On Call

The hum was incessant and deafening. Taylor hated everything about on-call duty. She hated sleeping in the cage, she hated being tied to the room, and most importantly, she hated that she lost her weekends to it. The only possible upside could be she was totally alone in the building.

Half an hour after the ops team left that day, she turned off the alarm on the emergency exit, and stepped outside for cigarette. “Remind me why I applied to work here?” She sent a text to her girlfriend.

“Paid internships, immediate benefits, and contributions against student loan debt.” Alexis texted back. Alexis quickly followed the text with a nude selfie.

Taylor smirked. “Going back in. No signal in the farm. See you Sunday.” She sent a final message, then put her phone away. She flicked her cigarette into the parking lot, and walked back inside.

She sat at the desk, staring at the office phone. There was a computer at her desk, several actually, but computers in the cage couldn’t connect to the internet for security reasons. Similarly her laptop couldn’t connect to any Wi-Fi that would let her browse the internet. She wasn’t without entertainment though. She could watch DVDs. There was a small problem with this idea, however. The weekday overnight ops guy only stocked the cage with crap movies, and she had forgot to bring her own.

Her only hope for not dying of boredom was if a server cabinet decided to light itself on fire. That would give her something to do, at least. She eyed her cigarette lighter. “Nah” she said aloud.

After spinning in the office chair for twenty minutes, started looking for something to do. She rolled a spool of cable to the desk and started playing with it. After an hour of uninterrupted fiddling, she had made her masterpiece. “I dub thee, Cat6 of Nine Tails. My god, I am already talking to myself.” She banged her head on the desk.

“Mrs. Quincy, is there a problem?” A familiar voice said.

Taylor shot up from her desk. “Mrs. Park! Uh, hi. No… Nothing’s wrong.” Taylor looked around quickly, to make sure nothing was in fact wrong. “Why? Why are you here?”

“The alarm company called my cellphone as I was about to sit down for a 3 month reservation for a $150 steak. Apparently the alarm has been off for several hours. You wouldn’t happen to know anything about that?” Mrs. Park, Nicole, glanced at the desk, and smirked at the improvised sex toy Taylor had made, and her pack of cigarettes.

“Oh shit, I for…” Taylor started to say slowly.

“Forgot to turn the alarm back on after you came in for your cigarette, yes.” Nicole finished Taylor’s sentence.

“Did I ruin your date?”

“Sadly, no. This was solo.” Nicole leaned against the wall of the cage. “Have you eaten yet?”

Taylor shook her head. Nicole pulled out her cell phone and started dialing for delivery.

“How are you…?” Taylor started to ask.

“Wi-Fi calling.” Taylor gave Nicole a blank stare. “… On the after-hours network. … The one with SSID and password in the front drawer of that desk. You didn’t know about the after-hours network.” Nicole rubbed her temples. Taylor was just dumfounded. “How did you, a Millennial, manage to survive six weekends in a row without internet access?”

“I died inside a little every time.” Taylor said, her forehead back against the desk.

Nicole ordered in a pizza, and the two ate it together in the cage. Nicole nodded at the little toy that Taylor had made. “Crimp some ends on to that.”

“The wires are all bent to hell…” Taylor protested, trying to speak through chews. “Can’t use ‘em anymore.”

“Just crimp some ends on it, I’m not going to use it for data.” Nicole said, as she wiped her lips clean.

Taylor shrugged, and began the world of crimping connectors on the bare ends of the cables of her little project. Nicole took off her coat, and hung it on the back of her chair. Taylor peeked up from her work, and really took in Nicole for the first time.

Nicole was a tall woman, with long dark hair, and impeccable makeup. She was dressed formally for the office in which she worked – a silk blouse, woolen skirt over stockings, and a pair of heals. Taylor wore jeans and a tee-shirt most days, as did most of the women at the company. Taylor’s lips curled just a little when she could see the outline of Nicole’s nipples through the thin silk of her top.

Taylor’s attention was taken by the delicate task of crimping ends; she couldn’t get the job done and stare at Nicole the whole time. She couldn’t watch what Nicole was doing, and was very surprised when she looked up. “I’m done…Oh my.” Taylor’s jaw dropped.

Nicole stood across the desk, her hair down, her blouse open. Her skirt had been pulled up to show the crotch of her panties, and straps of her suspenders. Taylor quickly noted to herself that all of Nicole’s underwear matched. She wasn’t out alone, she was stood-up.

Nicole stood with her hand extended, waiting to be handed the toy. “Come here.” She ordered, in a seductive voice.

Taylor stood slowly, and walked around the desk to hand Nicole, her boss, the whip. “I, Uh…” Taylor started to say something.

“Don’t speak.” Nicole said, as she put her finger against Taylor’s lips. Nicole took the cat from Taylor. “Don’t you think you are a little overdressed?”

Taylor looked at Nicole for a long moment. She hesitantly pulled her top off over her head, and tossed it onto the desk. Taylor’s small chest was supported by a white bra, and without her top on, Nicole could see the red waistband of Taylor’s thong panties sticking up over her pants.

Nicole moved around Taylor, and stood behind her subordinate. She held the cat under her arm as she undid Nicole’s bra, pulled it down and tossed it with Taylor’s shirt. “Grab on to the cage.” Nicole demanded.

Taylor looked over her shoulder at the woman, nodded, and complied. She reached forward, and put her hands against the chain link wall of the cage, gripping it tightly. Nicole quickly took some strands of bulk cable and bound one of Taylor’s wrists to the cage.

Nicole took a step back from the young lady. “Look forward.” Nicole said, and Taylor complied.

“What are you…? AHHH!” Taylor’s question was interrupted with a sharp answer. Nicole brought the sharp ends of the cat down hard against Taylor’s back, leaving long scratches on her skin.

“This is rather vicious, don’t you think?” Nicole said, while she inspected the cat.

Taylor whimpered a few times, and took a few deep breaths. “It wasn’t until you had me crimp ends onto it.”

Nicole sneered. She lazily flicked the cat against Taylor’s back a few more time. A crosshatch of bright red lines bloomed on Taylor’s skin. “Too vicious for a first date” Nicole concluded. Taylor pulled herself against the cage to escape the lashings.

“Yeah…wait, date?” Taylor turned around quickly, almost jerking her bound arm out of its socket. “I, uh, have a…”

“You have a boyfriend?” Nicole asked, with a raised brow.

“…girlfriend.” Taylor corrected.

Nicole walked up to Taylor after putting the cat on the desk. She gripped Taylor’s free wrist, and held it immobile, while she searched Taylor’s packets. She removed the younger woman’s phone.

“Unlock code?” Nicole asked.

“Thumbprint.”

Nicole pressed the fingerprint reader to the thumb of Taylor’s hand, and started flicking through pictures. She turned the phone. “Is this her?” Nicole showed Taylor the nude selfie she was sent earlier that day.

Taylor nodded.

“What’s her name?”

“Alexis.” Taylor answered.

“Is Alexis the open-minded type?” Nicole asked. Taylor nodded. “And what do you think she will say about you being tied up by your boss?”

Taylor whimpered. “She would probably think it was hot, if she knew. Pissed as all hell if she didn’t.”

Nicole grinned. She took a few pictures of the topless and semi-bound Taylor. “Then we will have to make sure she knows.” Nicole put the phone down, and pressed Taylor’s back against the cage. “Now don’t move, or I will have to tie your other wrist, too.”

Nicole knelt down, giving Taylor an excellent view of her cleavage. Nicole unbuttoned Taylor’s pants, hooked her fingers into the waistband of both her pants and panties, and firmly pulled both down to her knees.

Nicole grinned. “You shave. Excellent.” She leaned in, and flicked her tongue against Taylor’s mound, just above her slit. Before Taylor could get any ideas, Nicole stood up, and pressed her body to the bound girl, her hand pushed its way between Taylor’s thighs. She stroked along the young lady’s slit. Taylor let out a stuttered sigh, as a shiver washed up and down her spine.

“Pain or Pleasure?” Nicole asked, as her fingertips dragged between Taylor’s lips.

“P…Pleasure.” Taylor spat out. Her eyes closed and her head rested against the chain link.

Nicole moved her fingers to rub Taylor’s clit in circles, pressing firmly against the little nub. “You owe me pain then.” She whispered in Taylor’s ear.

Taylor was incredibly wet, and the quick, and rough, treatment of her cunt by Nicole was not stopping that any time soon. Taylor let out a loud moan, her hips bucked against the hand on her, her ass banged off the cage. Her legs went out, causing her to be supported only by the binding on her arm. Her belly tightened as the first wave of orgasm hit her.

Nicole worked Taylor through the orgasm, but let her hang against the cage once it was over. She sat on the edge of the desk, grinning down at the young woman. “I think I should come in on weekend on-calls more often.”

Alexis looked between the phone and her girlfriend. “What the hell were you thinking?”

To Taylor’s surprise, Alexis didn’t sound angry. “I don’t know, I don’t think I was thinking.”

Alexis rolled her eyes and scrolled through the photos that Taylor’s boss had sent her. The phone chirped with another incoming MMS. “She keeps sending more. How many did she take?”

“I lost track after a day.” Taylor admitted. She took a sip of her coffee, and rested her head on her hands.

“I guess she’s showing how much she cares?” Alexis asked.

“She spent a weekend, minus one actual server emergency that I had to take care of, humiliating me.” Taylor said around the coffee she was trying to force into her body.

“And we both know how much you love that.” Alexis sucked in a breath and winced at the sight of a picture of her girlfriend’s raw back. “She did this to you?”

“My back? Yeah.”

“With what, a lawnmower?” Alexis looked up at Taylor with raised brows.

“Ethernet cable.”

“Brutal.” Alexis flipped through the seemingly endless stream of texts and picture messages she was sent by Taylor’s boss, Nicole. “She, uh, asked us out.”

Taylor banged her head on the table.

“Actually, she asked me out, but I insisted on the both of us or I wouldn’t consider it.”

“Lovely.” Taylor’s response was muffled by the table.

Alexis flipped through to the email. “Yeah, she introduced herself, said she was your boss, talked about the pictures she was texting me, and then asked me out on a date at…I can’t even pronounce that…”

“The French place?” Taylor asked.

“Yeah. Asked me to go there. She gave me her cell number, like I didn’t already have it from all the texts she sent, and signed it with XOXO.”

“What, exactly, did you send back to her?”

Alexis flipped through her phone to the text, and showed it to Taylor. “👤🔩👭? 😈.” Alexis then swiped to show Nicole’s reply. “🌊👌”, followed shortly after with “Did I do that right?”

“What does that even mean?” Taylor asked.

“One person, screw, two women holding hands, question, evil grin. How is that hard to figure out?” Alexis asked, taking her phone back.

“And the wave thing?”

“Sploosh. She got wet at the idea. Taylor, darling, my love, how can you be smart enough to build these things, and still not know how they are used?” Alexis waved her phone at Taylor.

“When’s this date supposed to happen?” Taylor asked, returning to her coffee.

“Thursday, after my job interview.” Alexis slipped that last part in, seeing if it would get Taylor’s attention. It did.

“Job interview, where?” Taylor lifted her head to look at Alexis, a little smile on her lips.

“Infinilayer Analytics.” Alexis smirked. Taylor’s smile disappeared.

“My office. You applied to my office.” Taylor’s voice betrayed her sense of total disbelief.

“Internal application helpdesk, or something.”

“You didn’t apply did you?” Taylor asked.

“No, Nicole just offered it to me.”

“If you get it, which you probably will, since the person who would be hiring you wants to get into your pants, and stay in mine, you would be working with me, and under her.” Taylor mumbled into her now empty coffee mug.

“You’re going to be late for work.” Alexis said, as she stood up and kissed the top of Taylor’s head.

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Taylor’s hair was a mess, tucked under a baseball cap. She stared blankly at the blinking curser in Visual Studio, mostly looking at the reflection of her witty geek tee-shirt on the monitor. She was still exhausted from the long weekend in the server farm, and could barely bring to bear the energy required to login to her workstation.

Her desk phone rang, and she answered it. “Taylor Quincy, Dev-ops.” She said.

“Miss. Quincy, can I see you in my office please?” The voice asked, and hung up. Taylor had to check the display on phone to see who called her. It was Nicole.

“Fuck.” She muttered. She got up from her desk, and straightened her clothing out. Nicole’s office was at the other end of a gauntlet of annoying coworkers. Thankfully, being Monday morning also meant that no one was in the mood to talk just yet. She quickly made her way through the cube-maze to the office. The door was already open.

“Come in and close the door please.” Nicole instructed, and Taylor complied. “I’m sure your girlfriend has already told you that I’m interviewing her on Thursday.” Taylor nodded. “Good. Is that going to be a problem for you? She will be supporting your projects, which means you will be working with her quite a bit.”

“I can work fine with Alexis.” Taylor said. “It’s not like I’m a lead on any projects anyways.”

“That’s changing. The CRM is stable. I’m pulling the team off that, and putting them back on retail products. That effectively makes you the CRM project lead. Congratulations on the promotion.”

Taylor couldn’t help but think this was a bribe for what they did over the weekend. “Thank you, Miss. Park.” Taylor stood up to leave the office.

“Oh, Miss. Quincy, Thursday.” Taylor looked back to look at Nicole for her closing remarks. “There’s a dress code at the restaurant, if you don’t own a dress and heals, correct that before then.”

“Yes, Miss. Park.”

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The interview was a forgone conclusion. Alexis was hired after a cursory conversation, and shown to her desk, right next to Taylor’s. It was worked out that Taylor and Alexis would be on the same on-call rotation. Taking Alexis home as a good excuse for Taylor to ditch the rest of the work day.

The pair spent the afternoon in a spree of personal grooming. Neither Alexis nor Taylor had appropriate evening wear, so Taylor had to stretch her paycheck and buy both of them outfits. Alexis stood next to Taylor in the mirror.

Taylor cleaned up quite well, her hair was pulled back and intricately braided, a task which Nicole had to perform for her. Her black dress hugged her body flatteringly, while keeping her back exposed. The one slit came up to just under the hem of her black thong panties, and showed off her stockings and suspender straps when she walked. Walking was a little problem for Taylor, who so rarely had occasion to wear heals, that it took her a while to re-learn how to stand in them.

Alexis was defiantly more comfortable playing dress-up than Taylor. Her blue dress scooped in the front to showcase her ample bosom, and only came up high enough in the back to hide her bra, which was not optional for Alexis’ chest. The dual slits in her dress offered her less modesty than Taylor’s, and offered a view of her shear boy shorts and hold-ups.

“Lesbians on a fancy date or high price whores?” Alexis asked.

“What?” Taylor looked at her girlfriend with utter confusion.

“For makeup.”

“Oh. Just, make it classy.”

Alexis rolled her eyes and did their makeup. Taylor had protested spending the entire afternoon getting ready for one date, but it proved to be a wise decision, as the finished getting ready only moments before the taxi to the restaurant.

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Nicole threw Taylor into the bed while Alexis worked to pull Nicole’s dress up. Alexis’ fingers managed to get a grip of Nicole’s panties as the woman climbed away to pin Taylor down.

Taylor’s arms were instinctively above her head, where Nicole restrained them in her grip. They pressed their lips together, Nicole’s mouth opening, letting Taylor taste the wine on her tongue.

Alexis knelt behind Nicole, and held her dress above her hips. She pressed her lips in against Nicole’s pussy, her tongue flicking out to lick the woman’s slit.

Taylor’s legs opened, and bent up on either side of Nicole. Her bare cunt exposed as her dress fell up her legs; she had been ordered to take her panties off during dinner. Nicole’s free hand found Taylor’s soaked pussy and quickly thrust two fingers into it.

Nicole and Taylor moaned into each other’s mouths. Alexis pulled herself back from Nicole, and dedicated herself to undressing the woman, and herself as quickly as possible.

Nicole’s fingers pounded into Taylor’s tightening cunt. She pulled Taylor’s hips off the bed with the force of her fingering, which grinded hard against Taylor’s rough patch. The evening’s first orgasm was Taylor’s.

Alexis pushed the now nude Nicole off of her girlfriend and onto her back. Alexis knelt between Nicole’s legs and wrapped her lips around the woman’s hood; she sucked on Nicole’s clit, as her fingers explored Nicole’s opening.

Taylor stripped out of her dress, and rolled to her belly, her lips finding Nicole’s nipple, and sucked on it, her hands moved to cup and massage the woman’s breasts.

Nicole’s legs wrapped around Alexis’ head, her hips bucked up against Alexis’ mouth. Alexis pushed her fingers into Nicole, and thrust them quickly. One of Nicole’s hands moved to hold the back of Alexis’ head, the other cupped Taylor’s ass. The woman was experiencing bliss. The constant assault on her senses, and her mild intoxicated state, forced her to orgasm.

Nicole was not alone for this orgasm. While she was licking and sucking on Nicole, Alexis was slamming her fingers into herself, forcefully fucking herself while she pleasured the woman. Her orgasmic moan opened her mouth in time to accept the flood of Nicole’s juices.

Alexis climbed up Nicole, her legs wrapped around one of Nicole’s. Alexi’s joined Taylor in suckling on Nicole’s nipples, while the three washed in afterglow.

“What do we actually do all weekend?” Alexis asked, as she spun in her chair. The cage was as loud and inhospitable as it ever was, but Alexis could tune it out better than Taylor did. She had a laptop laid out on the desk, ostensibly so she could do her support job, but no one was going to call in on a weekend.

Taylor sat on the other side of the desk, her forehead resting against the desk. “We try not to go slowly insane waiting for something in the racks to explode.”

“And you sleep here?” Alexis asked. An on call rotation in the datacenter was her first shift with the company. Her excitement about a new job overtraded what should have been soul-crushing dread.

Taylor didn’t speak, she only pointed to a hammock hanging in the corner between the cinderblock wall and a post holding the chain-link fence. Under it was a futon mattress zip-tied into a roll.

“Taylor, why do they need customer service in the datacenter over the weekend?” Alexis asked. She was dressed somewhat professionally, in a white blouse and a skirt. The blouse was not tucked in, and the skirt was perhaps a few inches too short for typical office work, but at a glance, she would pass for a professional.

“They don’t. They need someone who can fix the servers… me… over the weekend. You can do your job from home. Our boss, however, wants us to see more of each other. Also, I think she wants a double-team booty call on hot standby.” Taylor finally sat up. She was dressed as casually as ever, in a tank top and jeans. She had already kicked her shoes off.

“So I was hired for Nicole to have someone to fuck.” Alexis said. “Does that make me a whore?”

Taylor smirked. “Yes. Yes it does.”

Alexis scoffed, and tossed a wad of balled up paper at her girlfriend, before she resumed spinning in her chair. “So you really think I was hired just so Nicole could have sex with me?”

“Us. So she could have sex with us.” Taylor corrected. “Ok, what was the first thing we did after you interviewed for the job?”

“We went home and got ready for a date.”

“And how did we get ready?” Taylor asked.

“We put on sexy dresses. You were there.” Alexis answered.

“Yes I was. And what was the first thing that the hiring manager, who we were on the date with, did when we showed up?”

“She confiscated panties.” Alexis said. “Alright, I am officially a submissive whore.”

“Yup. And now, so am I. And to top it off, we are spending our weekends in a cage in a windowless room.” Taylor said. “Honestly, it is way more exciting than just sitting around here, hoping something breaks.”

A loud buzz sounded in the cage, which indicated someone was at the entrance. “Speak of the devil, that’s probably Nicole.” Taylor said. She left the cage for the door, and Alexis followed. Taylor checked the security camera, and furrowed a brow. “It’s a currier.”

“It’s seven in the evening on a Friday.” Alexis commented.

Taylor shrugged, and hit the button on the intercom. “Hello?” She said. The man started talking, he could not be heard. “Hit the button on the panel that says ‘Push to talk’.” Taylor said into the intercom. She released the button, and muttered. “Idiot…”

“I have a delivery for Tyler Quincy and Alexi… I can’t read the last name.” The pimple faced currier said.

“Alexis, I hate humans, sometimes. It’s not a hard name. Taylor. How hard is that?” Taylor said. She pressed the button. “I’ll come out and sign for it in a second, hold on.” Taylor walked away from the intercom, to the double doors. “You stay by the inside set, and I’ll go sign for the thing.” Taylor instructed, and Alexis nodded.

Taylor went out and signed for the package. The delivery boy was a skeevy teen bicycle messenger, and the package taxed his weak body and little brain. Taylor came back inside, and made sure the doors were alarmed before she returned to the cage.

“What is it?” Alexis asked, trying to read the label over Taylor’s shoulder. “Who’s it from?”

“I have no idea, on either. You were here as long as I’ve been.” Taylor said, and rolled her eyes. She put the package on the desk, took out a folding knife, and opened the box. She tipped the box and dumped it out on the desk. “Well, this is probably from Nicole.”

The women looked in bemused astonishment at, what they assumed, the gifts they had been sent. Alexis spoke a quick inventory of the items. “Let’s see, cuffs… lots of cuffs, what is this – a body harness? Ball gag, ring gag, a couple of dildos…” She picked up one item and looked at it curiously.

“Cat tail butt plug.” Taylor identified the object. “What the hell.” She relented emotionally.

Alexis giggled as she handled the bondage gear. “This is a lot of stuff.” Alexis pulled a pair of cat ears from the pile of stuff.

“Expensive stuff. She is buying us expensive gifts.” Taylor made a face. “We are now officially whores.”

“Why would she ship us this stuff instead of just, I don’t know, bringing it to us if she comes?” Alexis asked, as she tried on the ring gag.

“Because she probably wants us in them before she shows up.” Taylor said, holding the body harness against herself. It looked to her as though it would fit. “What do you think?” Taylor looked uneasy.

Alexis mumbled something through the ring. Taylor let out a sigh, and Alexis took the gag out. “Maybe we should try it on. All of it. It’s something to do, at least.” Alexis examined the cat tail butt plug. Taylor tossed a tube of lube at her.

Alexis stripped out of her blouse, unhooked her skirt, and let them both fall on the floor around her feet. She wrapped cuffs around her wrists and ankles. Taylor just watched her with a bemused smile. Alexis pulled her panties off and bent over the desk. “I need help with the tail.”

“I bet you do.” Taylor said. She took the tail and dropped on a few drops of the lube. She moved to stand behind her girlfriend. She pressed the tip of the toy against Alexis’ anus, letting the lubed-up tip tease Alexis’ muscle. Alexis let out a little moan and relaxed against the desk, her muscle opened slowly.

Taylor stroked her hand down her girlfriend’s back. “Quick and hard, or slow and gentle?”

Alexis braced herself against the desk. “Quick.”

Taylor gripped Alexis’ shoulder. “Three… Two…” She plunged the plug into Alexis’ ass before she got to one. The toy stretched the girl’s ass to the point where Alexis felt like it was burning. Alexis let out a loud yelp of pain, and tried to pull away from the toy, but was held fast by Taylor. The muscle clenched down around the back of the toy, and pulled it into her body. “One.” Taylor finished the count.

Alexis panted, and held on to the desk even after Taylor stepped away from her. “That was cruel!” she complained to Taylor. She stood from the desk and attempted to walk a few steps, and found that she couldn’t. She dropped to her knees and crawled over to Taylor. “Bitch.” She said.

“You said you wanted it quick!” Taylor said, as she reached down to stroke through Alexis’ hair. “I love you.” she said with an innocent smile.

“I can’t even walk right now.” Alexis said. She rubbed her cheek against Taylor’s leg.

“I think that’s the idea. And you really are getting into that cat-girl thing.” Taylor said. She sat and stroked her fingertips down Alexis’ spine.

“What did I go to the last three Halloween parties as?” Alexis said. She put her hands in Taylor’s lap, and looked up at her.

“Slutty cat-girl.” Taylor said, she resumed stroking through Alexis’ hair.

“And when I cosplay?” Alexis asked.

“Selina Kyle, Felicia Hardy, Greer Grant Nelson, a Cathar, a Caitian.” Taylor stopped listing the characters. “Ok, I get it, this is nothing new.”

“It’s your turn.” Alexis said.

“My turn for what?” Taylor said, her fingers stroking behind Alexis’ ear.

“To try on some of that stuff Nicole gave us.” Alexis raised her head and furrowed her brow at Taylor.

“This was your idea. Not that I’m complaining, I like looking at you naked.” Taylor said with a smirk.

Alexis batted at her girlfriends bally. “You’re mean.” She climbed into the desk, and laid across the pile of stuff that had accumulated there.

“Comfortable?” Taylor asked, having stood up. She walked over to the cage door, and slipped her shoes on.

“Very. Where are you going?” Alexis said.

“I’m going out for a smoke. You should probably stay inside, since, you know, naked.” Taylor smirked. Alexis stuck her tongue out. Taylor left the cage, turned the door alarm off, and stepped outside for a cigarette.

“I didn’t expect for you to jump at the cat getup so readily.” An older voice said.

Alexis flailed and rolled off the desk. Her head hit the floor; not hard enough to cause her any injury, just enough to be embarrassing. “Mrs. Park!” Alexis yelled. Nicole laughed a little, and leaned against the door frame. Alexis regained a little composure, and pulled herself up; she sat on her ankles, with her legs spread slightly. Her faux-tail tickled the bottom of her feet. “You must not have seen my Facebook profile. Or Tumblr. Or DeviantArt. Or really looked me up anywhere on the net.”

“You’re a Tumblr girl.” Nicole said dismissively.

“I am not a girl on Tumblr, thank you very much. I sexually identify as an Attack Helicopter.” Alexis responded in mock outrage. Nicole could not comprehend what Alexis had said. “Taylor sexually identifies as the Grand Canyon. At least on Tumblr.”

“I have not a single clue what you are talking about.” Nicole said.

“You’re better off not knowing.” Alexis said with a shrug.

“Where is your other half, anyways?” Nicole said. She took a seat in Alexis’ former chair, and patter her lap. She was dressed no more casually than she had been previously; she wore a white silk blouse and black linen skirt.

Alexis climbed from the floor, and rested her belly across Nicole’s lap. “She’s outside, sucking the white cock of death.”

Nicole stroked her palm over Alexis’ ass cheek for a moment. “Is she wearing any of the gifts I gave you two?” She grabbed the base of the tail and started to pull it out slowly, stretching Alexis’ muscle.

Alexis let out a huff through grit teeth, her hole had just stopped burning. “N…no.”

Nicole pulled the ridge of the plug past Alexis’ muscle, and immediately pushed it back inside her. She slowly fucked Alexis with the plug. “Good. I’m looking forward to forcing her into them.”

Alexis made small grunting sounds each time the ridge of the plug popped past her muscle. She gripped tightly on Nicole’s leg. She rocked with the movement of the toy inside her.

Nicole kept the plug moving, popping back and forth across Alexis’ sphincter. She took her phone out, and started swiping through web pages. “What’s your username?”

Alexis whimpered from the continued abuse of her ass; her muscle was relaxing some, but the stretching still burned. “allykittne96” she spat out between groans.

“That is such an early 2000’s screen name.” Nicole commented with a tinge of disgust.

“I picked it… hnngh… when I was 10.” Alexis tried to protest.

Nicole spent a few minutes looking through various web pages. “You like to play dress-up.” She said, and pushed the plug in, her hand released it and stroked the back of Alexis’ thigh, much to the younger woman’s relief.

“It’s cosplay.” Alexis said, with a small sigh, contented to just lay across Nicole’s lap.

“It’s a 20 year old young woman dressing in costumes like a little girl.” Nicole said, punctuated with a stiff smack on Alexis’ ass.

Alexis jerked forward, and let out a yelp of surprise at the sudden sting. “Yes Mrs. Park.”

Nicole’s hand resumed stroking the back of Alexis’ thigh. “It is perfectly acceptable for you to act like a little girl, and play dress-up. Expect to be treated like a little girl when you do.” Nicole’s hand slid upward, her fingers gently stroked over Alexi’s moist lips.

“Mrs. Park.” Taylor said with a bit of surprise. She stood at the entrance of the cage and watched as the woman molested her girlfriend.

Nicole looked at Taylor for a second, then nodded to a spot on the floor next to the chair. Taylor squirmed for a minute before she moved next to Nicole, and knelt. “I don’t like being called ‘Mrs. Park’, not in this context at least.” Nicole continued to stroke over Alexis’ lips. Alexis closed her eyes, and let out a small moan.

“’Mistress Nicole’?” Taylor suggested. She leaned in and gave Alexis’ cheek a small kiss.

Nicole thought for a moment. “’Mistress’ is too cliché. Call me ‘Miss Nicole’” Nicole’s fingers, two of them, pressed into Alexis’ pussy and finger fucked the young woman. She looked down at Taylor. “You are overdressed. Again.”

Taylor didn’t respond. She pulled her shirt off, tossed it onto the pile of Alexis’ clothing, laid on her back, and wiggled out of her pants. She pushed herself back to her knees, sat on her crossed ankles, her thighs spread, and her hands rested on her knees.

“Much better.” Nicole said. She continued to piston her fingers in and out of Alexis’ cunt. Every muscle in Alexis’ body twitched and tensed as Nicole pounded into her. Alexis tried to claw forward, and away from the assault, while at the same time bucking back into it.

“Don’t you love your girlfriend?” Nicole asked. She was still browsing her phone and brutally fingering Alexis’ pussy when she asked Taylor this question.

“Of course, Miss Nicole.” Taylor said, her eyes were locked onto Alexis’.

“She’s on the brink of ecstasy and you haven’t so much as kissed her.” Nicole added a third finger to her attack; and it was an attack. It was a dispassionate tactical assault on Alexis’ pussy, performed with precision, the minimum of effort, with the maximum possible force towards the goal of Alexis’ forced orgasm.

Taylor reached out and griped the back of Alexis’ head, she pressed her lips to her girlfriends, letting them part so they could taste each other. Alexis wrapped her arms around Taylor, her nails dug into Taylor’s back; she held on tightly as she was pushed into her climax. Their passionate embrace deepened as a wave of pleasure washed over Alexis’s body.

“That’s much better.” Nicole said. Her hand did not slow down, nor did she look up from her phone. Alexis broke the kiss, her face awash with afterglow, and little tinges of pain.

“Miss Nicole, you’re hurting her.” Taylor said. She pressed her forehead to Alexis’ as Alexis panted hard.

Nicole looked down at Taylor. “Hmm?”

“Miss Nicole, please stop, she’s starting to hurt.”

“Does this hurt, Kitten?” Nicole asked. Her gaze returned to the phone, her voice just as dispassionate as ever.

“Yes, Miss Nicole. It hurts. Please…” Alexis winced and sucked on her teeth. “Please stop.”

Nicole pulled her hand away from Alexis suddenly, leaving her hole empty and gaping. She held her arm across her body, and presented it to Taylor’s lips. Taylor dutifully licked and sucked Nicole’s fingers, as did Alexis, albeit weakly. Nicole finally put her phone away.

“Thank you, Miss Nicole.” Alexis panted out.

“You’re welcome, Kitten.” Nicole said. “You two cuddle for a while, Alexis needs it.”

Alexis slowly backed off of Nicole’s lap, and crawled past Taylor to the futon. She and Taylor unrolled it, and Alexis absolutely collapsed into the mattress. Taylor laid down behind her, and spooned her.

“I hate to be a cold shower right now, but I have to really make something clear.” Nicole started. “This has nothing to do with work; Taylor you deserved the promotion, and Alexis, you are actually qualified for your job. And I refuse to be the one to split you two up. I started this with you two, rather forcefully in retrospect, because I think it would be fun for all of us, and frankly, it gives you two a chance to actually see each other. If it becomes not-fun for you, or you feel like I am separating you two, or that I am messing with your careers, it stops immediately.”

“Yes, Miss Nicole.” Taylor said, as she kissed the back of Alexis’ neck. Alexis just nodded, and was still trying to catch her breath.

“No ‘Miss Nicole’ on this. I need this to be understood, as friends, before the dominant-submissive stuff, and before the employer-employee stuff.”

“I get it, Nicole. I do. And you should understand that if I wasn’t ok with this, at least mostly ok with it, I would have stopped it.” Taylor responded.

“And you two should both understand, I have two burning holes, and zero energy, and really don’t think I will be able to do anything for a little while. So uh, if you want to do anything…” Alexis said, and managed a sly smirk.

Taylor and Nicole looked at each other, then at the pile of toys yet unused on the desk. This moment of serendipity was ruined, however, as the three were sucked back into the bitter reality of why they were there; all three women’s pagers started going off, and the desk phone started to ring. They actually had work to do.

“You have got to be fucking kidding me.” Taylor crawled off of the lumpy futon mattress and clawed her way to the desk phone. The pulled the handset off the receiver by the cord, which caused it to bounce off her head in a painful thud. She rubbed her head and winced while answering the call. “Operations.” Taylor sighed. “No that server is down until Monday. …No, I can’t transfer you to my supervisor; she will be in on Monday. …You can file a complaint with the operations department, when it opens on Monday. …Yes, I know exactly who you are – a salesman who can’t remember their client’s names.” Taylor pulled the receiver off the desk to hang up the call.

Taylor laid on the floor, her eyes closed and her body threatened to fall back asleep. She pulled herself up, sat against the side of the desk, and took a second to look herself and her girlfriend over. Taylor was completely nude save for a pair of chained together ankle cuffs. Alexis was still asleep. The kitty ear headband had fallen off her head, and Nicole had graciously removed the tail plug before she left.

“How the fuck did I let this happen?” She muttered to herself. She fiddled with her cuffs, managed to unchain her ankles, and began her search for her panties. Alexis rolled over and attempted to drape her arm over where Taylor was, but found the spot empty. She pushed herself up and looked around the cage.

“Taylor?” Alexis called groggily.

“Yeah, hon?” Taylor responded. She was bent over which gave Alexis a nice view of her ass.

Alexis smirked. “Come back to bed.”

“We actually have to work today.” Taylor said, having found her panties on top of a cabinet and pulled them on.

Alexis crawled out of bed as Taylor sat in her office chair. Alexis pulled herself into Taylor’s lap and rested her head on Taylor’s shoulder. “Do you think we could get some coffee then?”

“Delivery breakfast is a thing, apparently.” Taylor said. She kissed Alexis’ neck softy; her hands wrapped around her girlfriend and she held her. Alexis let out a little groan. She nuzzled into Taylor and started messing with her phone. Taylor told her from where to order breakfast. Alexis sat silently in Taylor’s arms.

“Did Miss Nicole ever do anything with you last night?” Alexis asked and looked up at Taylor.

“No. You and she got sauced and you passed out.” Taylor said, and rubbed the inside of Alexis’ thigh. Alexis sighed softly and spread her legs a little more for Taylor’s hand. “Honey, do you want to make… Do you want this to be more than a weekend thing?”

Alexis furrowed her brow. “What brings this up? I mean, this is like the second time I met her.”

“You said some things last night. You told Nicole you loved her.” Taylor said. She pressed her palm to Alexis’ lips and slowly rubbed them in a circle.

Alexis sucked on her teeth and her legs closed slightly; she held Taylor’s hand against her with her thighs. She did not respond to what Taylor said though.

“I think it might have been the wine talking.” Taylor said. She kept her hand moving on Alexis’ puffy lips.

“Taylor, I love you.” Alexis said. She lifted her hips to press her pussy into the gentle masturbation that her girlfriend was performing on her.

“I sense a ‘but’ coming.”

“I think I do want this to be an everyday thing.” Alexis said. Taylor’s hand stopped moving, but stayed pressed against Alexis’ warm pussy. “I want to do it with you.”

“You want us to be Nicole’s sex slaves.” Taylor spelled it out. Alexis shyly nodded. “What about, you know… our plans?”

“I don’t see any reason this would stop us from getting married.” Alexis turned her head to rest it again on Taylor’s shoulder.

Taylor’s hand resumed its loving slow caress of Alexis’ vagina, her other hand stroked through the woman’s hair. “I don’t want anything to get between us.”

Alexis’ upped the back of Taylor’s hand and pushed one of Taylor’s fingers into her pussy. “Nothing will.” Alexis said with a moan. Taylor pressed a second finger into Alexis, and slowly stroked against her walls. Alexis’ eyes clenched shut and a moan escaped her lips. “You’re going to make me cum.”

“I know.” Taylor said, not changing anything about her pacing or power. “You don’t have to ask me.” She whispered. A moan from deep inside Alexis broke a moment of shared silence as she climaxed. Taylor sat and held Alexis. She rocked slowly in the chair to keep Alexis from falling asleep, until she had to get up and accept their food delivery.

When Taylor returned, she saw Alexis through the cage door, kneeling on the floor with her thighs spread. She discovered Nicole standing next to one of the cabinets only after she entered the cage. She let out a sigh and put the food on the desk. “Can we at least have breakfast first?”

Nicole was dressed far more casually than normal in a tank-top tee shirt and a beach wrap worn as a skirt. At least that’s what it looked like to Taylor. “Do you honestly think I would be up this early for fun?” Nicole said. Her eyes had bags under them; she did not sleep well.

“It’s a quarter after nine.” Taylor responded as she put the food down. She handed Alexis a coffee and offered her own to Nicole who declined. “Why are you here?”

“So my phone will stop ringing.” Nicole said as she pushed herself away from the cabinet. “You two have breakfast, I’ll migrate the damn sales server to a virtual machine. Then I will have coffee. Then…” She grinned.

“Then you have fun.” Taylor said and nodded as she sat down. Nicole kissed the top of Taylor’s head and tussled Alexis’ hair as she left the cage. “I was gone for like a minute.”

“She walked in like the second you were around the corner.” Alexis said. She remained kneeling on the floor, and reached up to the desk to get her breakfast burrito.

“Why are you kneeling?” Taylor asked between bites.

“She told me to.” Alexis answered. She prodded at the rubber eggs in her burrito and cringed before eating it.

“You really want to do this?” Taylor asked and looked down at Alexis.

Alexis looked up at Taylor. “Taylor, I know you like me like this… I know you like what she does to you…to us. I like it too. Let’s do it.” She reached up and took Taylor’s hand.

Taylor squeezed Alexis’ hand. “Alright. I’m not going to bring it up to her though.”

They finished their breakfast. Taylor had to field a few calls, during which Alexis nuzzled against her thigh. Nicole returned to the cage ten minutes after the flow of calls mysteriously stopped. “That should hold till we get the new power supply on Monday.” Nicole said as she sipped her coffee and sat down. She placed a small duffel bag on the desk.

“What’s in the bag?” Taylor asked.

Nicole looked at the bag, then at Taylor with a little grin. “Nothing painful.” She put her coffee down and stood up. She cleaned off a large portion of the desk. “Alexis, up on the desk.”

Alexis looked at Taylor for a second, but complied with the command and pulled herself onto the desk. She sat facing Taylor. Nicole eased Alexis onto her back. She swatted the insides of Alexis’s thighs and Alexis spread them. Nicole looked at Taylor “Kiss her.”

Taylor got out of her chair and leaned over Alexis. She balanced herself on her elbows and pressed her lips to her lover’s. Their eyes closed as they embraced; Taylor’s body rested against Alexis. They didn’t notice Nicole move around the desk to stand behind Taylor. Taylor didn’t pay attention to the fingers that pulled her panties to the side; she was too lost in the kiss.

Taylor broke the kiss with a loud cry as Nicole thrust the full length of a firm rubber dildo into her cunt followed by Nicole’s hips firmly hitting her ass; Nicole had a strap-on. Nicole’s hips started to move rhythmically, the faux-cock in Taylor’s cunt pounded hard inside her.

Taylor’s eyes clamped shut, a tear welling up in the corner of one of them from the intense mix of pain from Nicole’s brutality and pleasure from the act. Alexis wrapped her arms and legs around Taylor to hold her while Nicole fucked her tight hole.

Taylor’s cries turned to grunts and groans from the hard use of her cunt. Nicole held on to Taylor’s hips to help force her hips against the younger woman and to help force the toy deeper, though it had already been all the way in.

“I love you.” Alexis whispered in Taylor’s ear. She started to tighten around the toy. Nicole change her pace to try and stave off Taylor’s approaching orgasm, but the act proved futile; Taylor climaxed with a loud moan and a wave of juices that splash with Nicole’s continued thrusting.

Taylor started to pant. Her body rocked with each additional thrust after her climax had waned. “Miss Nicole, mercy please.” She whimpered out. Nicole’s hips slowly came to a stop. She gave Taylor’s ass a firm slap before she pulled the toy out of Taylor’s dripping cunt. “Thank you Miss Nicole.” Taylor said with a sigh.

“That’s just a preview of the rest of today.” Nicole said with a grin. “Don’t get too comfortable.”

The cool breeze flowed up the inside of Taylor’s robe and tickled her loins. She shivered and pulled the robe tighter. She flicked her cigarette butt off the balcony and watched it drop the seven stories to the ground while lighting a second cigarette. She grinned at her victory – she had successfully lit one cigarette before the other hit the ground.

“Come to bed.” Alexis said. She stood in the sliding glass door – the only window in the apartment – hugging herself to keep warm.

Taylor shook her head without looking at Alexis and pointed to the small patio table with an open bottle of whiskey. Alexis rolled her eyes and stepped out onto the cold balcony. She poured herself a shot and capped the bottle. She coughed several times from the alcohol burning the back of her throat. “What the hell is this, paint thinner?”

“Pretty much.” Taylor said. She grabbed the bottle from the table and took a long swig.

Alexis sat in a chair and looked up at Taylor “What’s wrong?”

Taylor rolled her eyes and flopped back into her chair. She looked at her girlfriend. “Nothing.” She huffed. “Everything. I don’t know.”

“Come inside and talk to me.”

“I’m happy right here.” Taylor said. She took a long drag from her cigarette.

Alexis’ shoulders drooped. She looked around the patio quickly to discover a several unopened bottles of liquor and a carton of cigarettes with a single pack missing – the pack she was smoking from. “Planning a party?”

“Nope.” Taylor said. She chained a third cigarette, and discarded the second over the balcony rail.

“I’m worried…” Alexis started.

“Don’t … Don’t start this.” Taylor grabbed the bottle again and drained it into her mouth.

Alexis sighed. “Are you going to hurt yourself again?”

Taylor chuckled. “Hurt myself? I’m numb, Lexi.”

“Taylor, last time you were like this…”

“Last time I was like what? Huh?” Taylor interrupted Alexis.

“Quiet, you’ll wake the neighbors.” Alexis rubbed her forehead.

“Like I give a fuck!” Taylor yelled. “Fucking rednecks.” She muttered.

“Taylor, please come inside.” Alexis asked. “Smoke inside if you want.”

Taylor got out of her chair with a sigh; her cigarette still hung from her lips. She grabbed the unopened bottles and stumbled in to the apartment. She fell into the sofa more than sat. Alexis brought in the ashtray and placed it on the coffee table in front of Taylor. She set next to Taylor, and the drunk woman almost instantly leaned into her.

“You smell like a bar.” Alexis said. She wrapped her arm around Taylor’s shoulder.

“I got kicked out of the bar.” Taylor said. Alexis caught the cigarette that fell from Taylor’s lips and ashed it out.

“I’m not surprised.” Alexis said.

Taylor wrapped her arms around Alexis. “I’m scared.”

“What are you scared of?” Alexis asked as she stroked through the drunk woman’s hair.

“Everything.” Taylor said.

“That narrows it down. Anything in particular you are scared of?” Alexis asked. Taylor didn’t respond. “Taylor?” Alexis asked, and looked down. Taylor had passed out.

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Taylor woke up alone in her bed. She pulled the sheets off of herself to discover she was naked. She climbed out of bed and pulled on her robe. She wandered out of the bedroom towards the muted sounds of two people talking in the kitchenette.

Taylor sighed. “Hi Nicole.” She said as she passed the older woman. She kissed Alexis’ cheek on her way to the coffee pot. “Wait, it’s Tuesday… you’re not usually off.”

“I took a personal day when Alexis called.” Nicole responded.

Alexis handed Taylor a small pill bottle. Taylor took it and looked at it, and Alexis, with a quirked brow. “Extra strength migraine…” Alexis said. Taylor rolled her eyes, took a small handful of the pills, and downed them with a gulp of hot coffee.

“I don’t remember getting naked last night.” Taylor said.

“I didn’t undress you other than your robe.” Alexis said. Taylor shrugged.

“Alexis was concerned about you.” Nicole said. “From what she said, so am I.”

Taylor rolled her eyes. “I don’t need this right now.” She muttered. “Why?”

“Alexis told me about when you hurt yourself, and your binge drinking.”

“Did she tell you I was fifteen at the time?” Taylor asked.

“You told her you were scared.” Nicole stated. Taylor stared at Nicole. “What’s going on, Taylor?”

“You really want to know? Alright. I had sex with you in a moment of… I don’t know, and now my life, my relationship with her, is going fucking insane. Two weeks. It’s been two weeks and plans we had since middle school are fucked.” Taylor blurted out at Nicole.

Alexis put her hands on Taylor’s arm. “Nothing is ruined, nothing has even changed.”

“Alexis, we can’t talk about us anymore without talking about her too.” Taylor said, gesturing to Nicole.

“That’s not that different than we have in the past. We’ve talked about a bringing in a third once we…” Alexis sighed. “This is just earlier than we thought.” Alexis said. She stroked over Taylor’s arm gently.

“Is this the kind of third you wanted?” Taylor asked. She sounded calmer to Alexis.

“I like it.” Alexis said with a little shrug. “Nicole isn’t what I had in mind when we were talking about it in college, but I like here now that she’s here.”

“Out of curiosity, what did you have in mind?” Nicole interjected to ask.

“More like a younger girlfriend for us to share.” Alexis answered.

Taylor sighed. “I don’t want to lose you. I’m scared if we take this any further, that just what’s going to happen.”

“You’re stuck with me.” Alexis said with a little smirk.

“Promise?” Taylor asked.

“I promise.” Alexis said and leaned in to kiss Taylor softly on the lips. Taylor put her hand on Alexis’ back and held her girlfriend close.

Taylor broke the kiss. “I’m still essentially naked, and we have company.”

“Like I haven’t seen you naked before.” Nicole said with a smirk. “But if you want to go out for lunch, it’s my treat.”

“I’m sure you know a place where I’m overdressed for lunch.” Taylor said with a smirk. She kissed Alexis again and left the kitchenette to get dressed.

The three went out for to eat. Nicole took them to a relatively high end restaurant before she took them to her house. Nicole’s home was a rather large two story house in an upper class suburb of the city.

“Nicole, how the hell do you have money, when you work in IT?” Taylor asked as she walked up to the front door.

“For the first few years, they payed me in roman noodles and stock. I own seven-and-a-quarter-percent of the company.” Nicole unlocked the door and let Alexis and Taylor into her house. Taylor whistled after doing a bit of quick math in her head. Nicole closed the door behind them and looked at Taylor and Alexis.

“We’re probably…” Nicole started to say; Alexis was already pulling off her top. “Yeah, thought so.” Nicole unbuttoned her shirt, and started up the stairs to her bedroom. The two younger women followed, shedding clothes as they climbed.

Taylor stood at the end of Nicole’s bed wearing only a pair of panties. Alexis had forgone panties that day and laid in the bed nude. Nicole pushed Taylor into the bed and climbed atop her to straddle her across her thighs. Alexis spread her legs and scooted down the bed until Taylor grabbed her thighs and pulled across the sheets; she pressed her lips to Alexis’ mound.

Alexis let out a soft moan as Taylor’s tongue lapped against her slit. Nicole grinned and lowered herself; she kissed the back of Taylor’s neck while the young woman pleased Alexis. Alexis rolled her hips forward and lifted her knees; her cunt dripped with arousal onto Taylor’s probing tongue.

Nicole gripped Taylor’s hair and pulled her head back and to the side. She kissed the young woman’s lips once before taking her place at Alexis’ cunt; her tongue flicked at Alexis’ clit in rapid pulses. Taylor climbed out from under Nicole, and wiggled out of her panties. She moved to straddle around Alexis’s shoulders; she was pulled down firmly as Alexis plunged her tongue into Taylor’s pussy.

Taylor fell forward with a loud moan; the two young women’s bodies slid against each other as their mutual pleasure built. Taylor closed her legs around Alexis’ head and her body bucked slowly, pressing herself to the tongue against her lips. She kissed a trail around Alexis’ hip as Nicole continued her practiced licking of Alexis’ popped clit.

Alexis groaned into Taylor’s pussy, her belly tensed, and her thighs trembled as she reached her climax. Taylor rode against Alexis’ face; she ground her soaking cunt against her lover’s tongue. She fell to the side panting as her own climax washed over her, something that did not stop Alexis from pleasuring her.

Nicole lifted her head from Alexis’ lap and looked down at the women with a grin and Alexis’ wet still dripping from her chin. Taylor reached out to Nicole; she tried to pull down Nicole’s panties. “None of that… not yet.” Nicole said and batted at Taylor’s hand. “I have something else in mind.”