"Wendy, how does it feel to be such a fucking goddess that a little sub is straining to not tarnish you with her come? She is probably about to release herself on the bed because of the sheer need she feels for you." Brenda whispered in my ear. I was rubbing myself but also holding back because Brenda had told me I wasn't allowed to come, and it was all my body wanted to do right now.

"Good…I'm glad she…" I pressed my clit a little too hard and winced, knowing I was teetering on the edge. "…she respects me."

"She has no fucking choice but to, do you Vi?" Brenda said. "You're so pathetic you have no other option, am I correct? You need my wife, and you're willing to do anything for her."

"Yes…yes Mistress Brenda…I only…oh…fuck…I only exist for your pleasure and Wendy's pleasure…oh fuck…I'm coming…oh my god…" I heard Vi's hand stop, the sound replaced by her straining as the orgasm took her over.

"Keep fucking coming, slut…" Brenda said. "And if you make a single drop of come touch the bed, I will know."

Vi whimpered and groaned. It was one of the sexiest sounds in the world. After a few more seconds, Vi had slowed down, panting, exhausted.

The room was silent except for Vi's jagged exhalations.

"You've made such a mess of yourself, Vi. How pathetic. Girls like you shouldn't know how to squirt like that, but I guess you're not good at following directions, I don't know what I expected."

The blindfold around my eyes felt painful now. Had Vi actually managed to squirt for the first time and I wasn't able to see it? It pained me to know I was probably right, but it also made me feel delighted that Brenda got to be the only other witness of what I was sure would be one of many like that.

"Wendy, your fucktoy has made a mess of herself and needs to be able to zip her shorts back up. Take care of it. Keep the blindfold on." Brenda said.

"Thank you, Mistress Brenda. I would love to be of service to you and our little slut." I said, finding my way over to the bed and the sound of Vi's breathing. I dropped to my knees, having to orient myself based on my position between Vi's thighs.

"Vi, when Wendy does this, I want you to understand she's cleaning up your mess. You should not enjoy this. You should not even smile. It is not pleasurable to have my wife's tongue cleaning up all the messy cum on your pussy. Please act accordingly."

"Yes, Mistress Brenda." Vi said, her body and mind exhausted at this point.