice’s orgasm faded and she relaxed completely, some gas eventually escaped her, rolling over Madison’s tongue, blowing in the girl’s mouth and face. It was disturbing and gross, but instead of gagging Madison moaned loudly as her body set off in a mind blowing orgasm of her own.
