I smiled, and I leaned forward and licked her pussy. My tongue was immediately overwhelmed with the taste of her. It was so delicious that it was all I could think of. I moved my tongue through the folds and up to the top of her slit, the slickness covering my whole mouth. I didn't need to see it to know that she had squirted, the liquid tasting more sweet than her already delicious wetness. I kept my hands on my knees, dutifully licking Vi's pussy, trying to be more mechanical with it than sensual to give Vi a chance to act like she wasn't enjoying it.

"Wendy, is this slut clean? Have you cleaned up her mess?”

I moved my face up to the top of Vi's pussy to speak. "No, Mistress Brenda…she needs more. It's quite a mess."

"Yes it is." Brenda said. She grabbed me by the back of my hair and moved my face back to Vi's pussy. "Clean her up, Wendy."

Brenda was pushing my face down on Vi's pussy, and it was getting harder not to smile. I wanted nothing more than to taste Vi again. I was in heaven.

"Thank you…Mistress…Wendy…for helping me clean up…my…mess…" Vi said. It was taking a lot for her to not get lost in this moment, but she was doing her best to stay in her head.

“That almost looks like a smile on your face, Vi. Please don’t tell me that’s what you are doing.” Brenda said.

I had gotten all the juices on the surface, but I kept working Vi, licking her up and down and putting pressure on the top of her slit to see if anything else would come out of her. Getting the little extra bit out of Brenda was always a favorite trick of mine. But Vi didn’t have it in her. Not this time, at least.

I backed away, placing my hands under my ass. “Mistress Brenda, I have cleaned Vi like you asked.” I said.

Brenda released my hair, which allowed me to straighten back up on my knees. My thighs were beginning to get a little tired from this position. I had to stand back up and put myself on display again for my Mistress.

“Take off that stupid blindfold, Wendy.” Brenda slapped my ass lightly. I could feel her fingertips lingering on it after she struck it, as if she wanted to grope me in that position.

I slid the blindfold off of my head. I opened my eyes and was surprised that Brenda was looking directly at me with a loving smirk on her face. “Welcome back.”

“Hi…” I said.

She reached forward and rubbed my chin, a soft gesture from someone who a few moments ago was demanding me to clean up the squirt that our new submissive had unleashed in the throes of orgasm.