I've become a bitch.

A lot of beer had already been drunk, the evening had turned into night. It was fun, even though there were only three of us relaxing. "Girls, how about a game of cards?" suggested Inna. "Let's do it, for stakes," Lisa smirked slyly. The first few rounds of the game passed with the usual laughter—we crowed, we barked, we yelled out the window. My interests were far from mature. But then my time to lose came. Lisa gets to make a wish. For half an hour, I have to be her little dog. Well, a dog is a dog. What's the big deal. Without much thought, Liz brings a collar with a leash, and with a light movement of her hands, the collar is around my neck. Whoa, that's a twist. "Well then, dear, on all fours."

"Wait, Liz, not to that extent." My objection was immediately met with a ringing slap on the cheek. "Okay, whatever you say, girls." I obediently got down on my knees. "Speak," commanded the mistress. "Yeah, right, like hell I will"... a second slap. "Fine, here you go—'Woof, woof'"—"Good bitch," Lisa stroked me under the chin. She shoved her fingers into my mouth—"come on, girl, be an obedient bitch."

I got into the game. Started licking her hand...—"Look into my eyes," Lisa commanded. Inna watched us with wide eyes but clear interest. "Come on, Inna. Pour some beer." Inna started pouring beer into glasses,—"no, where have you seen a dog drinking from a glass. In a bowl for her." Placing a bowl filled with beer on the floor, they watched with delight as I lapped it up. "Now, what should a loyal bitch do? That's right, thank her mistress." Crossing her legs, she offered her foot to me. I started kissing and licking her foot. The girls sat and watched what was happening with smiles. Only occasionally did Lisa say, "Good girl," "come on, little bitch, go higher." Spreading her legs and moving her panties aside, Lisa exposed herself. "Interesting turn," I thought and tried to brush it off. "What?!" Displeasure, accompanied by anger, was clearly in Lisa's eyes. She grabbed me by the hair and with a jerk pushed my face between her legs. Ah, a wave of arousal washed over me. "Come on, come on, work your tongue, my bitch. Inna, check if our bitch is wet?" Inna slowly got up, came from behind, lifted my skirt, and dove into my panties. "Yes, she's dripping!" With a deft hand movement, Inna was inside me.

I felt her penetrate me with three fingers, while her other hand caressed my clitoris. "Ah, bitch, bitch..." Orgasms came one after another. "Well then, take a rest, little dog. Now we're going to have a smoke, and you stay exactly as I put you." They put me on my knees and elbows on the sofa, facing away from the entrance, and left. I was afraid to move. Not much time passed, I heard footsteps... and damn, I felt something hard entering me... no!! Where did a man come from!? Lisa came around in front of me, and my surprise knew no bounds... she was wearing a strap-on. "Well then, girl, let's have a suck." Inna fucked me with fury from behind, while Lisa enjoyed a blowjob in front. They fucked me harder than any man. I don't know how much time passed.

The girls got tired. "Come on, let's go smoke," taking the leash, Lisa led me next to her onto the balcony. On the balcony, with the command 'heel,' she put her foot on a chair, positioned herself to my face. "Come on, girl, work your tongue," they stood smoking, discussing work and life matters as if I weren't even there. After smoking, they led me back. Laying me on the sofa, Lisa sat on my face and moved on it. Her wetness covered my face. I felt she was enjoying the power. Inna, spreading my legs, pressed against my clitoris and... I had never experienced cunnilingus like that. The orgasm came like an explosion; so I wouldn't scream, Lisa pressed on my throat and grabbed my lips in a deep kiss... I fell asleep between them, in the morning I woke up from two hands caressing me... but that's a whole other story.