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her, even as alarm bells began sounding off in
her head. “You look so delicious in that shirt.” She grabbed a fistful of silk
and dragged Katherine close. “No wonder Mark makes you wear them.”
    “I-I don’t think this is a good idea…”
    “Why not, darling?” Marcy licked her
cheek. “Mark has already made it clear he doesn’t mind sharing you with me. You
wouldn’t want to disappoint him by refusing me, would you?”
    “Well, no, but he’s not here, and he
didn’t say I could…”
    “Hush.” Marcy pressed her lips against
Katherine’s, effectively silencing her. When she pulled back, her face was
flushed, her breathing rapid. “You’re right, Mark isn’t here right now. And
that makes me in charge. Which means I’m your mistress. And as your mistress, I
command you to kneel. Right now.”
    “Yes, Mistress.” Wide-eyed, Katherine
went to her knees. She bit her bottom lips worriedly as she watched Marcy open
her briefcase, wondering what to do. Something about this just didn’t seem
right. But Marcy was Mark’s friend, and she wouldn’t do anything to betray him.
She was probably right, and they weren’t doing anything wrong.
    Marcy pulled out a strap-on and belted it
on, then turned back to Katherine. “Suck my cock,” she demanded, wrapping
Katherine’s hair around her fist. “Like you would if Mark was standing over
you.”
    Katherine stared at the plastic dildo for
a moment, wondering what pleasure Marcy could possibly get out of this, but she
didn’t dare argue. Wrapping her fingers around the base, she took it into her
mouth slowly, getting used to the strange texture. She kept her eyes on Marcy
the whole time, the way she did with Mark, who watched her avariciously.
    “Oh yeah,” she purred throatily. “That’s
it. You’re such a good little slut, aren’t you? Just like that.”
    When Marcy decided she’d had enough, she
had Katherine stand up and follow her to the couch. “Face the wall,” she said,
and Katherine kneeled on the cushions, bracing her forearms against the back of
the couch. “Mmm. You have such a sweet ass.”
    Marcy kneeled on the floor and spread
Katherine’s legs wide, exposing her pussy. Katherine cried out when she felt
Marcy’s mouth on her, licking her folds, playing with her clit. She gripped the
back of the couch hard, her legs trembling, and came all over Marcy’s face.
    “Delicious,” Marcy purred, settling her
hands on Katherine’s waist. “I’m going to fuck you now, slave. Are you ready?”
    “Yes, Mistress.” Katherine was both
nervous and excited about the idea of having Marcy’s strap-on inside her. But
if this was what her Master wanted…
    “What the fuck is going on in here?”
    Katherine’s head snapped around to see
Mark standing in the doorway. Her blood went cold at the stony look on his
face. Oh God. Oh no. What had she done?
    “Why, Mark, what is wrong? Didn’t
Katherine tell you she invited me over?”
    “What?” Mark and Katherine asked at the same
time, Mark’s voice like the crack of a whip, Katherine’s high with disbelief.
    “She called me up and told me she wanted
to play.” Marcy stepped back and sashayed up to Mark, the strap-on wiggling
obscenely. Had she really almost let Marcy put that thing inside her? “I told
her that it wouldn’t be a good idea for me to come over, but she said she’d
called you and gotten her permission. It sounds like someone hasn’t learned to
obey her Master, after all.”
    “She’s lying!” Katherine cried, tears
stinging her eyes. “I had nothing to do with her coming here!”
    “Now why would I ever intrude like this?”
Marcy asked, sounding shocked. “Mark, you’ve known me for a very long time.
Would I do something like that to you, behind your back?”
    “How dare you!” Katherine snarled. “You wanted
me to disobey.  I never meant to… I would never…”
    “Oh, please,” Marcy sneered. “I don’t
know what you ever saw in her, Mark. I told you