Chapter 22 - Bachelorette Pt. 09 - Sex Stories

Chapter 22 - Bachelorette Pt. 09

... yourself? How do you know Pet?"

Angie stared in disbelief and paused as I whimpered and asked softly "W-what are you doing Miss?"

Callie snarled "Be quiet Pet. You're my footstool. Don't interrupt my conversation again Pet."

Angie stammered "W-we, um, have known each other since high school. She's one of my best friends."

I blushed deeply as I stayed there, still, on my hands and knees, my breasts hanging beneath me, nipples stiff. I glanced up at Angie and saw her staring down at me, a look I couldn't quite comprehend on her face. A mix of concern and arousal maybe? My gaze glanced out the window and I saw a few people arriving at work in the high rise across from our building. Oh please, don't them see me....

Callie chuckled a bit "Doesn't Pet look good like this? Do you know, did she submit to her boyfriends in high school?"

Angie whispered softly "She didn't have many boyfriends. I doubt she, um, was like this with them."

Callie chuckled a bit "Why don't you come over and pet Pet's hair, tell her she's a good girl."

I gasped. Callie was now treating me like I was a puppy or something? I should say peanut butter. I knew I should. But I stayed silent as Angie stepped closer and tentatively caressed my hair. Callie said it for her "Good girl ... Good Pet. You like that don't you?"

I wimpered, deeply embarrassed yet so turned on I'm sure they could both smell it.

The continued to have a conversation for a while, Callie pretending I was ...

... nothing more than a footstool for her as she asked Angie about where she lived and went to college, what she liked to do. Angie answered, occasionally looking down at me, that same look on her face. I bit my lip, keeping quiet, still blushing pretty deeply.

Callie suddenly reached behind me and pushed her hand between my legs to my exposed pussy, rubbing it as she asked "So how many guys have you fucked Angie?"

I let out a soft moan as her fingers started to rub against me. Angie blushed, stammering a bit "F-four, yeah, four..."

Callie nodded slightly and stated matter-of-factly "Pet's cunt is very wet. Come around behind her and feel it."

I groaned in embarrassment as Callie talked about me like that, my eyes staring up, locked on Angie, waiting to see what she would do. She looked away, avoiding my gaze and moved, moved around behind me. I whimpered, shocked that Angie was doing it. Then I felt a second hand on me, lightly stroking me. I whimpered more deeply and then heard Angie whisper "She's soaked...."

Callie laughed a bit "Yeah, she loves this, and I think she's ready to be fucked."

The hands left my pussy and then suddenly Callie spanked me hard "Get on the bed Pet, hands and knees."

I squealed at the slap and quickly climbed on the bed, waiting to avoid another spank for being too slow. Callie stood and retrieved a red ball gag with a black strap from her bag. "You know what this is, don't you Pet?" I nodded my head slightly yes, avoiding looking at ...