Cadence Loses Her Lesbian Virginity

Cadence craves it hard. She wants Mistress Vonka and Mistress Tina to own her, break her, strip her of that lesbian virginity she’s been clinging to. They collar her first. Black leather around her throat, a leash clipped tight. The two Mistresses circle like wolves. One’s got jet-black hair that falls like a blade, the other’s blonde and sharp under the lights. Cadence is already shaking. They tie her down. Wrists cinched, ankles spread. The collar bites every time she swallows. Mistress Vonka flips the coin. Heads for Vonka, tails for Tina. The coin spins, hits the floor, and the winner grins. Cadence has to guess who’s about to ruin her. She’s blindfolded, gagged with her own soaked panties, and the winner steps in. A strap-on slides between her thighs, slow at first, then deeper, until she’s gasping around the gag. Every thrust is a question she can’t answer. She tries to name the voice, the hand on her hip, the rhythm. She fails. She comes anyway, loud, shaking, marked. The loser gets her mouth. Cadence learns fast: obedience tastes like sweat and leather and whatever they decide to give her next.