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Life of a Dominant Futanari Week 5 Chapter 177/25: Second Chance
🕑 Added 2023-05-07 23:18:29 +0000 UTCIt did not take long for Samantha to pick up her phone. "Calling about the twins?" Samantha asked.
"Yeah," I said, my voice sounding odd to my own ears.
"Are you okay?" Samantha asked, "I will not force you to meet the twins." She followed up quickly.
"It's okay," I half snapped, feeling oddly annoyed. I wasn't really in the mood to meet the twins, but I was never in the mood to meet with them. "Sorry, I didn't mean for my words to come out like that," I apologized immediately, "I want to hear whatever the Twins have been bugging you about and hear it out before choosing. I am just a little impatient," I told her honestly.
"That is fine," Samantha replied. "I know you are busy, and that can make you impatient. The Twins want to send a car to them so you don't have to call them. I know you are reluctant to give them your information. So I told them to meet you in a car at a nearby Burger joint place. Does that work for you?" Samantha asked. "They are very willing to meet you wherever you are willing to meet."
I took a deep breath, "That is fine; I will see what they want and maybe make them pay for a meal since I think I am hungry. I just finished practice, and they can deal with me all sweaty." I told Samantha.
"Wait, curiosity is now killing me. How sweaty?" Samantha asked.
"I have been wearing my gym outfit and ran around the gym an unknown amount of times, then ran leaping all over the place till volleyball practice. So at least an hour with running around in two hundred and forty-pound weights, then with them off for probably another two hours till my legs were trembling and I was breathing heavily on the floor gasping for air." I finished in a flat voice. "So, Dripping wet in sweat," I quickly clarified.
"Oh," Samantha said, "Well, Good luck. They just messaged me and told me they were showing up in a small stretch limo." Samantha told me, "Do you know the nearest Burger joint?" Samantha asked, and I nodded.
"Yes," I replied, realizing that nodding wouldn't tell her anything. "I will be there in five minutes. I will start walking there now," I told her before I corrected myself, "Ah, Nevermind; I will run." I finished and hung up. I hopped up onto the balls of my feet, took a deep breath, and took off a moment later. I started running to the burger joint not far away. I full-out sprinted, and my legs cried out at me a little before I reached the road.
It took me a couple of moments as cars passed to find a spot before I ran to the other side of the street and quickly noticed the very obvious small stretched limo in the parking lot. It stood out and looked expensive. I rolled my eyes and ran over without thought. I quickly opened the back passenger door and got in.
"Oh? Mistress?" I heard two similar voices say, and I wasn't sure who said what as I took a seat across from the twins. "Oh, Wow!" I heard them say at the same time, looking at me. "You are absolutely covered in sweat." I heard them both say together, their voices taking an octave lower.
I looked over at the blue-haired June, taking a look at the ring through her nose and studded appearance. Her jacket made her look like a punk, while her sister September wore a low-cut shirt showing off her breasts. They looked good, and I looked over both with a bored look as the smell of my sweat started to fill the limousine.
I took off my backpack, leaning forward, showing them my cleavage, and put it to the side while the two of them looked over their Mistress. "Well," I said in the silence that developed as I looked them over. "I am not exactly in the mood to do something long and drawn out, and you have been bothering my boss to meet me," I told them bluntly before leaning back with a flat look. "What the fuck do you want?" I asked bluntly. "You got me here and wanted to beg for something. Tell me," My tone was impatient, and both women shivered, and I saw the raw lust in their eyes.
They both turned and looked at each other, and I could see their faces looking worried. "We," They nodded to each other and turned back to me. "We want you to be our Mistress!" They said in unison before getting on the floor of their limousine, "We want you to dominate us, Insemenated us, and treat us even worse than last week when you dominated us—losing control of us like we are nothing more than holes. We both came so many times that we lost ourselves. No other Dom or Dominatrix ever made us feel that way. Please Be our Mistress. Make us yours!" They both cried out, "We will do whatever you want!" They begged together as if they rehearsed this.
I felt my eyelid twitch and looked at the two women before me, now begging for me to be their Mistress. I didn't know how to feel, and I looked them over, and I only felt annoyed, to be honest, after a couple of moments. These two treated me like a fucking Dildo the last time I played with them, and it pissed me off to no end. They both seemed to do everything together, and they both seemed like they wanted to fuck each other more than me. They loved watching each other being dominated even as they were dominated themselves. It was something so fucked up that I just didn't know how to handle it.
Now they wanted me to be their permanent Mistress?
I leaned back, looking down on both of them as they put their faces to the floor of the limousine and let them sit. I decided to think about it and realized some of the other things these two fucking crazy twins were saying. They also wanted me to fucking impregnate them, bringing up even more annoyance in me. I already had one kid on the way already, and to impregnate two more fucking crazy bitches. It was like I was looking for trouble. No matter how much money their daddy put in their trust funds, these two felt like trouble.
Still, I wanted to fuck with them because of how annoyed I was at this moment. "What the fuck makes you think I even give a solitary fuck about whatever I could do to you?" I asked, my voice filled with contempt. "If I want to fuck a girl with another girl doing whatever I wanted, I already fucking have that. I have plenty of money and no need for two crazy fraternal twins that are crazy about each other. Who are so into each other that the world disappears? Even now, I bet you want to experience watching each other reach climax after climax as I take you both so hard that you scream in a mix of pain and pleasure." I scoffed, "Your begging only has to do with you both wanting more of each other. What you both need to be doing is fucking each other, not me."
Both looked up at me, surprised now as I told them the truth. "We really do," June began.
"Both of you worked together and rehearsed some begging, probably some other Dom or Mistress taught you in the past." I snapped, cutting her off and not dealing with their shit. "You both had practiced probably since the last fucking time I was with you or probably after being with another Mistress, hoping to recreate whatever I did to the both of you. honestly, I don't give a fuck." I told her, my voice filled with anger.
"Mistress," September said, her face showing her shock at this moment. I could tell this wasn't how they expected this conversation to go at all. "Why are you so mad at us?" September asked.
"You both don't know, do you?" I asked, my contempt dripping from my voice even more than the sweat was dripping and soaking into my sports bra. "That is kind of the point, isn't it? Both of you never even noticed that you are the only two ever to piss me the fuck off so much while I fucked you. Even worse," I snapped, looking at them, my anger reaching its peak without even realizing it. My anger was turning incandescent. "You both don't even fucking understand this fucking world. You both are little brats that don't understand that your actions have fucking consequences, and it Pisses me the fuck off." My fury was over, and I shifted position a little, so I had to look over my breasts to see them. "DO you understand how I felt the last Tuesday?" I asked.
"You probably felt Great," September said, "We paid you a lot for your services and gave the biggest tip we ever had because you were the best Mistress we ever had!" Her words pissed me off, and I felt my eyebrow twitching.
June looked more in tune, looked at my expression, and slapped her sister. Both were still on the floor, looking up at me, and I shook my head. Both these bitches still didn't understand, although June could at least read a fucking expression.
"Are you calling me a prostitute?" I asked, my voice calm even as my anger reached a new peak.
June turned pale as did September, and my fury was emanating off me. "N- No," June replied, her voice stumbling.
"Your sister clearly fucking thinks that I am a fucking prostitute. That I can just be purchased for whatever price. I should be happy to take your money and walk away. Like a good little whore for the two of you," I finished explaining, my voice still flat, my fury at the peak.
"That isn't what I meant, Mistress!" September said hastily.
"Oh?" I said, turning to her, "That is clearly what you said." I flatly told her, "You said I should have been happy because you tipped me a lot of money. More than any other Mistress that you have ever done in the past. That means that I am a prostitute waiting for whatever money you give me, Correct? I am pretty sure that is what that fucking means because I know the English language. The only other word I can think of is a Whore." I continued, my voice somehow turning into a flat monotone as my fury built. "Am I a whore now?" I asked.
Both were shivering now as I looked down at them. Both had shut the fuck up, and a minute passed without a word from either of them. That minute turned into two before a third Minute before I asked, "Well, Tell me, oh powerful, rich ladies, Am I A WHORE?" I demanded the answer.
"N- No," June said finally, with September following up by saying, "N- No, you are not a Whore Mistress."
"Well, now I am confused," I said to them both, "You both clearly treated me like a fucking cheap whore despite the amount of money you gave me last week. Now you are here after saying that I should have been happy with the amount of money you gave me. AGAIN TREATING ME LIKE A FUCKING WHORE!" I yelled, my anger showing, "WHAT IS IT THEN?!" I demanded, "AM I WHORE OR NOT?!"
My yelling obviously brought them to silence, and I waited again. My fury and anger were clearly there. The smell of sweat filled the limousine as I waited for their answer, and seconds ticked by. Finally, with a scoff, I shook my head, "See, you both thought of me as a whore. Some cheap whore compared to your wealth that would bow to daddies' or mommies' money or, who knows, maybe even your own money. I honestly don't give a fuck. You thought I would be your Dominatrix and fall all over to cater to you two bitches like a cheap whore. Guarantee that you thought I would do whatever I wanted to you masochistic bitches just by bowing and giving this cheap begging tactic. Well. Fuck both of you; I don't need your cheap fucking money. I don't need either of you." I fully showed them my anger. "If I want, I will have a pain slut Masochistic bitch here begging to lick my feet in seconds. You two are worthless begging sluts that cannot find a Mistress of their own because they are too into themselves to offer anything to others. You both make me sick," I finished, and both were shocked at my candid words.
Seconds ticked, and I couldn't help but laugh while still angry, "Well, you both came here and paid me money to be here and be your whore. This is your last chance to say something and beg for me. Make it something to write home about, or I am stepping out of this limo, and you will never fucking see me again." I told them giving one last chance.
I could see the shock on their pale faces. June, with her blue hair and stuns and rings all over her face, looked like I had kicked her, and her Sister September looked like her mind was running a mile a minute. My contempt of both of them was clear, and both didn't know what to say when September spoke up. "PLEASE!" September begged, "I- I don't know what to say!" She cried out with tears in her eyes that slightly shocked me. My face remained hard, though, as I watched her, "I- My Sister and I are being sincere!" She begged, "We really want to be your Slaves, Mistress!" She cried out.
"So?" I asked, "What does that have to do with me? Do I pick up trash off the ground because it doesn't want to get wet?" I replied with something stupid as I was too tired to reply with something witty. "Why should I give a fuck because of your Sincere?" I asked, "I have other clients that want to be my Slave and are sincere about it! Why should I fucking choose two bitches that think I am a whore?" I asked her.
September went quiet, and I could see her mind turning. I could see the desperation on both their faces growing as I easily shrugged them aside. I could easily tell they were both sincere about me being their Mistress. They both wanted it, and I knew that before I even came here. That was old fucking news, but they were both crazy fucking twins that used me as a Flesh dildo and not as a True Mistress.
"I- I- No, both of us will do whatever you want! We will do anything. We can change," June cried out, now taking her chance. "I will do whatever, and I know September will too. We want to be your slaves. We want you to be our Mistress. Please, One more chance! You can try us tonight. Whatever you want! ANYTHING YOU WANT! PLEASE, WE ARE BEGGING YOU, MISTRESS FUTANARI! GIVE US A CHANCE!" June begged, and I looked at her, my cock throbbing as I saw tears pouring down their face.
"ANYTHING, MISTRESS!" September joined in with tears on her face making my cock throb harder in my workout pants. "PLEASE, ANOTHER CHANCE WE CAN CHANGE!" She begged.
Silence reigned, and both were showing me crying faces that showed remorse, and my eyelid was twitching. I was so fucking tired, and these two were now begging. Their begging even had me turned on now, and my cock was throbbing in my pants, wanting to fuck these two bitches. It was a temporary feeling, but the offer was enticing.
Saturday, I was going to do some rougher play with Crystal and Alex, and I could use a warm-up. I also remembered Little Star and thought of something fun that I could try out. I wouldn't want to learn from people I cared about; these two twins were begging for my touch. Anything meant anything, and I closed my eyes for a moment. My brain was blank, and I slowly opened my eyes and looked at the fraternal twins. Fuck it.
"Tell your driver of this fucking trash limousine to go to a Sex toy store just out of town. We will need some things then order a room somewhere. Make it a nice room so I can shower and soak in a tub." I told them my orders, and I could see bright relieved smiles as I went against what should have been my better judgment. My feelings were exhausted, and although I hated to admit it to myself, it was the second chance comment that got to me.
September quickly got to her feet, ran over to the window of the limousine, and pressed a button. "Reggy, Take us to the Sex toy store just outside town. While you wait in the car for us to return. Get us a room at the city's best hotel and ensure we have the best room." September said, excitement clear in her voice.
"Yes, Ma'am," Reggy replied, and she stopped pressing the button and turned back to me, with June looking excited too.
"M- Mistress, what would you like us to do?" June asked.
That was a good question, and I looked at them both, "Well, That is a good question. What do I want to do with two useless bitches. I could use a little bit of a tongue bath. My pits feel extra sweaty. I think your tongues would do," I told them, testing their reactions and seeing both of them shocked. "You have until we reach the toy store, and I want armpits to be perfectly clean."
I placed my weighted arms on the back of the seat, and the waft of drying sweat filled the Limousine even more. Both looked at each other, and I couldn't see their expressions. They both moved to me and sat on either side. June to my right and September to my left after she moved my bag to make space. "Mistress," June said, "Please, Allow me to apologize again."
"Shut the fuck up and get licking," I snapped, "I don't particularly give a fuck about an apology. What I wish for is a relaxing night where I am in control completely and not a fucking dildo to two fucking crazy twins. Maybe you can settle that," I finished, reaching out with my left hand and stuffing her nose straight into my armpit. I turned to September and tilted my head. "You have something fucking useless to say?" I asked her.
September shook her head and stuffed her face as I lifted my arm onto the back of the seat. After a second, I started to feel the weirdest sensation of my life. It wasn't unpleasant perse, but it was definitely nothing I had ever felt before. Both took long, drawn breaths of my pits as their tongues glided up my armpits. June and September took their time on both sides as the limo moved to Crystal's sex shop.
I found quickly that both of these twins' hands, as I relaxed back, started to look for their pussy's despite both of them wearing pants. I could see both almost at the exact time reaching to the waistband and were about to push into their pants. "Did I give either of you two permission to touch yourselves?" I asked, "You want to be my slaves, and you cannot stop thinking about yourselves," I snapped, "You both are forbidden from touching yourself. Last chance for the both of you useless bitches." Both paused, and I think both realized that they were in big trouble.
To be honest with myself, I didn't know why I was giving these twins a second chance. It was a momentary lapse in judgment. The begging for the chance made me decide that I could get rid of them more easily if I gave them that second chance, and they failed. They were on their very last chance, and I told them as such. Even as the two took in the flavor of my sweaty armpits.
The sensation of them licking my pits, seeking out each drop of moisture, was interesting and only the slightest pleasurable. It was so odd and slightly ticklish. My control was iron, even though I felt annoyed about the entire thing.
As the car came to a stop, my armpits probably had been licked over twice. I couldn't get over how odd the feeling was. "Both of you stop; we are here. Both of you bitches need to follow me and shut the fuck up as I shop for the things needed for the night. Maybe you might learn something," I said with my contempt still dripping.
Both took a moment and when they pulled their faces out of my armpits, they were both blushing deeply. I felt my anger flair as what should have been a damn punishment now was obvious to be some form of reward to these Masochistic Twins. I controlled myself at this point, though, and I got up, leaving my backpack, and moved around them to exit.
June and September followed me, and we were at my girlfriend's Sex toy store. I didn't know if she was here, but at this moment I would rather shop somewhere familiar. Entering was almost soothing, bringing back control to myself no matter how exhausted I was. I turned and saw a new girl that I had never seen before behind the counter. She was a cute pink-haired girl looking busy behind the counter. Despite being so short, she even had some nice breasts that looked larger than normal for her, probably around double D's.
I walked inside, and June and September were still blushing behind me, following me. I didn't pay them much attention, and I quickly got to work on the things that I wanted. I quickly found two long strings of anal beads that vibrated: some shorter ones and some egg vibrators. I picked up a couple of moving vibrating dildos and a couple of boxes of rope that were a couple of feet long. Blindfolds, ball gags, and I picked up a couple of slutty outfits with no hole for the crotch or breasts. I picked up a cheap paddle and riding crop, and my arms were full, so I brought them over to the counter.
The girl looked up as I put the things on the table and looked very surprised. "I am not done picking things up. I would appreciate it if you started ringing these up," I told her, my anger still evident in my voice.
I went back and started to pick up more things like nipple tortures and magic wands, and anything that I might need for the night. Both September and June were looking at the growing pile, and the price had quickly crossed over a couple thousand dollars by the time I was done. I had toys to fill a budget dungeon, I guessed, as the quality wasn't the best on everything. Still, Crystal liked stocking with good products instead of low-quality ones, and the price reflected that. I topped everything off with some batteries and two twelve-packs of the brand of condoms she bought me.
"I- Is that everything?" The pink-haired girl asked, looking at the large number of bags in front of her. I shrugged; they were all black-out bags so that you couldn't see inside.
"Seems so," I turned to the ladies, "Well, Are you going to purchase your souvenirs for tonight? I don't feel like spending my whore cash on you two maggots." I snapped.
Both moved, and June got there first and paid for everything. The woman was looking at June and September with a blush of her own as the relationship became clear with the attitudes involved. "Oh, Wow," The girl commented, taking the receipt and stuffing it into the bag. "Enjoy yourselves," She said, passing us the bags as we moved to walk out.
I walked out without another word, feeling just as angry despite my shopping spree. I couldn't give a fuck how the twins felt behind me as I reached the door and opened it up. I brought the bags into the limo and sat down quickly without a word. Both June and September looked curious as to what was going to happen. I pointed at the seats across from me without a word and leaned in the seat.
Both sat down, looking lost, and I laid back, not talking. I realized at this moment my anger was still red hot, and the only reason they were here was that damn second chance begging. I wanted to figure out why I gave them that chance, and I already knew the damn answer after only a second of thought.
It was that no one really ever gave me a second chance to like me or converse with me. At school, everyone either hated me because my cock would sometimes show through my skirt. Or now, Like me, like with Alex, Sarah, and Kyle. They didn't give me a chance or even a second chance to prove who I am. When these fucking crazy bitches begged for that chance, I felt that I should for only the briefest moment when I did, and now I hated going back on my words.
I felt the limo moving again, and I pulled out my phone and started to send a text to Samantha.
Angela: Fucked up a little and gave these Crazy fucking idiots a second chance.
I sent the text to update her, then started to compose a text to Crystal.
Angela: Just spent a couple of thousand dollars at your Store. I decided against my better judgment to punish two fucking crazy bitches. I will talk to you soon.
I sent that text and remembered that I have yet to plan for tomorrow morning or Lunch. For the Morning, I would choose Jake because I needed to free him from his cage for the night. Tracy, I would see her in the afternoon, so I sent Tracy a text.
Angela: Hey, I would love to see you at Lunch tomorrow. I want to go over some things because the plan to break up with Jake is at night. Is that okay with you?
I sent the text before texting Jake.
Angela: Tomorrow Morning, Better be in the locker room. No excuses are acceptable.
That last one was the easiest when I remembered something about the plan, and I never confirmed it with Samantha.
Angela: Hey Samantha, Sorry, I just remembered about the cameras I need for my plan to be done with that sissy bitch. Can I pick up the equipment whenever?
With the last one sent, I leaned back, and the twins across from me were looking out of place. I could tell that they wanted to talk and say something, but I never told them they were allowed to talk. They knew that I was barely tolerating their presence, and they flinched a little when I looked at them. I could see their blushes, though, as they were excited just from me looking at them.
Text replies started coming in, and I returned to my phone, ignoring them again.
Jake: Yes, Mistress
Tracy: Yes, Mistress, I look forward to seeing you then. I will be happy to get rid of him finally. I do not know what I was thinking in the past.
Samantha: Good to hear.
Samantha: I have some equipment, as I said. Break it; you buy it. Come pick it up when you can.
Crystal: Just be careful, Angela. Don't get caught up in anything, and honestly. I know you are in an emotional moment. Don't do anything you will regret, okay?
Crystal: Thanks for the business. I just heard from my employee that a Woman with two other women came and purchased many goods. She is restocking, but I will have a trip tomorrow to see what I need to order.
I softened up as I read the texts when something I wasn't expecting came in.
Hilda: Hey, Mistress, I want to say thank you for last night. I felt so refreshed last night. I had to change all the sheets and wash them a couple of times before just throwing them out but god. I couldn't walk half the day, and my body is shuddering whenever I thought of last night.
I smiled brightly as I looked at the text from Hilda and Crystal. I leaned back and composed a reply to Hilda before sending it off and putting down my phone.
Angela: Well, Little Star, Only half the day you struggled to walk properly. Seems like I failed to do a good proper job. Next Wednesday, I will have to do better.
Short, simple, and to the point as I sent it off. My smile was dark but disappeared quickly as I looked back at the twins. I stared at them for a moment and took a deep breath as I felt like I regained my emotions. "Tonight, I will do what I want and do to you what you did to me on Tuesday," I told them, "On Tuesday, I did not feel like your Mistress; I felt like an Object for the two of you. Tonight, I will make you feel the way I did. Whether you enjoy that or not, I cannot give a damn. The two of you will have a simple choice when we arrive at the hotel. Stay or go. I will grab my backpack and step out of this limo. If you want your last chance to be around me in the future, you will pick up all of these bags of toys. You will walk into the lobby of whatever place your Driver brings us to and come to me without talking, and I will follow you both up to the room." I could see both of them swallow as I told them that. "You will not speak unless told to, and once we reach the room, I will do exactly what you begged for earlier. To do whatever I want." My voice was dark.
When I finished, I turned my head and went silent, with only the sound of breathing filling the Limo. I was done talking to the two of them. Silence took the car, and it still smelled of sweat. I leaned back, uncaring, trying to relax but failing to do so. I was exhausted and annoyed with myself. My mind turned to Becky and the potential kid that I was having now. My mind centered on that again and again, no matter how I tried to distract myself. I could not help it, and that annoyed me further.
The car stopped, and I looked at the twins again, hopefully for the last time, grabbed my backpack, and moved out of the car. I stepped out into the cool autumn night air and looked around. The sun was starting to descend in the sky, and I took a deep breath. I looked at the hotel the Driver chose and saw that it was the Deluxe. A high-class hotel that was in our hotel for god knows why. I did know that they were a popular wedding spot, and the hall has been used for a number of big events. I walked to the entrance, where a valet looked at me oddly.
I looked completely out of place with a rough backpack and a workout outfit that had what were clearly sweat stains. I knew the Twins were talking inside the Limo, and I decided only to wait five minutes. Another minute later, though, I saw June and September with all those black plastic bags step out of the car with bright red faces. I held my expression and didn't show the surprise I was feeling. I couldn't help but ponder how fucking crazy they were. It almost was like it was coming around to me being crazy.
Then about ten minutes later, they both came out with a key card and showed it to me. I took a deep breath, walked up to them, and took the card before walking inside with them. We quickly went to the elevator, and one of the twins pressed for the top sixteenth floor. The elevator doors closed and were headed up.
I didn't know why I did this to myself, even if my cock throbbed at their crying faces. I could have gone to Alex's house and fucked her there. Crystal would have welcomed me back, and Sarah would have been ecstatic to come over to my house. Did I hate myself or something?
My mind might have been spinning, but my face showed none of it. The elevator doors opened, and I stepped out, heading to the room with the same number as the card. There were only two rooms on the floor anyway. I swiped the card and opened the door. Fuck it, I already gave my word, and I was doing this.
I turned, and I was going to do whatever I wanted. How would these two like being treated like objects.
Comments
Justin "Johnist" Johanson
'I felt so refreshed last night' - last night should be 'this morning' or add an 'after' before it unless the text from Hilda was just done too quickly to have the error
Justin "Johnist" Johanson
'high-class hotel that was in our hotel ' should be in our city
Justin "Johnist" Johanson
Perhaps 'Second Chance' would be a better chapter title?
