"Honey, the gag is in the middle drawer." I said to Vi. She went over and found it in no time at all. I turned my attention to Brenda's gorgeous blue eyes again.

"Your rookie domme is doing a pretty shit job, Wendy. You should probably give all of this up and just let me do this again. You're clearly not cut out for it." Brenda had an arrogant look on her face. Since she was a little taller than I was, so she literally looked down on me. I loved pulling the bratty sub routine on her, so it only made sense she'd try to throw it back in my face.

"Shut up. Right now. If you think I'm not in control of this situation, I'm going to have to show you just how in control I can be. I will make you lose your mind with lust. I will deny giving you pleasure ever again. I am in power, Brenda, and you will respect it." I said, feeling triumphant that I could get through that without my confidence flagging.

"Mistress Wendy, I found the gag." Vi held the ball gag out to me. I knew the first question from her after this scene would be when I would use it on her, judging by how awestruck she was by it.

"She is talking way too much, Vi. Shut her up." I said, turning away from Brenda and leaving the two of them to resolve this.

"Vi…please don't. I need to be able to talk, I…if I can't talk, how can I tell you how good you're doing?" Brenda pleaded. She was cranking the drama up to 11. I pursed my lips, trying not to laugh. She was clearly seeing if Vi had it in her, and right now, I wasn't sure.

"I have to, Brenda. Mistress Wendy told me to do it."

"Vi, please…you've already bound my hands and legs, I am in agony beyond any comprehension. I have submitted to Mistress Wendy's power…I don't need the ball gag, please, trust me, there is no reason for you to do this to me."

God, she was laying it on thick. I wanted to eat her out right then, just as a thank you for being so over the top and passionate.

"There is a reason, Brenda. My mistress told me to do it. And when she tells me to do something, I do it. I'm sorry, but I don't have a say in this." Vi reached up to Brenda's mouth and secured the ball gag in place, my wife biting into the ventilated rubber hard with her teeth. She looked at Vi with a rageful expression, playing up the theatricality of it.

I turned around, having put enough time in between the order for Brenda to be fully bound.