Tails and Cream kissed tenderly, only using their lips, never their tongues. Their bodies were cuddled together, legs entangled and arms gently frisking the other. Their eyes locked lovingly, like lovers on their wedding night.
Cream kissed Tails' nose. "I've missed you."
"I've missed you, too," Tails responded, kissing Cream's neck.
"Did you enjoy your time with Mommy?"
"I did. She taught me a lot of things."
"That's nice. Ooh, your clitty touched my cunny."
"Oh, I'm sorry." Tails didn't mean to, but she also realized this was the first time her "penis" ever touched a vagina. It only lasted a second, and Cream hardly felt a thing, but it was still taboo for someone like her.
"It's okay. It'll be our little secret. I don't want Mistress to get angry at you."
Cream decided to take it up a notch and kiss Tails with tongue. Their slimy digits wrestled in each other's mouths, every so often they'd pull apart and let the tips of their tongues twirl together in the open, before joining again.
The two betas were warming themselves up while their Mistresses got changed. When they came back, both Rouge and Vanilla were dressed in dominatrix outfits. Tails called them "outfits," but in reality, they were just a series of black, leather straps that hid nothing. Regardless, they were beautiful. They were always beautiful.
Tails and Cream untangled themselves and crawled to the edge of the bed, where they knelt with their legs spread and their hands behind their backs. Rouge raped her slave with her eyes and pulled on her whip with a loud snap. Tails' clitty twitched from the sound.
"Aren't they just adorable?" Vanilla asked her fellow Mistress. "It's been so long, Cream."
"I missed you, too, Mommy," Cream said, panting. "I missed your boobs. And your cock. And your tongue."
"I-I did, too, Mistress," Tails added.
Rouge rolled her eyes. "Hurry up and straddle this cock, idiot."
"Yes, Mistress. Thank you, Mistress."
Tails stood up on the bed and presented her bussy hole to her Mistress. Rouge took a step closer, and the femboy sank into the cock. It had been so long since she's felt her Mistress' inside of her, but there was no time to reminisce. She slowly pumped herself on Rouge's penis, feeling its tip hit her stomach with each thrust.
Rouge grunted, pleased with her hole's training. It felt amazing, but the speed her slave was going at was not enough. She tossed her whip on the bed and picked Tails up by the back of her knees, deciding to use her at her own pace.
Tails howled pleasure filled moans into the room as her Mistress destroyed her bussy. Her tiny clitty flung in the air, completely flaccid and dripping with precum. Cream stared jealously before her mother pushed her down.
"We can't let them beat us," Vanilla said with a smile, and spread her daughter's legs to get a better view of her perfect, little cunny. "Ready, darling?"
"A-Always, Mommy," Cream answered, and shrieked as her mother shoved her entire length inside in one go.
"Ahhh . . . it's been so long, sweetie!" Vanilla yelled, and mercilessly rammed Cream. "Even after all those months with Rouge, you're still so tight. I'm so glad I kept you."
"I love you, Mommy! I love you! Thank you for raising me like a flesh light! I've never been happier!"
The pairs went at it for nearly half an hour. While both slaves had plenty of bitchgasms, neither of the alphas unloaded yet. But that was nothing a little abuse couldn't fix.
Tails was a natural born masochist, so Rouge knew just what to do. She released Tails' legs. Her alpha cock dug deeper into the latter's stomach. Still thrusting her hips, Rouge struck Tails' tiny balls, earning herself sweet little squeals from her slave.
Tails rectum, which was already soft and moist, got tighter with every hit. It only took a couple more thrust before her heavy balls started to churn and she felt her thick, superior cum shoot up her urethra.
Vanilla raised Cream to have certain fetishes and triggers, after all, what were mother's for? One thing Cream especially loved was getting slapped in the face. With each hit, Creams thanked her mother and her pussy became more lubricated. It didn't take long for Vanilla to get ready to burst.
Both alphas, without even speaking, timed their orgasms and released their cum at the same exact moment. Both Tails' and Cream's holes were flooded in white.
Vanilla pulled out of Cream, jacked herself off a bit, and squirted a few ropes onto her daughter. Rouge simply dropped Tails on the bed, crawled over the poor slave, and came directly on her head.
As the slaves basked in the afterglow, a sharp sting came upon their rears. Rouge picked up her whip and started swinging without remorse.
"Who said you could rest?" she yelled. "Bitch Bunny, you're first."
That was Rouge's name for Cream.
Mistress lifted the little bunny girl and slammed her cock into her cunny. After a few thrusts, she stopped and spread Cream's butt cheeks.
"Hurry up, Vanilla," Rouge commanded.
"Oh, I thought you wanted a bit of time together." Vanilla giggled. "Very well."
"W-Wait, I don't think—" Cream didn't get a word in edgewise as her mother plunged her cock deep inside her asshole.
"Shut up, you don't get to think!" Rouge shouted, and forced a kiss on the slave girl.
Tails watched her fellow slave get abused by the two alphas. She couldn't help but feel a twinge of jealousy. Cream had two holes, so she could take two cocks. Tails only had the one, and a worthless little clitty.
Cream was so lucky. Tails could see it on her face. Her eyes would burn with lustful pleasure for a moment, and then blank white when the cocks hit her too hard. Her muddled little mind was constantly shutting on and off, as waves of passion came at her from all sides.
Rouge and Vanilla filled Cream until her belly swelled up and dropped her on the bed. Her holes spilled cum like a broken faucet.
"Wasting our seed like that, Bitch Bunny?" Rouge growled. "After we so graciously filled you up?"
"I'm sor—" Cream didn't get to finish, as Rouge stomped on her swollen stomach. More cum escaped her lower holes, but what was really surprising was the amount that came out of her mouth.
Ignoring the coughing, vomiting piece of rabbit meat, Rouge and Vanilla turned their sights on Tails. She gulped nervously and already knew where this was heading. She got on all fours. Rouge grabbed and dug her nails into Tails' ass cheeks. Vanilla gently frisked Tails' head and tapped her penis against her lips.
Not even waiting until she was ready, the alphas plunged their cocks in the poor fox boy. Her brain exploded with pleasure as this was what she dreamed of months ago. Unfortunately, she lost the fellatio contest and Cream got to have the night of passion. But now it was Tails' turn.
While using their foxy flesh hole, Rouge picked up her whip and struck Tails' back. Each loving hit made her brain feel funny. The whipping. The choking. The tearing of her bussy. She no longer registered those things as dangerous, painful things. She was completely addicted to the sensations now.
The pace of their thrusting shot up. Their grip on her shed blood. Their cocks trembled inside of her. Tails knew her Mistresses were about to grace her with life affirming cum and accepted every drop.
Heart, soul, and stomach, everything Tails had to offer was shot up with superior seed. Her limbs gave out and she fell on the bed wet with puddles of cum.
Tails licked up what she could, but her body was too tired to move. Not that her Mistresses cared, nor should they. She was turned to her side and she saw Cream right there, barely conscious, fur hardened with crusty cum. Rouge was behind her and, judging by her movements, was positioning her cock against the bunny girl's pussy. That meant the person messing with Tails' bussy was Vanilla.
"We're not done yet, my darlings," Vanilla cooed in Tails' ear, and then gently pushed her cock into her used up hole.
"We're going to mess you up, so don't you dare fall asleep." Rouge chortled, and roughly thrusted into Cream.
The two slaves kissed as their alphas used them to their hearts content. Their thrusting like the physical manifestation of a hypnotic lullaby. The scent of sweat, cum, and lust burned their nostrils. Their alphas' libido was an ever present deity, much like the Gods themselves.
The slaves. The lost, hopeless, worthless lambs without their Mistresses. They wished the night would last forever. They wished their Mistresses would always be hard and horny. For in that moment, for the first time in their young lives, they felt whole. They felt loved. And they felt complete.
End of part two & the series. There will be no third part.