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Toni laved the nearest nipple, sucking on the puckered bud. At the same time, Slut finally licked my clit, her tongue dancing on the tip. I exploded. I have no other words for it. It was like breaking into a million tiny pieces, all sparkly and shiny, atomizing and blowing away on my breath. I screamed; loudly, my shriek ringing in my ears, my body bowed and rigid, unable to move save for the palpitations of my pussy, fluttering from the force of the blast. Never before had I had such an orgasm such as this. It was like I was melting, fusing with the earth, tidal waves of pleasure rippling through my body. My cunt gushed, not squirting, but suddenly so liquid I could feel myself squish.

"Oh, God, oh, God, oh, God! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" I squealed, getting louder with each word. Really, there were no words to describe it. Attempting to do so didn't do the experience justice. I was flowing into the bed, being absorbed, disappearing. I passed out briefly, overcome.

When I opened my eyes, Toni was stroking my cheek, her fingertips light and delicate. "That's how you lick cunt, Whore. Now you do it to me." She lay back on the bed and spread her legs, inviting me in.

I gathered myself and began the process as I remembered Slut doing it, Toni frequently whispering commands or urging me to go slower. She eventually orgasmed, not as loud as me, but I could tell she'd enjoyed my labors. Taking a brief rest, she bid me start again, and I believed I was better the second time. Toni was marginally noisier when she spent.

"Very good, Whore. You're a good student, but now you must learn to work while you're being fucked yourself. It's easy to get distracted by your own pleasure, your own orgasms, but you must not. Your first duty is to your Mistress or Master. They are the ones who must be pleased ultimately, not lowly slaves such as yourself. Slut, put on a strap-on. The black one, something a little thick and long, shall we, to make it tough for Whore. Oh, and get the Enforcer, too."

"Yes, Mistress." Slut dug in one of the drawers and pulled out a black strap-on nearly the size of Tanner. When it was firmly secured to her waist, bobbing out before her, she went back in the drawer and pulled out what looked like a clear, plastic or plexiglass paint stirrer about fifteen inches long and two inches wide.

"This time, while you are pleasuring me," Toni said, "Slut will be fucking you with the strap-on. Believe me when I tell you she's almost as good a fucker as she is a licker. She will make you cum. You still have my permission to do so, but you must not let your pleasure interfere with mine. You must continue pleasing me no matter what you feel yourself, even if you cum. If you begin to neglect my pleasure, I will signal Slut and she will spank your sore ass with the Enforcer she's holding in her hand."

Actually, my ass wasn't nearly as sore as it was before. My own orgasm and the passage of time since my spanking having reduced the amount of pain I was feeling. Nonetheless, I had no desire to experience the evil looking little tool Slut was holding in her hand.

"She's going to strike you with it now, so you'll know how it will feel if you flag in your duties to me. Slut, now."

Slut slapped the wicked instrument over the meaty part of my buttocks and it was like being hit by a bolt of lightning, instant pain which lingered long after the thing struck me.

"Whether she is fucking you, or hitting you, you need to concentrate on me," Toni said, "or your ass will once again be burning, perhaps worse than it was before."

"Yes, Mistress. I understand."

"Get started. Slut will start fucking you when she's ready, so you can't anticipate."

"Yes, Mistress," and I began.

Nothing happened for awhile and I was well into the routine drilled into me. Suddenly, the big pseudo cock plowed into my pussy, and I gasped. Immediately, the Enforcer smacked down on my ass, reminding me where my duties lie. My ass stinging, I dived back into Toni's cunt. Slut fucked me now, slowly sliding back and forth in my pussy, developing a nice rhythm. I was fucking her back, enjoying it, feeling my arousal rising, my pussy preparing to release. Every time my attention slipped from Mistress, she signaled Slut and the plastic paddle smacked my stinging ass.

It was only with the most intense concentration on Mistress Toni's cunt that I could avoid another hard swat to my red derrière. When I was able to exercise the concentration needed for her, I found my own pleasure suppressed despite the excellent fucking and it delayed my orgasm. I wondered if I could use this discovery to avoid being punished for climaxing without permission. If I could concentrate so much on the pleasure of my partner, my own would pass. If not totally eliminating my need to cum, perhaps it would reduce the number of times I was punished.

I was so intent on practicing this discovery, it was a total surprise when I orgasmed. My rising need not impinging on my consciousness until it clubbed me like a hammer. Of course, I earned another sharp slap on my ass when I responded to my orgasm, but quickly managed to get back on point. When I had my second orgasm, I didn't even receive a smack on the bottom, never losing my focus on Mistress Toni. She praised me for my increased skill and focus when she had her own climax. Before she let me sleep, she made me satisfy Slut a couple times in return for her help training me and throwing me a good strap-on fuck. I was happy to see Slut orgasmed as easily as I did. Perhaps it's how she acquired the name. Perhaps I deserved my name as much as she did. I fell asleep between them.