AN: Thankyou to readers for being patient with me these last few months. For those not aware (and without going into too much detail), I'm dealing with some issues that have been bubbling away for a while now. For anyone that has or is dealing with mental health issues, don't be afraid to talk to those that you trust. It's more of a relief than you think :-). I will update when I can (whichever story my muse directs me to update), all I ask is for your continued patience :-) To the anon that posted: "Your ego is simply amazing, and frankly, unwarranted based on a sampling of your stories"... I bet that stroked yours when you posted that ;-) To other anon: "So technically Alex and Olivia are cheating on each other when they screw Amanda, correct? And when Amanda chooses one of them that will then really be full on cheating, right?"... How can Alex and Olivia be cheating when they are both willing participants of inviting Amanda to join them (THEM being the operative word) in their playroom to play our their own sexual fantasies? It would be cheating if Alex invited Amanda into the playroom and Liv wasn't aware of the situation, or vice versa. I can assure you that there will NO Alex/Amanda without Olivia being present, or Olivia/Amanda without Alex being present. All scenes will be Alex AND Olivia dominating Amanda TOGETHER. I wouldn't write this story any other way.

Apologies if who Amanda chooses isn't who you'd hoped for, but I have a feeling you won't be disappointed in the overall scheme of things ;-). Thankyou for the comments, faves, follows etc. Hope you enjoy the new chapter and please let me know your thoughts :-)


With my panic rising, I blurt the first name that comes pops into my mind, "Mistress!"

Neither Olivia or Alex show any visible emotion to my answer, they just exchange a brief look as if engaging in a silent conversation as Alex lets go of the D-ring attached to my collar. Even though Alex said there was no right or wrong answer, I can't help feeling that my choice shows I'm favouring one woman over the other.

Olivia pats my thigh, "I'll get the strap-on."

A myriad of various possibilities bombard me as Olivia climbs off the bed and heads towards the rolling wall panels. Did I only choose who got to fetch a sex toy that may or may not be used on me? Did I just opt for Olivia to fuck me, or something else... like tasting her? Did I decide that Olivia will be the one to sit out this part of the scene and let Alex be the one to dominate me?

"Pet, you look concerned. You shouldn't be. You chose one of your owners just as you were asked and you'll be rewarded in due course. Just remember that Mistress and I do all the thinking for you here in the playroom, and we always have... our... best interests at heart!" Alex mocks gleefully. Her fingertips trail down my cheek, over my breast and nipple, then down my arm to my wrist cuff. "We also have your best interests at heart, Pet, and it's in your best interest we keep your wrists and arms out of the way for this next part."

Alex secures the carabiners from the thigh cuffs to ones attached to my wrist cuffs, then double checks their sturdiness until she's satisfied. Crawling animal-like the short distance up the bed, Alex looms over my naked body. She leans her head down and whispers into my ear in a sultry tone, "I'm thoroughly looking forward to this."

"Here you go, Ma'am," Olivia says after clearing her throat. She hands Alex a standard, sturdy leather harness with a curved purple dildo secured in the O-ring at the front, then takes a pillow from near my head.

"I'll only be a few moments, Pet. You just wait right where you are while I get set to use this new toy on you," Alex teases as she clambers off the bed.

Olivia and I both watch as Alex steps into the harness, quickly adjusts the straps, then pumps her hand up and down the purple shaft protruding from her body. With a pure and innocent look paralleling the lace outfit she's wearing, Alex suddenly commands in true dominant form with her hand still fisting the toy, "Pet, bend your knees and spread your thighs open. NOW!"

With my wrists shackled firmly to the tops of my thighs, I move into the directed position. Alex, for her part, gets back onto the bed and situates herself between my legs on bent knees. Even though I'm flat on my back, my neck arches up, my eyes roll back and my lids flutter close when Alex's fingers gather the remains of my arousal. When my eyes finally open and focus, I see Alex's hand moving up and down the dildo to coat it thoroughly, and Olivia watching intently. Alex instructs me to lift my hips up so Olivia can put the pillow under my ass. It's not easy with restricted movement although I manage to do so. Olivia continues to watch as Alex shifts closer, presses the head of the curved dildo to my entrance then pushes slowly inside.

Alex's hands slide around and grip the backs of my knees, "Now wrap your legs around me as best you can, Pet. I wouldn't want to inadvertently slip outside that wet pussy of yours and stop what we're doing once we start."

I do as instructed, feeling the silicone shaft push further inside my core. Biting my lip to suppress a moan, I wait for Alex to begin thrusting... yet surprisingly it doesn't happen. Instead Alex gives a curt nod to Olivia and I can only wonder what's going to happen now. The bed dips as Olivia joins us on the bed to my right side to hover over my body like Alex did a short time ago.

"So, Pet... you chose me!" Olivia reaches a hand out and pinches my right nipple between the knuckles of her index and middle fingers.

"Yes Mistress," I hiss as Olivia pinches harder.

"Well, I'm flattered to say the least." Liv swaps from my right to left nipple and begins torturing me again, "Ma'am and I promised a special reward if you completed your punishment, which you did with grace and dignity... and we always keep our promises, don't we Ma'am?"

Alex replies with a small thrust, "We do, Mistress."

Olivia pinches my nipple harder once more, even adding a twist for good measure, "Do you still want to taste me, Pet?"

"Y-yes, Mistress."

Letting go of my nipple, Olivia raises up on her knees and positions herself so that her legs are straddling either side of my face. The silky texture of the nylon thigh highs rub and tickle my cheeks as she sits back on my chest yet still keeping enough weight in her knees so's not to crush me. I see Liv's clit peeking out just inches from my face and her distinct arousal is flooding my sense of smell, making my core throb and my mouth water in anticipation.

"Pet, your reward is to make me come using just your tongue. However, I think that reward isn't challenging enough for you. Therefore I need to make things a little more... interesting. While you try make me come, Ma'am is going to fuck that wet little pussy of yours and you have permission of both Ma'am and myself to come at any time. Now, if you can make me come before Ma'am makes you come, you'll get to taste Ma'am tonight. If Ma'am makes you come before you make me come... well... you'll be severely punished with having to maintain various stress stances in a pair of high heels for minutes at a time. If at any time those heels touch the floor, you'll start again. Do I make myself clear, Pet?"

"Yes Mistress," I nod, cringing internally at the thought of being punished in such a terrible way. Stress stances are difficult enough to hold for minutes at a time. Throw a pair of heels into the mix, or even a pair of round serving trays filled with acrylic wine glasses and it's one of the worst punishments imaginable. My old owner... she made me endure those punishments when I didn't perform tasks well enough for her liking.

"Good! Now for your special reward," Olivia reaches down and tugs on the D-ring of my collar. She raises up off my chest, moves her hand off my collar, lowers herself within an inch of my face and gives a firm and direct instruction, "Lick me!"

I'm still stunned and gobsmacked from the combined reward, task, and the position of Olivia straddling my face when Alex begins slowly thrusting her hips to fuck me.

Brushing my hair off my face and forehead, Olivia looks down at me between the valley of her breasts, "Pet, you'd better start soon. I can take a while to come if I want. Isn't that right, Ma'm?"

"That's right, Mistress," Alex replies, giving an extra thrust of her hips and brushing her thumb over my clit just the once for emphasis.

Tilting her head slightly to one side, Olivia quirks an eyebrow at me in silent questioning as if to ask 'Why aren't you doing what I just asked you to do? Do you want to stop the scene?'.

There is NO fucking way in the world I'm stopping this scene! Not NOW! Not when I have Olivia Benson... my senior colleague... my Mistress... straddling over my face. I sure as hell want to taste her tonight and I'm going to do everything in my power to succeed with my task so I can taste Alex Cabot... SVU's female ADA... my Ma'am... as well.

With my brain finally kicking into gear, my mouth opens and my jaw drops down... and I see Olivia watching me intently in anticipation, her tongue swiping across her own parted lips. My tongue extends and in one languid yet determined pass, I lick the length of my Mistress' slit, gathering as much of her arousal as I can.

"Yes," Olivia hisses as my tongue glides over her clit. "Just like that, Pet."

I can't help savour every drop as I taste Olivia Benson for the first time, and the initial description that comes to mind is... HEAVEN. A wonderful combination of musky and spicy, it's everything I could imagine Liv would taste like. I feel so privileged right now, especially seeing Alex is the only one that gets to do this on a regular basis. And the best part of all? It's that Olivia tastes nothing like she did. I can only describe her these days as tasting bitter, however I would have described her quite differently when we were together.

With Alex fucking me slow and methodically, I drag my tongue through Olivia's folds again and again, making sure I hit her clit pleasantly. Each time I tongue that little bundle of nerves, Olivia rocks and grinds down on my face, her whimpers, moans and garbled words of encouragement getting louder. I chance a look upwards and see Alex's hands reaching around to palm Olivia's full breasts on proud display in that lacy quarter cup bra. Olivia leans back and looks over her shoulder at Alex, her left hand settling on top of Alex's and holding it there. My mental thoughts scream out for Olivia and Alex to start kissing right now so I can be turned on even more than I already am.

With the stakes and potential rewards of this task so high, I want to make Olivia come soon... and come hard. Altering from licking so my tongue flicks and swirls her clit for a time, I eventually seal my lips around and begin sucking with purpose. A guttural moan rumbles in Olivia's throat... and then... even though I have my hair tied in a pony tail, I feel a fistful of my hair being painfully grabbed at the top of my scalp as Liv's clit leaves my mouth.

Sitting back on my chest once more, Olivia glares down at me, her eyes relaying that she's none to pleased right now. Alex stills her own hips, the dildo pulled almost all the way out of my core. I, on the other hand, swallow in reflex... and selfish reasons. My mind is going a million miles an hour, trying to figure out what just happened and why it feels like shit just got real so suddenly. I haven't had my hair yanked like that since I did something in error with her and needed to be punished.

Relaxing the grip on my hair, Olivia moves her hand to tug on the D-ring of my collar, "Your instructions were to make me come with just your tongue, Pet! To lick, not suck me off with that hot little mouth! You've just earnt yourself twenty spanks on that pale ass of yours from my hand while over my knees after you make me come. If you disobey your instructions again, it'll be twenty strikes with a tawse while bent over the marble column. Do I make myself clear?"

I nod in understanding, "Yes, Mistress."

"Good." Olivia looks back over her shoulder at Alex and growls, "Make. Her. Come!"

"With pleasure, Mistress!" Alex replies, pushing the dildo back inside me with with a thrust of her hips. Her thumb settles on my clit and begins rubbing and teasing relentlessly.

"Back to your task, Pet. Just remember what's at stake if you can make me come before Ma'am makes you come," Olivia lets go of my collar, raises up off my chest and lowers herself down once more.

There's only way I can complete this task and make Olivia come before Alex makes me come. I focus all my efforts and energy solely on Liv's clit, flicking, swirling and licking at a relentless pace. Olivia resumes her rocking and grinding, Alex continues pounding into me and her own teasing, and I work my tongue and jaw like my life depends on it. Olivia's noises that were starting grow in strength are suddenly cut short, being replaced with sounds of hungry and desperate kissing. I can only assume she leaning back, looking over her shoulder at Alex like earlier because I can't chance breaking my concentration right now while trying to stave off my own threatening orgasm.

And then, it happens.

A shudder courses through Olivia's body moments before one ripples through mine. Her moans are swallowed down by Alex's mouth, yet mine reverberate through Olivia's core. I'm thankful Alex slows her hips and ceases teasing my clit with her thumb, however I continue lashing Olivia's until she raises up and sits back on my chest.

"Well, well, well..." Liv muses as she shifts off me and onto the bed, "Looks like our pet desperately wants to taste you tonight, Ma'am."

Alex pulls out of me completely, "It certainly looks like she does, Mistress. However, she has a punishment to take before that can occur."

Unclipping my wrists from the thigh cuffs, Olivia looks down at me with a salacious grin, "Let's get you over my knee, Pet."

Just one thought springs to mind as I slowly unwrap my legs from around Alex: Oh, thank the good lord!