I went down around noon to see her and Joan, made one stop at a shopping plaza to get flowers for her and deli things for lunch. After greetings, hugs and kisses, I stripped to high heels and served them the lunch. I ate with them at the table while they shared the highlights of their 2-week trip along the west coast. We took dessert, lemon tarts and brandy, into the living room where I knelt before them on the sofa and kissed Katrina’s pussy and then Joan's, savoring their individual signature of fragrance and sweetness. Though I brought each to an orgasm we did not engage in heavy sex at this point, primarily due to the Whitney issue which we needed to discuss.
I gave them the details of Whitney's rant over the weekend, the factors that caused her to spew, the entire thing including her asking me to leave. Katrina said she'd attempt to rectify any misunderstandings but advised me not to see anyone connected with this drama until it was settled. I agreed. Overall they thought my two visits to Valerie and having Yvonne out to the house were superb and gave me points for being dutiful. We did not discuss this topic beyond that.
Katrina asked how my pussy was feeling and if there were any lingering effects of my days with Val and Yvonne. I told her I’m fine. She instructed me to move a long narrow end table beside her sofa, clear it, then lie on it, face up, legs splayed and positioned on either side of the table and had Joan tie me to the table in that position. Once I was securely tied they undressed and taunted me with their nudity and my inability to get at them.
Katrina wanted to see how responsive my cunt was to a spanking and got various instruments ranging from a small pussy flogger to a crop and a rubber paddle. She began with the flogger, tested it a few times, and moved to other devices until she had me screaming in ecstasy and pain. She flicked my clit with the crop until I was about to lose it. She stopped, let me rest and had me eat Joan. Then started again repeating the process until one more swat would have driven me over the edge. She stopped and lowered her pussy to my face. I greedily sucked her until she flooded me with her juices and rubbed herself over my face. She returned to my overheated, swollen cunt, had Joan help her and they delivered a volley of blows on my cunt and inner thighs with different things until I exploded. The whole scene was harsh but delivered in such a way I felt loved and their love, such as it is.
They untied me and I kissed them then their feet in appreciation. While I sucked Joan's toes, Katrina took my ass with her strappy. I moved my lips to Joan's rose and sucked her while she frigged off. Joan used her own strappy and moved behind me and fucked my cunt with a vengeance to a cumm while I ate Katrina off again them sucked her ass and finally cleaned her strappy.
For me it was a wonderful release from the angst of the weekend. Around 4:00 I said my goodbyes, thanked her for the session and her attempt to straighten out the Whitney matter.
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