The Ad
Part Two
As I stood there, trembling in his arms, Liz walks back outside, bowls of something in her hands. Without even skipping a beat, and that carnivorous smile beaming at my predicament, she asked, “Did she try to run, my dear?”
“She was trying to hide her wetness, such behavior will not do!” And his hand smacks down on my rump.
“Ow! Wait a sec–”. Another smack on my rump!
“You son of a bit–” I start as his hand raises again in threat of slapping my face.
“No cursing. It’s unbecoming of a lady,” Liz says, matter of fact, “or a pet”.
“Fuck you, motherfu—” I manage to get out before my face is on fire, stinging nettles on my cheek, my watering eyes beginning to shoot daggers at this woman who slapped me. And then she startles me by walking up and kissing me square on the lips, a delicate, dancing, exploring kiss while I tried to resist and glared at her. She kept going, tasting every part of my lips with hers, coaxing me, trying to calm me.
“This doesn’t have to be this way, if you’re good, you get good, understand?” Wes grumbles in my ear, and then his finger is focused on my clit, flicking it back and forth. I can feel my wetness running down my legs, and it’s harder to resist her advances. I can’t deny how turned on I was by these two people, and it’s been so long since I’ve had any sort of gratification, why couldn’t I give in once? Every fiber of my being wanted to be touched by this couple, who seem intent on wanting me right back, so…
“Oh, what the fuck”, and I dive into her, kissing her hungrily in return and grinding my pelvis into his hand.
“Language!!” Liz cries. “But I’ll allow it on the assumption that this means you’ll play with us?”
“Yes” I breathily croak out before diving back into her, removing her vest and pulling down her suit, exposing her big tits. I can feel his big fingers prodding me, and soon there were two inside of me.
“She’s so wet, Lizzy, it’s amazing”.
“I need to taste it”, she says as she drops to her knees in front of me and runs her tongue up my slit, from bottom to top. My knees buckle, no one has ever gone down on me, much less someone with such a soft, warm tongue. Her hands caress my thighs as she encourages me to spread my legs further apart. Good thing Wes has his meaty arms around me still, one holding my dress up, the other fondling my breast. Her tongue dances across my nether lips, bringing me up further and further, then finally sucking on my clit and I scream into a very intense orgasm, panicking Wes into covering my mouth for fear the neighbors would hear. The neighbors were a mile away.
“Oh my. Wes, darling, I believe we have a new pet”, Liz pants from the floor, her face shiny with my juices, even more trickles and puddles on the floor around us.
“Why do you keep saying that??” I finally ask, catching my breath slightly. I was still relying on Wes for my support, the knees haven’t woken back up yet.
“You haven’t figured it out yet?” Wes asks, incredulously.
“Figured what out, I was here looking for a pet sitter and got a mind blowing orgasm!?!”.
“You’re welcome” he smirks.
My knees had recovered a little, so I was able to stand, but afraid to walk.
“Seriously, you advertised in the paper under pets, why wouldn’t I assume that you were looking for a pet??” I exclaimed, “Albeit in a strange way, but still!”
Wes breaks out into laughter, Liz follows shortly and my pussy starts to weep for no reason at the sound. I started to pant, even though I’m still irate, and I can’t stop the flow from between my legs.
“Stop… Laughing… Unnnh, what’s so…. Ugh, funny??”, I manage to get out.
As soon as they register what’s happening, they both stop, eyes have switched to carnivore again and both begin to slink up to me, devouring me with their eyes, but magnetically drawn to my cunt. And that just makes me wetter.
“I can’t take it, touch me please” I pant, breathless although I hadn’t moved but three feet, a desperate pleading in my eyes.
They descended like vultures on me, pulling the dress fully off, removing my bra and shoes. Kissing, licking, touching, rubbing, all the while.
Wes pulls my chin up and into his face, his eyes hard and unreadable, but still so blue.
“That’s, Sir”, he nods at Liz, “and Mistress. From now on, in this home you are our personal plaything, a pretty pet that we can do what we please with. We will keep you clean, fed, satisfied in every way. You will move your things into our guest house and this will be your new home. When you are at work, you are to report to us periodically, and we will take care of your precious pets”.
Honestly, I hear most of that, because while he was telling me my new life, Liz was spreading my cheeks and running her tongue lightly across my asshole and the feelings are indescribable. I think about my tiny house and tiny yard and cluttered life and what the hell do I have to lose??
Plus, I finally found the perfect pet sitter.
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