Wrecking the Homewrecker Pt.15 (Patreon)

Maid to serve

Once everyone started recuperating from this rather intense fuck fest Bernice took control once more. “Slut one, why don’t you get started on lunch? Me and slut two will clean up, won’t we slut two?” Bernice asked with a broad smirk as she pinched one of Rose’s nipples, her silicone cock still buried deep within the woman’s pussy.

“Oui Madame!” Came the loud synched up reply from both sluts, although Rose’s was a bit muffled by the stocking still in her mouth and the other one pulled over her head. Throughout this shamefully pleasurable ordeal Rose had been unable to taste or smell anything but Bernice’s feet, hell she had even seen the world through the thin veil of nylon like she imagined Bernice’s foot must see the world.

“There we go, two good maids. I think I like both of you even better as slutty maids than just sluts. Speaking of which, just one second slut one. Let’s give you something to keep you busy so you don’t have to miss me too much.” Bernice laughed as she pulled two more pairs of panties out of the hamper, stuffing one pair into Madison’s mouth while the other pair went over her head. Just like that, not even daring to touch the smelly panties Madison crawled out on her way to the kitchen, leaving Rose alone with her sadistic older neighbour.

“Now as for you, let’s start by getting you out of your cuffs, you won’t be any good at cleaning all tied up, or with these for that matter.” Bernice laughed as she pulled the stocking from Rose’s head, throwing it back int the hamper before removing the one out of her mouth throwing it on the small pile of saliva soaked stockings and the one pair of saliva soaked panties Madison had sucked on earlier before unlocking all the cuffs around the padded bench. Only then she eased her hips back, pulling the big dildo out of Rose’s pussy, making her feel weirdly empty after all this time. She had probably never spent this long with a cock in her pussy before.

“Come on slut two, hop off there, we don’t have all day. If my lunch is cold when we get down here you will regret it so you better work as fast as you can. First you can crawl on behind me and suck the juices off my calf, heel and the floor around it. I don’t want to be leaving a trail when I get a move on and slut one made quite the mess back there.” Bernice simply ordered, feeling how Madison’s juices were still trickling down her lower leg, the girl had been humping her like a woman possessed.

Rose couldn’t believe what she was hearing, her mind still kind of fuzzy from the long hard fuck and many orgasms she had just gotten. Now she was supposed to clean all the juices that had leaked up? Considering how much she had felt her own pussy leaking that was bound to be a lot. It needed to happen she guessed, but doing it with her mouth was just plain disgusting and disturbing, she didn’t want to lap up a cocktail of pussy juices, but she also knew Bernice was unwavering, there was no way she would settle for anything less than what she had ordered. With a loud groan Rose got off the table, crawling around Bernice who was still standing there so menacingly.

As it turned out Bernice wasn’t kidding, she was literally standing in a puddle of Madison’s pussy juices, her calf wet from the middle all the way down to her heel. This was just too much, too gross, she didn’t want to be sucking up pussy juices, especially not off of Bernice’s calves which was even worse than off the floor as far as she was concerned. Resting on her hands and knees behind her neighbour Rose Just looked on in shock, fearing that this gross task wouldn’t stop there as there was an even bigger puddle in front of Bernice, one she knew had to have created herself, or at least together with Bernice’s juices which had leaked out of her pussy.

Sensing this hesitance Bernice quickly snapped sounding rather annoyed. “Get going slut two, I’m tired of just standing here, but I can’t move unless you do your job otherwise it will become a whole lot more work. You wouldn’t want me to have to show you how one of my crops feels on your pussy would you? If you think my hand was bad then just wait until you feel that.”

One look at the wall decorated with all kind of scarry instruments was enough to convince Rose that it was in fact in her best interest to just do as she was told. She didn’t want to feel what any of those tools could do, let alone what they could do to her pussy, a thought that was most disturbing. With a light groan she moved closer to Bernice and gently placed her lips against the soaking wet uppermost part where the stain and puddle originated from. She shuddered feeling Bernice’s meaty nylon wrapped calf against her sensitive lips.

The scent and taste of what must be Madison’s pussy was very strong, it was slightly tangy, slightly sweet, a whole lot better than the way Sally or Bernice tasted. She shuddered realising how she could clearly tell the difference between different pussies by now. Still tasting the pussy of a girl that looked to be around her daughter’s age and that off the calves of a woman old enough to be her own mother was just so very perverted no matter how strong it tasted. Rose was simply mortified as she sucked back and forth across Bernice’s wide calf, slowly making her way down leaving the woman’s leg as dry as her mouth could make it.

As she was getting lower and lower the slight taste and smell of Bernice’s feet, the one she was so familiar with by now started mixing with Madison’s scent making her task that much harder. It reached a height when Rose sucked right along the edges of where Bernice’s foot made it into her shoe, but started getting slightly better again as she licked the woman’s leather heels clean. Sucking the floor clean ended up being slightly better than sucking Bernice’s leg clean, but with such a puddle it was more akin to drinking than just licking up a bit of moisture. Eventually she was done with this horrid task however. Her stomach turning slightly over what she had just done.

“Good job slut one, I already feel so much cleaner thanks to that eager mouth of yours, now to clean the rest. You may start by cleaning my cock, then I will fetch a few things to help, but by the time I am back I expect to see the table and floor mostly clean, if I still see a puddle you will regret it.” Bernice said turning around nearly smacking her juice dripping rubber cock against Rose’s face.

Rose didn’t like the task at hand one bit, but remembering Bernice’s threat all to well, she started licking all over the length of the plastic cock, getting a few soft moans out of the older woman as the touch teased her pussy. The taste was predominantly Bernice’s with just a hint of her own due to the pure fact that Bernice’s pussy just had a way stronger taste than hers. Once she had sufficiently cleaned the silicone cock Bernice pulled the bulb out of her hairy pussy, showing some more of the workings of this special dildo as Rose sucked it clean, this part tasting very heavily of Bernice’s pussy and Bernice’s pussy alone.

Just like Bernice had announced before she disappeared the moment Rose was done cleaning the strapon, leaving the silicone monster right on the padded table well within Rose sight as a firm reminder of what had just happened. For a brief moment the thought of rebelling entered Rose’s mind, but then again, in these horrid boots she couldn’t really go anywhere and Bernice would certainly be mad if she didn’t do as she was told which would in turn make Sally mad inevitably making her pay twice for disobedience. As gross as it was Rose dutifully slurped up the puddle of juices on the padded table, licking the legs of it clean before slurping up what was on the floor. By the time she was done everything just looked slightly damp, instead of wet, the taste of Bernice’s pussy with a slight hint of her own dominating her senses.

Only a few moments later Bernice returned to the dungeon carrying another hamper and a package of some sort. “Colour me surprised and pleased slut two, seems like you can behave even if you aren’t closely watched, now let’s finish your job here shall we? You can start by putting all the pre washed items in this hamper here and then used these things to finish cleaning the floor and table.” Bernice said placing the hamper down along with the package which turned out to be disinfectant wipes to keep everything clean and sterile.

After having cleaned the table, the floor, Bernice and even Bernice’s worn stockings with her mouth this was peanuts so without protest she got started. A deep blush spread across Rose’s face as she picked up the multiple stockings still damp from her saliva to drop them in the prewashed basket. She couldn’t believe Bernice had a prewashed basket, but then again after how she had used Madison’s mouth to soak her panties and hers for her stockings it did make sense. It also made her shuddering seeing how many stockings were still waiting to be prewashed.

Having arrived at the floor and table, a quick once over with the disinfectant wet towels was enough to clean them right up after her tongue had done most of the work. With that over Bernice picked up the hampers and lead Rose back downstairs where Madison was just laying the last touches to her Mistress’s meal, putting it all on a plate, neatly displayed before putting it in front of the only place at the table that had cutlery and a glass of wine. Just like yesterday it was clear that Bernice intended to eat alone. Rose couldn’t help but blush as she saw how Madison was still wearing the big black panties with an obviously stained crotch over her face, while her cheeks were bulged out slightly by the other pair stuffed into her mouth.

“Ah perfect, just in time. Slut one, be a dear and deposit those prewashed panties in my prewashed basket.” Bernice instructed with a broad smirk as she took the big black pair off of Madison’s face. Madison couldn’t supress a light moan getting turned on by the sheer humiliation as she spit the panties that had been in her mouth all this time, assaulting her senses with the strong flavour of stale arousal, musky sweat and just a hint of pee into the pre washed basket, only to have the pair that had just been over her face stuffed in her mouth repeating the process. Bernice fished out an equally stained white pair which she once again put over the girl’s head.

From Madison Bernice turned her attention back to Rose. “Slut two, you’ll get the privilege of eating my pussy during lunch, so for no laundry duties for you. Slut one it goes without saying that you get to massage my feet this time. Now chop chop, time to get in position girls, I don’t want my food to get cold.” Bernice ordered with a clap of her hands as she sat down, smirking as both girls once again replied with a deject. “Oui Madame, this time it was Madison’s words that sounded muffled though.

Rose didn’t like this task one bit, even less than massaging Bernice’s feet yesterday, she couldn’t believe the perverseness of her older neighbour, but fearing punishment she carried the task out without delay. Getting down on her knees she crawled under the table needing to go first before Madison could take position. She crawled straight in between Bernice’s thick thighs hesitating for a moment as she was face to face with her meaty pussy, sitting in the middle of the thick greying hairy pubic bush. The scent of musky arousal was strong, very strong and honestly quite disturbing, her bush still wet from the fuck fest earlier.

Unable to help herself Rose shuddered, her hesitation not going unnoticed as Bernice quickly lost her patience. Not bothering with repeating herself Bernice just grabbed onto the back of Rose’s head and pulled her the remaining few inches to her pussy, pressing her face in there as hard as she possibly could. Rose’s lips were locked with Bernice’s sopping wet pussy, crinkly hairs could be felt all over her face as her nose was buried deep into the centre of Bernice’s damp pubic bush, unable to smell anything but the foul strong mixture of pussy, sweat and a hint of pee, just like her panties.

She wanted nothing more than to pull back, but Bernice’s thick thighs quickly clamped shut against the sides of her head, solidly keeping her in place as Bernice released her grip, throwing her thick stocking covered legs over Rose’s shoulders, her legs dangling down Rose’s back, ready for Madison to massage her feet, which the girl didn’t hesitate to do, instantly slipping off Bernice’s heels and massaging both of her Mistress’s meaty nylon covered soles.

Madison’s vision was slightly obstructed by the large panties pulled over her head, she couldn’t smell anything but her Mistress’s pussy. Yet she was still fully aware of how one of her Mistress’s feet was soaking wet with what had to be her juices from humping her leg earlier. It was more than enough to bring a bright blush to her cheeks, and a soft moan past her lips as she remembered how she had humped that leg like a horny dog.

While Madison was doing exactly as she was told Rose kept resisting, the way Bernice’s pussy kept on leaking against her face only making her predicament that much harder. It came to a point where Bernice had enough of it. “Slut two, if I don’t get at least two orgasms by the time I finish my meal your pussy will get five of my best with my crop for every orgasm under quota, understood?!” She warned in a stern tone, letting out a loud moan as Rose’s unskilled but suddenly very motivated tongue shot as deep up in her pussy as it would go, licking her like a woman possessed, her whole world was reduced to just her pussy. The power rush it gave Bernice to hold this kind of power over her trophy wife of a neighbour was simply divine as she was well on her way to the first of the required two orgasms.

Now both of her sluts were doing as they were told Bernice could finally truly enjoy the lunch prepared for her with an occasional moan of delight. The gentle but firm kneading of her soles was so relaxing after standing up in front of the padded table pounding Rose’s pussy for so long. Still it couldn’t beat the reluctant, but oh so frantically working tongue. With Madison belonging to her, she knew that she would never have to eat without a tongue working between her legs and it was a pure delight.

In the end Rose only managed to make her cum once during her meal, she was close to a second orgasm though and since both girls were stuck under the table anyways, neither of them would be able to call her out on not following her threats. They couldn’t know she was done eating, and as fun as punishing was, getting her sluts to do what she told them when she told them was the most important part. Rose was still frantically working to make her cum which was all that counted as Bernice leaned back for a minute, just enjoying the sensation until she came a second time, her pussy wildly gushing against Rose’s face which was stuck hard against it.

“Ah, that was much better slut two, now dry me a little with your tongue, I don’t want to drip all over the floor when I fetch you and your fellow slut’s food. If you don’t then I guess you can just clean the trail I left later.” Bernice casually ordered as she took her legs off of Rose’s shoulders and pushed her chair back, smirking down at the pretty woman’s thoroughly soaked face, smeared makeup all over shined up with a thick coating of her juices. Just like Rose’s face Bernice’s pussy and pubic bush was dripping wet.

As horrible as this new task was Rose didn’t protest, this was better if only slightly so than having to lick up a snail trail off of the floor. With gentle pats of her tongue rose cleaned up the worst of the drips from on and around Bernice’s pussy, especially having to press her tongue against the mat of pubic hair made her shudder. Eventually once she was satisfied Bernice just got up and stepped away satisfied, leaving a distraught Rose behind. Any hope of taking a breath of fresh air for Rose was quickly dismissed as the thick coating of juices on her face prevented her from smelling anything but Bernice’s pussy.

A few minutes later Bernice returned from the kitchen with the two dog bowls from yesterday, once again filled to the brim with a kind of stew that smelled amazing. Yet the way it was presented and looked being served like this made both girl’s stomach’s turn. For lunch Madison was once again allowed to deposit the panties she had been sucking on in the pre washed basket, the ones from her face getting removed before they could both dig into the bowel at each of Bernice’s feet.

After both sluts were done eating Bernice guided them up to the bathroom, this time they weren’t allowed to bath though, they were only allowed to clean up their faces and retouch their makeup until it looked presentable. Like yesterday they had had a rather late lunch and Bernice was still eager to impress Sally, she recognised a lot of herself in the girl who she loved teaching about all the different delicious things her dungeon and experience had to offer, that and of course having her trophy wife crush to play with.

Their makeup retouched from where it had been significantly smeared before, Rose’s from eating pussy and Madison’s from eating ass, they were led back downstairs. Only to have their mouths occupied with prewashing laundry again while their face’s got hidden under the respective garment, Rose’s face in a pair of Bernice’s stockings another one stuck in her mouth and Madison’s face underneath a pair of panties, also having one in her mouth. It was horribly embarrassing, the smell and taste very obnoxious. Rose couldn’t help but groan as she sucked on the stale sweat soaked stocking. She had only just gotten rid of the obnoxious pussy scent that had been stuck to her face even throughout lunch, only to have her senses dominated by Bernice’s sweaty feet right away.

“Alright sluts, let’s prepare to welcome Miss Sally shall we? I’ve made a list of snacks and appetizers I want you girls to prepare. I will be in the living room, but as I shouldn’t go unattended one of you girls will stay behind with me to tend to my needs. The other one will prepare an item from the list and scratch it off before coming to me and giving me a taste for approval. Once you have that, you can switch, the one who cooked can tend to me while the other one cooks the next snack or appetiser.” Bernice explained, then took Rose’s leash and pulled her along to the couch, leaving Madison in the kitchen to cook the first appetiser.

Rose didn’t like being assigned to tending to Bernice at all, but she guessed it wasn’t going to be prevented in the slightest, after all soon the rolls would switch so whether she had to do it now or in a bit didn’t change the bigger picture at all. “Here we are slut two, kneel down will you? You can definitely use practice eating pussy, I mean you were enthusiastic enough, but then again only after I threatened to give that pussy of yours a few slaps with my crop. Apart from enthusiastic you had no technique whatsoever, you definitely need to learn some skill, just like you should learn to be appreciative and eager to get the chance and privilege of even getting to please a superior in such an intimate way.” Bernice sternly spoke, loving the worried look on Rose’s face behind the veil of her worn nylons.

Everything Bernice had just said sounded horrible to Rose, despite how she had spent her last week she still considered herself above Bernice and sally, she was way better looking and not some cruel sadistic bitch like they were. Just the thought that she should be grateful for such a privilege as Bernice called it was a sickening thought. Not in the slightest, because it would mean eating the woman’s vile pussy again, after lunch and finally getting rid of that taste and smell, she really didn’t want to go at it again, it was nearly as bad as the woman’s asshole, then again the worn stocking in her mouth and over her head weren’t a whole lot better either.

“That’ll have to wait though, maybe it’s some hint I can pass along to your Mistress, right now we wouldn’t want to mess up that makeup again now would we? So instead you may practice foot massages, I’m sure you must be getting rather acquaint with my feet by now, I’m sure you can emphasise with them rather well by now, after all you have been seeing the world through their eyes for the better part of the day. So why don’t you go ahead, support and massage your counterpart, you two have so much in common. Also I still have plenty of stockings that need to be prewashed so your mouth will be busy anyways.” Bernice laughed loudly as she lifted her stocking covered foot up to right in front of Rose’s face, only inches away.

Devastated and shocked Rose couldn’t believe that she was basically compared with a foot of all things, yet as she looked at the foot in front of her, wrapped in an equally smelly stocking she couldn’t help but see the resemblance Bernice had just pointed out. At least the sheer black nylon over her face was rather good at hiding her severe blush. If anything she thought she had it worse than Bernice’s actually foot as she could actually see smell and taste the sweat, and unlike the foot in front of her she wasn’t about to get a massage. Then again at least she didn’t have to carry Bernice’s considerable weight day in and day out.

Not wanting to anger Bernice again Rose supported the woman’s thick leg with one hand as the other started kneading her sole with the utmost care, keeping it right in front of her face so she had to look at what she was doing. As if that wasn’t bad enough yet Bernice pushed her other foot in between Rose’s legs the top of her foot touching her hot neighbour’s pussy as she slowly stroked it back and forth until Rose couldn’t help but moan under the attention. “Oh Isn’t that sweet? Look at how grateful my feet are? They are repaying the favour. That’s what best friends are for.” Bernice laughed wickedly as she continued rubbing Rose’s pussy with one foot while the devastated yet moaning woman massaged the other.

This carried on for about fifteen minutes until Madison arrived at the couch with a plate full of appetisers she had just prepared, a variety of biscuits with different spreads. She was still wearing a pair of panties over her head with another one in her mouth. Not even really acknowledging her presence Bernice just snatched one of the biscuits of the tray, eating it right away while Rose remained busy massaging her foot. Her moans had grown very loud and bothered at this point, she was very close to what she could already feel was an intense orgasm despite her obvious disgust at the situation.

Before she could tip over the edge however Bernice suddenly pulled both of her feet away, causing Rose to break out in an involuntary desperate whimper. “Hahaha, don’t worry foot slut, you’ll get a chance to play with your friends again after you cooked up a snack, for now however it is slut one’s turn to make a friend she can empathise with.” Bernice laughed loudly.

She then turned her attention right to Madison who was still sheepishly holding the plate. “There are amazing one, you may put the plate up on the table then kneel down, but first let me take care of slut two here so she can get started.” Bernice spoke, quickly turning her attention back to rose. She pulled the stocking off of her head, pulling the other one out of her mouth, only to exchange it with the one that had been over her head just seconds ago. Dropping the now saliva soaked stocking into the prewashed basket Bernice pulled a fresh stocking out of the laundry basket and pulled it over Rose’s head before shooing her away to the kitchen.

Groaning softly with the full scent and flavour of Bernice’s stockings back instead of the slightly faded one she had Rose teetered off to the kitchen on her near impossible heels. Her walk was made extra difficult by the sheer height of her arousal making her slightly unsteady. While her pussy was still begging for attention, pulsing in the hope to find the stimulation to get off she was in fact happy to be away from at Bernice’s feet.

As much as her body craved another orgasm, she really didn’t want to have an orgasm in such humiliating fashion again. Arrived in the kitchen she searched for the snack on the list that would take the most time to prepare, just so she would get to be away from Bernice for as long as she possibly could. Even though she was out of sight of the mean woman she didn’t dare to take the stocking off her head, afraid she would be caught and punished. The only thing she missed from tending Bernice was that she didn’t get to be on her knees while cooking, these heels were really killing her legs and feet by now.

Meanwhile back in the living room Madison got the same speech as Rose had gotten, only instead of empathising with Bernice’s feet like Rose had done, Bernice lectured her about how she had basically spent a day as her pussy, having her face stuffed into the worn panties like that. Just like Rose she was about to get more acquaint with her counterpart, Bernice’s pussy. Since stockings came in pairs unlike panties Rose had basically twice the work prewashing laundry. It only meant that Madison could have her mouth free for more important things when she didn’t cook. Things like eating her pussy for real instead of tasting it off of her dirty panties.

Compared to Rose’s tongue Madison’s was very skilled, and enthusiastic right off the bat. Her slut didn’t need to be told what to do twice, she just instantly dove between her Mistress legs and started licking to the best of her capabilities. Meanwhile her own pussy was throbbing, from the sheer embarrassment of orally performing for this woman who was triple her age and basically getting compared to her pussy to begin with. As embarrassing as it was she would never dare object to any of her Mistress wishes, she needed her ass and farts way too much to even think about such a thing, besides refusing to do anything Bernice told her made her feel terrible.

As much as Bernice loved Rose’s reluctance, getting a chance to break in her pretty neighbour she couldn’t be happier that Madison was her own and not Rose. Like with many things in life the saying the more the merrier also applied to subs as far as Bernice was concerned. When it came to subs though she really couldn’t imagine anyone better than Madison however, the girl’s sheer devotion, loyalty, obedience and skill at pleasing her was unmatched. The fact that her biggest reward was receiving one of her Mistress’s farts with her tongue as far up her ass as it went, was hilarious, devious and charming all at the same time. Of course it also helped that Madison was just as gorgeous as Rose, but younger.

Having Madison around was the ultimate power trip looking like she did she could have every guy, bi or lesbian woman she wanted, especially being only twenty years old herself. She didn’t know about the girl’s capabilities, but she had heard that she had been in college before going to the salon, she probably had had quite a bright future and yet she devoted her life to her, just for a chance to taste the farts out of her old fat as, all that potential, all that beauty only to serve her every whim. It was heaven and so was the girl’s tongue that quickly brought her to an orgasm, the first of two before Rose returned with a plate of snacks she had prepared.

Just like that the girls switched places once more, but not before Bernice replaced the laundry in their mouths and over their head with new badly worn ones. It was a pattern that kept on repeating throughout the entire afternoon as an assortment of fancy snacks fit for a classy party grew on the table.