Chapter 3 - Two Riders, One Priestess

Luna and Mirana dig deeper into their new relationship. Luna encourages Mirana to be more honest in her kinks, and finds that the Priestess wants to get a man in for a threesome. 


Tags: Threesome [F/F/M] [Massaging] [Shower Sex] [BDSM themes] [Femdom/Femsub/Malesub] [Ropeplay] [Gimp mask] [Blowjobs] [Forced Deepthroat] [Humiliation] [Cunnilingus] [Analingus] [Rough [Vaginal] [Anal] [Rimming] [Humiliation] [Cum Eating] [Mild Saliva] [Happy ending] 

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Luna sighed as she laid on the blue mat, closing her violet eyes as her body practically cried out in relief as she rested for the first time that day. She was naked, save for the small towel that rested on her large, pale ass. She’d awoken early in the morning, just before sunrise, to attend a few meetings between the other Moon Riders and Priests, sorting out any issues or arguments between them. Thankfully, most of the arguments raised were quickly resolved, the relationship between the two groups improving as the weeks went by.

Ever since Mirana and her had started their relationship.

Luna hadn’t told anyone, lest her companions start seeing her in a different light. She was a leader first and foremost, and they had to look up to her for guidance, and know that anyone from any background could change to serve Selemene.

Luna arched her back as a cool liquid dripped onto her back, and was slowly spread around by warm, soft hands.

“Cold?” Mirana asked, her tone mirthful and teasing. She spread the liquid across her back, her palms pressed into her skin as she did so, lathering her pale skin with the oil. Luna nodded with a slight groan, already feeling her muscles turn lax under Mirana’s deft fingers. Those tan tips dug into her skin, and Luna was thankful Mirana had started cutting her nails frequently.

The oil itself had a minty aroma to it. Luna assumed the mint itself was making the cool air sharper on her skin, adding to her sensitivity. The moon rider didn’t openly complain, allowing Mirana to press more of it into her calves and thighs, giving tiny shivers occasionally, despite her best attempts to appear calm.

That was most of her day in a nutshell. Keeping calm, taking deep breaths and breaking down discussions one topic at a time. Apparently that got results a lot better than what she used to do, which was yell and order everyone to calm down as she made decisions for them. Luna wouldn’t admit it, but Mirana had given her the idea to be more ‘diplomatic’. Somehow, the priestess ghosting her fingers along her naked, pale thighs always got what she wanted, and never had to raise her voice.

It befuddled Luna at first. Usually, in her old life, she had to be the loudest voice in the room to get what she wanted. Then again, her old life was one of barbarism and slaughter, the only way to speak to the violent was—

“Luna,” Mirana sharply whispered, giving her thigh a quick tap. Luna hummed, looking over her shoulder into those captivating, star-filled eyes. One of Mirana’s immaculate brows was raised, and a humoured smile on her lips, “you’re tightening up. Just relax, and stop focusing on the stress. You’ve earned this today.”

The moon rider hummed again, resting her head on her hands, keeping her neck in line with her spine. Luna had no idea how she ‘earned’ a massage from her girlfriend, but she wasn’t about to argue. Her muscles were tight and aching from the countless patrols over the past week, and her sleep cycle was a mess from having to attend both night and day patrols.

Luna groaned throatily, her face going slack as Mirana’s fingers dug into her calves, slowly rotating with a deep pressure. Her toes curled as a strange mix of pain and relief shot through her nerves. She hadn’t even realized that such a simple act could do this. The only time she’d been offered massages was when people wanted to sleep with her. Even then, they were lackluster and couldn’t dig into her toned muscles the way Luna needed, and stripped down thinking they earned her attention. 

The heel of Mirana’s palms dug into her thighs, and slowly crawled down Luna’s calves, the priestess’ fingers dug into the aching flesh in a downward line. Luna took another sharp breath, followed by a quiet chuckle. Her skin felt warmer as Mirana got to work, like the oil itself was heating up. Luna was sure the mint had something to do with that, including dulling the headache that had been plaguing her since midday.

“So tense,” Mirana murmured, rolling her palms in small circles, causing Luna to grunt as more pain and relief circulated into her system. Mirana fingers delicately trailed up Luna’s inner thighs, chuckling softly, “and it sounds like you’ve needed this for some time.”

“Maybe.” Luna gasped, Mirana’s devilish fingers digging into her more sensitive skin, Mirana’s laugh grew, massaging her toned thighs in small circles, heading toward her knees. Luna was thankful the priestess knew better than to touch her more delicate parts with mint oil.  

“Let me know if it hurts too much.” Mirana whispered, returning to caress her calves.

“It feels wonderful.”

“Good.” Mirana dug her fingers into the sides of one calf, massaging the muscle harder than before. Luna hissed, arching her back as pain and relief shot through her as one, sending her mind in a confused, pleasant spiral. She relaxed again, sighing out with a small smile as Mirana tended to her body. The priestess moved to her other thigh, and Luna couldn’t help but repeat the motion, a near-silent laugh sung into the cool air.

Luna’s brows curling in thought. In the couple of months that had passed since their relationship started, Mirana had started doting on the moon rider. Not in public, but that was mostly at Luna’s request. She insisted on giving her gifts in the form of flowers, hand feeding her chocolates, washing her down with soap and water, combing her hair in the morning, assisting her with her armour, the list went on.

Luna hadn’t been in a ‘loving’ relationship before, most of the relationships she’d had in the past were based around sex or dominance. The moon rider wasn’t sure if what Mirana was doing counted as ‘normal’ behaviour for their relationship. Worse still, Luna didn’t know if she was underperforming, and felt bad for not returning Mirana’s doting behaviour.

That wasn’t to say Luna hadn’t tried to. Mirana insisted that Luna’s dominant behaviour during their sexual escapades was enough, and that Mirana felt all of her stress fly away after an intense fucking, followed by cuddling and comfort.

Luna gasped, Mirana’s hands digging into her back, breaking her guilty thoughts.

“Stop thinking, Luna,” Mirana whispered, concern in her words, hidden behind an audible smile, “let me take care of you.”

“Mmhmm.” Luna closed her eyes, trying to focus on Mirana’s strong hands. Years of practice and use of the bow and arrow, even steering a large sabre mount, gave her strength on par with even one of Luna’s riders. Perhaps not the moon rider herself, but that was a matter of personal pride. Luna gasped, flexing her hips upward, Mirana’s fingers digging into the middle of her pale back. 

“Tense. Very tense.” Mirana commented, her doting hands still working Luna’s toned muscles. Luna simply groaned, letting the minty aroma fill her lungs with deep breaths. 

“Is good.” Luna slurred.

“I can tell. You’re doing the thing.”

“The what?” Luna asked, eyebrows raised, still keeping her eyes closed.

“Your butt. It’s doing the jiggle.” Mirana teased, bringing her hands down to rest atop the towel. Luna gave a tiny squeak, noticing that she had been clenching and unclenching her big, pale ass to make it wobble up and down.

“I don’t mean to.” Luna grumbled into her hands, pink dusting her neck and ears. Mirana chuckled lightly, resuming her attentive handiwork.

“It’s cute.”

“You wouldn’t think that if I smothered you with it.” Luna snarked.

“True,” Mirana lifted her hands off Luna’s back. The moon rider hummed, opening her eyes to find Mirana’s hands on either side of her head. Mirana pressed her nude breasts against Luna’s pale back, sliding them back and forth, her hardened nipples grazing  along Luna’s sensitive skin. The moon rider gasped, feeling Mirana’s hips press firmly into her towel-covered ass. Mirana chuckled huskily into Luna’s ear, “then it’d be hot.”

Luna shivered, the sharp coolness on her back now being overwhelmed by Mirana’s body heat, and Mirana slowly shimmied the towel off her big butt. Though the moon priestess was still clad in her clothes, the softness of her body could still be felt, and her wandering hands slid alongside Luna’s sides, digging under to take both her pale breasts in each hand.

“Your pale ass could completely cover my head. I’d suffocate as my tongue and lips worshipped whichever hole you desired.” Mirana continued whispering, squeezing and rolling Luna’s smaller breasts. Luna bit her lip, letting Mirana take control and tease her. 

After many nights of discussion, Luna and Mirana had slowly become more honest with their kinks and fetishes. While both women had their dominant and submissive moments, both were different in how they expressed it, but each fell into either role more naturally. 

Mirana hardly ever topped, but when she did, she was ferocious. She enjoyed engaging in physical dominance, more than verbal.

Mirana lifted her hips up, and clapped them against Luna’s ass, earning a tiny groan from the moon rider. Luna bit her lip, lifting her ass up slightly, wanting to hear that dirty noise again. Mirana did so again, harder and louder than before. Luna cried out, shivering under Mirana’s weight, looking over her shoulder to see the moon priestess’ smirk.

“Let’s take this to the shower.”

Luna couldn’t agree faster.

***

Luna grunted as her shoulders were pressed into the cold wall behind her, steamy water splashing onto her feet, and running down Mirana’s back. The priestess seemed unbothered by the hot water running down her back, the intense smile on her lips hinted at her desires.

Luna took a shuddering breath, feeling small under Mirana’s gaze. Her body freed from the priestess’ strong hands.

“Stay.” Mirana ordered, pressing a finger above her navel. Luna nodded, her own hands resting against her thighs.

“My hands were very sore after that. There was a lot of tension in your body,” Mirana commented, bringing her hands up to inspect her fingernails. Her eyes flicked up to Luna’s, and she daintily pressed her fingers onto Luna’s plush lips, “show me your appreciation.”

Luna let an index finger into her mouth, wrapping it between her thick lips, giving tiny sucks as her tongue swirled around the intrusive digit. Mirana hummed, pressing their bodies together as her hand wrapped around Luna’s back, trailing down to grasp a pale globe.

“That’s it, Luna,” Mirana pushed in another three fingers past Luna’s plush lips, all being lathered in the rider’s tongue. Luna groaned, pressing her breasts into Mirana’s larger pair, and shivering as her tan hand dug into the skin of her ass. Mirana pressed her forehead against Luna’s, grinning widely, “You love sucking, don’t you?”

“Mmhmm.” Luna hummed her agreement, her longer tongue carefully pulled from her plush lips between two of Mirana’s fingers. She kissed and licked Mirana’s open palm, earning a husky hum from the priestess. Her hand left her ass briefly, before coming down with a wet, audible slap. Luna groaned into Mirana’s palm. Mirana didn’t let up, striking her jiggly globe again.

“Keep worshipping me, my depraved whore.” Mirana growled, another harsh slap against Luna’s fat butt convincing the rider to continue. Her tongue wildly splashed against Mirana’s fingers and palm, whining with every slap against her pale skin, knowing defined, red hand prints were marking her.

Luna may hadn’t admitted it to Mirana, but it was basically a given at this point, but the moon rider loved having her butt played with. It wasn’t too sensitive, unless Mirana was between her cheeks, but the feeling of her larger, more feminine asset being attended to was mentally euphoric. She knew her other riders, both men and women, would ogle her thick thighs, trailing up to her large ass as she led from the front. 

“Worship the other, thank it for paying your ass some much needed attention.” Mirana switched hands, and started spanking Luna’s other cheek. Luna lathered those fingers with her tongue, kissing them and mumbling drunken words of gratitude, squeaking occasionally as her other pale globe was slapped, jiggling wildly from the force.

“These lips are so soft, I’d love to see them stretched...” Mirana licked her lips, her smile dropping as her gaze fell to Luna’s thick lips, and her star-filled irises turned vacant. Her hand rolled Luna’s red marked ass, teasing her outer lips from stretching the skin. Luna whined, her brows furrowed at Mirana’s suggestive tone. Mirana looked back up to her, a hasty breath coming from her slacking mouth, “Would you prefer it to be something thicker? Maybe pulsing too?”

Luna’s hands came up to Mirana’s shoulders and pushed her away. Mirana cried out in shock, fully under the heated water. Her eyes wide and her own hands coming up to cross under her breasts. Luna blinked, regarding the priestess strangely.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to—” 

“Stop,” Luna held up her hand, the arousal trailing down her thighs soon forgotten. Mirana turned meek, holding a bicep and looking down nervously, “I’m sorry if I acted roughly there, I could’ve made you slip on the water.”

Mirana nodded slowly, looking back up to Luna with downcast eyes.

“I was caught off-guard,” Luna admitted, slowly stepping forward, gently raising her hands to rest on Mirana’s jawline, “I didn’t think you’d be into that.”

“It’s not like I want someone else to have their way with you it’s…” Mirana trailed off, biting her lip and searching Luna’s eyes. The mood from earlier completely blown away from Luna’s own shock and indignance. The moon rider knew she’d have to make it up to her priestess later on.

“‘It’s’?” Luna pressed, her thumbs rolling on Mirana’s tank skin.

“It’s like, well, I’d like to, uh, experiment? With another guy. To join us, I mean,” Mirana shyly turned away, stepping from under the shower, and bringing Luna under the water, whose hands were still resting on the priestess’ cheek. Luna took another step closer, letting the shower spray along her back, her brows curled and she lowered her hands to take Mirana’s hips with both hands. The priestess moved forward, pressing her lips together, and her face flush with embarrassment. She looked back up and took a shaky sigh, “maybe, join us with sex?”

Luna’s eyebrows shot up, and her mouth hung agape for a moment. Noticing this, Mirana pulled out from Luna’s grasp entirely, turning around and shaking her head, a dry laugh leaving her lips.

“I’m sorry. It was stupid,” Mirana growled under her breath, “and I’ve ruined the mood. Goddess, what’s wrong with me?”

Luna sighed, tilting her head with a silent chuckle. Taking one last step further, she wrapped her arms around Mirana, resting her head in the crook of Mirana’s neck, and littered the tan skin with quick pecks. Mirana gave a quiet sigh, resting into Luna’s embrace.

“Luna…”

The aforementioned rider slid her hands down Mirana’s stomach, one hand resting on her inner thigh, while the other teased through her hair, tantalizing Mirana as her fingers barely grazed her clit. Mirana whined, looking over to find Luna’s soft violet eyes.


“You’re not bored of me, are you?” Luna softly asked, her fingers dropping lower, finding Mirana’s petals, teasing her middle finger between them, as the two beside it gently pressed into the skin between her crotch and thighs. Mirana shivered as she whined louder, shaking her head.

“No! I thought it’d be fun—” Mirana cried out, she was cut off as Luna’s teeth dug into her tan neck, her finger swiping side-to-side, and her long, baby blue fingernails dug into the skin of her thigh. The priestess shook and whined, her hands reaching back to rest against Luna’s thighs.

‘After all she’s done for me, would it hurt to do the one thing she’s asked for?’ Luna idly thought, her teeth releasing Mirana’s skin, licking up the trails of saliva stretching from her mouth, spreading it along Mirana’s steadily bruising skin.

“Do you have a preferred size?” Luna whispered hotly into Mirana’s ear. The priestess shivered, looking over her shoulder into Luna’s eyes. 

“Are you—?”

“I want to give you what you want, so answer me.” Luna husked, going back to Mirana’s neck to suck and nibble on the slightly bruised flesh.

“Oh, um, l-length doesn’t bother me, but —fuck— I’d prefer something girthier? It hurts too much if it goes too deep.” Mirana cried out again, Luna’s other hand scratched into her thigh, carrying her sharp nails until it dug into Mirana’s hip.

“And you want to see me suck a thick, veiny cock, and watch them dump their load down my throat? While you get him to fuck you?” Luna growled, eyes narrowing. Mirana whined pitifully, legs shaking under Luna’s grasp.

“N-no, I just—”

“I understand perfectly, princess.” Luna snarled, her smirking lips lining up with Mirana’s hair-covered ear. She brought the hand on Mirana’s hip to expose her ear, and bit into it. Mirana squealed, her body shaking, and hips rolling into time with Luna’s finger, still rubbing between her soaked lips, and pressing into her clit. Mirana’s smaller bubble butt clapped against Luna’s hips. Luna’s smirk deepened, her dominant persona exposing more of itself.

“Oh, you dirty bitch, trying to thrust back into a cock that isn’t there.” Luna hissed, her spare hand cupping Mirana’s chin.

“No, it ishn’t like that.” Mirana slurred, still thrusting her ass back into Luna’s hips, who started clapping back into her, deepening her rubbing finger.

“Don’t lie to me, princess, I know you want to get fucked. You want me to watch you get fucked too, don’t you?” Luna growled, a particular savage thrust made the water on Mirana’s ass fly off, “You want me to be jealous as a nice, thick cock ruins this tight hole for me, right?”

Mirana didn’t dignify her with a response, moaning wantonly in the air, body shaking and eyes rolling up. 

“I thought so. Well, princess,” Luna seethed, her fingers tightening on Mirana’s chin, “not everything goes your way. I’m going to find a man, and I’m going to have you prostrate yourself  before both of us,” Luna thrust powerfully against Mirana, nearly throwing the weaker girl from her grasp, another screaming moan left Mirana’s dainty lips. Luna continued, “and then, I’m going to have him fuck you until you’re just a ruined hole, and pull his cock out of you so he can fuck me. You’ll hear me tell him how much better he is than you, and as he cums inside me, I’m going to leave you for his cock . You understand, you dirty, fucking princess?”

Mirana was quivering in her grasp, eyes rolled up and tears spilling down her cheeks. Her ass colliding with Luna’s strong hips, and a choked gasp left the priestess, her body shaking harder and harder as Luna continued.

“But not before he fucks your dirty cunt, spreads it out wide with his girth member, and fucks ropes of cum into you,” Mirana was mumbling mostly nonsense under her breath, her breaths and moans coming out as begging whines, her naked ass turning red from how hard Luna was thrusting into her. Luna’s finger rolled up, the flat of her digit pressed into Mirana’s clit. Mirana stopped breathing, and stood on her tiptoes, relying on Luna’s strong grip to keep her from falling. Luna growled, “And when he does, I’m going to make sure he fucks more and more of his cum into your ruined fuckhole, until you're pregnant.”

“Cumming! Fuckfuckfuckfuck!” Mirana finally cried out, swearing out more obscenities, her body shaking uncontrollably in Luna’s grasp. Still, Luna held on.

“That’s it baby girl,” Luna slowed her movements down, her finger slowly rubbing up and down along that pink pussy, and the hand at Mirana’s chin slackening it’s grip. Luna held Mirana in a loving embrace, watching the brunette groan and shake in her grasp. Luna cooed, “feel good for me, just rest against me.”

Mirana nodded her head drunkenly, her body twitching in her embrace, sighing and shivering against Luna’s pale body. Luna smiled softly, pressing her lips against Mirana’s cheek gently, “I didn’t mean a word of it, Mirana. I love you.”

“I know,” Mirana sniffled, laughing softly, taking Luna’s hand between her tan legs, resting her fingers between Luna’s. She looked over her shoulder again, “you get a bit intense when you lead.”

“I apologize.” Luna whispered, a small tinge of regret on her brow, taking small steps back into the stream of water, the heat of their exchange simmering down.

“Don’t. I enjoyed it,” Mirana turned in Luna’s grasp, giving Luna a chaste kiss on her plush lips. Luna hummed, reciprocating the kiss and bringing Mirana closer in with a hug beneath the water. Their breasts pressing together as they embraced one another, lips softly dragging over one another as the kiss intensified, but not more than needed. Mirana pulled away, making to talk, but was swiftly interrupted as Luna stole one last kiss with a quick peck. Mirana smiled, a single chuckle lost in her throat, “though, it’d be unrealistic if you changed your mind just because of a dick.”

Luna laughed loudly, nodding in agreement, “heat of the moment. There are some ridiculous stories out there like that.”

Mirana laughed with Luna, a flutter in Luna’s heart from her girlfriend tightening her hug against her.

“Right. Okay, but, about what I said,” Mirana started, a guilty expression in her eyes.

Luna smiled, “Why not?”

“Are you sure we could, I mean, I don’t want you to think I’m unsatisfied. I just want to try something different, with you. Only if you want..?” Mirana trailed off, smiling as Luna kissed her again.

“I’ll find someone by the end of the week. But I want you to do something special for him and I…”

***

Luna held her arms behind her back, striding past her attentive riders. Men and women in the same armour as hers, but without the sigil on the helmet, which signified Luna’s higher rank.

“You have all performed exemplary tonight,” Luna started, her tone rough and loud. She watched all her riders as their hands flew to their chests in sync, thumping against their metal armour. Luna allowed a small smile to form on her lips, a rare occurrence for her riders to see. She continued, “though most of our nights are met with hardship, this night was far kinder. Though many would thank Selemene for the ease of our battles this night, I shall instead ask all of you to thank each other, recognizing that the shields you bear protect not only yourselves, but each other.”

Luna stopped before the middle of her riders, staring into the grey eyes of a shorter man in front of her, only shorter by a few inches, “You are all dismissed.”

Another thump against their chests, and they marched off, assumedly to put away their gear and wash themselves. 

“Klein.” Luna called out, the grey eyed man paused with wide, fearful eyes, but approached her regardless. None of the other riders made comments, though Luna knew they’d talk out of her earshot.

They were all wrong about what she wanted from him.

Her gaze hardened as she stared down the grey eyed man, who gulped, but met her gaze regardless, as was expected of him.

“You performed most admirably tonight,” Luna gave, the softness of her voice surprising him. He visibly relaxed, shoulders falling as he nodded in a small way. Luna continued, “I’ve had my eye on you the past few days. Being our newest member, it’s expected of me to ensure you understand the Rider’s rules and tactics.”

“Yes, ma’am.” Klein thumped his hand against his armour, and Luna rolled her eyes, waving her hand in the air.

“Don’t bother with that when we’re in private,” Luna chuckled, enjoying how Klein continued to be shocked by her sudden, relaxed attitude. No doubt he thought her as a horrid bitch, considering how rough she could be with other riders. She shook her head, “but I’m not here to critique your abilities, nor congratulate them. I’m here for a different, more personal, matter.”

Klein nodded, determination in those grey eyes, “No matter what, Ma’am, I’ll serve you best I can.”

‘You will serve me.’ Luna had to resist licking her lips. 

“Take off your helmet,” Luna ordered, arms crossing across her chest. Klein did so without hesitation, his short, messy black hair spilling down his forehead, and slightly covering his ears. Luna hummed, “good. Not too long.”

Her eyes flicked down, his eyes spoke of confusion, but the will to continue. It was what she was searching for. Obedience, but curiosity. His youth meant his desire to explore would sway him to what Luna needed from him, and his newness to the rider’s meant he’d be willing to prove himself to Luna. But there was a piece of fear beyond that, and Luna needed that in her choice of man. 

She didn’t need to murder him  if he was too afraid to try bribing her. 

“Since we are in private, I will be clear with you,” Luna started, embarrassment pooling in her stomach, threatening to rise up. She forced it down, a serious expression in her eyes. Klein gulped, nodding once as he looked up into her violet eyes. Luna clenched her fists, her own anxiety playing with her mind, “I require your assistance with roleplay in the bedroom.”

Klein nodded once. Then his eyebrows furrowed, and his head tilted back in shock. His mouth opened slowly, then closed just as slow.

“Pardon, ma’am?”

“I require your assistance with roleplay in the bedroom.” Luna confidently repeated. The heat at her neck was the only thing giving away the embarrassment surging through her.

“I heard that, ma’am, I wanted to know what you meant, ma’am?” Klein rushed through his sentence, pink rising on his nose and cheeks, “It sounded like you wanted me to—”

“I want you to fuck a woman, and allow me to guide the pace, with you potentially fucking me.” Luna growled out, hands tightening further, until it felt like her pointed nails were going to cut through her body suit, into her palm.

“Okay, um,” Klein nodded slowly to himself, “Right now?”

“Yes.” Luna smiled.

“Woah, that’s a bit sudden.” Klein held a closed hand under his chin.

“And if you decide not to, and tell anyone I said this, I will castrate you.” Luna growled, leaning over the shorter man. He held up his hands and nodded.

“I understand!” He squeaked, then coughed into his hand, “Right. Yes. I’ll, um, help you in the bedroom?”

“Good,” Luna relaxed, sighing loudly, “Do you have any questions?”

“Yeah, um, what would be expected of me?”

Luna smiled softly, “We’ll walk and talk. Quietly, please.”

***

“This is your last chance to back out, Klein. From here on out, I’m going to take this as seriously as possible, and I expect you to do the same.” Luna stared straight into Klein’s eyes, the empty hall stretched out, and the door to Mirana’s room lay next to them.

“I’m ready, Ma’am.” Klein nodded, his grey eyes hardened and understanding.

“Good.” Luna crossed her arms, taking in a heavy breath, “When we enter through this door, you will refer to me as ‘Rider’, and the woman on the other side as ‘Heretic’. You have a choice to your own name, and it’ll determine how I treat you,” Luna held up her closed fist, her palm facing the shorter man. Klein nodded, his expression intense and committed. Luna liked that about him, always faithful and willing to prove himself. She smiled, “you can choose between, ‘Toy’, ‘Servant’ or ‘Student’.”

Klein did a double take, and Luna could feel her insides boil with embarrassment.

“What difference would they make?”

Luna gave a quick, throaty cough, and started, “These ‘names’ will let my Heretic know what sort of play she could expect, giving her a chance to prepare for what sort of treatment she’s in for,” Luna slowly explained, leaning against the wall behind her, “‘Toy’ denotes that you are a neutral role, designed only to give her pleasure and nothing more, you will not speak, and when we’re done, you are to leave without her seeing. But as a toy, you’ll be used however I want, and you can’t opt out unless you speak the safe word, we’ll get to that in a moment,” she raised her hand as he made to speak. He shut his mouth and nodded, and Luna’s smile only grew, “‘Servant’ is much the same as ‘Toy’, though you may speak, and even ask for requests and stay afterward, and discuss with us whatever you desire. Finally, ‘Student’ is a more interactive setup. I’ll be asking questions, and you’ll be answering. Rewards go to you if you’re correct, punishments if you’re not. You’ll be expected to stay however, as it implies you’re willing to return for another ‘session’.”

Klein hummed, obvious heat rising on his face as he rested a closed fist under his chin. Luna waited patiently, glad he was taking his time and thinking about it. Her hand reached out to rest on the doorknob to her room, where Mirana was still waiting. 

“I’d like to be a Student.” Klein decided, a small pink flush on his nose and cheeks. Luna smirked, inwardly cheering at his decision. She’d hope that Mirana would like him as much as she did.

“Then you agree to repeat sessions, remember, you can still back out?” Luna gently reminded him. Klein’s eyes hardened, and he nodded resolutely. The moon rider smiled, turning open the door knob and stepped inside, curling a finger for Klein to follow through. He did so nervously, closing the door behind him, his shy grey eyes wildly taking in the dimly lit room.

Inside, Mirana was kneeling with her arms tied intricately behind her back, the rope criss-crossing in a spider-like fashion on her torso, her breasts were also held by the silk fabric, making them more perkier as a result. Her head, and even her eyes, was covered by a black gimp mask, where only the plush lips of her mouth were revealed, a ball gag was held between those lips, drops of saliva occasionally dropping to her jiggling breasts.  Two brown, braided pigtails came from the top of the mask, and framed the sides of her head like two handlebars.

Luna thought it looked ridiculous at first, but something about having another person see Mirana in this demeaning state filled her with primal arousal. Klein stood there with his mouth agape, and flinched as Luna bent over, revealing her wide, skinsuit covered ass to him. She wondered if the young man, her ‘Student’, was having second thoughts.

“Enjoying your punishment, Heretic?” Luna snarled, taking one of Mirana’s pigtails in her hand, yanking her head. Mirana cried out into her gag from the rough force, shivering as Luna’s presence loomed over her. Luna whispered into her latex covered ear, releasing the braid from her tight fingers. 

“We have a Student with us tonight.” 

Mirana grunted her understanding, and took a shuddering sigh as the ball was unclipped from her gag, but the plastic piece between her lips remained, forcing her mouth in a permanent circle. Luna turned back to Klein, a cheshire grin on her face as she took slow steps toward her Student, and gently rested an open hand on his chest, feeling his racing heartbeat under his own skinsuit.

“If at all you feel uncomfortable, say ‘Sunrise’. We’ll stop immediately, and let you breathe as I untie my Heretic,” Luna gave him a serious look, “don’t think you can power through it. Don’t doubt yourself, and don’t think we’ll misunderstand you. Am I understood?”

Klein nodded, “Yes, Rider.”

“Good,” Luna hummed, “if you’re nervous that one of us is thinking about the safe word, ask ‘which phase?’ If we say ‘new moon’ it means continue, ‘crescent’ means we’re thinking about it and just to slow down, ‘full moon’ means stop whatever you’re doing, but don’t stop the play. You can also say any of these words if you need to tell us. Repeat them to me.”

Klein perfectly repeated her, occasionally looking over to the Heretic behind Luna. The Rider’s grin was wide, and eyes humoured. Her hand slowly trailed down, earning a sharp breath from her Student. 

His hands moved behind his back, resting in the salute position, which Luna found ironic, as her fingers rested on his bulge. Beneath the skinsuit, she could feel it already pumping with arousal.

“Let’s not waste any more time, Student.” Luna emphasised his title loud enough for the Heretic to hear, “Take off your clothes. I will score your body.”

Klein, or rather, Student got to work on unzipping the back of his skinsuit, revealing the boxers  beneath, where his hardening cock sprung forward from under. Luna crooned at his defined musculature. While his body appeared slim from the outside, the muscles along his arms, legs and especially his torso were obvious and well looked after. There was plenty of body hair on him too, all of it black like his hair, and there was enough that she could probably sink her fingers through it.  She tapped her plush lips, taking slow steps around him, licking her lips upon seeing visible back muscles. It took a small amount of willpower to stop her from feeling him up.

“As expected of my Student,” Luna praised, “A well defined body, and quite hairy. I’d easily give it a score of eight,” Luna’s brow rose, a humoured expression on her face, “but I’ll remind you, Student, to take off all your clothes.”

The Student obeyed, slowly pushing his boxers down, flexing his downward cock with them. Luna couldn’t help but slowly lick her lips as the shorter man’s pale cock flung upward, standing at around six or seven inches by Luna’s estimate. It was slightly bent upward, and the fat, purple head was somewhat visible, as it was half-covered in foreskin. It was incredibly thick, and covered in large, bulky veins. His sack hung down between his thighs,the skin stretched to hold his large nuts. If Luna cupped them, they’d fill the palm of her hand. 

Luna licked her lips, looking back up to her Student’s eyes.

“A perfect ten.” Luna grinned at the whining moan from Mirana. The priestess knew Luna wouldn’t lie about their ranking system, and Luna took joy from the fact that Mirana might think she was lying. Anticipation boiled in her, wanting to see the moment where Mirana recognized the truth. Luna took Klein’s hand and encouraged him to stand before her kneeling Heretic. 

“Take off my armour, Student.” Luna ordered, watching those muscles move and tighten as he rose his hands up to her head, unclipping her helmet. Her hair fell loosely to her shoulders, like a baby blue waterfall. He took a sharp breath, frozen as her long hair. Luna was flattered, but wanted to carry on to the good part. She clicked her fingers, and Klein got back to work, wrapping his arms around Luna to unclip her breast blate. Luna couldn’t help but take in the man’s scent, and enjoy the sweat of his excitement and anxiousness. 

Now, only in a skinsuit, and the bodywear beneath it, Luna took his hand again, turning him toward Mirana as she walked around the kneeling woman. Luna’s other hand combed through Klein’s hairy chest, her Student hissing from the sudden contact. Luna grinned, her hand resting on the shorter man’s head, her thumb rolling on his cheek.

“Tonight, you shall be the instrument of my Heretic’s destruction. Together, we will break her.” Luna grinned toothily. Klein’s face was incredibly flushed, and he instinctively leaned into Luna’s caressing hand.

“Yes, Rider.”

“Good. Now, Heretic,” Luna let go of Klein’s hand and stood behind Mirana. She took both braided pigtails in each hand, squatting down next to Mirana’s ear, whispering loud enough for her Student to hear, “You’re going to lick my Student’s cock. Do not suck it, or attempt to wrap your lips on any part of his cock. Understood?”

The Heretic gave a choked gasp, her tongue wiggling from the gag that kept her mouth open. Luna’s hand reached out and wrapped around her Student’s cock, using it to pull him closer in. Her Student groaned deeply, enough to have Mirana shivering, as though it proved to the Priestess that there really was someone else in the room to see her like this.

The tip of Klein’s cock rubbed against the flat of Mirana’s cock, smearing a dollop of precum along it. Mirana quickly surged forward, her tongue lathering that angry, purple head in saliva. Klein cried out, hands twitching in the air, unsure where to put them. Luna smiled warmly at him, appreciating he didn’t immediately grab at Mirana’s head. She’d have to reward him soon, if he kept this behaviour up.

Luna let go of Mirana’s pigtails, trusting her little Heretic to do as ordered. That deft, pink muscle flicked downward, and had that thick cock land on her face with a meaty whap. Mirana groaned aloud lewdly, her body shivering under the weight of his thick, veiny cock. Luna’s smile deepened, and she shifted to her other ear.

“Do you believe my Student will punish you properly, Heretic?” Luna husked, her hands reaching around to roughly grope Mirana’s perky, large breasts. Mirana whined and nodded her head, lathering more of that thick cock in saliva, squirming under Luna’s harsh gropes.

Luna pinched the Heretic’s nipples, and slowly stood up, bringing her breasts up before letting them flop down against her skin. Mirana groaned at the rough treatment, but soon resumed slurping all over his cock, steadily reaching towards his large ballsack. 

Klein grunted out a moan, then bit his lip, his hands balling into fists as he resisted the urge to thrust. Luna could see it in the way his hips trembled. She licked her lips.

“My Student,” Luna started, pressing her suit clad body against him. He looked to her with wide eyes, and Luna simply grinned, her hand reaching out to cup his chin gently, lifting it so his lips were level with hers, “has behaved so well, Heretic. In fact, he deserves a reward.”

Luna leaned forward, giving Klein a chaste kiss. She felt so dirty, letting this man have what she’d thought she would give only to Mirana. Yet, the very woman she loved was busy lathering that cock in her spit. Mirana whined, able to hear the light smacks of her lips on Klein’s. Luna pulled back with a short mwah, and chuckled airily. 

‘This feels amazing.’ Luna thought savagely. She was hardly getting touched, but kissing him had felt amazing regardless. She looked down to Mirana, doing her best to lap at his cock like the bitch she was. Old emotions resurged, and Luna felt more powerful in that moment than she had in years.

“Ah, Student’s kisses feel much better than yours, Heretic,” Luna grabbed Mirana’s head roughly, pulling it back so that her lewd tongue was outstretched toward Luna. Luna took Klein’s cock with her other hand, and pressed it against his stomach. Klein shivered against the Rider, his hips pushing forward slightly, so his already rock hard erection stayed that way. Luna growled, “beg for even a taste of my mouth, Heretic.”

“Pleash, I whan oo ha—”

As she spoke, Luna had already let a string of saliva drip from her tongue onto Mirana’s lips. Realizing this, Mirana opened her mouth wide, her tongue wide and catching as much of Luna’s drool as she could. Luna’s eyes were burning and intense. 

“Thank me for it, Heretic.” Luna commanded, turning back to Klein, who was wide eyed and flushed. Luna secretly hoped he’d slip up too, and let her dish out whatever punishment was appropriate. 

“Thhaang—”

Mirana was interrupted as Luna turned back with a sneer, and spat, which streaked across Mirana’s latex covered face. Mirana was moaning and shivering on the spot, her tongue outstretched and waiting, wriggling in the cool air. 

“Would you like more of my lips, Student?” Luna asked softly, stroking his cock and pointing his head down onto Mirana’s open tongue. Klein shuddered at Mirana’s returning tongue, but didn’t take his eyes off Luna.

“Yes please, Rider.” Klein answered, and Luna dove in. Her tongue sunk between his thin lips, and quickly stole his own up. She rolled it around, her plush lips curling around his, overwhelming him completely. Klein whimpered into her mouth, and did his best to reciprocate. But his much shorter tongue didn’t stand a chance, and Luna took her victory sloppily. She let his saliva rush into her mouth, drinking it up with glee.

Luna’s skinsuit clad hand stroked his cock faster, her other hand reaching to find one of Klein’s, and pulled it around her waist onto her jiggly ass cheek. He quickly got the message and mauled his fingers into her skinsuit, which bent and sunk into her fat ass. Luna groaned into his open mouth, swiping her tongue along his teeth and gums.

Luna pulled away, licking her lips hungrily as she pulled Klein in closer, grinning dangerously as she leaned over him.

“You taste so much better than her, Student.” Luna grinned, slowing her jerking motions along his thick cock, pulling his foreskin back entirely. Klein gave a laboured groan, his hand on her ass tightening. Luna nearly moaned herself, but wanted to maintain her dominant streak for as long as she could. Mirana’s desperate tongue rolled around his thick, purple head, paying special attention to the glans. Luna watched on with a depraved smile, and folded his foreskin back up. The tip of Mirana’s tongue was steadily swallowed by his rising foreskin, and Klein shiverd harder, moaning louder and more intensely. 

“Let her give you your reward, let the Heretic have penance by sucking your nice, thick cock.” Luna returned to noisily kiss his lips, as Klein groaned deeply as he returned to it, nearly half of his cock immediately swallowed up by the eager Mirana below. Luna busied her hand by cupping Klein’s large sack, lifting them up from their dangling position, rolling them lightly in her hand. 

Luna moaned into the kiss, letting Klein try to move his tongue against hers. If Luna had to speak truthfully, she’d say that Mirana was the far better kisser. But that wasn’t the point of the play, and there was no shame in enjoying another man’s lips while her girlfriend practically fucked her own face against his cock.

Luna deepened it, keeping his focus strictly on her, narrowing her violet eyes onto his closed ones. Ensuring that, if he did open them, the first thing he saw was her. Her suit-clad hand left his heavy sack, and roughly gripped Mirana’s head ‘helping’ her get her throat thoroughly stretched out.

“Schlrk!Urk!Urk!Schlrk!Glrk!Urk!Schlrk!”

Ugly, wet slurps noisily echoed through the room. Mirana’s lips were tightly wrapped around his cock, and Luna felt more of her own arousal pool in her bodywear with every lewd choke Mirana made. Klein himself looked to be on the edge of orgasm, his face strained in concentration, and his mouth no longer tried to reciprocate Luna’s dominating tongue.

Luna pulled away with a dissatisfied grunt, “Really, Student? The Heretic has you this close already?”

“I’m, oh, oh my— sorry, Rider! I’m—!” Klein’s eyes opened, wide and shaking as he stared into Luna’s disappointed violet. 

Luna pulled off  Mirana’s head violently, throwing the priestess to the floor, landing harmlessly on the carpet below. A quick ‘No!’ left Mirana’s sore throat. No doubt the priestess was tipped off at Klein’s impending orgasm, the way his spittle covered cock pulsated in the air, bubbles of saliva popped in the air.

“You aren’t cumming. You haven’t earned that yet, Student,” Luna growled, taking his chin with two fingers beneath it, and her other hand grabbing his wrist, taking his groping hand from her ass, “Kneel, Student.”

Klein did so, biting his lip as needy breaths escaped his nose, cock still throbbing in need as he dropped to his knees. Luna grunted, turning her attention to the whining Mirana on the floor, her tongue lolling from her mouth.

“And the Heretic hasn’t earned the proud cum belonging to a follower of Selemene, not yet,” Luna grinned, bending over so her ass was on display for Klein. She licked her lips, anticipation welling up inside her. She grabbed Mirana’s shoulders, bringing back to her feet, and guiding the tied woman to sit before Klein. She stood between them, bringing her hand around to slowly unzip her skinsuit. Her smile turned cheshire at Klein’s widening eyes, “not until you’ve both made me cum.” 

Her skinsuit dropped down, kicked away, and her bodywear was quickly thrown away too. Her large, pale ass was barely an inch away from Mirana, while her soaked pussy was in front of Klein.

“Get to work, Student.” Luna spread her feet, giving Klein access to her lips, which he eagerly took with his tongue. Luna groaned throatily, a hand reaching back to pull Mirana between her large cheeks, her groan turned to a high-pitched sigh as Mirana practically thrust her tongue between her tight ring.

“That’s it, fuck!” Luna cried out. Klein may not have known how to kiss properly, but he knew how to eat out a pussy. His tongue didn’t dive into her like she thought he would, instead it lingered on her sensitive lips, trying to draw her clit from the hood.

Mirana was pushing herself deeper between her pale ass, her tongue swirling along her anal ring. Luna was glad she took the time to clean herself, but judging from Mirana’s deep sniffs, there was still a sweaty aroma, that her filthy princess insisted on breathing in as much as she could.

“Fuck! My Student eats me out better than you ever could, Heretic,” Luna growled proudly, this time her statement was actually true. A piece of her wanted to rub this fact in on Mirana, knowing the priestess was getting off of Luna’s humiliating words. She grinned, her hand left Mirana’s, and her fingers ran through Klein’s messy, black hair, “Why should I ever let you back at my perfect pussy when I have him? You may as well quit trying, Heretic.” 

Luna grinned at Mirana’s growl, taking offense to Luna’s words. The priestess’ tongue dove into her tight hole, writhing inside and pushing the sensitive lining of her ass. Luna’s head threw back, eyes rolling back and tongue lolling from her plush lips, because at the time of Mirana’s filthy tongue penetrating her, Klein’s own tongue lashed at her clit.

“That’sh— That’s it Student! Show this Heretic how it’s done!” Luna screamed, fingers tightening in Klein’s hair, her hips rolling against Klein’s tongue, forgoing Mirana’s own probing attempts. The priestess whined, only able to lap her tongue between Luna’s pale globes as her ass thrust back into Mirana’s face. Klein only made a few pained grunts, but carried on with his attentive fervour. It was enough to send Luna over the edge, her core tightening as her cunt clenched, her juice spilling out along her thighs, and into Klein’s waiting mouth.

Luna’s grip loosened on Klein’s head, and she ran her fingers through his head, cooing as she came down from her orgasmic high. His grey eyes looked up to hers hopefully, unsure if he had done a good job. Luna suppressed a chuckle, encouraging him to stand. Her hands curled down to his cheeks, and she smiled.

“You did so much better than my Heretic.” Luna leaned in, kissing his mouth softly, taking in her own juices like she had done many times before with Mirana. Klein pressed back in, his hands resting on her hips. She allowed it. She hadn’t expected him to eat her out that well, and bring her to orgasm that fast.

Mirana had returned to tonguing out her ass, desperately trying to shove in as much of her short tongue as she could. Luna rolled her eyes, pushing Klein back gently, putting a finger up to her mouth. Klein nodded, keeping quiet to himself and stepped away. Luna took a deep breath, somewhat enjoying Mirana’s earnest attempts.

But that’s not what this night was about.

“What a fucking dissapointment,” Luna snarled, taking Mirana’s braided ponytail and rolling it to make a leash. She tugged at her hair, not too roughly, Luna didn’t want to tear her hair from the base. Mirana cried out, only able to crawl with her knees as Luna guided her to the queen sized bed. With her other hand, she leveraged Mirana to throw her onto the bed, landing on her back with a squeak. Luna shook her head, a disbelieving laugh in her voice, “How many times have you eaten me out, only for a Student to outperform you?”

“Rider—” Mirana started, only for Luna to growl and slap her straight across the face, earning a cry of pain. But Luna knew better, she could see her exposed cunt gush at the act. 

“Don’t bother asking, Heretic. You’re a fucking failure.” Luna looked down on her, tilting her chin up further, despite the fact Mirana couldn’t see her. Luna crawled atop Mirana, her hands landing next to Mirana’s head. The priestess whimpered, and Luna grinned madly as she leaned further down, resting her head next to Mirana’s ear.

“What phase?” Luna asked gently, running her hand across the cheek she’d slapped.

“New moon.” Mirana whispered in a shivering sigh.

“Student!” Luna called out, looking over her shoulder. Klein stood attention, his cock still incredibly hard and waiting, but no longer pulsing. 

“This little Heretic disappoints, but you have performed exceptionally well,” Luna crawled off of Mirana, sitting up to throw her legs over the priestess’ head, and knelt atop of her face, smothering the brunette with her large, doughy ass. Mirana moaned, and quickly got to kissing her tight ring. Luna looked down, satisfied that Mirana’s head was completely hidden between her ass cheeks. She locked on to Klein’s grey eyes, “I’ll reward you, but punish her.”

Luna’s hands gripped Mirana’s tan knees, the sudden action earning a muffled squeal below, as her knees were pulled up, and forcefully spread, revealing her juicy cunt in all its needy state.

“Fuck her, Student. Ream out this Heretic’s pussy, and show her Selemene’s light,” Luna growled out, a savage smirk on her thick lips. Klein quickly climbed onto the bed, his haste proved to Luna how badly he wanted his release, which led Luna to continue, “but do not cum, Student. Only cum when I let you.”

Klein nodded, doubt in his eyes, but he spoke regardless, “Yes, Rider.”

He lined his cock up with Mirana’s soaked entrance, rubbing his tip back and forth her wet lips. Luna watched with anticipation, but couldn’t hold herself back. She took his thick cock in her hand, crooning at how hot it felt on her bare skin. She lined it up for him, slowly pulling it into her own girlfriend.

Klein’s eyes flickered as his thick, raw cock spread Mirana’s pussy. Luna bit her lip, watching another man take her girlfriend awakening something inside her she didn’t realize was there. Her other hand trailed down to her still sensitive pussy, rubbing it up and down as she pulled more of his cock inside of her. She bit into her lip harder at Mirana’s deep groans, her tongue no longer trying to appease the rider.

Luna held the cock where it was.

“If I'm not feeling that tongue, Heretic, then I’m going to pump my Student’s cock until he cums inside you like this.” Luna threatened, loud enough for Mirana to hear past her thick ass. Mirana whined, her tongue thrusting in and out of Luna’s tight ring. The rider grinned, satisfied that she was still being attended to.

Her hand left his cock, instead pressing into the side of his face, encouraging him to lean in.

“What phase?” Luna gently asked, looking with soft, violet eyes.

“New moon,” Klein smiled, nodding once, “Rider.” 

“I want you to thrust into her, and fuck her as hard as you can. Tell me when you’re going to cum.” Luna ordered, low enough she was certain Mirana wouldn’t hear her.

Klein rested his hands against Mirana’s thighs, and slammed his seven inch cock inside Mirana, resulting in a resounding slap throughout the room. Mirana screamed into Luna’s ass, the Rider herself groaned at the sound of Mirana being taken so roughly. 

Luna’s fingers sped up, and she lamented the fact her fingernails were so long, otherwise she’d be thrusting in and out of herself. Klein had a single eye closed, the other focused directly where he was thrusting in and out of, using his upper body to fuck Mirana’s stretched pussy in his kneeling position. 

Klein groaned again, looking up to Luna as she pulled him toward her, their lips roughly pressing together as they used the woman below them. Luna didn’t bother rising up to give Mirana more air, the filthy princess below her insisted on taking deep breaths of her sweaty scent. Luna couldn’t care less if Mirana was into that sort of thing. 

She left Klein’s lips with a pop, furiously rubbing her soaked lips, moaning under her breath, watching his thick cock rut into her girlfriend with a slack expression. More of her ass was invaded, her tight ring squeezing around Mirana’s tongue as she licked her, thankfully, clean hole. Luna’s gaze was fixed firmly on Klein’s veiny cock wrecking her girlfriends cunt, the wide thing spreading Mirana’s lips apart like they’d always been that loose.

Luna bit her lip, a small amount of anxiety flitting through her mind. Was Mirana dissatisfied with their sex, and just not brave enough to tell her, using a threesome as an excuse to get the cock she so craved?

‘My girlfriend is getting fucked. And I’m just watching.’ Luna let the thought run through her head like it was a stunning realization. She watched as Klein’s black pubic hair matted against Mirana’s crotch over and over, his whole length filling out Mirana. Mirana was moaning like a tavern whore beneath her, the same kind she’d seen get every hole filled with cock, as Luna herself was left to watch on the side. Just like then, Luna couldn’t help but feel an inkling of jealousy in her stomach. It wasn’t the kind that had her wanting to say ‘Sunrise’ or ‘Full Moon’. She wanted more of that jealousy, she yearned to feel it, to wield it as her own.

Klein groaned, his hands gripping Mirana’s thighs hard enough to leave marks. Luna bit her lip, watching as the thick, slimy cock left Mirana’s needy, wet pussy. She felt her fists tighten at how her lips didn’t want to let go of his cock, as if it was trying to pull him back in.

Another loud, harsh clap back into Mirana’s cunt, as Klein thrusted harder and deeper. Luna felt something inside her snap. She lifted herself off Mirana, and laid next to her. Mirana groaned in confusion, turning over toward Luna, giving the rider the opportunity to remove the gag, letting the priestess close her lips, and run her tongue over them.

“Student, lean over this Heretic and rail her stupid cock-hungry cunt, stop treating her so nicely.” Luna coldly ordered, eyes narrowing into his grey ones. He remained as deep as he could inside Mirana, stretching his legs down so his hairy body rested against Mirana’s, his head just above hers.

“Rid—ah!”

Mirana was cut off with another sharp slap from a snarling Luna, narrowly missing Klein, who made a small noise. Luna moved in, pressing her hand against Mirana’s cheeks, and promptly stole Mirana’s lips, overwhelming the priestess’ tired mouth with her invasive tongue. Noticing the moans from earlier, Luna pulled away.

“Fuck her already, Student.” Luna growled, glaring into Klein’s nervous eyes. He did as he was told, thrusting harder into Mirana than before. Mirana cried out, moaning and writhing her shoulders, like she wanted to be free. Free to embrace her Student, instead of Luna. 

Luna growled, swooping back in to kiss her lips. Mirana reciprocated noisily, tongues and lips smacking against each other noisily. Klein moaned, probably overwhelmed from the senses wrapping around his stupid, thick cock, and watching two women make out in front of him. Luna couldn’t blame him for feeling that way, he was young after all, that’s why she chose him, new and eager to the world of sex.

He certainly didn’t eat her out that way, he must’ve had a natural talent for it.

Mirana quickly gave up kissing Luna. Instead moaning like the wanton whore she was. Luna pulled from the kiss, shoving her head to look up at Klein.

“Kiss her, Student.” Luna whispered angrily, gripping Mirana’s head so she couldn’t move. Mirana groaned throatily as Klein descended, delicately rubbing his tongue against Mirana’s. She let him invade her mouth, and simply rested there, taking all seven inches of his thick cock into her cunt.

Luna bit her lip, watching from the side as Klein kissed and tongued her girlfriend's mouth out. Mirana cried out, rolling her hips into his pistoning cock. She let her fingers delve down between her thighs, and once again started teasing her soaked lips. Luna moaned behind her muffled lips, shivering as wet, clapping thrusts resounded through the room. Her girlfriend’s cunt getting ravaged, and all she could do was watch.

“That’s it, Student, show her how she must repent.” Luna murmured, not even talking to Klein anymore, simply watching as he stole her girlfriend’s mouth, and fucked faster and faster, his own groans growing louder by the moment.

Mirana cried out, turning her head to face Luna, “I’m cumming, oh goddess, I’m cumming!”

Luna’s eyes widened, her own fingers speeding up at Mirana’s exclamation. A cock was making her cum. Not Luna’s lips, or fingers or toys. A cock was making her girlfriend cum.

And Luna was shocked to find she was cumming too.

Luna surged forward, reclaiming Mirana’s mouth, crying out and wrapping her plush lips against Mirana’s. Luna shivered as she came, her juice seeping out between her fingers to soak into the bed. Mirana, on the other hand, was shaking, her orgasm nothing short of explosive. Based on Klein’s desperate motions, he was close too, and her convulsing cunt wasn’t helping matters any, her canal begging for his cum.

Luna assumed that was the case anyway, but Klein, being the obedient rider he was, pulled out of Mirana’s clenching pussy with visible effort, a strain on his face, and his eyes slammed shut, his breathing was laboured, and he simply used his muscled arms to keep himself upright. Luna’s mouth felt dry upon seeing his thick, throbbing piece of fuckmeat in the air.

Mirana whined, her hips rolling up to try and find his cock again, no doubt her orgasm ruined by his early exit. Luna bit her lip. Klein was likely ready to blow any moment now. Luna’s original plan was to simply suck him off, and share the cum between Mirana and herself.

Things were different now.

“Who said he was cumming inside you?” Luna growled lowly, sitting up and turning to the nearby drawers, pulling out a small bottle. She shakily stood up, her toes feeling slightly numb, but carried on. Klein watched her, and sat back up, not wanting to act without her word.

Luna smirked, slowly uncapping the bottle as quietly as she could, not wanting to tip Mirana off on her plan. She pooled the familiar substance along her fingers, and quickly spread it along her asshole, rubbing the lubricant all over her tight, dark ring. She suppressed a shivering moan as her fingers spread her anus wide, already stuffing four fingers inside, and made sure her insides were well lubricated.

“Nobody,” Mirana finally found her voice, biting her lip at the sudden silence, “Rider, where is he going to cum?”

Luna winked at Klein, pointing at his cock, then turned around, spreading her ass with both hands and revealing her soaked asshole. Klein gave a shaky smile, no doubt eager to use Luna’s hole, and fuck his leader like the anal loving slut she was.

Luna shivered, and climbed atop Mirana, earning a small gasp from the priestess. She waved her ass in the air, letting Klein grip her fat ass with his hands. His fingers sunk into her cheeks, and she shivered, leaning over Mirana’s head. Her lips a hair's breadth from Mirana’s

“He’s my Student. There’s only one place he’s cumming,” Luna growled huskily, looking over her shoulder, biting her lip as his fat cock pressed into her well lubed anus, already pushing in his pulsating meat forward. “Inside my pussy.”

Luna cried out as Klein surged forward, a loud, meaty clap reverberated throughout the bedroom as his hips collided with her thick ass. His low hanging balls swung forward and smacked her sensitive cunt, which dripped onto Mirana’s stomach. Her ass was as stretched out in a white hot pleasure, his cock throbbing inside her, pushing the sensitive lining of her asshole out deliciously.

Mirana gaped at Luna, her lips shaking, and no doubt her eyes were wide with panic at Luna’s words. “You said—”

“I, oh yes, recall you not arguing when he was moments from blasting your womb full of his nasty sperm,” Luna groaned, uncaring for her own pleasure, just wanting Klein to keep slapping her ass with his hips. Her cheeks wobbling back and forth with rippling movements, small waves of her flesh moving for Klein’s surging thrusts. He grunted, a small amount of pain emanating from his balls as they swung back and forth into her clit, earning cries from Luna, as her body shivered, struggling to keep her upright in the doggy position. His pulsating fuckmeat threatened to blow at any moment, and her shaking ass clapped louder with every thrust as Luna practically threw herself back every time he pulled out.

It wasn’t the deepest her ass had been spread, but there was something primal about having a cock ream her out instead of a piece of plastic. Better still, his virile nutsack insisted on slamming into her exposed clit, sending her nerves on overdrive. Besides that, her ass was too thick for him to pump the whole thing in. 

“L— Rider. I didn’t want him to cum in me, but if you’re serious, then you know what that means, right?” Mirana asked, her voice shaky and uncertain.

“I understand perfectly.” Luna growled, stealing up Mirana’s lips, relishing in Klein’s pumps. Groaning into Mirana’s shocked mouth as her asshole was loosened from behind her. Klein’s grunts had turned to load groans, his pistoning hips shaking her ass into larger waves. Luna pulled away from Mirana’s mouth with a gasp.

“Oh fuck, my Student feels so much better than your tongue. Is eating my ass all you're good for?” Luna snarled with a mad grin. Mirana whined, her larger breasts bouncing into Luna's, their bodies tightly pressed together as Klein groaned and gripped onto Luna’s hips, her fat ass clapping louder as he reamed out her asshole, no doubt leaving it gaping for minutes, and sensitive for the next day.

“Rider, I’m going to—”

“Inside! All of it, now!” Luna threw her ass back harder, and the speedy thrusts soon turned slow and heaving. Mirana whining and quivering against Luna’s.

“Don't do this, Luna…” Mirana pathetically whimpered.

“Too late, princess.” Luna spat, before her eyes rolled back another orgasm hitting her. The rider was completely unaware of her own rising pleasure, until it crashed into her like Klein’s hips. He rested against her, crying out as his cock throbbed, widening just a bit further. His balls tightened and rested against Luna’s burning out pussy, yearning for its own attention, but squirted out her orgasmic juices all over the hairy nuts.

Luna could feel his searing out nut fill her bowels, each spurt sending the last deeper into her system. Luna collapsed against Mirana, his cock unceremoniously popped free of her loose anus, and sent thick, clumpy yellow ropes of his cum onto her pale back. Luna smirked drunkenly, her mouth resting against Mirana’s latex covered ear.

“I’m pregnant. He’s fucked a baby into me.” Luna whispered.

Mirana took a sharp breath. Luna giggled, rolling up and over Mirana’s head once again. She met Klein’s tired eyes, and gestured to the pillow next to Mirana. He graciously accepted her silent offer, crashing against the pillow with a tiny groan. Luna chuckled, looking down at Mirana’s face between her thighs, watching as sperm dripped from her reamed out asshole onto Mirana’s latex covered face.

“Or I might be, unless you suck all of his nasty sperm out of me.” Luna offered, pressing her asshole against Mirana’s open mouth. Luna shivered as her tongue probed her stretched hole, drinking up that thick, yellowy cum. She moaned, and fell forward, face to face with Mirana’s well fucked pussy, still dripping with need.

Luna gently gave Mirana’s pussy a lap, slowly circling her reamed out hole with her tongue, just as Mirana was doing to her anus. Mirana groaned into Luna’s ass, and began drinking up her cum in earnest, literally sucking the cum from her ass. Luna rewarded her for such a filthy act, slithering her long tongue into Mirana’s hole.

They gently lapped at one another’s holes until they were too tired to continue. As the facemask was removed, and the rope untied, Mirana wrapped her arms around Luna, littering her neck with small kisses.

“Thank you.”

***

“You jerk,” Mirana grinned, giving Luna’s shoulder a light punch. All three had laid in Mirana’s bed until morning came. Klein was still asleep, but Mirana and Luna had woken up at the same time. Luna smiled back, resting her side of her head against the pillow, staring into Mirna’s star filled eyes, “If you hadn’t answered my question with ‘perfectly’, then I would’ve actually panicked he was going to cum where we agreed he wouldn’t.”

“Well, I suppose I did get a bit carried away,” Luna laughed, shaking her head tiredly, “though, I admit I got a bit jealous, seeing him have his way with you like that.”

Mirana raised an eyebrow, “Oh?”

“To be honest, it felt like you preferred being fucked by a dick, more than you liked what I’ve done in the past.” Luna admitted with a shaky smile.

“Aw, just a tad jealous? You made me eat his spunk from your ass.” Mirana deadpanned, still a humorous expression on her face, “I think you got the better end of the deal. I couldn’t even see the whole time.”

“Sorry about that, I suppose that was my jealousy making itself known even then,” Luna snuggled in closer, licking her lips with hooded eyes, “only I want to see your expressions when you’re cumming.”

Mirana hummed, moving in closer too, her hand reaching out to rest on Luna’s ass, “Do you want me to make some... expressions now?”

Luna laughed lowly, pecking Mirana’s lips repeatedly, until the messy smacks of tongues wrestling filled the room.

“Um…”

Both women paused, looking over to a wide eyed Klein.

“Should I leave?”

Both women’s eyes lowered down to his rock-hard morning erection, then simultaneously rose back up to his face, both with wide grins.

“Nope.” They both said at once.

Klein whimpered.
