Mariah, or Miranda as she was known in public, pouted and bowed her head. “Pleaaaaase, Azzy?” she asked, to which the man playing a fighting game opposite to her turned to glare at her. The fact that he still managed to hit her with a special move without even looking just pissed her off even more. Despite the fact that he actually had a day job and she had so much more free time as a camgirl, this was the one game he always beat her at. And so it’s the one she always challenged him at.
“That’s my girlfriend’s word, not yours,” he said before turning back to the game, continuing to fight her. “I’m not letting you tie me up and participating in your and Violet’s kinky sex games.”
An elbow to his ribs made him hiss and rub his side, although out of politeness she waited until he grabbed the arcade stick to continue playing with him. “It’s ‘Mariah’ and ‘Lily’ when we’re doing kinky sex games. Besides, you play along with Eli’s kinky sex games all the time. And you tie up all those boys and girls every weekend!”
“Yes, yes I do,” and Azazel won the round. “But I’m not a sub, and you need a sub, right?”
“Please, Azazel. I trust you,” Miranda pleaded softly. “Lily and I are trying to help a girl out. She’s got these big tits and quite the booty just like you like,” she said, and Azazel rolled his eyes as round two started.
“I know a guy,” he replied. “Real shy. Damn near a virgin. Got a crush on Beth, so if they’re built about the same he’ll be down. But he’s my Dungeon Master and if you break him I’ll steal your fucking router.”
Miranda laughed at the threat. “Oh we’re gonna start this girl soft. Your friend will come away fine.”
“He better,” Azazel mumbled.
‘Honey’, as she was gonna be called was… nervous. The girl was unused to being all dolled up like this. She wasn’t used to having a corset fitted for her, binding up her belly and accentuating her curves. She wasn’t used to having a pair of cute girls fawning over her and helping make her up and finding her some beautiful red panties to wear. She wasn’t used to someone helping her with makeup, find the perfect shades, help her cover up her (mild, Lily assured her) acne.
But when the college freshman shyly sent a message to the Slut Goddess’ twitter asking for help prettying herself up, it started a huge conversational chain. ‘We’ll help you dress your best’, ‘Ooh, do you want to be my apprentice?! That sounds so fun!’ ‘We’ll make you the best slut you can be’ ‘Oh shit I’m so sorry Alice I mean ‘slut’ in the most loving possible way’. The attention was a little too much for her, but it was so… earnest.
When she actually met the Slut Goddess and Slut Titan, Lily and Mariah, in person, she was simply starstruck. The two of them were beautiful, stylish, fashionable, but also down to earth and playful. So when Honey said yes to being their apprentice, she believed them when they both squealed in delight. Ultimately, after talking to two of them about possible scene ideas, they decided on a tied up submissive boy who was blindfolded, to make it less likely for him to reject her.
Honey was broken out of her thoughts by a hand clasping onto her shoulder and squeezing her. “You sure about this? You’re looking kinda unsure…” Lily said with concern.
Honey swallowed, and gave it some thought, her heart racing. “I’m really nervous.”
“Should I call it off? I’ll be the boy’s consolation prize if you don’t feel up to it.”
“I don’t think you would be a consol-”
“Trust me. You’re his type,” Lily said, to which Honey blushed a bit. She didn’t really believe it, but the words gave her a feeling of courage. She had been given every opportunity to back out, and a part of her still wanted to, but the fact that she could stop and leave made her feel like staying, for whatever reason.
“I would rather go on with it,” Honey said, to which Lily grinned and patted her back.
“Push through the fear!” Lily said with a laugh, and Honey nodded before standing up, getting ready to walk through the door to the bedroom. She glanced in the mirror. The red corset and panties looked damn good on her. So did the heels, although unlike Lily she was unsteady and could hardly walk. Slowly, she exhaled, standing up straight as she heard Mariah’s voice through the door to the bedroom, calling her in.
Heading in, Honey swallowed nervously as she saw Mariah standing beside the bed as Lily sat down. On the bed was an unfamiliar boy; a nightmask covering his eyes and acting as a blindfold, dark blue rope binding him down, pinning his legs slightly apart, his arms at his sides, running all over his body. His cock was engorged slightly, firm-but-not hard, as he seemed to fidget slightly in the rope. He was clearly tall, with long arms and legs, but he was also quite thin; those arms had some muscle definition but for the most part it was a very stereotypical ‘geek physique’.
Despite the fact that he wasn’t the traditional kind of sexy, it was actually quite attractive to see him there, quite prone. She wondered, briefly, if she outweighed him, and if she could pin him if she was in the right position.
“Greetings, Honey! Welcome to your first lesson in sluttery, with your hosts…” Mariah and Lily did a synchronized pose. “The Slut Goddess and Titan!” It was disarmingly silly, and stole away Honey’s nervousness a bit; the incongruity of the sight of two well-dressed ladies looking ready to fuck the night away posed like anime characters in front of a slightly gangly nerd tied up to be used as a human sex toy was just too much.
Lily approached, walking in a years-perfected sashay in heels that Honey was unsure she would ever accomplish, pressing a hand to Honey’s back. “We brought you a friend of a friend who comes highly recommended as not-a-creep.”
The boy chose this moment to speak up. “Ah, I’m-” he couldn’t speak after Mariah shoved a gag in his mouth.
“Who gave you permission to speak, boy? You will wait to speak until Lady Honey speaks to you!” Mariah barked, and at that, Honey could see the boy’s cock twitch ever so slightly.
Honey paused for a moment, freezing up until Lily’s hand squeezed her shoulder. “You, uh… Boy! Tell me your name.” It was completely awkward.
Mariah removed the gag, and the boy spoke. “Alfred, Lady Honey.”
Hearing those words not just from some extremely strange ladies who were quickly becoming fast friends, but from a boy she found kind of cute made her heart skip and her pussy throb just a little.
“Well then,” she said with a pause, trying to think of what to do next. It was just gonna be a simple sex scene with him tied down; nothing huge or fancy.
Honey didn’t really say anything like that. Dread filled her as she felt herself awkward, before Lily smiled.
“I think your toy isn’t quite ready. Why don’t you try helping him out with your hand?” Lily’s voice cut through the awkwardness, to which Honey nodded.
“I think that’s a good idea, Lily,” Honey replied before slowly approaching the bed, desperately trying not to stumble, before crawling up onto the bed, over him, looking down at the boy. He was scrawny, but to Honey, he was beautiful in his own way. Gingerly, she reached down, softly caressing his ever firming cock, feeling it softly throb in her hand.
Gently, she caressed his cock, wrapping her fingers around and squeezing him. She was excited in her nervousness, feeling it getting a little bigger in her hand. Those tender touches became braver and more determined, and became a grasp around his cock, her free hand lightly teasing his balls. She could see his chest rise and fall, feel his heart beating faster in her hand, see his breathing grow deeper, hear the tiniest moans from him.
Honey wanted a little more of those moans. She looked at Lily for approval who gave a thumbs up before she smiled, leaning in and wrapping her lips around the boy’s cock. The sound of him gasping as she took the head into her mouth was music to her ears. Honey embraced the feeling of that cock getting bigger in her mouth, loved the knowledge that she was pleasuring him. She tried to take his cock deeper but nearly gagged, so instead she focused on sucking mostly on the head while stroking the cock with her hand.
The feeling of him getting bigger and the feeling of him squirming and moaning was driving her a little more wild, bit by bit. Her inhibitions were being scrubbed away by Alfred’s groans, and the taste of the precum from his cock. Pulling away, she looked down at his cock, still stroking it as it was firm, before looking at the bedstand. Grabbing a black cockring she remembered a video on how to put on, Honey – failingly at first – managed to get the ring around his cock and balls. The sight of the veins popping out delighted her even more.
“I think it’s time for you to be a toy, Alfred. Are you ready to be my toy?” Honey asked confidently.
“I want to be your toy, Lady Honey,” he said, exhaling softly with exhilaration.
Honey reached over, grabbing one of the condoms from the bedside and undoing it. For a moment she paused, letting the blindfolded boy wait in anticipation before leaning in, taking his cock as deep into her mouth as she could for a moment before pulling back, giving the tip a kiss, and placing the head of the condom on his bulging, engorged cock after squeezing the air out of the tip. Slowly, she stroked down, putting the latex a little further with every stroke, until he was fully covered. Then, with only the slightest hesitation, Honey pulled off her panties and straddled his hips.
Honey grabbed that cock and rubbed the head against the slit of her pussy, teasing him slightly before slowly, cautiously lowering herself onto him while trying not crush him.
The feeling of her pussy being filled with Alfred’s hard, throbbing cock was enough to make the woman gasp, before she ground down hard on him. The cock deep inside of her throbbed as Alfred moaned, softly pushing his hips upwards, driving himself deeper into Honey.
Honey dug her nails into Alfred’s shoulders and ground hard under him. She was worried she might be a little bit on the bigger side for him, but the way he thrust up into her without any issue filled her with delight.
The two bucked and ground, erratic and inexperienced, but passionately. Honey let herself drop hard onto Alfred and he desperately thrusted, squirmed, upwards. The two moaned, groaned, covered eachother in one another’s sweat. Honey bounced up and down on his cock, gazing down, moaning and looking down at him. Hungering, wanting more.
Leaning in, Honey pressed a kiss hard against Alfred’s lips and pressed herself against him while groaning, moaning, pressing herself down against him. She felt that cock throbbing harder and harder, wanting more and more. The way he throbbed deep in her made her want more and more.
Without warning, she reached down and ripped off the blindfold, ignoring the sound of Lily falling out of her chair in surprise; Honey had insisted on the blindfold!
Alfred’s eyes adjusted to the light and he looked up, blue eyes meeting her brown.
“You’re gorgeous,” he told her inbetween moaning and groaning and thrusting, before she leaned down and forced a kiss onto him, before in the flurry, both of them were overcome by pleasure; the feeling of Alfred’s thrusts becoming more intense and the condom filling with his cum enough to drive Honey over the edge and give her the first orgasm she had with another person.
Panting, Honey moaned, leaning against him and breathing in and listening to her heart.
“That was… wonder-”
Honey covered his mouth. “Lady Honey didn’t give you permission to speak,” the exhausted girl said wearily, before climbing off of Alfred to take the condom off and clean his cock with her mouth.
Lily was bittersweet when she got the email while laying with Mariah in bed. The downside was that Honey mentioned that she wasn’t really interested in ‘Slut Training’ anymore. The first upside though was that the email mentioned that Honey and Alfred decided that at least for a little while, she they were gonna be monogamous until they figured out if they wanted to have a relationship, a lot of sex, or a relationship where the two of them were also sluts.
The other upside though was that Honey – or rather Jessica – still wanted to spend time with the pair and the two of them wanted some ‘sex ed’ together.
“They’re a nice pair,” Lily said, putting her phone away as Mariah nuzzled into her chest.
“And Azazel was worried we were gonna break him,” Mariah replied with a grin.