A Femdom Bachelorette Pt. 05 - Sex Stories

A Femdom Bachelorette Pt. 05

I again awoke before any of the ladies and began prepping breakfast, this time in nothing but my frilly apron from the beginning. Molly's work from the previous night was on full display; from my ass to my knees was striped, with many places starting to show deep bruising that would soon be the greens and yellows and blacks that evidence a good thrashing. I stole away to admire it more than once. Dana was the first to make it to the kitchen today and she whistled at the sight as she approached.

"Goddamn, thing!" she exclaimed. "Did Molly..." she trailed off, unsure how to describe whatever had happened.

"Indeed she did, Ma'am" I offered. "Same coffee as yesterday?" Dana nodded and I made the coffee.

"Can you face that way while you prep?" she asked. "I wish to admire my girl's work." Kendra and Lorelei entered together again, and both gave a similar reaction to Dana. Kendra took advantage of Lorelei asking Dana if she had plans for the day's mani/pedi to cross the room and steal a piece of smoked salmon off the cutting board. She slid next to me and, taking the salmon in a dainty pincer, whispered to me.

"This is me checking in," she said. "I didn't know Molly would go that hard!"

"Neither did I," I said, "but we talked about safewords and trust before we started and everything was within bounds."

"Good," Kendra said and she spirited away as Molly entered the kitchen.

There was brief applause and much congratulations offered, and part of me started ...

... thinking that maybe Molly went that far to avoid questions about what else we got up to - my bright red ass was enough to occupy her friends' imaginations. I would certainly not have revealed that she had concluded her evening squirting on my face, but at this point none of the girls even thought to suspect.

"Your coffee, Sir" I said as I placed it before Molly and the room exploded with laughter and cries of "Sir!" I turned away to hide a smile.

The girls dug into smoked salmon benedict and discussed the day that was laid out. I had arranged for providers to come to the house and two of the girls were going to get mani/pedis while the other two got a massage, and then they'd swap. Who was getting what first was sorted out with the bride's preferences getting extra weight, and before too long breakfast was wrapping up. Molly stood up from the table, drained her coffee and walked off to the bathroom. Coming back, she motioned for me to meet her by the sink. With our backs to the other girls, she spoke quietly to me.

"Thank you for being my public display," she said.

"My pleasure, Sir" I replied.

"This part is our secret," she said, and she thrust the coffee mug into my hands. I looked down and saw a layer of urine in the bottom. "I thought you might want to reuse my mug for your own coffee. Save yourself a dish to wash."

"Thoughtful of you, Sir" I said, swelling in my chastity. The girls departed and I wolfed down my breakfast so as to savor the coffee one sip at a ...