"She's right, Vi. When your mistress tells you to do something, you have to do it. Especially when bitchy, bratty, overly confident subs who think they run things around here try to tell you not to." I leaned in and kissed Vi, making sure Brenda saw it. I kissed her passionately, grabbing her ass and pressing her body against mine. I wanted Brenda to be just a little jealous…and it wasn't like she could say anything in opposition. "You're a very, very good girl, Vi. I would eat your pussy right now, but you still need to cool down. Sit back in the chair.”

I turned around and looked at Brenda. Her jaw was working on the ball gag, trying to push it around, her teeth locked around it. She was flushed, sweaty.

"How does my submissive wife look, Vi? Is she the most pathetic thing you've ever seen?" I walked toward her and ran a finger over her neck.

"I love seeing her like that…I would love to see it more, Mistress." Vi's hand was sneaking toward her pussy, and I grabbed it.

"Vi, you're still not allowed to masturbate. Fuck…I gave you something to distract yourself from it and the second you get a chance, you try to fingerfuck yourself again."

I pushed Vi back toward the chair, the one I'd ordered her into before. "I am going to spank your pussy if you do it again. Go sit back down. Now."

"I'm…I'm sorry…" Vi retreated, the whiplash of being given a glimpse of domme powers before having it taken away might have genuinely stunned her a little.

"Now Brenda." I stood in front of my wife, our height difference so stark at times like this, "I can tell that you're turned on beyond anything. And that's a little sad. Because your little pussy isn't going to get any attention for a while. Maybe never again, depending on how this goes." I put my hand on Brenda's stomach, between her bound hands. "Walk backwards until you fall into the bed." I said.

Brenda took two awkward, short steps backward, and the cuffs on her ankles took effect. She stumbled a little, losing balance before sitting on the bed, the cuffs putting a halt to her progress.

"Don't lay down. You're going to watch something." I said. "And you're going to hate it."

I could tell Brenda was on a high and loving this. We'd been together long enough that I knew how to push her and when I needed to pull back, and right now, she was telling me to kick it into hyperspeed.

"Vi." I looked over at my now increasingly confused but eager sub. "You're going to make Brenda jealous."

"Oh…" Vi grinned and licked her lips, knowing that she'd be making my wife hotter and more desperate than ever before. "How, Mistress Wendy?"