The Streamer Mansion

by Nyfrostium

Summary:

Thomas was a pretty normal person, 20 years old just going through the motions of life. He loved watching Twitch in his spare time and was in love with the streamer group OfflineTV and their friends, he spent hours on hours watching them. And even harbouring a small crush on some of them, there were some incredibly attractive women in their group after all.

But it was all just fantasy, that is, until he enters a random giveaway, and gets to go the streamer mansion.

Before he knows it, the woman he adored through a screen, will be his to command and use

Chapter 1: Welcome to the Streamer Mansion

Thomas, a 20-year-old man, lives alone in his cosy apartment. His brown hair is casual yet appealing, framing his green eyes. He is fairly tall and has a physique that's not overly bulky but a blend of strength and agility. He often spent his time tucked away in his apartment. Despite his solitude, he exudes comfort and confidence that suggests he's quite accustomed to his own company.

He sunk into his chair in front of the computer, after yet another long day at work, Idly scrolling through Twitter, a random Twitch stream playing in the background as he waited for one of his favourites to go live. He had long been a die-hard fan of the group Offline TV, and all the streamers who worked with them, for a very long time. It's like watching a bunch of friends who just happen to be incredibly entertaining. And the group happened to include a host of beautiful women.

As Thomas' eyes danced over the endless scroll of tweets, one in particular caught his attention. It was from Pokimane, one of his all-time favourite streamers, and an ex-member of OfflineTV. Her post was strangely cryptic, announcing a giveaway for a chance to go to a secretive event she was hosting in LA. All he had to do was leave a comment and he would be entered. He couldn't resist entering himself, it was a low chance to win, but he might as well. He typed out, "I'd love the chance to come and meet you Poki! We could have a ton of fun" and hit send, not truly expecting anything to come of it.

His fingers hovered over the keyboard for a brief moment before continuing his scroll, the thrill of the competition already forgotten amidst the mundane comfort of social media. The glow from the monitor bathed the room in a soft light, casting long shadows across the room as he chuckled at a meme here and there. The event announcement was cool and all, but the chances of winning were like winning the lottery. He'd just keep his expectations low and enjoy the anticipation of Poki's upcoming streams.

It was a couple of hours later that Pokimane went live on her Twitch channel. Thomas, excited to finally watch another one of her streams, quickly tuned in.

"Hey everyone! Sorry, I haven't streamed in a few days!" Poki said with a smile and a wave. She was dressed in a figure-hugging gym outfit that highlighted her curves, her hair was tied up in a high ponytail that swayed as she bobbed her head in excitement. On her screen, the words 'Giveaway Time!' danced in colourful, flashing letters. "Thank you all for entering my little contest! I'm sorry that I can't give you guys all the details, but I'll make sure to fill in the winner on everything I can! It's a very big, expensive project!"

Thomas couldn't help but let his gaze linger on Poki's incredible body as he watched her. In his mind, he painted a vivid picture of what it would be like to be at the event with her. He imagined having an opportunity to flirt with her, to try and seduce her. He'd do anything to be able to fuck her. In a dream world, he would be able to do anything he wanted to her. He took a deep breath, it was fun to fantasize, but the odds of him winning were astronomically low, it was best not to get his hopes up.

Poki leaned in closer to the camera, her eyes sparkling with excitement as she announced, "Alright, let's see who's going to be joining me at this super exclusive event in LA!" She pulled up a digital wheel on her monitor, the names of all the hopefuls who had commented on her earlier post crammed onto it. Her cursor hovered on the spin button, her thumb hovering for a moment before she pushed down with a dramatic flair. The wheel spun rapidly, the names becoming a blur before it gradually slowed down. "And the winner is..." she paused for suspense, her eyes wide. "The account ThomasPlayz!"

Thomas's heart skipped a beat as his eyes widened in shock. He had won? This couldn't be real! His hands shot up to cover his gaping mouth as the realization set in. The chat exploded with a barrage of messages, some congratulating him, others accusing Poki of rigging the contest. "Oh my god..., I-I can't believe it!" He stuttered, his voice shaking. "I've never won anything in my life! This is... amazing!" He felt a rush of adrenaline, his cheeks flushing.

"ThomasPlayz, if you're watching this, keep an eye on your DMs!" Poki exclaimed. "I'll be sending you all the details you need throughout the stream! And don't worry, I'll make sure it's all worth the trip!" She winked mischievously before turning her attention back to the game. "But first, let's get into some Valorant with some friends!" She quickly loaded up Valorant and hopped into a party with some friends, but at that point, Thomas had already tuned out. He had his eye on his messages, eagerly waiting for Poki to come through.

A few minutes later, Thomas's phone buzzed with a notification from Pokimane's Twitter account. He scrambled to open it, his heart racing. The message read:

"Congrats, ThomasPlayz! You're the lucky winner of my giveaway! I'll be giving you the details as soon as you get back to me, it'll be great"

He stared at the screen, unable to contain his excitement. "Oh my fucking god," he whispered to himself, his hand shaking as he clutched the phone. This was the opportunity of a lifetime, he was going to get to hang out with one of the hottest female streamers ever. He took a deep breath, trying to calm his nerves before he composed himself and replied "Thank you so much, Poki! I can't wait to see what you have in store for me! You're the best! Oh, and just call me Thomas"

Thomas's phone vibrated again, and he quickly opened the message from Poki. It read:
"In which case it's great to meet you, Thomas! I'd like to invite you to my fun project, the Streamer Mansion! It's a place where all the top female streamers will come to create the best content for our fans. But with that many girls in one house, let's just say we need someone to take care of our needs, it's a bunch of horny little submissives who need a firm hand to keep us in line. That's where you come in! As our special guest you will be able to command anyone in the mansion to do anything you want, however dirty the idea is!"

Thomas's eyes went wide with shock as he read the message. He reread it to make sure he wasn't seeing things. There was no way this was real, right? His mind racing with the implications of what Poki had just said. He felt a mix of excitement and disbelief, and his heart was hammering in his chest. "I-I don't know what to say," He typed back, his hands trembling with excitement. "This sounds too good to be true, Poki. But if it's what you're offering, then... I'm down!" He couldn't believe the turn of events. 

Poki's response was swift, the anticipation in her tone palpable. "Oh, it's happening, Thomas!" She texted back with a smiling emoji. "It's going to be just me at the mansion to start with, but if there's anyone from the streaming world you're dying to meet or spend some time with, just let me know! I have quite a bit of pull around here." 

Thomas took a moment to gather his thoughts, his mind racing with the possibilities. "I-I can't wait," he replied, trying to play it cool despite his racing heart. "Do we need to discuss any details or should I start booking my flight to LA right away?" He was eager to get the ball rolling, the thought of being in the same room with Poki and her friends was already driving him wild with excitement.

"Don't worry about a thing, Thomas!" Poki assured him with a grin that could almost be felt through the screen. "I'll take care of everything! Flights, accommodations, all the VIP treatment. Just pack your bags and get ready,  you'll be staying for as long as you want" She added a string of airplane and heart-eyes emojis for emphasis. 

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Around a week later, Thomas found himself in the backseat of a luxurious car, his suitcases filled with as many of his things as he could pack. The first-class flight had been an unprecedented indulgence, and now the reality of his prize was setting in as the mansion loomed closer. The thought of being in a place surrounded by Poki and eventually her friends, all eager to cater to his whims, was almost too much to handle. He took a deep breath, trying to stay composed.

His flight out to America had been first class, far beyond anything he had ever experienced in his life. He already felt spoilt beyond belief, and now the fancy car was just taking him to the supposed mansion. He had so many questions still in his mind and so many ideas. 

He'd texted Poki multiple times since that day just to be reassured it was all legit. It felt beyond reality. But leaving a comment for that giveaway was looking to be the best decision of his life.

As the car pulled up to the grandiose gates of the Streamer Mansion, Thomas couldn't help but gawk at the sheer size and opulence of the place. The sprawling mansion was a vision of grandeur, with large white walls that stretched upwards interrupted by floor-to-ceiling windows, showing a little of the many rooms and luxurious amenities hidden within. A cobblestone driveway curved elegantly through the well-manicured gardens, leading up to the grand entrance. The top floor boasted a glittering swimming pool surrounded by lounge chairs and a bubbling hot tub that looked like it could fit half a dozen people comfortably. The sight was so surreal that Thomas felt like he was stepping into a dream. The gates swung open. The anticipation was thick in the air as the car rolled to a stop at the base of the majestic staircase leading to the mansion's entrance.

Thomas's eyes widened as he stepped out of the car, his heart racing like it was about to burst from his chest. The mansion looked like something out of a celebrity's Instagram post, and here he was, about to walk through its doors. He glanced around, half expecting a camera crew to jump out and yell, "You've been pranked!" But no, it was all real. The warm LA evening air caressed his skin as he made his way up the path, his nerves a jumbled mess of excitement and disbelief. 

As Thomas pushed open the door of the mansion, he was greeted by the breathtaking sight of Pokimane, standing in the grand entrance hall. She wore a tight, form-fitting red dress that hugged her curves in a way that made his jaw drop.  Her hair cascaded down her back in a sleek wave. "Welcome to the Streamer Mansion, Thomas," she purred, her voice as smooth as velvet. "I'm so glad you could make it. I've been looking forward to this all week." Her eyes twinkled with mischief as she took in his stunned expression, and she couldn't help but let out a soft giggle at his obvious admiration.

"H-hello Poki," Thomas managed to stutter out, his eyes unable to leave her figure. He felt a heat spread through his body that had nothing to do with the LA weather. He cleared his throat and tried to regain his composure. "This place is... amazing." He looked around, taking in the grandeur of the marble floors and the grandeur chandelier that hung from the ceiling, casting a warm glow on everything below. "I'm... I'm just a bit overwhelmed." He admitted, feeling a mix of excitement and nervousness. The reality of being in such a fantastical place, with the woman of his dreams, was almost too much to handle. But he was determined to make the most of this incredible opportunity.

Poki took a step closer to Thomas, closing the distance between them. "Don't be shy now," she said, her voice dropping to a seductive whisper. "You are in charge of this place! Whatever you want, all you have to do is ask." She winked at him, her hand tracing a teasing path along her hip. "And I'm all yours to command. So tell me," she continued, her eyes searching his, "What's the first thing you'd like to do?"

Thomas took a few deep breaths, trying to steady himself. "P-Poki, are you sure you'll do anything I ask?" He swallowed hard, his eyes darting from her smouldering gaze to the heavenly vision she presented in her dress. "Because I mean, if that's true, then I have some very naughty ideas" He felt his cheeks redden, but the excitement was too intense to hide. The idea of being able to explore his wildest fantasies with her was insanely alluring.

"Oh, Thomas," Poki giggled, her eyes sparkling with excitement. "I'm not just saying it. It's a fact!" She placed a hand on his chest, "Command me. Tell me what you want, and it's yours to enjoy."

Thomas couldn't believe what he was about to say, but the thrill was just too much to resist. "Okay," he began, his voice growing firmer as the reality of his power set in. "From now on, you will refer to me as 'Master'. And I expect you to call me that at all times, got it?" He watched her closely, his heart racing in anticipation.

"Oh, that is so kinky!" Poki's cheeks flushed a delightful shade of pink as she giggled. "I love it!" She playfully curtsied before him, her eyes gleaming with excitement. "As you wish, Master," she said, her voice dripping with sweetness and submission.

Thomas's eyes widened as he felt the weight of his newfound dominance. "P-Poki, is it really that easy? Are there any limits to what I can ask of you?" His voice was a mix of excitement and trepidation as he tried to grasp the full extent of his power over her.

"Nothing that would cause lasting harm to me or anyone else, no sharing of my personal information and no requests that are illegal or could get us in serious trouble." She replied like she had run the words through her head a million times. She took another step closer to him, her eyes searching his for understanding. "But outside of those extremes, I'm yours to command, Master! Don't be scared"

Thomas took a moment to process her words, his mind racing with the possibilities. "Why are you willing to do this for me?" He asked, his voice a mix of awe and suspicion. "What's the catch?" He looked into her eyes, searching for any signs of doubt or hesitation, his heart pounding in his chest as he awaited her response.

"There isn't a catch, Thomas. I promise. I've been feeling... adventurous lately, and the idea of giving control to someone new is incredibly thrilling for me. Plus," she leaned closer, her breath tickling his ear, "it's a chance for you to live out your wildest dreams with me, it's fun to give that kind of opportunity to someone."

With a deep breath, Thomas began to feel a bit more at ease with his newfound power. "Alright, if you're okay with this, I'd like to start with something simple. Poki" he said with a small smile "Could you please show me to my room?"

"Of course, Master," Poki said. She took his hand and led him up the grand staircase, the warmth of her skin sending electric shocks up his arm. Each step echoed through the mansion's hallowed halls, her heels clicking rhythmically against the marble. As they reached the second floor, she turned down a hallway lined with various expensive paintings. The anticipation was palpable as they approached a set of double doors at the end of the hallway, which she pushed open with a dramatic flourish, revealing a luxurious suite. "This will be your room for your time here," she said with a smile.

Thomas stepped into the suite and took in the opulent surroundings with a low whistle. The king-sized bed looked incredibly inviting, draped in silk sheets that whispered against his skin. In the corner stood a grand wardrobe filled with clothes that seemed to have been chosen just for him, and across from the bed was a state-of-the-art gaming setup. But what caught his eye was a portion of a wall covered in all kinds of kinky toys. "Poki, this is... perfect," he said, his voice filled with wonder. "I can't believe this is all for me." He turned to her, his eyes filled with a mix of excitement and nerves. "Thank you so much for making this happen."

Poki leaned against the doorframe, a playful smirk playing on her lips. She crossed one leg over the other, causing her dress to ride up just a little higher. "You're very welcome, Master," she said, her eyes twinkling mischievously. "Remember, I'm here to make sure you have the best experience possible. And if that means fulfilling every dirty little fantasy you've ever had, then so be it." She took his hand again and led him over to the bed, sitting down with a graceful bounce that made her breasts jiggle slightly. She looked up at him with a challenging gaze. "So, what's the first order of business for tonight?"

Thomas felt his heart race as he looked down at Poki, her beauty and submissiveness were almost too much to handle. He took a deep breath, trying to calm his nerves. "P-Poki, I'm... I'm not sure where to begin," he admitted, his voice shaking with excitement. "But I was wondering if you could tell me more about your kinks and fantasies?" He watched her closely, his eyes searching for any sign of hesitation or discomfort.

Poki's smirk grew wider as she heard Thomas's request. "Well, Master," she began, her voice taking on a seductive tone, "I have quite a few kinks, but one of my favourites is being treated like... well, how a misogynist might treat a woman." She leaned closer, her breath warm against his skin. "It turns me on to be used purely for someone's pleasure, to be objectified and degraded in the most delicious ways." She paused, watching his reaction with eager anticipation. "Does that sound like something you'd enjoy?"

Thomas's eyes widened, his heart racing faster than ever. He had never imagined Poki would have such dark desires, but the idea was incredibly arousing to him. "Y-yes," he stuttered, trying to hide his excitement. "I think that sounds... incredible." He swallowed hard, his mind racing with the thought of dominating her in such a way.

"I want you to control everything about me, Master. What I wear, what I post on social media, what I eat, even the games I play," she said, her voice low and full of submission. "I've always had this... need to fully submit to someone. To have them dictate my every move, to be nothing but a toy for their amusement." She looked up at him with a mix of anticipation and vulnerability. "I want all of that from you"

Thomas took a moment to let her words sink in, his smile growing wider by the second. Now that he had an idea of what she wanted, he had even more ideas for what to do"P-Poki," he managed to say, his voice barely above a whisper. "Do you have your own room here in the mansion?" He asked

"Yes, Master, I do," Poki replied, "Would you like to see it?" She started to stand up and head towards the door

"Poki," Thomas interrupted, grabbing her wrist and tightening slightly. "For now, I think you'll be staying in here with me." He pushed her gently but firmly back onto the bed, his voice filled with a newfound assertiveness. "You're going to sleep in this room with me tonight. Is that understood?" He stared into her eyes, watching for any sign of protest, his heart racing at the thought of her lying beside him all night long.

Poki let out a small, needy moan as she felt Thomas's grip on her wrist, the sudden shift in power dynamics making her insides flutter. She nodded eagerly, her eyes glazed over with lust. "Y-yes, Master," she whispered, her voice breathy and submissive. "I'll do as you command." She allowed herself to be pushed back onto the bed

"Now, Poki," Thomas said, his voice dropping to a low, authoritative tone as he stepped closer to the bed. "I want you to strip for me. Take off every piece of clothing you're wearing, nice and slow. I want to see all of you," He ordered, his eyes darkening with desire as he watched her.

With a seductive smile, Poki began to rise from the bed. She reached behind her neck and slowly unzipped her red dress, letting it fall to her feet in a pool of fabric. She stepped out of the dress, her heels clicking against the floor as she did so. Underneath, she was wearing a skimpy black lingerie set that barely contained her voluptuous curves. Her movements grew more deliberate as she reached behind her to unclasp her bra, letting it fall away to reveal her firm, round breasts, nipples already hard from the excitement of the moment. She cupped them in her hands, giving them a gentle squeeze before moving to her panties. With a flick of her wrists, they too dropped to the ground, leaving her completely bare. She crawled onto the bed, her eyes never leaving Thomas's, and laid down on her stomach, her ass in the air. She looked over her shoulder at him, a smouldering fire in her gaze. "Is this what you wanted, Master?" She whispered, her voice filled with desire.

Thomas' eyes raked over her exposed body, his hunger growing with every inch of skin revealed. He couldn't believe the stunning sight before him. "Yes," he breathed, his voice thick with lust. He reached out and gave her perfect, round ass a firm spank, the sound echoing through the room. "You're so hot, Poki," he murmured, his hand lingering on her skin. "Perfect." His grip tightened, his excitement palpable.

Poki's body jolted at the spank, a moan of pleasure escaping her lips. She arched her back, pushing herself up on her hands and knees, presenting herself to him. "I'm all yours, Master," she whispered, her eyes half-lidded with lust. "Use me as you wish, I'm here to serve your every need." She wiggled her hips slightly, inviting him to take full advantage of the situation. Begging to be penetrated.

Thomas' grin grew wider at her words, and he gave her ass another firm smack, leaving a pink handprint on her skin. "As tempting as that offer is, Poki," he said, his voice filled with dark promise, "I think I'd like to save that delight for another night." He stepped closer, his eyes locked on hers. "For now," he leaned down, his breath hot against her ear, "I want you to get on your knees and suck my cock like the good little slut I know you are." The authority in his tone was unmistakable, sending a thrill through her body. She nodded eagerly, her cheeks flushing with excitement.

With trembling hands, Poki reached for Thomas' belt, her heart racing with anticipation. She unbuckled it and carefully unzipped his pants, her eyes widening as she pulled out his cock. "Oh, my goodness," she gasped, her voice filled with shock and awe. "It's so... big!" She couldn't help but stare for a moment, admiring the thick, veiny length of it before her. It was easily 7 inches and girthy. She licked her lips, her eyes meeting Thomas' with a mix of excitement and apprehension. "I... I might be in love with your cock" Poki murmured, her voice filled with wonder as she slowly stroked it with one hand.

Thomas's cock twitched at her words, growing even harder in her grasp. "You better be," he said with a wicked chuckle, his eyes gleaming. "Now, get to work"

Poki nodded eagerly, her cheeks flushing a deep red as she leaned in. She wrapped her lips around the tip of Thomas' cock, her eyes never leaving his as she took him in inch by inch. She could feel him throb in her mouth, and she knew he was just as excited as she was. She began to suck, her cheeks hollowing out as she took more of him in. Her other hand cupped his balls, gently squeezing and massaging them as she worked her mouth up and down his length. She could feel her arousal building, her pussy growing wet with the thought of what was to come. She moaned around his cock, the vibrations sending waves of pleasure through his body.

Thomas let out a deep groan as Poki's warm, wet mouth engulfed him. He threaded his fingers through her hair, guiding her movements, pushing her head further down with each stroke. "That's it," he murmured, his voice filled with satisfaction. "You're such a good little slut." His grip tightened, pulling her hair slightly, but not painfully. The slight discomfort only added to the pleasure, and Poki took it as encouragement, her mouth moving faster, her tongue swirling around the head of his cock. She gagged slightly, but never broke eye contact, her gaze filled with a mix of challenge and desire. He could see in her eyes that she was loving every second of this.

The feel of Thomas's hand in her hair was incredible, it made her feel like he was totally in control. She took him deeper, her throat stretching around his thick cock. She knew she was being a good girl, a good little slut for her Master, and it only made her more eager to please him. She swallowed around him, her throat muscles working to take him even further. Her eyes watered slightly, but she never once flinched. She reached up and began to stroke the part of his cock not in her mouth with her hand, her movements matching the rhythm of her mouth. She wanted him to cum, to mark her as his.

His breathing grew ragged, his eyes squeezing shut as the sensations became too much. "Poki," he gasped, his voice strained with lust. "I'm going to cum." He waited for a beat, savouring the anticipation, before giving his next command. "Swallow it all for me. Every. Last. Drop." He opened his eyes, looking down at her, watching as she nodded eagerly, her mouth still wrapped around his cock. He knew she would obey.

With a final, powerful thrust, Thomas reached the peak of his pleasure. His cock pulsed, releasing a hot, thick load into Poki's mouth. She took it eagerly, her eyes watering as she swallowed every drop, her cheeks bulging slightly with the effort. She sat back on her haunches, her lips glistening with his cum, a look of pure satisfaction on her face. "Good girl," he murmured, giving her hair a gentle tug before releasing it. "You did so well, Poki."

With a soft giggle, Poki wiped her mouth with the back of her hand, her body trembling with the aftershocks of her desire. She looked up at Thomas, her eyes shining with a mix of mischief and adoration. "Master, your cock is heavenly," she purred, her voice thick with the aftermath of pleasure. She stood up gracefully and pressed her nude body against him, her soft curves moulding to his form. "I can't wait to taste you again," she whispered into his ear, her breath warm and sweet. She wrapped her arms around his waist, her hands roaming over his still-hard cock, hinting at the endless night of debauchery ahead of them.

"Mmm, Poki," Thomas groaned, his hands moving to cup her breasts as he spoke, his thumbs idly circling her already-sensitive nipples. "You are the perfect plaything." His grip tightened slightly, his thumbs flicking harder as he watched her face for a reaction. Her eyes fluttered closed, and she nodded, a soft whimper escaping her lips. "I'm going to make sure you're screaming my name every night," he murmured, his voice low and filled with promise.

"I'm all yours, Master," Poki said, her voice filled with a genuine enthusiasm that sent a shiver down Thomas's spine. She leaned back, her breasts pressing into his palms as she looked up at him with a question in her eyes. "How can I serve you next?"

Thomas felt his eyelids growing heavy as the excitement of the evening began to wear off. He let out a contented sigh and leaned back onto the plush pillows. "Honestly, after all the travelling I'm very tired" He patted the spot beside him on the bed, his cock still semi-hard from their recent activities. "Climb in here with me and keep me company." He watched as she slid into the bed, her body curving around his, her soft breasts pressing against his side. "let me hold you, I want to feel you close, We'll have plenty of time to play later." He wrapped an arm around her waist, pulled her closer, and let out a sigh of pure bliss. "This is exactly what I needed," he whispered, already feeling himself drifting off to sleep.

Poki snuggled closer to Thomas, feeling the warmth of his body seep into hers. She wrapped her arm around his chest, her hand coming to rest over his heart. "Rest well, Master," she murmured, her voice a gentle purr. "I'll be right here when you wake up." With a sigh of contentment, she closed her eyes, her body melting into his. The day had been more than she could have ever hoped for, and she couldn't wait to see what the rest of his time would bring.

A/N: I hope you enjoyed! Let me know if you did, and let me know which girls you would like to see come to the mansion first~

Chapter 2: Breakfast Time!

The next day, Thomas woke up with a start, his arm still wrapped around Poki's waist. The reality of the situation washed over him like a warm wave, and he couldn't help but smile as he took in the sight of her sleeping form. Her hair was splayed across the pillow, and her lips were slightly parted as she breathed deeply. He couldn't believe he was here, in her bed, with the woman he had fantasized about for so long. He took a moment to appreciate the soft curves of her body, the gentle rise and fall of her chest as she slept. Then, unable to resist the temptation, he gently traced his fingers over her skin, feeling the warmth and softness of her flesh under his touch. He felt his cock twitch to life again.

As Poki stirred awake, Thomas leaned over her, his eyes gleaming with mischief. He cupped her breasts in his hands, giving them a gentle squeeze before sliding his hand down to her ass, giving it a firm grope. She let out a sleepy moan, her eyes fluttering open to meet his. "Good morning, Master," she murmured, her voice still thick with sleep.

Thomas's hand came down with a firm smack on Poki's ass, the sound echoing softly in the quiet morning air. She yelped in surprise, her eyes shooting wide open, but the look of pleasure on her face was unmistakable. "Good morning indeed," he said with a smug smile,

Poki couldn't help but giggle as she wiggled her hips, feeling the sting of his smack. She rolled over, pressing her body against his, her hand sliding down to stroke his growing erection. "I suppose we should get up and start the day," she said, her voice a teasing purr. "But maybe we can have a little fun first?" Her eyes sparkled with mischief as she leaned in to kiss him deeply, her tongue darting into his mouth to tangle with his.

Thomas's grin grew wider as he pulled away from the kiss, his hand still cupping Poki's ass. "Oh, I have quite a few orders for you to follow before we do that," he said, his tone a mix of playfulness and authority. He gave her another smack, this one a little harder, watching as she squirmed beneath him.

"More?" Poki breathed, her eyes lighting up with excitement. She pushed herself up onto her elbows, her breasts pressing together enticingly. "I live to serve, Master," she said, her voice dripping with desire. "Please, tell me what you wish for me to do." She leaned back down, her hand never leaving his cock, stroking it gently as she waited for his next command. Her heart raced with anticipation, eager to satisfy his every whim.

"Mm, yes," Thomas said, his eyes darkening with desire as he thought of the endless possibilities. "My first rule is simple, Poki. You're not allowed to orgasm unless I permit you. Understood?"

Poki nodded eagerly, her eyes wide with anticipation. "I understand, Master," she whispered, her voice trembling slightly. The idea of being denied her pleasure only made her more excited to serve him. She licked her lips, her hand still stroking him gently. "What is your second order?" She asked, her voice a soft purr.

Thomas leaned in, his breath hot against her ear. "The next rule," he murmured, his voice a seductive whisper. "You must always ask for my permission to put on any clothes. And, of course, you must get my approval on the outfits you wish to wear. After all," he smirked, giving her ass another squeeze, "I need to make sure you're dressed to properly display your status as my little slut." He watched her reaction, his eyes gleaming with excitement as he awaited her response.

Poki felt a thrill run through her as Thomas' words sank in. "That sounds... super hot," she said with a shy smile, her cheeks flushing a deep shade of pink. "I've never done anything like this before," she admitted, her voice a little breathless. "But I want to be everything you want me to be." She kissed him again, her hand continuing to stroke his cock as she melted into the warmth of his embrace, ready to submit to his every command.

With a devilish smirk, Thomas reached over to the wall of toys and selected a shiny black leather leash. He held it up for her to see, the metal clip glinting in the soft light of the room. "This," he said, his voice firm yet gentle, "is your new accessory." He leaned over, attaching the clip around Poki's neck with a satisfying click. "You're to crawl on all fours unless I give you explicit permission to stand or walk. You're my pet now, and you'll move as such." His eyes searched hers, looking for any sign of hesitation or discomfort, but instead, he saw only eagerness and excitement.

As Thomas attached the leash, Poki felt a sudden burst of arousal, her pussy clenching in response. She bit her bottom lip and nodded, her eyes shining with excitement. "Yes, Master," she whispered, her voice quivering with the thrill of the new dynamic. She dropped to her hands and knees, her body moving gracefully as she adjusted to the new sensation. She looked up at him with a mix of submission and mischief, barking playfully. "Woof!" she giggled, her ass wagging in the air.

Thomas chuckled at her playfulness, giving the leash a gentle tug. "Good puppy! Now," he said, his voice filled with authority, "lead me to the kitchen. We've got a busy day ahead, and I need my breakfast." He watched as Poki began to crawl, her hips swaying with each movement, leaving a trail of goosebumps in her wake. The sight of her obeying his command was intoxicating, and he felt his cock throb in response.

With a delighted giggle, Poki began to crawl on all fours, her ass swaying enticingly from side to side with every movement. She led Thomas through the plush carpeted hallway, her eyes sparkling with mischief. The feeling of the leather against her neck was surprisingly comforting, a constant reminder of her submission to him. "Would you like me to prepare breakfast for you, master?" She asked, her voice breathy with excitement. She could feel his eyes on her, watching every inch of her as she moved. The power play was exhilarating, and she revelled in it.

Thomas nodded firmly. "Yes, Poki," he said, his eyes never leaving her as she crawled. "Make me something filling and delicious. Once you've served me, you can prepare food for yourself." His tone was matter-of-fact, yet laced with the unmistakable thrill of being in control. Poki felt her stomach flutter in response. She nodded eagerly, her movements quickening as she approached the kitchen, already planning the feast she would prepare for her master.

"Of course, master," Poki said, her voice a soft, eager whine. She reached the kitchen and looked up at Thomas with wide, hopeful eyes. "May I stand up to prepare your meal?" she asked sweetly, her hands resting on her thighs, her posture still submissive even without his physical touch. "And what would you like for food?" Her question was filled with genuine curiosity, eager to satisfy his hunger in any way she could.

"Very well, Poki," Thomas said with a smile, pleased with her eager obedience. "You may stand, I'll have eggs, bacon, and some toast. Oh, and don't forget some orange juice," he added, his eyes lingering on her breasts as they bounced gently with every movement she made. He took a seat at the counter, his cock still semi-erect as he watched her cook.

"As you wish, Master," Poki responded, her eyes sparkling with excitement. She stood up gracefully and set to work, her naked body moving swiftly around the kitchen. She cracked eggs into a pan with a flourish, the sizzle of the bacon filling the room with a mouthwatering aroma.

"So Poki," Thomas began, his eyes roving over her body as she worked. "What do you think of your new set of rules?" He asked, genuinely curious about her feelings on the matter. "Do they excite you, or do they make you feel uncomfortable?" He leaned back in his chair, sipping the coffee she had made earlier, his eyes never leaving her as he awaited her response.

"Oh, they excite me, Master," Poki said, leaning over the countertop to give Thomas a full view of her ample breasts. She giggled as she caught his gaze lingering on her chest. "I absolutely love them!" she exclaimed, her voice filled with genuine enthusiasm. She grabbed a plate and arranged the crispy bacon, eggs and toast on it with a flourish before handing it to him with a wink. "Serving you makes me feel so good!"

Thomas took the plate with a smile, his eyes never leaving hers for a moment. "I'm happy to hear that, Poki," he said, his voice warm and affectionate. He watched as she began to prepare a simple bowl of cereal for herself, the clink of the spoon against the ceramic echoing through the kitchen. He felt a strange sense of contentment wash over him as he tucked into his breakfast.

As Poki went to sit at the table with her cereal, Thomas stopped her with a gentle yet firm hand on her arm. "Now, now, good little bitches don't eat at the table," he reminded her, his voice a mix of affection and authority. "They eat on the floor, like the good dogs they are." He gestured to the spot beside his chair, a smirk playing on his lips. "Get on all fours and eat your breakfast."

Poki felt a thrill run through her as Thomas' words sank in, her cheeks flushing a deeper shade of pink. She took a deep breath, her heart racing with a mix of excitement and nerves. "Yes, Master," she murmured, her voice quivering slightly as she dropped to her knees, the cold floor tiles sending a shiver down her spine. She leaned over, her breasts brushing against the floor as she attempted to eat her cereal with her mouth, her hands firmly behind her back. "Thank you for letting me eat, master," she said, her voice muffled by the cereal as she took a bite, her eyes looking up at him with a mix of submission and longing.

Thomas couldn't help but laugh at the sight of Poki obeying his command so eagerly. He reached down and gave her a firm, loving smack on the ass. "Good girl," he said with a grin. "Keep eating like that." He watched her for a moment, his breakfast forgotten as he took in the erotic sight of her naked body moving with such obedience. His cock twitched at the sight.

Despite the unorthodox way she was eating, Poki managed to scarf down her cereal with surprising grace, her eyes never leaving Thomas' face. When she was finished, she licked her lips and looked up at him with hopeful eyes. "May I clean up now, Master?" she asked sweetly, her voice a soft whine. Her face had got covered in milk "Or do you have another task for me?" The way he degraded her was already becoming addicting

Thomas looked down at Poki's face, which was now smeared with milk. "Hmm," he said, his eyes darkening with lust. "It looks like you've made a bit of a mess down there," he teased, his voice a low rumble. "But I think I like it," he smirked, leaning down to swipe his thumb across her cheek, collecting the milk. "It's almost like you're wearing my cum," he whispered, watching the blush spread across her face. "But fine, I'll help you clean up."

Thomas took the leash in his hand, giving it a gentle yet firm tug. "Come with me," he said, his voice filled with excitement as he led her to a nearby plush carpet. He yanked her closer, making her stumble a bit before pushing her face down into the soft fabric. "Stay," he ordered, watching as she obeyed. He took a moment to appreciate the sight of her naked body stretched out before him, her ass in the air. With a smirk"Now, let's get you clean," he said, his eyes gleaming with mischief as he approached her. He reached down, grabbing her by the neck and rubbing her face into the carpet, the rough fibres brushing against her skin as he cleaned her up. "Good girl," he murmured, his voice filled with satisfaction as he watched her struggle to get the milk off her face.

Poki felt the rough carpet rub against her cheeks as Thomas pushed her down, the sensation sending a jolt of pain through her body that only served to increase her arousal. The feeling of being used and treated roughly by her master was intoxicating, making her wetter than she had ever been. She whimpered softly into the carpet, her eyes watering from the friction as she felt her face turn a deep shade of red. "Thank you, Master," she managed to murmur, her voice muffled against the floor. She was desperate to serve him in any way he desired, the humiliation only fueling her desire to please him further.

Thomas pulled her face up by the leash, his eyes scanning her features to ensure every drop of milk was removed. Though the cleaning had left her hair a tangled mess, she looked adorable. He couldn't help but chuckle at the sight. "You're a good girl, Poki," he said, his voice filled with affection as he ruffled her hair playfully. "A shame I messed up your hair, but hey! At least your face is cleaned up now!"

Giggling, Poki looked up at Thomas, her eyes sparkling with gratitude. "Thank you so much, Master," she said, her voice breathy and filled with affection. She leaned in, her cheek brushing against his leg, and placed a soft, warm kiss on his thigh. "I'm so happy to serve you in any way you wish," she murmured, her eyes fluttering shut as she enjoyed the moment of closeness, the leash still firmly attached around her neck, a constant reminder of her place.

"Come on, Poki," Thomas said with a smirk, his eyes glinting with mischief. "Let's go to my room. I've got a few ideas of how we can have some more fun." He gave the leash a gentle tug, leading her out of the kitchen and down the hallway. He knew that Poki was eager to please, and he intended to make full use of her submissive nature.

With an eager wag of her hips, Poki began to crawl ahead of Thomas, her movements deliberately exaggerated to show off her curvy ass. "Woof!" she barked playfully, her eyes glancing back at him over her shoulder, inviting him to enjoy the view. Each movement sent a fresh wave of arousal through her, her submission to him only increasing her desire to obey and serve. She could feel the leather of the leash tugging against her neck as she crawled.

Upon entering the spacious, dimly lit bedroom, Thomas guided Poki to the edge of the king-sized bed. "Up," he ordered, pointing to the mattress. She eagerly complied, her legs trembling slightly as she climbed onto the bed. He watched her with hungry eyes as she spread her legs wide, her pussy glistening with excitement. "Good girl," he murmured, his hand moving to stroke her inner thigh before giving her a gentle push. "Now, put your hands behind your head, spread your legs and hold still." His voice was firm, leaving no room for disobedience as he took in the sight of her, vulnerable and ready for his every whim.

Poki obeyed immediately, her hands moving to the back of her head as she arched her back, pushing her breasts out towards him. "Is this position pleasing to you, Master?" she asked, her voice a needy whine as she felt the anticipation build. She held her pose, her eyes never leaving Thomas' as she awaited his next instruction, her body quivering with need.

Thomas' grin grew wider as he circled her like a predator stalking its prey. "It's perfect." He reached out to give her left breast a firm squeeze, feeling it mould under his grip. Then, with a swift motion, he smacked her right ass cheek, watching it jiggle before his eyes. "Now, tell me, Poki," he said, his voice a low purr. "What is your place here?" He knew she enjoyed being objectified and controlled, and he was eager to hear her affirm her submission.

Poki's eyes glazed over with pleasure as she felt the sting from Thomas' smack. "I am your toy, Master," she replied, her voice a breathy whisper. "I am here for your entertainment and satisfaction. I am inferior to you in every way, and I live to serve your every need and desire," she added, her eyes filled with a mix of submission and lust. She squirmed slightly, the leather leash reminding her of her place as she awaited his next command, her body begging for his use.

Thomas slapped her face gently, his hand coming down with enough force to make her cheeks sting but not to cause any real pain. "Good girl," he murmured, his eyes dark with desire. "Now, keep going," he instructed, his voice a soft growl. He leaned in closer, his breath hot against her ear as his hand travelled down her body, his fingertips grazing her sensitive folds, making her whimper in anticipation. "I want to hear more about how you wish to serve me, my little bitch."

"Oh, please, Master," Poki begged, her voice shaking with need. "Humiliate me, degrade me, use me in any way that pleases you." She bit her lower lip, her eyes brimming with excitement. "I want to be nothing more than your slut, your cumdumpster," she continued, her cheeks burning with embarrassment yet her voice filled with eagerness. "Make me your property, your whore, your fucktoy," she pleaded, her hips bucking against his touch. "Use me, abuse me, do whatever you wish," she moaned, her body trembling with the intensity of her submission.

Thomas's grin grew wolfish as he heard Poki's eager pleas. He reached down to touch her pussy, his fingers tracing slow, teasing circles around her clit. "Such a greedy little slut," he whispered, watching her squirm beneath his touch. "But I'm not going to let you come just yet," he said, his voice filled with amusement as he began to rub her clit in a steady rhythm, feeling her body tense and her breathing quicken. "You need to beg for it," he said, his eyes gleaming as he pushed her closer to the edge, her whines and pleas music to his ears. "Beg for your master's permission to cum," he demanded, his arousal building as he watched her struggle to maintain control.

"P-please, Master," Poki whined, her hips bucking up into his hand. "I need to cum, please let me cum!" she begged, her voice desperate. Her body was a live wire of sensation, the anticipation of release almost too much to bear. "I'm your slut, I'll do anything for you," she panted, her eyes squeezed shut tight. "I'm just a dirty little whore for you," she moaned, her voice shaking with the effort of holding back. "Please, please, let me cum," she begged, her entire body trembling as she awaited his decision, the leather leash tightening around her neck as she arched her back.

Just as Poki was about to climax, Thomas pulled his hand away, his eyes gleaming with mischief. "Not yet," he said, his voice firm yet playful. He watched her face contort with a mix of frustration and arousal. He leaned in close, his breath tickling her ear as he whispered, "Beg more for me, Poki. Tell me how much you need it." His hand hovered just out of reach, taunting her as he enjoyed her desperate need for release.

Poki's eyes snapped open, the frustration from being denied making them glossy with unshed tears. "I-I b-beg you, Master," she stuttered, her voice thick with lust. "Please, I need to cum for you," she pleaded, her voice shaking. "I'm your good little bitch," she whispered, her hips moving in a silent plea for his touch. "I'm your property, your toy, your fuck slut," she moaned her words a jumbled mess of desperation and need. "Please, let me cum," she begged, her voice cracking. She was so close, so very close, and she could feel it building deep within her, begging for release.

Thomas's grin widened as he listened to Poki's desperate pleas. He knew she was on the edge, and he revelled in the power he had over her. He brought his hand down hard on her ass, watching the red handprint bloom on her pale skin. "Your pleasure doesn't matter, slut," he said coldly, his voice a stark contrast to the warmth of his earlier tone. "But since you've been such a good girl," he added, his voice dripping with sarcasm, "you can clean the floor." He grabbed her leash and gave it a sharp tug, pulling her off the bed. "On your hands and knees," he ordered, pointing to the floor. "And don't you dare cum without my permission," he warned, his eyes darkening with dominance.

Poki's eyes widened with surprise at the sudden change in tone, but she didn't dare question her master. With a nod, she slipped off the bed, landing on her hands and knees with a soft thud. She looked up at him with a mix of excitement and trepidation. "Y-yes, Master," she stuttered, her voice trembling. She waited for his next command, her body still trembling with the need for release, her mind racing with the thrill of serving him in any way he desired. "What do you wish for me to clean?" she asked, her voice a needy whine as she hoped for another chance to prove her devotion.

Thomas spat onto the plush carpet, watching the saliva spread into a glistening glob. "Start with that," he said, pointing to the spit with a smirk. "And remember, you're not allowed to use your hands." He strolled over to his gaming setup, sitting down in the chair with a sigh of contentment. "While you're down there, make sure you get every corner of this room clean," he added, his eyes never leaving her. "And if you do a good job, maybe I'll let you sit on my lap and watch me play," he teased, his hand idly stroking his cock through his pants as he booted up his computer.

With a nod, Poki leaned forward and began to lick at the floor, her tongue sliding over the soft fibres as she started cleaning the spit Thomas had left behind. The humiliation was intense, but it only made her more aroused. She felt his eyes on her, watching her every move, and it filled her with a strange sense of pride. Her body was his to command, and she would serve him without question. The taste of the carpet was faintly bitter, but she didn't care. She was his pet, his slut, and she would do anything to make him happy. The sound of his computer booting up filled her ears, and she knew her master was enjoying the sight of her degradation. The more she licked, the wetter she grew, her thoughts consumed by her need to serve him and the hope of eventually receiving the release she craved.

A/N: A fairly short chapter, but I hope you enjoy it regardless. I got a lot of requests for girls to come next last time, Rae was the only one mentioned multiple times so I'm leaning towards her at the moment.

I will be adding someone new every 3-4 chapters likely, I don't want to add a girl for one chapter and then have them not matter past that.

Please leave any requests for people to appear, or just let me know if you enjoyed it in the comments!

Chapter 3: His Maid

Thomas is at his computer, leaning back on his chair and installing some games for the first time on his new setup. Meanwhile, Pokimane is under the desk, completely nude and on her knees, her warm mouth wrapped around his cock, her tongue swirling and dancing as she worships his length enthusiastically. Her eyes are closed in bliss, her hands resting lightly on his thighs as she takes him in, her cheeks hollowing with every deep suck. The room is filled with the soft sounds of her eager slurps and the occasional moans as she moves her head back and forth, eager to please.

Poki comes up for air, her eyes shining with excitement. She looks up at Thomas, her lips glistening with saliva and precum. "I love your big so much cock, Master," she says with a broad smile, her voice filled with adoration. She wipes a strand of hair from her face, her cheeks flushed with arousal. "It's so thick and delicious, I could suck it all day," she adds, her eyes sparkling with mischief. She leans in to kiss the tip before resuming her eager sucking, her hand cupping his balls and massaging them gently.

"And I'd love to have you suck my cock all day," Thomas says, his voice a low rumble of pleasure as he watches her work. He strokes her hair, his eyes glancing around the room. "But before we get too carried away, I remember you mentioning other streamers coming to the mansion. Who else is going to be here?" He asks, his mind racing with the potential for new playmates to indulge in their kinky fun. The thought of having multiple submissive girls at his command is almost too much to handle. Let alone ones he had adored watching for so long."I'm sure there's plenty more fun to be had," he adds with a smirk, his eyes never leaving hers as she continues to service him.

Poki nods, her mouth momentarily releasing Thomas' cock. "Well, I've got a ton of connections in the streaming business, so I should be able to invite nearly anyone you wish," she says. "I've told most of my close friends about the idea, but no one has been invited yet. I wanted to wait for you to decide who should join us!" she says, her eyes gleaming with excitement. "So, who would you like to see here?" she asks, her hand pumping his cock, her thumb tracing slow circles around the tip.

Thomas's mind races with the endless possibilities. "Let's start with some of your closer friends" he suggests his voice a mix of excitement and anticipation. "Valkyrae, Lilypichu, Leslie, Tina, Emiru, Janet, damn there are so many hot streamer girls " He watches Poki's reaction, eager to see who she thinks would be a good fit for their twisted playground. "The more the merrier, right?" He says with a wicked smile, his hand reaching down to grope her breasts

"I think it might be best if we invite one at a time, master. I know Rae would absolutely love this," Poki says with a knowing smile, her eyes sparkling as she imagines her friend's reaction. "She's always had a bit of a wild side, and she totally gets off on playing submissive to strong, dominant men." She swirls her tongue around Thomas's shaft, savouring his taste. "I'll send her a message right now if you want," she says, her voice muffled by his cock.

"Excellent, one at a time it is" Thomas says with a nod, his eyes gleaming with excitement. He'd be happy with just Poki for the rest of his life, he could be a bit patient with building his harem, "Send Rae a message, tell her to get over here as soon as she can." He strokes her hair, pushing his cock back into her mouth as he continues to think aloud. "Fuck, I can't wait to have another slut to use." He groans as Poki takes him deep, her eyes watering slightly as she nods in agreement.

When Poki comes up for air she quickly grabs her phone from the desk and sends Rae a text, her thumbs flying over the screen. She read the text out loud "Hey Rae, You remember that little secret event I talked about? Well, it's happening right now, and I've got someone who wants to meet you. He's got a surprise for you, something I think you'll absolutely adore. Get your sexy self over to the mansion as soon as you can. Oh, and wear something that shows off that body!" She hits send with a grin, then returns her attention to Thomas, her eyes gleaming with excitement. "There we go, master! What are we going to do now?"

"How long do you think it will take for Rae to get here, Poki?" Thomas asks, his voice thick with lust as he watches her suck him off. 

"Rae should be here in no time at all, Master," Poki says with a sultry smile, her lips still wrapped around Thomas's cock. "She doesn't live far from the mansion, so it'll take her less than an hour after she sees the text. And knowing her, she'll be eager to come over. I think she's been waiting for an invitation and we can always keep ourselves busy until she arrives," she suggests, giving his cock a playful wag with her tongue.

"Good," Thomas says excitedly "In the meantime, I think we should get you dressed for the day." He chuckles, stroking her cheek gently. "I want you to pick out something incredibly sexy for me. Something that really makes my cock throb just looking at you," he commands, his eyes sparkling with desire. "Just don't cover up too much, these tits are far too great to hide" he adds, his hand moving to squeeze her breast, his thumb brushing over her nipple. "And no panties," he says firmly, his cock twitching at the thought of her bare pussy on display.

With a sly smile, Poki pulls away from Thomas's cock, her eyes sparkling with mischief. She stands up gracefully, her naked body a feast for his eyes. She saunters towards the walk-in closet, her hips swaying seductively, her breasts bouncing with every step she takes. As she opens the door, she glances back at him, her eyes full of promise. "I'll pick something that will make you drool, Master," she says. She disappears into the closet, leaving Thomas with a view of her heart-shaped ass and the leather leash dangling from her neck. Her giggle echoes through the room as she rummages through her clothes, the sound sending waves of anticipation through him.

After a few moments, Poki emerges from the closet wearing a ludicrously short, black-and-white maid outfit. The skirt barely covers her round, firm ass, and the apron does nothing to hide her ample cleavage. Her breasts threaten to spill out of the tiny top, which is tied in a bow at the back, leaving her back almost completely exposed. Her legs are adorned with fishnet stockings, and she's donned a pair of platform heels that make her already impressive curves seem even more exaggerated. She giggles, spinning around for him to admire. "What do you think, Master?" she asks, striking a pose. "Will this make you happy?" She knows it's ridiculously revealing, and she can't help but feel a rush of excitement at the thought of serving him dressed so scandalously.

Thomas's eyes widen as he takes in the sight. He can't believe how perfect she looks, her curves on full display and her submission so clear. "Fuck, Poki," he breathes, his voice hoarse with lust. "You look... absolutely stunning." He stands up, his cock already hard again at the sight of her.  His hand caresses her soft skin before giving her a gentle push towards the full-length mirror. "Look at yourself," he commands, watching her reaction in the reflection as she takes in the image of his property dressed so provocatively.

Poki's cheeks flush as she looks at herself in the mirror. She can't help but feel a thrill at Thomas's approval, her heart racing at the thought of being his slut. She runs her hands over her outfit, adjusting it slightly so that her cleavage is even more pronounced. "Thank you, Master," she whispers, her voice filled with genuine gratitude. "I love looking like this for you. It makes me feel so... owned," she adds with a shy smile. She looks up at him through her lashes, her eyes full of love and adoration. "What else can I do for you, Master?" she asks, eager to continue serving him and living out their kinky fantasies.

"Since you're dressed like that," Thomas says with a wicked smirk, gesturing to her maid outfit, "I think it's only appropriate that you start the day off with some cleaning duties." He nods towards some of the mess they've made in the bedroom. "Being my slave includes more than just me fucking you every day, you have to take care of me as well!" 

With a playful wag of her hips, Poki drops to all fours, the leather leash bobbing as she starts to crawl around the room, her ass swaying enticingly with every movement. She picks up scattered pieces of clothing with her teeth, her eyes never leaving Thomas' reflection in the mirror. Making sure to arch her back and stick her ass up in the air as much as possible. She did everything she could to show off her body, the skirt riding all the way up her back. With a quick glance behind she could see her master was hooked, his eyes never deviating from her body. 

As Poki crawls across the floor, her pussy glistening with need, Thomas can't resist the temptation any longer. He watches her for a moment, savouring the sight of her submission, then strides over and positions himself behind her. With a swift movement, he pulls the skirt of her maid outfit to the side, baring her wet, inviting pussy to the cool air. "I guess I couldn't resist your sexy body for long" he murmurs, lining up his cock with her entrance. Without another word, he pushes into her, his cock sliding in easily with her arousal. She gasps, her eyes rolling back in pleasure as he starts to fuck her from behind, his hands gripping her hips tightly.

Poki whimpers with pleasure as Thomas enters her, her body shuddering with each deep, powerful thrust. The feeling of his cock inside her is heavenly, and she can't help but push back into him, her body moving in sync with his rhythm. "Oh, Master, yes, fuck me," she moans, her voice needy and filled with lust. She looks up at him, her eyes begging for more, her body trembling with every stroke.

Thomas grabs Poki's leash, using it to guide her movements, pulling her back onto his cock with each thrust. "You're such a good girl," he praises, his voice strained with his own building pleasure. He can feel her pussy tightening around him, her moans growing louder and more desperate. "But remember, no cumming until I say so," he reminds her firmly, his grip on the leash tightening slightly as a reminder of his control.

Nodding, Poki bites down on her bottom lip, her eyes fluttering closed as she tries to fight back the orgasm that's threatening to overwhelm her. She focuses on Thomas's words, her body responding to his commands, even as the pleasure builds to a crescendo. "I won't, Master," she whispers, her voice strained. "I'll be good for you, I promise." She arches her back further, her breasts bouncing with each movement, her need for release palpable in the air.

Thomas's eyes roll back with pleasure as he feels her tight, wet pussy clamping down on his shaft. It's like nothing he's ever felt before, a warm, velvety heaven that's all his to claim. He leans down, his hand reaching around to pinch her clit, watching the rapture play out on her face in the mirror. "You're doing so well, Poki," he murmurs, his voice thick with desire. "Keep going, you're going to make me cum so fucking hard." He can't resist the urge to lean in, biting her ear gently as he increases his pace, her moans spurring him on.

With a tremble in her voice, Poki whispers, "Please, Master, may I cum?" Her eyes are wide and pleading in the mirror, her breaths coming in short, sharp gasps as she rocks back onto Thomas's cock. Her hand clutches at the leash, her body writhing with unbridled need. She's never felt so alive, so filled with desire, and she knows she won't be able to hold out much longer. "I need to cum," she begs, her voice desperate. "Your cock feels so good, please, let me cum for you."

Thomas smirks, watching her squirm and beg. He delivers a firm spank to her ass, the sound echoing through the room. "Your pleasure isn't the priority here, slut," he says, his voice low and commanding. "You're here to serve me, to make me feel good. Beg me to cum. Tell me how much you want to feel my hot cum inside you. Your pleasure doesn't matter bitch."

Poki's eyes widen in surprise, and she lets out a yelp of pain that quickly turns into a moan of pleasure. She arches her back further, her pussy tightening around Thomas's cock. "I want you to cum in me, Master," she begs, her voice needy and desperate. "Please, let me feel your hot, thick cum fill me up." Her eyes meet his in the mirror, and she sees the power and control he has over her, and it makes her wetter. She's never felt more alive than in this moment, serving as his submissive slut.

Thomas feels his orgasm approaching like a freight train. He grunts with each powerful thrust, his grip on Poki's hips tightening as he drives into her. His eyes are locked on hers in the mirror, watching the desperate need in her gaze as she begs for his cum. "You're going to get it," he growls, his voice thick with lust. "You're going to get everything you're begging for, my good little slut." With one final, powerful thrust, he releases, filling her with his seed as she gasps and whimpers beneath him, her body trembling with the force of her own denied climax.

As Thomas pulls out, Poki collapses onto the floor, panting and trembling with unsated lust. She looks up at him with a mix of disappointment and desperation. "Master, I didn't get to cum," she says, her voice small and needy. "Please, may I?" She knows it's not about her pleasure, but she can't help the ache that throbs through her body, begging for release. She watches him with hopeful eyes, her cheeks flushed and her breasts rising and falling with each ragged breath.

Thomas looks down at Poki, a hint of annoyance crossing his features as cum drips from her pussy and onto the plush carpet. He raises his hand and brings it down hard on her ass, the sound echoing through the room. "You're being greedy," he says, his voice firm. "You're here to serve, not to demand. You'll cum when I say so, not when you think you deserve it." He delivers another spank, watching as she winces before nodding obediently. "Good girl," he says, his tone softer now. "Now, go clean up the mess you've made before Rae gets here." He points to the puddle of cum his gaze never leaving hers.

Poki nods meekly, her eyes downcast. "I'm sorry, Master," she whispers, genuine regret in her voice. She lowers her head, her cheeks reddening even more. With a grace that belies her desperate need for release, she crawls over to the spot where Thomas's cum has spilt out of her. Her tongue darts out, tentatively licking up the warm, salty fluid, her eyes never leaving his. She cleans the floor meticulously, her movements slow and deliberate, showing her complete submission and apology for her moment of greed. She knows she must always put his pleasure first.

Thomas sits back in his chair, his cock still semi-hard, watching Poki's sexy body as she obediently cleans the floor. He strokes his chin, his mind racing with thoughts of what's to come. "Once Rae's here, I think it's time we start some proper slave training. It'll be fun to see how well you two can serve me together." His eyes gleam with excitement at the prospect of moulding them into the perfect submissive duo for his twisted games. "You're going to learn to serve me, and each other, like the sluts you are."

Poki's eyes light up with excitement as Thomas mentions the training. She quickly crawls over to where he's sitting, her breasts bouncing with each movement. She positions herself between his legs, her eyes sparkling with anticipation. "I'm so eager to learn, Master," she says eagerly. "I can't wait to see what you have in store for us." She leans in, pressing her cheek against his thigh, her hand sliding up to gently stroke his still-hard cock. "I want to be the best slut for you," she murmurs, her voice filled with determination. "And if Rae is here to learn with me, it'll be even more amazing."

Thomas can't help but grin at Poki's enthusiasm. He reaches down and runs his hand through her hair, his grip tightening slightly as he tugs her head back to look at him. "You really are eager, aren't you?" he says with a small chuckle. "Alright then, while we wait for Rae, I want you to show off that gorgeous body of yours. Stand up and dance for me. Let's make sure I'm fully ready to claim two subs tonight." His eyes rake over her, and he leans back in his chair, his cock twitching in anticipation as he awaits her performance.

Standing up gracefully, Poki giggles and wiggles her hips, her body moving to an unheard rhythm as she begins to dance for Thomas. She spins around, the skirt of her maid outfit fluttering up, giving him teasing glimpses of her bare ass and pussy. She sways sensually, her breasts jiggling with every movement, her eyes locked onto his. "Like this, Master?" she asks, her voice playful and flirty. She knows she's driving him wild, and the power it gives her is intoxicating.

"Just like that, Poki," Thomas says, his voice low and approving as he watches her dance. His hand absentmindedly strokes his cock, which is now fully hard again. "Keep it up," he adds with a wink. "We don't know how much longer we have to wait for our guest of honour." He leans back in his chair, enjoying the show she's putting on. The anticipation is killing him, but he knows that patience is a virtue, and the wait will only make the night ahead that much sweeter.

As Poki dances, her movements become more fluid and seductive. The doorbell rings through the mansion, interrupting the rhythm of her dance. She stops for a moment, her heart racing with excitement. "Master," she says, her voice breathless, "I think that's Rae." She looks up at him with wide, hopeful eyes, eager to see how he'll react to her arrival. "Should we go let her in?" she asks, the leash still dangling from her neck.

Thomas stands up abruptly, his cock bobbing with excitement. "Yes, slut," he says, his grip tightening on her leash. "But you're going to crawl." He gives it a firm tug, leading her towards the door. "I want you to show her just how eager you are to serve," he whispers in her ear. Poki nods eagerly, her body moving gracefully despite her compromised position. She crawls out of the room, her master just behind, her heart racing with a mix of fear and excitement, it was going to be so embarrassing to wear this slutty outfit in front of one of her closest friends.

A/N: Hope everyone enjoyed this chapter, please leave a comment or something if you did ! The next chapter will obviously be welcoming Valkyrae to the streamer mansion

Chapter 4: Valkyrae arrives at the Mansion

Thomas looked down at Poki, who was dressed in a slutty maid outfit, crawling to the door ahead of him . The anticipation of Valkyrae's arrival has him on edge, and he's already thinking about the fun they'll have . He can't wait to see the look on Rae's face when she sees Poki like this, and the thought of having another submissive to command makes his cock throb with excitement . He's dressed casually, a stark contrast to Poki's overtly sexual attire . His hand grips the leash tightly as she moves slowly, her breasts bouncing with each movement.

Poki arrives at the door on all fours, her breathing shallow and quick . She glances back over her shoulder at Thomas, her eyes filled with a mix of excitement and trepidation . Her knees press into the cold, hard floor, and she waits for her master's signal, her heart pounding in her chest."Master," she whispers, her voice meek and submissive . " The door... may I?"

"Yes," Thomas says firmly, his voice dripping with authority . " Open it"

Rae, dressed in a skimpy black lace crop top that barely contained her ample cleavage and a pair of tight, black shorts that accentuated her curvy figure, stands in the doorway, her hand hovering over the doorknob . A suitcase behind her . Her eyes widen in shock at the sight of Poki in her maid outfit, crawling on the floor . " Poki!" she gasps, a blush rising to her cheeks . She takes in the scene, her surprise turning to curiosity as she notices the leash in Thomas's hand.

He watches with amusement as Rae tries to process the sight of Poki. "Welcome to the Streamer Mansion, Rae," Thomas says with a smirk . " You're just in time to see how you are going to be treated around here" He gives the leash a little tug , emphasizing his control over the situation . " Poki here is eager to show you the ropes, aren't you ?" He looks down at Poki expectantly, waiting for her response.

Poki's cheeks flush even redder, feeling the leather leash tighten around her neck . She nods eagerly, her eyes gleaming with excitement and a hint of naughtiness . " Yes, Master," she responds, her voice a mix of submission and anticipation . She glances up at Rae, her eyes sparkling with the thrill of sharing her secret with her friend . " Rae, I'm so happy you're here," she says, her voice low and sultry . " We're going to have so much fun together."

Valkyrae can't help but let out a soft moan as she takes in the scene before her . She runs her hands over her thighs, feeling the heat build between her legs . " Wow," she whispers, her voice thick with arousal . " This is... so hot . I've never seen anything like this." She steps into the room, allowing the door to close behind her, her eyes locked onto Poki's submissive pose . " You both are just... wow." She bites her bottom lip, her mind racing with all the possibilities that could unfold tonight.

Thomas steps forward, his presence commanding the room . " As you can see, Rae," he says with a smirk, "Poki here knows her place . And while you're in the Streamer Mansion, you will too." He gives the leash another gentle pull, causing Poki to whimper slightly . " You will obey my every command, just as she does." He looks down at Poki, who nods again, her eyes never leaving his . " Isn't that right, Poki?"

"Yes, Master," Poki agrees, her voice trembling with excitement . " Any girl who is at the mansion must obey you without question." She looks up at Rae with a knowing smile, her eyes full of desire . " And now that you're here, we can both serve you together," she says, her voice dropping to a seductive whisper . She licks her lips, the anticipation of sharing Thomas's dominance with her friend sending a thrill through her body.

Rae's heart races as she watches the scene unfold before her . She's always had a soft spot for Poki and the idea of joining her in this kinky adventure is incredibly tempting . " I... I think I can manage that," she stammers, her voice betraying her excitement . She sets her suitcase aside and approaches them, her eyes darting between Thomas and Poki. "What's the first order of business?" she asks, a hint of playfulness in her tone.

Thomas's eyes gleam with excitement as he takes in Rae's willingness to play along . He steps closer, the power of the situation making him feel more dominant than ever . " The first order," he says, his voice deep and commanding, "is that from this moment on, you will address me as 'Master' at all times . Understood , Rae?"

Rae nods, her knees feeling a bit weak . " Yes, Master," she says, her voice a little shaky but filled with eagerness . She glances at Poki, who gives her a reassuring smile, before looking back up at Thomas . " What can I do for you, Master?" she asks, her eyes wide and curious.

He points to the floor next to Poki. "Kneel down, Rae . You two are going to show me how well you can worship my cock together . I expect nothing less than perfection from my little submissive pets." He unbuckles his belt, letting his pants fall to the floor, revealing his already-hard member . " Now, don't disappoint me, girls," he adds, a hint of a smile playing on his lips.

Rae's eyes go wide with shock and awe as Thomas reveals his cock . It's much larger than she ever imagined, and she can't help but let out a small gasp . " Oh my..." she whispers, kneeling beside Poki, her cheeks flushing . She reaches out tentatively, her hand trembling as she touches the velvety head . " It's... it's so big," she murmurs, a mix of fear and excitement in her voice . She looks up at Thomas, her gaze filled with a newfound admiration . " I've never seen anything like it."

"Mhm, Rae, isn't it just the hottest thing you've ever seen?" Poki says, her voice dripping with adoration as she wraps her soft, warm hand around Thomas's shaft, stroking him with practised ease . Her eyes never leave Thomas's as she continues to pleasure him . " Master's cock is the centre of my world, and now it can be yours too," she tells Rae with a knowing smile.

"Yes, Poki, it's so hot," Rae agrees, her voice thick with lust as she watches Poki's skilled ministrations . " I can't wait to spend so many nights getting completely wrecked by it," she says, her eyes sparkling with anticipation . She leans in closer, whispering into Thomas's ear, "I want to make you feel so good, Master . Tell me what to do." She starts to kiss along his thigh, her hands roaming over his body, eager to please.

Thomas looks down at Rae with a stern yet approving gaze . " I want you to show me how deep you can get my cock down that pretty little throat of yours." He gently pushes her face towards his erection, rubbing his cock against her . " Tell me how much you want it, Rae," he commands, his hand gripping her hair tightly . " Beg for it."

Rae eagerly nods, her eyes glazed over with desire . " Please, Master," she begs her voice a soft, needy whine . " I'm just a bitch who wants nothing more than to choke around your big cock . I want to be your good little slut, to make you feel like a king." She opens her mouth wide, her tongue sliding out to lick at the tip, her eyes never leaving Thomas's . " I'll do anything , just give me a chance to do it to you, to show you how much I crave this." She looks up at him with a mix of adoration and desperation, her hands reaching up to stroke his length gently.

Thomas smirks at Rae's eagerness, slapping her cheek lightly with his cock . " Good girl," he praises, the sound echoing in the room . He then grips the back of her head firmly, guiding her to take him in her mouth . " Deepthroat me, Rae," he orders, his voice gruff with excitement . " Prove to me how slutty you can be."

Rae's eyes water as she opens her mouth wider, taking in Thomas's cock inch by inch . Her cheeks hollow out as she attempts to deepthroat him, her throat muscles working around his thick shaft . She gasps and coughs a little, but her eyes stay fixed on him, desperate for his approval . Her hands grip his thighs tightly, using them for balance as she continues to take him deeper . She feels her gag reflex kick in, but she fights it down, focusing on the taste and feel of him inside her . With each push forward, she moans around his cock, the vibrations sending waves of pleasure through him.

Thomas groans in pleasure as Rae takes his entire length, her nose pressing against his pelvis . He feels her throat tighten around him, and his grip on her hair tightens, holding her in place . " That's it, Rae," he says, his voice strained with pleasure . " You're doing so well." He looks down at her, watching the tears stream down her face, but instead of pity, he feels a surge of dominance . " Don't move," he commands, his voice thick with lust . " You're going to stay like that for a while." He enjoys the sight of her struggling to breathe, her cheeks red and her eyes watering as she tries to obey his every wish.

Giggling softly at Rae's valiant effort, Poki moves closer and starts to lick Thomas's balls, her tongue swirling around the sensitive skin . She glances up at him, her eyes sparkling with mischief . " Look how eager she is to please you, Master," she whispers . " You're doing such a good job, Rae," Poki says encouragingly, her voice sweet and full of praise.

Rae's eyes are watering and she's fighting for breath, but she doesn't pull away . Desperate to prove herself to her new master . She continues to deepthroat Thomas, her throat muscles clenching around him as she tries to show him how much she wants to serve . Her hands tighten on his thighs for support, her body shaking slightly from the effort . She lets out muffled sounds of need, eager for any sign of his approval.

Impressed by Rae's determination, Thomas finally decides to give her a brief reprieve, pulling her off his cock, "Look at you, Rae," he says with a chuckle, his voice dripping with amusement and satisfaction . " You're a natural-born cockslut, aren't you?" He reaches down and slaps her across the face, the sound echoing through the room . " Such a perfect little fucktoy," he adds, his hand coming down on her cheek with surprising force.

Rae gasps for air, her eyes sparkling with a mix of pain and pleasure. "Thank you, Master," she moans, her voice hoarse from his cock being in her throat. "I'm just a worthless slut, eager to serve you any way you wish." She drops her gaze to the floor, her cheek still stinging from the slap. "I'm so honoured to be here, to be used by you in any way you want," she says, her voice thick with self-deprecation. She eagerly awaits her next command, her heart racing with excitement for what's to come.

"Mm, you're doing so well, Rae," Poki coos . She runs her hand over Thomas' still-hard cock, her movements gentle and soothing . " It's so entertaining to see how quickly you've embraced your place as Master's toy," she adds, her eyes flicking over to Rae with a knowing smirk . She leans in and kisses Thomas's cock, her tongue flicking out to lick away a bead of precum.

"It's because... I love it," Rae says, her voice shaky but filled with genuine passion . " Being submissive to a man like you, Master, it's all I've ever wanted." She looks up at him with a blush staining her cheeks, her eyes filled with a mix of admiration and desire . " I live to serve, to be humiliated and degraded by those who are superior." Her hands clench and unclench at her sides as she speaks, her body begging for more . " I'll do whatever you say, Master," she says, her voice a needy whine . " I want to make you feel so good, so powerful, just like Poki does." She glances over at Poki, who gives her a reassuring smile

"That's the spirit, it's so hot when you girls talk like that." Thomas praises, his eyes gleaming. "Now, Rae, I want you to strip for me. Make it a proper performance, show off that sexy body, and degrade yourself. Everything. " he says, his tone playful yet commanding. "And Poki, I expect you to keep my cock nice and hard while you watch," he adds with a grin.

Rae nods eagerly, her eyes never leaving Thomas's as she starts to peel off her crop top . Her breasts bounce free, her hardened nipples standing at attention . " Oh, Master," she coos, her voice dripping with lust . " You can do whatever you want with these . Play with them, squeeze them, even smack them if it pleases you." She starts to shake her tits from side to side, her hands cupping them, pushing them together, and letting them fall back down, creating a mesmerizing jiggle.

"Would you like to see me play with them, Master?" she asks, eagerly indulging as she sees him nod . She starts to pinch and twist her own nipples, gasping at the sensation, her cheeks flushing with arousal . " I know they aren't as big as Poki's, but I'm sure they are more than enough for you!" her voice drops to a whisper, "I'd love for you to use them, to fuck them, to leave your mark all over them." She pulls away, her chest heaving, her eyes wide with need.

Poki giggles around Thomas's cock as she continues to suck him off, her eyes sparkling with mischief . She looks over at Rae, watching her strip with rapt attention . " Mm, Rae, your tits are so adorable," she says, her voice muffled by his shaft . She redoubles her efforts, her tongue swirling around the tip while her hand works the base of his shaft, keeping him at peak hardness.

Thomas watches Rae's performance with a mix of amusement and arousal . He can't help but feel his cock throb even more at her willingness to degrade herself for his pleasure . " Yes, Rae, keep going," he commands, his voice growing more authoritative . He strokes Poki's hair gently, praising her efforts before his gaze shifts back to Rae . " Take off those shorts now," he orders, his tone leaving no room for disobedience.

Rae turns around, her hips swaying as she pulls down her shorts, revealing her perfectly round ass . She bends over and looks back at Thomas over her shoulder, her eyes smouldering with desire . " You can spank me as hard as you want, Master," she says, her voice a seductive purr . " And if it pleases you, you can even fuck my tight little ass . I'm all yours to use and abuse." She wiggles her ass slightly, teasing him . She stands back up and shimmies out of her shorts, letting them fall to the floor . " I want to be your slut in every way," she says, her eyes never leaving his cock as it's expertly worshipped by Poki. "I want you to use every inch of me, to make me feel like the whore I truly am."

Thomas reaches forward and gives her ass a hard slap, his hand connecting with a resounding smack . He can't help but moan as Poki's warm, wet mouth continues to work his cock, her eyes watching him intently as she takes him deeper . " That's a good start, Rae, but keep going."

Rae's eyes light up with excitement as she drops to her knees, her hands reaching down to spread her pussy wide for Thomas's inspection . " Look at this cunt, Master , It's so fucking wet for you, so eager to be filled by your massive cock." She starts to finger herself, "I want to be your cum dumpster," she says, her voice getting higher with each word . " I want you to fuck me so hard that I'm nothing but a mess of cum and sweat." She continues to masturbate, her movements growing more frantic as she talks about all the kinky things she'd love to do for him . " I could fuck myself with a dildo, edge myself with a vibrator," She looks up at him with wide, hopeful eyes, her cheeks flushed with arousal . " I just want to serve you in any way you'd like."

She pulls away from Thomas's cock with a pop, smiling up at him . " See how much she wants it, Master?" she says, her voice a soft purr . " We are going to have so much fun with her!" Poki wipes her mouth and stands, moving to stand behind Rae.

Thomas can't help but be impressed by Rae's eager performance . " Come here, Rae," he commands, his voice a deep rumble of approval . " You've done well , now it's time for your reward." He pats his lap, gesturing for her to straddle him . " Ride my cock like the good little slut you are," he says, his eyes dark with lust . " Show me how much you crave it, how much you need it." He watches her intently, his cock standing at attention as he waits for her to position herself over him.

Rae's legs tremble slightly as she straddles Thomas, her pussy slick and ready . She looks into his eyes, her own filled with excitement and apprehension . " P-please, Master, fill me up," she begs, her voice shaking with anticipation . She lowers herself down slowly, inch by inch, feeling herself stretch to accommodate his size . When she's fully seated , she gasps , her eyes rolling back at the feeling of fullness . She starts to rock her hips, building a steady rhythm as she rides him, her hands gripping his shoulders for balance . " Ah, yes, just like that," she moans, her voice growing louder with each thrust.

"You're such a good girl," he says, his hands reaching around to squeeze her ass . " Ride my cock like it's the only thing that matters in your life." He slaps her ass, the sound echoing in the room as he feels her pussy tighten around his cock . " Keep going," he groans, his grip on her hips tightening . He watches her face contort in a mix of pleasure and pain, his own excitement growing with each of her cries . " That's it," he murmurs, his voice low and encouraging . " You're doing so good, my little slut."

Rae's breath comes in ragged gasps as she rides Thomas, her eyes never leaving his . She feels a rush of pleasure at his words, his dominance only making her want to serve him more . " I'm going to cum," she whines, her voice high-pitched and desperate . " Can I, Master?" she asks, her body trembling.

Thomas smirks up at Rae, his hands gripping her hips tightly . " You can cum when I do," he says, his voice firm . " Keep riding, keep serving me . Show me how much you want to be my good little slut." He starts to thrust up into her, meeting her movements with his own, his eyes locked onto hers . " You're going to hold it, Rae," he says, his tone leaving no room for argument . " You're going to make me cum, and only then will you be allowed to cum all over my cock." His eyes are dark with desire as he watches her, his own climax building . He can feel his cock swelling inside her, and his strokes become more erratic as he nears the edge.

Rae's eyes widen slightly at the challenge, but she nods eagerly . " Yes, Master," she says, her voice thick with lust . She starts to talk dirty, her voice a mix of desperation and excitement . " I'm going to make you cum so hard," she says, her hips moving faster and faster . " I'll be your perfect little fuck toy, just like Poki." She leans forward, her breasts bouncing with each movement as she rides him . " You can do whatever you want to me," she gasps, her eyes half-closed with pleasure.

Thomas's breathing grows ragged as he feels his orgasm approaching . " Look at me, Rae," he commands, his voice strained . " Look into my eyes when I cum in you." He can feel his balls tightening, the pressure building up . With one final, powerful thrust, he cums deep inside her, his eyes never leaving hers . " Good girl," he praises, his voice a low growl . " You've earned your release now." He watches as she throws her head back, her body shuddering with pleasure as she cums, her pussy spasming around his cock . He smiles in satisfaction, his hand coming up to gently stroke her cheek . " You did well," he says, his voice softer now, as he leans in to kiss her.

Rae's eyes fly open at the kiss, and she moans into it, her body still trembling from the intense orgasm . " Thank you, Master," she whispers, her voice filled with awe and gratitude . She collapses onto Thomas's chest, panting heavily . " That was..." she starts, but trails off, unable to find the words . " A-amazing," she finally manages, her voice barely above a whisper . She looks over at Poki, her eyes filled with a mix of admiration and camaraderie . " Thank you for sharing him with me," she says, her voice sincere . " I've never felt so alive."

Poki chuckles softly from her place beside her Master's feet, "Master enjoys having us both, I can tell." She looks up at Thomas with a warm smile, her eyes sparkling . " Besides, we're all here to make sure he's happy, aren't we ?" She leans in to kiss him gently on the cheek . " And I can see he's very happy right now," she adds with a giggle . She stands up and starts to gather the discarded clothing . " Come on, let's show Rae around ! You can always use us as your fucktoys again later, Master !"

A/N: I hope you enjoyed this chapter! I'll be focussing on Poki and Rae for a bit. Let me know what you liked in the comments if you can! <3

Chapter 5: Photoshoot

The next morning, Thomas woke up to the sight of Rae and Poki, both completely naked, eagerly worshipping his cock. The soft sounds of their lips and tongues against his skin sent waves of pleasure through his body. He stretched lazily, enjoying the sensation of two pairs of soft hands caressing him, two mouths vying for his attention. "Good morning, my little pets," he murmured, his voice thick with sleep and satisfaction.
"Mmm, good morning, Master," Poki purred, looking up at him with her bright eyes filled with adoration. She licked her lips, her cheeks flushed from her efforts.

Rae stopped sucking his cock for a moment,  "Good morning, Master," she said with a smile before she took a deep breath and dived back down, eager to show him how much she appreciated his attention. She swirled her tongue around the head of his cock, teasing the slit before taking him back into her throat, her eyes watering slightly as she fought her gag reflex. She knew that pleasing him was the most important thing, and she was determined to be the best little slut she could be.

Thomas couldn't help but smirk at the sight before him. "It's definitely a good morning when I wake up to two of the most beautiful women in the streaming world worshipping my cock," he reached down to stroke Poki's cheek, his thumb sliding over her full, red lips. "Keep that mouth busy, Rae. A bitch like you always needs cock in you."

Rae eagerly resumed sucking Thomas's cock again, her eyes watering with each bob of her head as she took him deep into her mouth. She knew that serving him was her purpose, and she was determined to show him just how much she enjoyed it. She moaned around his length, the vibrations adding to the sensation, her hands gently caressing his balls.

"Master, what plans do you have in store for us today?" Poki's voice was filled with eagerness as she looked up at Thomas, her eyes sparkling with excitement. She sat back, her breasts bouncing slightly, and gave him a hopeful smile. "Is there anything in particular you wish us to do to entertain you or serve you?"

"You know what, pets?" he began, his eyes lighting up with mischief. "I've got the perfect idea for what I want to do. We're going to have a sexy photoshoot. You two will be doing all sorts of humiliating poses, just for my viewing pleasure." He winked, his voice filled with anticipation. "What do you say, Rae? Poki? Are you both willing to be my little models for the day?"

Poki's eyes widened with excitement at the mention of a photoshoot, "O-oh, a photoshoot, Master? Are we allowed to dress up? Or is it going to be a nude photoshoot?" Poki was already planning all kinds of poses and outfits in her mind. "I'd be more than happy to show off my nude body for you," she added, her voice dripping with eagerness.

Rae pulled away from Thomas's cock, her eyes sparkling with excitement as she looked up at him. "Oh my god, yes! That sounds like so much fun!" she giggled, her voice filled with excitement. "I'm so ready to be whatever you want us to be." She leaned back in, her eyes never leaving his, and took his cock back into her mouth with renewed enthusiasm. She moaned around his length, her tongue swirling around the head before she took him deep into her throat again, her cheeks hollowing as she did so. Her hands wrapped around the base of his cock, stroking him as she bobbed her head.

Thomas chuckled at Poki's eagerness, gently patting her head. "You can wear something, but I'll leave it up to you to decide what's appropriate for you and Rae. Choose something that will make you both look like the tempting little sluts you are." He watched her with a glint in his eye.

"Master, I can't wait!" Poki squealed, her eyes lighting up with excitement. She bounced on the spot, making her generous breasts jiggle up and down. "I have the perfect outfit in mind for this photoshoot!" She paused for a moment, her thoughts racing with the possibilities.

Thomas pulled his cock from Rae's eager mouth, giving her a firm pat on the cheek. "Good girl," he praised her. "But now, you need to stop worshipping it for a bit. You and Poki both need to go get ready for our little photoshoot."

Rae's face fell for a split second before she composed herself, a pout playing on her lips. "But I love sucking your cock, Master, I want to do it all day," she murmured, her eyes never leaving his. "But if that's what you wish, I'll obey." She stood up gracefully as she turned to Poki.

Poki took Rae's hand in hers,  "Don't worry, Rae, we'll have plenty of opportunities to serve our Master later," she assured her with a smile. "For now, let's go set up in the living room. I've got some cute little props that'll make the photos so much hotter," She led Rae by the hand, her hips swaying as they walked away, giving Thomas a perfect view of their nude asses.

Thomas couldn't help but admire the view as they left the room. He opened his phone and scrolled through his social media for around half an hour, his mind racing with the countless possibilities for the photoshoot. The anticipation was palpable, and his cock remained semi-hard from their earlier play. Eventually, he heard Poki's sweet voice call out from the living room. "Master, we're ready for you," she cooed. He took a deep breath, savouring the moment before standing up to join them.

Thomas strolled down the grand staircase into the living room of the Streamer Mansion. The space was vast, with towering ceilings and windows that allowed natural light to flood in, casting a warm glow over the plush, luxurious furnishings. A massive, state-of-the-art TV hung on one wall, surrounded by a sea of comfortable couches and chairs, perfect for lounging or entertaining. A crackling fireplace at the far end of the room added a cosy ambience, the flames dancing in the early morning light.

As he walked through the living room, Thomas's gaze fell upon the setup that Poki had prepared. She had transformed the far end of the living room into a makeshift photoshoot studio, complete with professional-grade cameras and lights that were already set up and ready to capture everything. The space was empty other than the backdrop of the windows.

Thomas's eyes were immediately drawn to the sight of Rae and Poki kneeling on the floor, dressed in the most ludicrously skimpy and tight bunny outfits he had ever seen. The outfits left absolutely nothing to the imagination, hugging every curve and contour of their bodies like a second skin. The outfits Poki had picked out for both herself and Rae were nothing short of scandalous. The fishnets they wore looked like they had been painted on, highlighting the soft, supple flesh beneath. The headbands with bunny ears perched atop their heads added a playful touch to their attire. Poki's big breasts, pushed up and barely contained by the flimsy fabric, threatened to spill out at any moment. Her ass, perfectly round and firm, was a sight to behold as it jiggled slightly with every movement she made. The outfits accentuated their curves, leaving little doubt as to what lay beneath. Rae's petite frame was on full display in her bunny costume. Her hips and thighs were practically bare, the leotard of the outfit leaving a generous amount of skin exposed. The fabric clung to her tightly, leaving nothing to the imagination as it hugged her small frame. Each of them wore matching bunny ear headbands on their head. 

Rae couldn't contain her excitement any longer. She jumped up from her kneeling position, her heart racing with anticipation. She spun around, her ass cheeks bouncing playfully with the movement. The back of the outfit had a small hole through which a bunny tail poked out. "Look, Master!" she exclaimed, her voice high-pitched with excitement. "Our outfits come with these adorable bunny tail butt plugs!" She bent over slightly, giving Thomas a better view,  "Isn't it just the cutest thing ever?"

Thomas couldn't help but chuckle at the sight of the white fluffy tail poking out the end of her ass. "Indeed, the tails are very cute," he said, his gaze lingering on Poki's breasts, which looked like they were about to pop out of the top at any moment. "You both look like proper little fucktoys, ready for anything," he added with a wicked smile. His eyes travelled over their bodies, drinking in the view. "Those bunny ears complete the look. You did a great job, Poki."

Poki blushed with pride at Thomas's compliment.  "Thank you, Master," she said demurely, her voice dripping with adoration. She turned to the camera, her eyes sparkling with excitement. "What pose would you like us to start with?" She asked, her hands clasped behind her back, pushing her breasts out even further. The anticipation was clear in her voice as she awaited his instructions.

Thomas stepped behind the camera, his cock growing harder as he took in the scene before him. "Let's start simple, I want you both to kiss each other, slow and sensual." His voice was firm yet filled with excitement. "Make it look like you're enjoying it, like you can't get enough of each other's mouths."

Rae nodded eagerly, her eyes sparkling with mischief as she turned to face Poki. She leaned in, closing the distance between them, her breath warm and sweet as it brushed against Poki's lips. Their lips met in a gentle kiss, one that grew more passionate by the second. They both moaned softly into each other's mouths, their tongues dancing together in a silent symphony of desire. The sight was mesmerising, their bodies pressed together, the fabric of their bunny outfits stretching to their limits. Rae's hands reached around Poki's waist, her fingers digging into the soft flesh, pulling her closer as their kiss deepened.

Poki eagerly kissed Rae back, feeling the heat from their lips meld together. Her hand slid down to Rae's ass, giving it a firm squeeze. "Mm, Rae," she murmured, breaking the kiss for just a moment to breathe, "you're so sexy in that outfit. It's like you were made to be a submissive little bunny for our Master." Poki's voice was filled with awe as she took in the sight of Rae, her eyes glossing over with lust. She couldn't believe how much she enjoyed serving Thomas alongside her friend.

Thomas took a few shots of the passionate kiss, his cock growing harder with each click of the camera. "Perfect," he murmured, his voice thick with arousal. "Now, I want you both on your knees, making an aheago face. " He stepped back, giving them enough space to comply with his request.

Both Poki and Rae dropped to their knees, their bodies moving in synchronised obedience. They rolled their eyes back, sticking out their tongues and making the face that Thomas had requested. Poki leaned forward, pushing her chest out further, so that even more of her cleavage showed. She knew how much Thomas loved to see her serve with enthusiasm, and she wasn't going to disappoint. The soft fabric of her bunny costume barely contained her, and the light from the windows cast a heavenly glow over their bodies.

Looking through the camera lens, Thomas couldn't help but chuckle at the sight before him. "You two look like totally dumb whores," he said, his voice filled with amusement and satisfaction. He took a few more photos, capturing their expressions and the way their bodies were positioned. The image of Poki and Rae on their knees, making such ridiculous faces, was something he knew he'd enjoy looking back on.

Rae giggled, her eyes sparkling with mischief. She looked up at Thomas, "We look like that because we are dumb whores, Master!"

Poki couldn't resist joining in "Yes, we are," she agreed, with a smile. "The dumbest, sluttiest bunnies in the whole wide world!"

Thomas's eyes gleamed with approval, "Good pets," he said, his voice dripping with satisfaction. "Now, I want you both to get on all fours and stick your asses in the air." He stepped back to get a better view of the scene, his cock pulsing with excitement.

Poki and Rae both scurried into position. They arched their backs as much as possible, presenting their asses to the camera. The contrast between Poki's thick, round ass and Rae's smaller, more delicate one was stark and incredibly arousing. Poki's ass was like a perfectly sculpted work of art, full and firm, with a delightful little dimple at the base of her spine. Rae's, on the other hand, was perky and tight, her bunny tail wagging with every little wiggle she made. They both looked like they were begging to be fucked.

Thomas took a few more photos, his camera capturing every delicious curve of their bodies. "Alright, now I want you both to spank each other," he instructed, his voice a mix of command and excitement. "Make it look like you're giving it your all, like you're punishing each other for being such naughty bunnies." He watched eagerly as they complied, his cock twitching with every smack of their hands on skin. Poki's hand came down first, slapping Rae's ass with surprising force. Rae yelped, her cheeks turning a delightful shade of pink. Then Rae returned the favour, her hand connecting with Poki's plump cheek with a resounding smack. The sound echoed through the living room, sending shivers of pleasure down Thomas's spine.

They continue to spank each other, their asses jiggling with every impact. Each smack grew more intense, the sound of flesh meeting flesh a symphony of obedience. Poki's hand came down with a fiery passion, her palm reddening as she delivered the punishment to Rae. Rae, in turn, took the spankings with a whine, her eyes watering slightly, but her expression remained one of pure excitement. They traded spanks back and forth, the tempo increasing, their asses growing brighter and redder with every hit. The room was filled with their giggles and gasps, the occasional "ow" and "yes" slipping from their lips.

"That's enough," Thomas said, his voice firm yet filled with satisfaction as he snapped a few final photos of their fully reddened asses. He stepped closer to them, his cock standing tall and proud. "Good girls," he praised, stroking each of their cheeks gently. "Now, Poki, I want you to think of some ideas for the next set of pictures" He looked at her expectantly.

Poki's eyes lit up with excitement as she scurried over to a side table, her bunny tail bobbing behind her. She rummaged through a drawer and returned with a handful of markers. "Master," she purred, her voice dripping with seductive intent, "Would it entertain you if we were to write on our bodies?" She presented the markers to him, her eyes sparkling with mischief.

Thomas replied, "That's a brilliant idea," he said, his voice filled with approval. He took the markers from her and handed one to Rae as well. "I want you both to write the dirtiest, most perverted things you can come up with on each other's bodies," he ordered, his gaze flickering between them. "Make it something that will turn me on." He stepped back, giving them space to work. Poki and Rae looked at each other for a moment, a silent understanding passing between them before they both took a marker and began scribbling eagerly on one another.

Rae took the marker from Thomas, her eyes glinting with a mix of excitement and challenge. She turned to Poki and began to write in bold, exaggerated letters. She started with Poki's thick thighs,  "Cockslut," she wrote, her hand steady and sure. "Bitch", she added, drawing a heart in place of the dot on the i. Starting at her chest, Rae wrote "Master's Fucktoy" in bold, curvy letters across the swell of Poki's cleavage. She next moved to her ass, scribbling, "Fuck Me" in a playful script across the soft flesh.

Poki took the marker with a smirk and turned to Rae. She traced the word "Whore" across Rae's cheeks, her mouth substituting as the 'O. She moved to Rae's forehead, writing "Fuckdoll" in a loopy font. Then she moved down to her cleavage, writing "Slut" with a little heart next to it, her hand lingering to lightly graze Rae's erect nipples. Finally, she scrawled "Bitch" across Rae's thigh.

"Excellent. Now, stand up and turn around, let me see the full picture," he instructed, his gaze hungrily taking in their bodies, now adorned with the crass, yet thrilling words. "Spread your legs wide open and arch your backs. Hands behind your head.  Present yourselves to the camera like the proud little sluts you are."

The girls got into pose, their bodies on full display. They both looked stunning, the words on their skin like a declaration of their devotion to Thomas. The fabric of their bunny costumes strained against their curves, the tails of their plugs peeking out. The room was filled with the sound of the camera shutter clicking away, capturing their lewd artwork. Each time the flash went off, they'd giggle.

"You know what?" Thomas said with a grin, his eyes gleaming with a final idea. "I've got the perfect way to end this photoshoot." He stepped closer to Poki, his cock now at full mast. "Open your mouth," he ordered, and without hesitation, Poki did so. He thrust his cock in, making her gag and her eyes water. "Ah, yes, that's it," he murmured, watching her struggle to breathe around his girth. "It's not fair that you sluts have been teasing me. Looking sexy during all this, I've not had a chance to cum yet today."

With her eyes watering and her cheeks hollowed out, Poki took Thomas's cock deep into her mouth, her throat straining to accommodate his size. Her nose pressed against his pelvis, she breathed through her nose, trying not to choke as he began to thrust in and out. Her saliva coated his shaft, and she could feel his cock swelling even more as he groaned in pleasure. She looked up at him, her eyes pleading for his release, her makeup smudging from the effort.

Rae crawled over to Thomas on all fours. She reached Thomas's feet and looked up at him with a pleading gaze. "Master," she whined, "please, may I also serve?" Thomas nodded, and she eagerly began licking and kissing her way up his legs. When she reached his balls, she took one into her mouth, rolling it around with her tongue, savouring the taste of his arousal. She looked over at Poki, who was now bobbing her head rapidly, taking Thomas's cock as deep as she could. Rae mirrored her actions, taking the other ball into her mouth, sucking gently, her eyes never leaving Thomas's. She knew she had to be careful not to distract Poki, who was working hard to please him.

Thomas's grip tightened in Poki's hair, pulling her head back and forth as he used her mouth like a personal fleshlight. Her gag reflex fought against his relentless pumping, but she took it all, her eyes wide with a mix of pain and pleasure.

With a final grunt, Thomas pulled out, his cock glistening with Poki's saliva. He looked down at both of them, their faces filled with eagerness and adoration. "Look up at me, my lovely little sluts," he instructed, his voice strained with his approaching climax. Poki and Rae both obeyed, their eyes wide and their makeup smudged. Thomas's cock pulsed in the air, and with a roar of pleasure, he painted their faces with his cum. The warm, sticky liquid landed on their cheeks, in their hair, and their eyes. They both blinked, trying to maintain eye contact as the semen slid down their faces, their expressions a mix of shock and exhilaration. "Now, hold that pose," he said, his voice filled with a smug satisfaction as he grabbed the camera, snapping a picture of them both, their faces a canvas of his release. He took a step back to get the full picture, his cum still dripping from their chins. 

A/N: Sorry that it's been a while since an update. Hopefully you all enjoy! 

Chapter 6: Training

Notes:

Characters in this scene: Thomas, Valkyrae, Pokimane
Kinks: Collars, Blowjob, Training
Warnings: None

Thomas had been living in the Streamer Mansion with Poki and Rae for a while now. Each day had been a whirlwind of all kinds of kinky fun. The photoshoot from a few days ago was just one of the many highlights of his time with them. They had both been so perfect. Frankly, he still couldn't believe his luck at getting here in the first place. Every day felt like he was living in heaven. 

And today was going to be just another one of those days. He was sitting at his computer, with Rae under the desk. Her mouth was wrapped around his cock, her eyes looking up at him with adoration as she eagerly took him in and out of her mouth, her cheeks hollowed with each bob of her head. He couldn't help but sigh contentedly, his hand absently playing with her hair as he scrolled through his emails. "You're doing so well, Rae," he murmured, his voice thick with pleasure. 

Rae took his cock out of her mouth for a second, a string of saliva connecting her lips to his shaft. She swiped it away with her tongue and looked at him as she took a moment to breathe. "Thank you, Master. I want to be the best cocksucker in the world for you," she declared, her voice filled with passion. Then, without another word, she took his cock back in her mouth, pushing herself to take him deeper than ever before. Her eyes watered as she fought her gag reflex, her throat stretching around him.

Thomas couldn't help but let out a low moan as Rae took his entire length down her throat. "Fuck, you're incredible," he said, his voice strained with pleasure. "You have some pretty good competition from Poki, though; it will take a lot to beat her."

Just as Thomas mentions her, Poki walks into the room, her hips swaying with each step. She's wearing the same maid outfit she has worn before. Her wavy brown hair cascaded down her back. She placed a delicate plate with a perfectly arranged breakfast of eggs, toast, and fruit on the desk next to Thomas. "Good morning, Master," she said sweetly. She bent over slightly, giving Thomas a clear view of her generous cleavage as she set the plate down, ensuring the meal was within arm's reach. "What are you saying, I provide good competition in?"

Thomas looks up from his screen, "In sucking my cock, of course, there isn't much else you are good for," he says, his hand wrapping around Poki's hip. "Rae here has just declared her ambition to be the best in the world, and she's working very hard to achieve that goal." He smirks down at Rae, whose eyes are watering as she nods vigorously. 

Poki giggles softly, "Oh, I can see Rae's really putting her all into it," she says, her voice light and teasing. "But I just don't think she can catch up to me, Master. I've had so much practice," she adds, her smile turning a little smug. 

Rae pulls off Thomas's cock, her eyes sparkling with determination. "Don't you worry, Master," she says, wiping a stray strand of saliva from her chin. "I'll practice all day if you'll let me. I want to be as good as Poki," she says, looking up at him with a fiery glint in her eyes. 

Thomas smirks, "Is that so?" he asks, his hand still stroking Rae's hair. "Well, I guess we'll have to see about that." He looks at Poki, "Guess you are going to have to practice lots to stay ahead." He reaches out with his free hand and gives Poki's plump ass a firm smack, watching it jiggle with the impact.

"M-Master," Poki stammers, her cheeks flushing a darker shade of red as she feels the sting from his smack. "I'll practice whenever I can. I want to make sure I'm always ready for your cock," she says, her voice dripping with lust. She straightens up, her hands clasped behind her back in a submissive pose. "But, for now, is there anything in particular you wish for us to do to entertain or serve you today?" She asks, her mind already racing with ideas for how to make Thomas's day even more enjoyable.

Thomas closes out of what he was doing on the computer and leans back in his chair, his gaze travelling between the two of them. "As a matter of fact," he says, his tone turning serious, "I do have something in mind. It's been a while since I've had a proper training session with either of you. I want you both to strip down and kneel before me." He snaps his fingers, and the sound echoes through the room, a clear indication that he expects immediate compliance. 

Rae eagerly crawled out from under the desk, her naked body gliding over the plush carpet. As she emerged, Thomas couldn't help but admire her petite yet athletic frame. Her tanned skin was glowing with excitement, and her firm, perky breasts bobbed with each movement. She knelt before him, her legs spread slightly apart, and placed her hands palm down on her thighs, her back straight and her gaze unwavering. 

 Without a second thought, Poki starts to untie her maid's apron, allowing it to fall to the floor.  She takes off her frilly dress, her fuller breasts spilling out of the corset, her curves more pronounced without the dress to hide them. Her heart racing as she feels the cool air against her bare skin. Finally, she removes the thong, her shaved pussy glistening with arousal. With a graceful dip, she gets down on her knees, her voluptuous figure mirroring Rae's position. Her large, brown eyes gaze up at Thomas with a mix of desire and obedience, her breathing shallow and fast. "Master," she whispers, her voice trembling with anticipation, "we're ready for our training."

Thomas took a bite of the toast Poki had so meticulously prepared, savouring the taste as he watched the two girls kneel before him. He swallowed before speaking, his voice firm yet gentle. "Now, I want you both to tell me what you think your place is here." 

Rae takes a deep breath, her chest rising and falling, "My place is to serve you, to be used by you, to be nothing more than a toy for your pleasure. I am your fuckdoll, your whore, your bitch." She takes a moment to let her words hang in the air, her eyes never leaving Thomas's. "I live to satisfy your every whim, to make you cum, to feel your dominance over me in every way possible." Her cheeks flush, and she can feel her pussy growing wetter as she degrades herself further. "I will do anything, endure anything, to be the best little slut I can be for you."

Poki bows her head slightly, her voice a soft whisper. "Master, I am nothing more than a dumb bitch, a mindless toy for you to play with as you wish." She raises her gaze to meet Thomas's, her eyes wide and innocent. "My purpose is whatever you say it is. If you want me to be your personal maid, your cumdumpster, or just someone to order around, I will be that and more." She swallows, her voice trembling with submissive excitement. "I am here to serve, to obey, and to fulfil your desires, no matter how degrading or humiliating they may seem. I live to be your property, to be used and enjoyed by you in any way that brings you pleasure. What I think doesn't matter. Only what you believe my purpose is, Master."

Thomas takes another bite of his toast, his eyes roaming over the two kneeling beauties before him. He chews slowly, savouring the moment, before swallowing and speaking up, his voice filled with approval. "Very good, my pets," he says, a warm smile playing on his lips. "You both understand your place here perfectly. Your first lesson today will be about showcasing your bodies for my pleasure. Why don't you tell me how to do so, and why it's important?"

Rae's eyes light up with excitement as she eagerly responds to Thomas's question. "It's crucial that we always show off our bodies because it's a sign of our submission to you. It's our way of saying, 'We are yours to do with as you please.' It's not just about looking sexy or getting attention; it's about being vulnerable and open to your desires. When we strip down and pose for you," She licks her lips, her eyes glancing over at Poki. "Plus, it's super hot knowing that we're turning you on, and that you could take us at any moment." 

Poki nods in agreement with Rae, "As your sex slaves, Master, it's our duty to be visually appealing to you at all times. We can show off by wearing revealing outfits, bending over to reveal our asses and tits, or even by walking around the house naked, so you're always reminded of our availability." She looks up at Thomas, her eyes wide and hopeful. "But it's not just about how we look, Master. It's about our actions, too. We can be more attentive to your needs, always eager to please you, whether it's by bringing you a cold drink or offering ourselves to you whenever you wish. It's all about making sure you're satisfied and that you know we're always ready to be used." 

Rae smiles, her voice a little breathy as she leans forward, her hands coming up to cup her own breasts, pushing them together and upward, presenting them to him. "We should always be in positions that highlight our assets. It's about making sure that everything we do, everything we say, every move we make, is designed to be pleasing to you. Whether we're kneeling like this, our asses in the air," she shifts slightly, arching her back, her plump ass wiggling slightly, "or on all fours, with our pussies on display. Everything we do is to serve you, to show you that we're yours, body and soul."

Thomas couldn't help but grin at their eagerness, feeling incredibly lucky to have two such stunning women willing to do anything for his pleasure. "You're both absolutely right," he says, his voice filled with a sense of amazement that he's even in this situation. "You know how much it turns me on to see you both so eager to please me. It's like I've hit the jackpot with you two."

With a smirk, Thomas reaches out and gives each of them a firm slap on the cheek. Poki lets out a loud moan as his palm connects, "But don't get too complacent, my pets. You can always push yourselves further. For example, right now you should arch those backs for me and push those tits out. You can always be doing more to show off your slutty bodies."

Rae shifts her posture, arching her back and pushing her chest forward so that her small, perky breasts are presented to Thomas, "I'm sorry, Master," she whispers, her cheeks reddening from the slap, "I'll make sure to be even more aware of how I serve you. I want to be the best slut for you, to always look my absolute most desperate and eager. Is this better?" she asks, her voice trembling slightly. "I'll do anything to make it up to you."

Thomas nods in approval at Rae's quick adjustment. He then turns to Poki, "What are you waiting for?" he says, his eyes darkening slightly. "You need to show off that body of yours better, too, bitch. Rae's got the right idea." He slaps her hard across the face, the sound echoing through the room. "I want to see those tits of yours, and that ass, always ready to be fucked." The force of his slap sends a jolt through Poki's body, and she stumbles slightly. "Do better, slut," he commands.

Poki lets out a soft moan as Thomas's hand connects with her cheek. She quickly rights herself, "Y-yes, Master," she stammers, immediately changing her position. She arches her back, pushing her full breasts up and together, the tips pointing straight at him like an offering. She opens her legs wider, her knees spreading apart as she leans back, her hands now reaching behind her to spread her plump ass cheeks. "Is this more pleasing to you, Master?" she asks, her voice quivering with anticipation. She can feel the cool air against her wet pussy.

Thomas stands up, his eyes scanning over both Rae and Poki, a pleased smile curling his lips. He walks around them. "Much better," he says, his voice a low rumble of approval. "You both are improving so nicely. Remember, your bodies are my playthings, my works of art to be displayed for my enjoyment at all times." He stops in front of them, looking down at their eager faces. "Keep up this level of devotion, and I'll make sure you're both rewarded." He reaches down, caressing their cheeks before giving them both a gentle pat on the head, a gesture that sends a shiver of pleasure down their spines. 

"Now, it's time to teach you something else important," Thomas says, his voice taking on a more serious tone. "Every single moment of your day should be dedicated to serving me. If I haven't given you a task, then it's up to you to find ways to improve yourselves, to become even better sluts for me. You should be thinking of ideas to serve me, to entertain me, to make me proud."  He looks into their eyes, searching for any signs of hesitation. "Do you understand?"

Rae nods fervently, her eyes never leaving Thomas's. "Yes, Master, we will always strive to be the best sluts for you, no matter what the task."

Poki echoes her agreement, her voice shaky with excitement, "We understand, Master."

Thomas nods, pleased with their responses. "Good girls," he says,  "Now, we are going to practice some of your poses." He walks around the room, his eyes scanning the two of them as they await his command. He stops in front of them and points to the floor. "Both of you, get into a deep bow."

Poki's eyes widen slightly, but she doesn't hesitate. With a graceful motion, she stretches her arms as far forward as they can go, her breasts pressing against the plush carpet. Her legs fold beneath her, and she presses her face to the floor, her nose and cheeks squishing against the fibres. She arches her back, pushing her plump ass high into the air, offering it up to Thomas. Her breaths come out in short, eager pants as she waits for his next instruction.

Rae watches Poki closely, her eyes tracing the other girl's movements as she mimics her pose. She moves her body into a perfect copy of Poki's, her own firm ass in the air, her cheek pressing into the floor as she mirrors Poki's graceful submission. Rae's heart races as she feels the coolness of the carpet against her skin. She whispers, "Just like this, Master?" 

Thomas takes a moment to appreciate the view before walking around them, his hand raising and coming down with a firm smack on each of their asses in turn. "Exactly like that," he says with a nod of approval. "You're both doing so well. Keep up the good work," he adds with a smirk. He takes a step closer to Poki, his hand tracing the curve of her ass before delivering another, slightly harder smack. 

Thomas can't help but chuckle at their eagerness, his cock twitching slightly at the sight before him. "You know," he says, his voice a low purr, "you're both so good at this, I hardly know what to teach you next. However, I don't want you to get too comfortable. There's always room for improvement." He pauses, looking at them both with a glint in his eye. "And as a token of how proud I am of you, I have a little surprise."

Thomas struts over to the wardrobe, his hand reaching inside to pull out two brand new, gleaming collars. Each one has a name tag attached, and he holds them up for the girls to see. One reads 'Fuckdoll' and the other 'Cumdump'. "I had these made special just for my pets," he says with a wicked grin. "Would you like to wear them, Poki?" He dangles the 'Fuckdoll' collar in front of her, the metal chain jingling softly. "And you, Rae? Would you like to be my cumdump?" He offers her the second collar, his eyes twinkling with mischief as he waits for their reactions.

Poki's eyes light up at the sight of the collars, and she nods eagerly. "Oh, yes, Master," she breathes, her voice filled with anticipation. "I'd be honoured to wear a collar from you." She sits up slightly. She watches as Thomas approaches her, her heart racing as he fastens the collar around her neck. The cold metal feels so right, so much a part of her now. She feels a thrill run through her body, a reminder of her complete surrender to him. "Thank you, Master," she whispers, her voice filled with genuine gratitude.

Rae's eyes widen as Thomas approaches her with the collar. She can feel her heart racing with excitement. "Yes, please, Master," she says, her voice a little shaky. As he fastens the collar around her neck, she can't help but let out a small whimper of pleasure. The metal feels like a symbol of her submission, a constant reminder that she's his to use. She looks up at him, her eyes filled with adoration. "Thank you, Master," she murmurs, her cheeks flushing with excitement. 

Thomas nods with satisfaction,  "Now that you're both properly labelled, it's time to put these collars to good use. Rae, you know what to do." He gestures towards his cock, which is still fully erect. "Get on your knees and show me how much you love my cock."

Rae's eyes light up with excitement at Thomas's command, and she eagerly leans forward, her mouth watering as she wraps her lips around his cock. She takes him in deep, her cheeks hollowing as she starts to bob her head up and down, her tongue swirling around his shaft.  She takes him even deeper, her throat tightening around his girth, her eyes never leaving his as she eagerly devours his cock, desperate to show him just how much she cherishes her role as his cumdump. 

With a sly smile, Poki slinks forward on all fours, her movements sensuous and deliberate as she approaches Thomas. She runs her hands up and down his body, her nails lightly scratching his skin as she whispers, "Master, your cock is so big and hard, it's just perfect for ruining sluts like us."

Thomas can't help but groan as Rae's mouth envelops his cock, He grips her hair tightly, guiding her movements as he starts to face fuck her, pushing his cock deeper into her throat with every thrust. Her gagging noises only serve to excite him further, and he revels in the power he holds over her. "That's it," he murmurs, "take it all." He watches as her eyes water and her cheeks flush, the sight of her struggling to accommodate him only making him harder. He knows she loves every second of it, that she thrives on serving him like this. He can feel his orgasm building, and with a grunt, he warns her, "I'm going to cum down your throat, Rae. You'd better swallow every drop."

His hips start to jerk uncontrollably, and with a guttural moan, he explodes into her mouth. He holds her in place, watching her eyes water and cheeks bulge as she struggles to swallow his hot, thick cum. She gags slightly, but she never stops, her eyes locked on his as she takes every drop of his seed. He can feel her throat contract around him, eagerly milking his orgasm, and it's all he can do not to collapse from the intensity of it. When he's finally spent, he pulls out of her mouth, his cock glistening with her saliva and his own cum. "Good girl," he praises, his voice still thick with lust. "You really are the best cumdump I've ever had." He reaches down and gently strokes her cheek, his other hand still tangled in her hair.

Rae does her best to swallow it all. When he finally pulls out, she gasps for air. She licks her lips, savouring the taste of him as she looks up at him with pure adoration. "Thank you, Master," she whispers, her voice hoarse from the intense face fucking.  "I'll always be ready for you, no matter when or where you want to use me."

Poki watches the scene with a mix of envy and excitement. Her pussy is soaking wet, and she desperately wants to rub it as Thomas's cock pulses with his release. She whines softly, "Master, please, may I serve you next?"

Thomas chuckles, his breath still heavy from his orgasm. He strokes her cheek, his eyes scanning her needy expression. "Not right now, my little Fuckdoll," he says gently, his voice still thick with pleasure. "Your turn will come, don't worry. For now, let's all relax." He sinks back into the plush chair and turns back to the computer. His mind was racing with ideas for what to do next.

A/N: Sorry, it's been a bit since this fic got updated. I've been writing two other stories alongside this one, and have just finished a fairly big section in one of them. 

After the next chapter, I will be adding another girl, probably LilyPichu. I've written out a full plan for this fic, and if any girl is tagged, then they are someone I plan on including eventually.

Chapter 7: Date Night Part 1

The next day dawned, and Thomas stood before the full-length mirror in his spacious bedroom, adjusting his tie and smoothing out the fabric of his fancy three-piece suit. The tailored outfit hugged his muscular form, the crisp white shirt stark against the navy blue vest and jacket. A silver watch gleamed at his wrist, and his shoes were so shiny they could reflect the light. He felt like a king. He had never worn something this fancy before. 

Thomas smiles to himself, thinking about the evening ahead. It's not every day you get to dress up like this. But it's all for the date night he had planned with Rae and Poki. Sure, he loved using them as his fucktoys, but he wanted more than just that. he wanted to know them, to create sweet memories together. Memories that didn’t just involve them begging for his cum, but ones where they could actually get to know each other outside of the bedroom. He knew they were eager to please, and he had every intention of indulging in their submissive desires, but he also craved a connection.

The anticipation had been building all day. He had made sure to book a table at the fanciest restaurant in town, ensuring that every detail was perfect. The girls had been informed to dress their absolute best, something that made him feel even more excited. He knew they would look stunning, no matter what they chose to wear. He had been waiting patiently, checking his watch every few minutes. The thought of them getting ready, choosing their outfits with him in mind, had him feeling like the luckiest man alive. They had said they would come to him when they were ready. Hopefully, it will be any minute now. 

As he waited, his mind drifted to thoughts of the future. He didn't have to stop here. Having two girls like them was incredible, but he could get Poki to bring practically any streamer he could think of. The power was intoxicating.  The thought of it all had him growing harder by the second. He was going to go one by one, breaking each girl individually before getting Poki to bring in the next. He just had to decide who; there were far too many incredible options. Lily, Emiru, Sakura, Cinna, and so many more, all options completely at his disposal. 

Finally, Thomas's thoughts are interrupted by a gentle knock at the door. He turns away from the mirror, his eyes gleaming with excitement as he opens the door to reveal the two girls. 

Valkyrae steps in, wearing a tight, short black dress that clings to her curves, leaving little to the imagination. The sleeveless design showcases her toned arms, her dark brown hair cascading down her bare shoulders in soft waves. She had chosen a dress whose fabric looked like it was painted on. It ended scandalously high up her thighs. The neckline plunged dangerously low, showcasing a generous amount of her ample cleavage. Her eyes sparkle with excitement as she looks up at Thomas, her full, pink lips curling into a smile. She had spent hours getting ready for this date.

Pokimane enters behind her with a graceful twirl, wearing a stunning, silk red dress. The material is so thin it practically whispers against her skin. The dress has a large slit that runs all the way down the right side, exposing nearly all of her thick, luscious thigh. She's chosen to leave her long, black hair down, the waves cascading over her shoulders and brushing against the dress, creating an elegant contrast. Her breasts are impossible to miss; they're pushed together by the dress's tight neckline, creating a tantalising cleavage that seems to beckon for Thomas's gaze. Her nipples are visible through the flimsy fabric, already pebbled with excitement. She's chosen not to wear a bra, leaving her breasts free to bounce with every step she takes. 

Rae’s gaze lingers on Thomas, her eyes travelling up and down his outfit before she gasps, “Oh my god, Master, that suit looks so good on you!”  Her voice is filled with genuine awe as she takes in every detail, from the sharp creases to the way the material hugs his broad shoulders and tapered waist. She couldn't help but think how commanding and powerful he looked. 

Thomas’s eyes widen as he takes in the sight of the two gorgeous women before him. He couldn’t believe his luck. He had to compose himself to avoid drooling. He took a deep breath and said, "Thank you, my lovely pets. You both look absolutely stunning in your dresses." He couldn’t help but let his gaze linger on their bodies, his eyes devouring every inch of exposed skin. 

Rae giggles, her cheeks flushing at Thomas’s compliment, and she spins around in a circle, giving him a better view of the dress she had so meticulously chosen. “Thank you, Master Thomas. I picked it out just for you!” 

Poki smirks mischievously,  “She isn't lying, you know, it took Rae almost half an hour to pick out that dress. She wanted to make sure she looked absolutely perfect for your taste, Master.” She nudges Rae with her elbow, her eyes twinkling slightly. 

Rae's smile falters for a moment before she stomps her foot playfully. “Poki, you didn’t have to tell him that!” she whines, feigning annoyance. She runs a hand down the side of her dress, smoothing out an imaginary wrinkle. “But it’s true, I wanted to make sure I looked irresistible for our date tonight. I hope I did okay?” She looks up at him through her lashes, a hint of vulnerability in her voice. She hadn’t felt this nervous about impressing someone in a long time.

Thomas laughs warmly, his eyes never leaving Valkyrae's stunning figure. "Rae, you always look irresistible, whether you're in a fancy dress or not. And Poki, I'm sure you looked just as incredible picking out your outfit," he says, his gaze flickering over to Pokimane's equally alluring attire. "You both did a phenomenal job," he adds, his voice filled with genuine appreciation.

"Thank you, Master," Pokimane says sweetly, her eyes lighting up with gratitude.  "But if you don't mind me asking, where exactly are we heading tonight?" She asks. She hadn't been privy to the details of the date night, and the anticipation was killing her. 

"I've made us a reservation at 'The Gilded Fork', I've been told it's one of the fanciest restaurants here," Thomas replies, his tone filled with excitement. "It's only a 20-minute drive from here. I thought it would be a perfect place."

Valkyrae's eyes widen in excitement, her smile growing even brighter. "Oh, The Gilded Fork? I've heard so much about that place!" She says, practically bouncing. "I've always wanted to check it out. The food is supposed to be amazing. I can't believe we're actually going there!" Her voice is filled with a mix of excitement and awe, and she can't help but clasp her hands together in excitement, her breasts jiggling slightly with the motion. 

"Ooh, I've seen that place on Instagram!" Pokimane exclaims, her eyes lighting up with excitement. "We should take one of the cars from the garage. We've been cooped up in the mansion for so long, we haven’t had the chance to use them yet!" She adds.

Thomas nods in agreement with a smirk, his arms snaking around the waists of both girls. He pulls them close, feeling their curves press against him. "That was exactly my plan, come on, let's get going." His grip on them tightens slightly as they walk out of his room and down the grand staircase, their heels clicking on the marble floor, echoing through the mansion's hallowed halls. 

Eventually, the trio makes their way down to the garage. The room is well-lit, showcasing a lineup of sleek, high-end cars that range from a gleaming Lamborghini to a classic Ferrari. Each car is spotless, looking as if it has never seen the light of day. Thomas looks over the selection with a proud smile, feeling like a kid in a candy store.  The scent of leather and gasoline fills the air, mingling with the faint perfume of the two beauties by his side. 

Thomas stops in front of a black Aston Martin, his eyes widening in awe. He turns to Pokimane, his eyebrows raised. "Poki, you never cease to amaze me," he says, his voice filled with both admiration and a hint of incredulity. "How on earth did you manage to get all these cars, on top of this entire mansion? I keep finding out more and more about this place." He runs his hand over the cool metal of the car's hood, his eyes never leaving hers.

Pokimane giggles coyly, "Let's just say I know some important folks who wanted to help me out, or owed me some favours." She winks at him, "Is this the car you want to drive, Master?"

"Definitely," Thomas says with a grin, his eyes sparkling with excitement. "There are so many great cars here, though." He looks around at the various high-end vehicles, his gaze lingering on a Lamborghini and a Ferrari. "I'll have to come down here another day and take each one for a spin."

Poki nudges Rae gently with her elbow and says, "Go on, Rae, fetch the keys for Master like a good girl." She speaks in a commanding tone.

Rae drops to all fours, her knees clicking against the cold cement as she crawls towards the wall of keys. Her dress rides up even further, exposing the bare, rounded cheeks of her ass and the complete lack of underwear. Thomas can't help but stare straight at her ass as she goes. She reaches the wall and paws through the keys with her fingers, her movements deliberately exaggerated and sensual. Finally, she finds the one for the Aston Martin, and with a little flourish, she picks it up in her teeth and crawls back to Thomas. She drops the key into his hand, her tongue darting out to lick her lips seductively as she does so. "Here, Master," she says.

Thomas chuckles lowly. He pats her head gently once she's close enough, a smug smile playing on his lips. "Good girl," he murmurs, his thumb stroking her cheek. "Always eager to serve." He takes the key from her mouth and pockets it. 

Rae giggles and stands back up, her cheeks a slight shade of pink. She smooths out her dress, making sure everything is in place before speaking. "Of course, I live to serve, Master." She says it with such earnestness that it sends a thrill down Thomas's spine.

Thomas opens the door to the Aston Martin and takes a seat on the lovely seat inside. "Rae, I want you to sit in the front with me." He says, "It'll give him a chance to admire her ass in that dress the whole ride there. Poki, you can sit in the back. Maybe you can enjoy the view too."

Pokimane pouts, her bottom lip jutting out slightly as she watches Thomas and Rae climb into the front of the car. "Fine, I guess I'll just have to make do with the backseat," she says in a faux-disappointed tone, her eyes sparkling with mischief. As she slides into the luxurious leather of the backseat, she says, "But I get it on the way back!"

Thomas nods, smiling at Pokimane's playfulness. "Of course, Poki." He starts the engine, the sound echoing through the garage. He shifts the car into gear, and they pull out of the garage and into the evening roads, the powerful engine purring beneath them as they make their way to The Gilded Fork. The lights from the other vehicles cast a soft glow on their faces as they drive.

On the drive to the restaurant, the three of them make idle conversation, with Valkyrae constantly suggesting they pull over so she could flash her master. Thomas, amused by her antics, keeps his eyes on the road, though his grip on the steering wheel tightens slightly at the thought. He reminds her that there's plenty of time for that later, much to her dramatic sigh of disappointment. They discuss their days before the mansion and the latest gossip in the streaming community.

"It's been quite some time since either of you has streamed, hasn't it?" Thomas says, glancing at the rearview mirror to meet Pokimane's eyes. His smile widens, a hint of tease in his voice. "When do you think you'll be back to streaming again?" He asks, genuinely curious. 

Rae giggles, "Why would we need to stream when we have you, Master? I mean, think about it. We could spend hours entertaining ourselves with your massive cock instead of playing games for other people's amusement." Her voice is playful,  "Besides, you know how much we love making you happy."

Poki pipes up from the back, "If you wish for us to stream, all you have to do is order it," she says with a coy smile, "and, of course, we'd be more than happy to do so. You would probably have to pick out what we wear for the stream, though, Master."

Rae turns to Thomas with a smirk, "At least Poki's audience is aware of the mansion, Master. She posted about it all over her social media," she says, "But, as for me, I've been keeping my arrival a secret. I bet they're all dying to know why I've been so quiet lately," she adds, a hint of pride in her voice. 

Thomas laughs, "You are insatiable, Rae,"  his eyes flick to the rearview mirror to catch Pokimane's gaze. "But yes, I'll let you stream again soon. Maybe I'll even make a surprise guest appearance. Imagine the donations rolling in as I fuck you live on camera, Rae," he says, his voice dripping with mischief. 

Rae feels her cheeks heat up. She can't help but let out a soft moan at the thought of being used for his pleasure in front of thousands of viewers. "If you really want, Master," she says, her voice thick with desire, "I'd be more than happy to stream whatever you'd like. Whether it's you taking me in every hole, or having me tied up and teased. I'm all yours," Her body squirms slightly in her seat. The idea of being so exposed and used for his amusement is incredibly arousing, and she can feel her pussy growing wetter with every passing second.

Thomas' eyes widen as he takes in Rae's enthusiastic response. He hadn't expected her to be so on board with the idea. "Hold on, Rae," he says, his voice a little strained. "I was just teasing. I don't actually expect you to do that." He clears his throat loudly. 

Pokimane giggles from the backseat, leaning forward to rest her chin on the back of the front seat. "If you did decide to make us stream, I'd be more than happy to do whatever you say, Master. After all, I'm your good little submissive slut," she says, her voice dripping with sweet obedience. She runs her hand over her thigh, tracing the edge of her dress's slit. "And if you want me to be even more... accessible for the audience, I could wear something more revealing. Even if you are just teasing, we would do it."

Thomas shakes his head in disbelief, his eyes glancing between the road and the mirror to catch Pokimane's smouldering gaze. "You two really are insatiable," he murmurs, his voice thick with a mix of amusement and lust. "I might just have to think about your offer for another day. But for now, let's enjoy our date without worrying about the cameras." He reaches over to pat Rae's thigh gently, his hand lingering there for a moment before returning to the steering wheel. "We're almost there, my loves. Try to behave yourselves at the restaurant," he adds with a smirk.

"Oh, I'll be on my best behaviour, Master," Pokimane says, her eyes glinting with mischief. "But only because I know you'll punish me if I'm naughty."

Thomas just chuckles, shaking his head again. He pulls into the parking area of The Gilded Fork, the elegant exterior bathed in soft golden lights. Thomas steps out of the car, stretching his legs. He offers his hand to Rae first, then to Pokimane, helping both of them out of the Aston Martin with a courteous smile. "Welcome, ladies," he says, his gaze lingering on their stunning figures. 

"Thank you, Master," Rae says, taking his hand and gracefully standing up. She can feel the anticipation building in her chest. She smooths down her dress, ensuring every inch of it is perfect before linking arms with him, her heart racing with excitement for the evening ahead.

Pokimane takes Thomas's hand with a giggle, feeling the warmth of his skin as she stands,  leaning into his touch. She straightens out her own dress, making sure that her cleavage is displayed to perfection. "
This place really does look great," she says, looking around. 

Thomas leads the way with confidence, "It does, I made a great choice" With one hand curled around each of the girls' waists, he leads them forward, into the restaurant. 

The Gilded Fork's grand entrance, adorned with golden fixtures and velvet drapes, opens up to a spacious dining area with a gleaming marble floor. The walls are lined with rich mahogany panels and adorned with exquisite artwork. Soft music plays from an unseen source, setting a romantic mood that fills the air. The aroma of fine dining wafts through the room, a tantalising blend of rich spices and succulent meats that tickles the nostrils and makes the mouth water.  The staff is impeccably dressed, ensuring that every need is met before it's even spoken. The table settings are pristine, with silverware that shines like a mirror and crystal glasses that sparkle with the light. 

As the trio enters, the host approaches them with a professional smile. "Welcome to The Gilded Fork. Your table is already prepared," he says, gesturing to a beautifully set table in the corner of the room. The table is adorned with a single red rose at each setting, and a bottle of chilled champagne chills in a silver ice bucket. The plush chairs are pulled out for them to sit. They take their seats, Poki and Rae both sitting opposite Thomas as the host pours a glass of champagne for each of them. The bubbles dance in the flutes, reflecting the soft glow of the pendant lights above. "Your server will be with you shortly to take your orders," the host says before retreating with a slight bow.

Pokimane gasps as she looks around the restaurant, her eyes wide with wonder. She's never been to a place this fancy before, and she has been to plenty of fancy places, "Oh my goodness," she whispers, her voice filled with awe. "This place is absolutely stunning. The decor, the lighting, the smells, it's perfect" She looks down at her own reflection in the gleaming silverware,  "Thank you so much for bringing us here."

Valkyrae nods in agreement, her eyes scanning the restaurant. They were seated right in the corner of the whole building, far away from any of the other guests. It seemed like it was a quiet night here. "It's perfect, far away from the prying eyes of anyone who might recognise us." 

Thomas chuckles as he hands each of them a menu, his eyes twinkling with excitement. "Exactly, it's perfect, we can eat some nice food, talk, enjoy ourselves, and then have some fun when we get back."

A/N: Not much smut in this one at all, but I promise there will be lots at the end of this segment. The next chapter should be up soon, featuring the bulk of the date. 

Chapter 8: Date Night Part 2

Pokimane takes the menu and opens it up, her eyes scanning over the exotic dishes and fancy names. "Oh my goodness," she says in a low voice, her eyes wide with excitement. "Everything here looks amazing," she says, her gaze lingering over the price tags. "I've never seen a menu with so many things I want to try!" She looks down at the menu again, her finger tracing over the options.

Rae  nods in agreement with Pokimane, "There are so many good things here." She takes a sip of the champagne, the bubbles tickling her nose.. "But, I'm more interested in what you're going to order for us, Master," she says.

Thomas leans back in his chair, his gaze flicking between the two of them. He raises an eyebrow at Rae "Are you sure you want me to make all the decisions tonight?" he asks, his voice low and seductive. "You might end up with something you don't like," he teases gently. 

Rae smiles at him, putting the menu down for a second, "I mean, you are the master, and you should get to choose all these things." She pauses for a moment, "But you are right, maybe just this once I'll pick." She picks the menu back up, her eyes scanning the options with renewed interest.

Pokimane rolls her eyes playfully at her, "Oh please, Rae," she says, her voice filled with affectionate amusement. "If Master chose, you'd just pout and say it wasn't what you wanted." She takes a sip of her champagne.

Thomas chuckles, watching the playful banter between the two. "Very well," he says, leaning back in his chair and placing his menu down. "I'll let you both choose your meals, but let's talk about something else. Tell me, how long have you been planning the streamer mansion, Poki?" Once he is finished speaking, he takes a sip of his champagne.

Pokimane's eyes light up with passion, "It's been a fantasy of mine for years. I always knew I wanted a place where I could host my friends, throw amazing parties, and, of course, have some kinky fun." She giggles, her cheeks flushing a soft pink. "But when the opportunity to buy this place came up, I couldn't resist. I've spent months renovating it, and even longer talking to people to see if they would ever be interested in coming. Then I had to put in so much work to set up the giveaway," she leans in closer to Thomas. "And now that you're here, it feels complete," she says with a smile.

Rae looks over at Pokimane with a knowing smile, "Poki has been talking about this for as long as we have known each other. She had this vision of a place where we could all just let go and be the sluts we truly are," she says with a wink. "I'm just surprised it took her this long to turn it into reality," she adds.

Thomas takes another sip of his champagne,  "You've done well," he says with genuine praise in his voice. "It's absolutely perfect. Ever since I got there, it has felt like I've been in heaven."

Poki's smile widens as she looks at Thomas with adoration in her eyes. "Thank you, Master," she says, her voice filled with sincerity. "You really are the perfect master for this mansion. I love how you can be sweet and caring one moment, and then rough and demanding the next," she says, her eyes sparkling with excitement.  "And knowing you're willing to treat us however you like, whether that's with gentle affection or strict dominance, makes me so horny."

Valkyrae nods in agreement, her eyes locked on Thomas with admiration. "You truly are a wonderful master", she says, her voice soft and respectful. "I can't believe how lucky we are to serve someone as amazing as you," she adds with a warm smile.

Thomas feels a blush creep up his cheeks, though he tries to maintain an air of nonchalance. "I haven't done anything particularly special, really," he says, his voice a little shy. "I've just enjoyed having you both at my disposal, to use however I see fit." He pauses for a moment, looking at each of them in turn. "You're both so eager to please, and that's incredibly arousing. I've just been living out my fantasies."

Pokimane reaches over to touch Thomas's hand gently. "You're just being humble, Master," she says, her voice filled with warmth. "When you first came to the mansion, you were so considerate of my boundaries and made sure I was truly okay with everything. You didn't just jump in and start using me," she explains, her eyes never leaving his. "And now, you are taking us out on this incredible date."

Thomas nods, his eyes shining with appreciation for Pokimane's words. "Thank you, Poki," he says, his voice gentle. "But, let's focus on the present," he says with a smirk, gesturing to the menus in front of them. "We really should figure out what to order before we get too distracted." He opens his menu again, his eyes scanning the options with a newfound enthusiasm. "I've been craving their ravioli."

Just as Thomas finishes speaking, a waiter with impeccable timing glides over to the table. His eyes flick briefly over the trio before focusing solely on Thomas, the clear leader of the group. "Good evening," he says, his voice smooth as velvet. "My name is Paul, and I will be your server for the evening. Would you like to order any appetisers, go straight to the main course, or would you prefer to wait for a moment?" He asks, his pen poised over his pad.

Thomas looks up from his menu with a firm decision in his eyes. "We'll start with the ravioli for me, please, Paul," he says, his voice dripping with confidence. "What would you like, girls?" he adds, glancing at Pokimane and Valkyrae.

Rae looks up from her menu and meets Thomas's gaze, "I think I'll have the filet mignon," she says with a smile as she sets the menu down and takes another sip of her champagne.

Poki speaks next, "I'll have the lobster thermidor," she says, her voice a little breathless. "And maybe some garlic bread."

The waiter nods, scribbling down their orders. "Excellent choices," he says with a smile. "We'll get those out to you as soon as possible. In the meantime, would you like to choose any wine or cocktails to complement your meals?"

Thomas shakes his head, his gaze lingering on Pokimane's eager expression. "No, thank you, Paul," he says, his voice firm. "The champagne will suffice for us tonight. We're quite content with that." 

Paul nods once more. He bows slightly before retreating, leaving the trio in their private corner of the restaurant.

Valkyrae idly twirls a strand of her hair, "You know, Thomas," she says with a cheeky smile, "on a night out like this, you're treating us more like girlfriends than sex slaves," she teases, her voice filled with warmth. "But I'm not complaining," she adds, "I quite like this side of you."

Thomas feels a blush spread over his cheeks, but he quickly recovers with a chuckle. "Well, I guess I can be a bit of a softie at times," he admits.

Poki grins at Thomas, "You know what, I think Thomas is just waiting for the right moment to order us to become his girlfriends," she whispers, her eyes sparkling mischievously.

Rae giggles, her cheeks flushing as she looks at Thomas. "You know, since we're not allowed to say no to you, I guess we would have to both be your girlfriends," she says with a playful smirk, her eyes dancing with amusement. 

Thomas's cheeks redden even more at the teasing, his eyes darting between the two of them. "T-That wasn't what I was planning. I just wanted to treat you two to a fun night."

Poking out her bottom lip in a fake pout, her voice dripping with playful innocence. "Oh, so we're not good enough for you to want us as girlfriends?" she asks, her tone light and teasing. "I mean, we do everything you say, we dress up in whatever you want, what more could a man ask for?"

He lets out an exasperated sigh, his eyes glancing down at the table briefly before looking back up at them. "That's not what I meant at all," he says, trying to regain his composure. "You are both incredible, now, stop trying to tease me before I tie both of you up and punish you all evening."

Valkyrae grins at Thomas, "Now that sounds like a fun time, please tie me up and spank me, master!"

Poki giggles at Thomas's flustered state, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "Alright, alright," she says, placing a gentle hand on his arm. "We'll stop teasing for now," she promises, "But if you do want either of us to be your girlfriend, or both of us, all you have to do is ask," she says sweetly, "It's not like we are going to say no to you."

Thomas looks at both of them, his eyes wide with surprise. "Well, I mean, if you both want to be my girlfriends..." he starts, his voice trailing off. "That's not something I had considered before, but it definitely sounds fun though."

Poki leans in closer, her smile turning more serious, her eyes holding Thomas's gaze. "I wasn't joking, Master," she says softly, her voice like silk. "Other than the limits I've set out, you can do absolutely anything with us." 

Thomas grins wickedly, "Since I can do what I want, I think I'd like to see how you both handle a little public display of affection. Rae, get under the table right now and suck my cock" He looks around the dimly lit restaurant, noticing that their table is mostly hidden from view by a large potted plant. "Don't get caught."

Rae's eyes go wide with a mix of excitement and nervousness, and she blushes so hard it seems like her cheeks are on fire. She swallows hard, her eyes darting around the room. She stutters out, "Y-Yes, master, whatever you want." She gulps. The thought of doing something so intimate in a public place sends a thrill through her, making her heart race and her stomach flutter. She glances around the room, noticing that no one seems to be looking their way just yet. 

With trembling hands, she slides out of her chair, dropping to her knees on the plush carpet beneath the table. The heavy tablecloth pools around her, offering a semblance of privacy as she leans in towards Thomas's crotch. She can feel the heat emanating from his body, and the sound of her own ragged breaths in her ears is deafening. She undoes his pants and pulls them down; she tries to ignore the occasional clink of silverware or murmur of conversation from nearby tables. Her heart thuds in her chest as she wraps her hand around his firm erection, her eyes never leaving his. She opens her mouth and takes him in, feeling his cock pulse in her grip. 

The taste of him is intoxicating, and she moans around him, the sound muffled by the fabric of his trousers. She's never felt so exposed, so vulnerable, so... alive. Her mind races with the fear of being caught, but the thrill of it only makes her more eager to please him. She's fully aware that the only thing separating her from the prying eyes of the restaurant patrons is the tablecloth, and she can't help but wonder if she's leaving any telltale sounds or movements. She takes him deeper, her eyes watering slightly from the effort. The smell of expensive cologne and the warmth of his skin under her nose only add to the intensity of the moment. Her thoughts are a jumbled mess of excitement and anxiety, but one thing remains clear. She wants to make Thomas feel good, no matter where they are or who might see.

As Rae's mouth envelops him, Thomas leans back in his chair, his hand wrapped around the back of her head, guiding her movements. He can feel the tension in her body, the way she's trying to be as quiet as possible, and it only makes him harder. He turns to Poki, his eyes gleaming with mischief. "Alright, now it's your turn, Poki, I want you to flash me, whore."

Poki's eyes widen, and she looks around nervously, her heart racing at the thought of being so brazen in such a fancy place. She glances down at her low-cut dress, the fabric clinging to her ample breasts, and feels a rush of heat between her legs. She's never been one for public displays of nudity, but the way Thomas says it, with that command in his voice, makes her feel like she'd do anything for him. She takes a deep breath and slowly, oh so slowly, pulls the fabric down.

The cool air of the restaurant hits her exposed skin, making her nipples tighten even more. She's acutely aware of every eye that might be on her, every potential person who might catch a glimpse of her nakedness. Her cheeks burn with embarrassment, but she's also incredibly turned on, feeling the weight of Thomas's gaze on her, watching her every move. She lets her breasts fall out completely; they bounce slightly as they're freed from their confines. 

"Here you go, Master," Poki whispers shakily, trying to keep her voice steady. She angles her body just so, her back arched slightly to show off her cleavage without being too obvious. She's careful to keep the fabric of her dress up just enough to cover her from any onlooking customers.. She holds the pose for a moment, her chest heaving with excitement.

Thomas can't help but let out a low growl of approval as he watches Poki's shy display. Her nervousness is so endearing, so utterly adorable that he feels his cock throb even more in Rae's eager mouth. He leans back in his chair, taking a moment to savour the sight of her bare breasts. "So beautiful," he murmurs, his voice thick with lust. "And so obedient," he adds with a smirk, his hand tightening slightly on the back of Rae's head.

After a quick peek around the room to ensure no one's looking, Poki bites her bottom lip and slowly starts to sway her chest back and forth. Her breasts jiggle enticingly, the movement drawing Thomas's eyes like a magnet. She giggles nervously, her cheeks flushed with a mix of embarrassment and arousal. "Is this what you wanted, Master?" she asks, her voice barely above a whisper. 

Thomas nods, his eyes never leaving Poki's breasts. "Definitely, I love the sight," he says, his voice strained with desire. "Keep going," he urges, his hand still on Rae's head, guiding her movements. 

Rae continues to diligently suck Thomas's cock, her cheeks hollowing as she takes him deeper and deeper into her mouth. She can feel him swell and throb with each movement. Her eyes water slightly from the effort. She looks up at Thomas through the gap in the tablecloth, watching his reactions, her own eyes glazed over with lust. She reaches up with one hand to fondle his balls gently, her fingernails scraping lightly against his skin, eliciting a soft groan from him. She can feel the tension in his thighs, the way his body is reacting to her ministrations. Her throat constricts around his shaft. She's fully focused on pleasing him, her own dignity pushed away.

"That's it," he murmurs, his grip on her hair tightening slightly as he feels himself getting closer to climax. "Just like that," he whispers, his voice low and gruff. He watches Poki's little show, his eyes darkening with desire. He reaches down and lightly slaps Rae's cheek with his hand, the sound echoing through the fabric of the tablecloth. "Swallow it all," he commands, his voice firm and demanding.

Rae nods her understanding, her eyes never leaving Thomas's as she takes him to the back of her throat. She feels the familiar sensation of his cock pulsing, and she knows he's close. She doubles her efforts, her tongue swirling around him, her cheeks hollowing even more as she sucks him with everything she's got. When he finally cums, she does as she's told, swallowing every drop with a satisfied smile. She sits back, her face flushed and glistening with sweat. "Good girl," Thomas praises, his voice gentle now. "Get back up on your seat. You can put your tits away as well, Poki."

With a smile, Poki tucks her breasts back into her dress, smoothing out the fabric as if nothing had happened. She watches as Rae emerges from under the table, her eyes sparkling with excitement. "Wow, that was fun," she whispers, her heart racing from the thrill of it all. She giggles, her cheeks a rosy hue from the adrenaline. "I can't believe we just did that in a fancy place like this," she says, glancing around the room to make sure they weren't caught.

Thomas chuckles, adjusting his trousers, "It's always fun to push the boundaries," he says with a wink. "But let's hope our food arrives soon," he adds, glancing at his watch. "I don't know about you two, but I'm starving after that little warm-up. You make me feel like a king." 

Just a couple of moments later, the waiter, Paul, emerges from the kitchen, a tray laden with steaming dishes in his hands.  "Your food has arrived," he says, setting down the plates of ravioli, filet mignon, and lobster thermidor in front of each of them. The scents of garlic and butter, rare meat, and succulent seafood fill the air, mingling with the lingering scent of their earlier escapade. 

"Ah, perfect timing," Thomas says, his voice dropping to a sultry purr as he watches the waiter place the food before them. "No point in waiting, let's dig in." He picks up his fork and knife and immediately starts to eat the lovely food in front of him.

Poki's eyes widen in surprise at the speed at which the food arrived,  "Wow, talk about service," she says, before eagerly digging into her ravioli.  She glances up at Thomas, her cheeks still flushed from their little show, and says with a naughty smile, "Maybe we should do this more often, this is super fun."

Rae sits back in her chair, wiping her mouth delicately with the napkin, her cheeks still flushed from their secret rendezvous under the table. She looks down at her plate. She picks up her knife and fork, and with the first bite, she can't help but let out a soft moan of pleasure. "Mmm, Master, this tastes so good. Almost as good as the special drink I had a moment ago." She winks at him.

Thomas laughs heartily,  "Don't worry, I have plenty more where that came from," he says, sticking some of his food into his mouth. He chews thoughtfully before speaking again, "Now, let's talk about who we should invite to our mansion next. I have a few ideas, but I want to hear what you two think." He takes a sip of champagne, his eyes gleaming with excitement. 

"Oooh, inviting more girls to the mansion?" Rae's interest piqued. She swirls her champagne flute, watching the bubbles dance around the rim. "I think we should invite someone shy, someone who needs a little encouragement to come out of their shell."

"Mmhmm, I totally agree," Poki says, her eyes twinkling mischievously as she twirls a strand of spaghetti around her fork. "Someone like Tina or Lily would be perfect. They're both so adorable, and they could use a little... inspiration to embrace their submissive side." She takes a bite of her ravioli, her cheeks still flushed from their recent escapade. "I'd love to see their reactions to our little 'training sessions'," she says with a giggle. "And think of the fun we could have together!"

Thomas considers their suggestions, his mind wandering to Tina and her innocent charm. She had always been so sweet and endearing on her streams, a stark contrast to what went on at the mansion. "Tina, huh?" he muses, stroking his chin. "I've watched her streams a few times; she is very cute." 

Thomas then thought of Lilypichu. She was very well known for her comfy vibes, she was great art, and she was petite and very cute as well. But there was a problem, as far as he knew, she had a boyfriend. Michael Reeves. "Doesn't Lily have a boyfriend at the moment?"

Rae looks up from her plate with a knowing smile, "Well, Master, it's funny you should mention that," she says, her voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper. "Lily and Michael actually broke up a while ago, but they haven't made it public knowledge yet. It's all very hush-hush, but I can tell you that she's been looking for someone new to help her move on from that phase of her life." 

Thomas's eyes light up, "Ah, really? That makes things interesting. "What can you tell me about her kinks? What is she into?" He takes a sip of his champagne, his curiosity piqued. 

Poki nods along, "From what I've heard, she's incredibly devoted to whoever she's with. She's pretty kinky, too. I'm quite sure she enjoys pet play the most; she's lightly mentioned doing that kind of thing before." Poki says, her voice filled with excitement. "She's such a sweetheart, she'd fit in perfectly. I normally host a podcast with her, but I put it on hold to come to the mansion."

Thomas nods his head,  "Poki, I want you to extend an invitation to her as soon as possible. She sounds perfect to be the next girl," he commands.

"Yes, Master," Poki says, her eyes lighting up at the thought of bringing Lily to the mansion. She sets down her fork and pulls out her phone from her purse. "I'll send her a message now," She starts typing away, a sly smile playing on her lips. "She was one of the people I spoke to about the idea when I first had it. I'm sure she will come as soon as she can."

Thomas nods in approval at Poki's enthusiasm. "Good, I'm looking forward to her arriving. For now, let's enjoy our dinner and get to know each other better. We have plenty of time to plan and prepare for her arrival," he says, his voice filled with excitement.

Rae's eyes brighten with excitement. "Speaking of the mansion, Master," she says, setting her knife and fork aside. "I've been thinking about the kind of streams we could do, especially with more girls coming to the mansion." She giggles, her hazel eyes sparkling with mischief. "Like, I could do some cooking streams, or even a workout routine, or we could have a movie night, with us all cosied up in our pyjamas, just chilling out and reacting to stuff." She takes a sip of her champagne, her mind racing with ideas. "We could even play board games, or host a charity stream where we play games like 'truth or dare' with the fans—nothing too crazy, of course," she adds with a wink. "What do you think, Master?"

Thomas smiles, "I do want to encourage keeping everyone's streams active," he says, leaning back in his chair. "It's important that you all continue to entertain our fans. Especially with how much money Poki spent on the mansion. Maybe I'll even join in on some of them. They all sound like great ideas, Rae." 

"Oh my god, those all sound like so much fun, Rae," Poki says, her eyes lighting up with excitement as she sets her phone aside, having finished her text. "We should totally do some art streams with Lily when she gets here. I really wanna use the opportunity to collaborate with people!"

As the evening progresses, the trio delve into light-hearted conversations, sharing laughs and discussing their favourite movies, video games, and music. They flirt and tease each other; they're all relaxed now, their bond seemingly stronger for it. After they've finished their meal and had their fill of dessert, they all head back to the mansion, having had a wonderful date. 

A/N: Hey! If you've been enjoying this story so far, please leave a nice comment or suggestions for anything you want to see in the future. Or even if there is something you don't like (just be nice about it). I love getting feedback on my fics. 

I'm mostly going to be ignoring or writing out the relationships of the streamers involved. I don't really want to write an ntr type thing. 

Chapter 9: Lily's Arrival

Notes:

Characters in this scene: Thomas, Valkyrae, Pokimane, LilyPichu
Kinks: Blowjob, Stripping
Warnings: Longer chapter then normal

Two days after their lavish date night at The Gilded Fork, Thomas was relaxing in Pokimane’s room. It was actually his first time in here, since they had normally just slept in his bed. The space was a perfect blend of sleek professionalism and personal charm.  A large, curved ultrawide monitor dominated her minimalist white desk, its RGB keyboard and mouse glowing softly in a gradient of pink, purple, and blue.  A high-end microphone sat prominently, paired with a boom arm angled for audio capture. The desk was clutter-free, except for a water bottle and Poki's phone, which was right next to it. 

The walls were painted a soft, neutral grey, accented by a custom LED strip running along the ceiling, casting a warm, adjustable glow, often set to pink or purple during streams. A large, framed poster of the Twitch logo hung behind the desk. To the side, a shelf held neatly arranged merchandise alongside a few anime figures.  Thomas was sitting in her pink and black gaming chair at the desk. 

Pokimane herself sat nude on Thomas’s lap, her voluptuous curves pressed against him, warm and soft. Her full breasts rested against his chest, nipples pebbled with anticipation. Her toned thighs draped over his, her slender waist curving into generous hips that shifted slightly with each breath. Her long, dark hair cascaded over her shoulders, brushing his arms as she leaned forward to scroll through X, checking fan messages about her streaming hiatus. “Master, I’m dying to stream again. Maybe I should play Valorant while cosplaying one of the agents, whichever you find hottest, of course, or I could do some chatting streams, and you pick a sexy outfit for me. But we gotta schedule around Rae’s streams. One of us needs to be free as your fuckdoll, so we can't both be live at the same time.” She smirked. 

"Mm, you're such a good girl, Poki," His hands stroking her sides as she sat in his lap. He kissed the top of her head, "Don't worry about streaming every single day. We'll find the perfect balance." He leaned back in the chair, his grip on her hips tightening slightly. "So good of you for trying to make sure I always have a little bitch to use." 

She giggled, leaning back into his embrace, "Of course, Master, I want to make sure you're never denied your desires." Her cheeks flushed pink. "If you ever asked me to leave streaming behind, I'd do it in a heartbeat. Your happiness, your satisfaction, is all that matters to me. I'd become whatever you want, full-time. Your maid, your pet, your fucktoy, your everything."

Thomas's chuckles rumbled through his chest. He kissed her neck gently, his breath warm and reassuring against her skin. "I know you would, but you don't have to change that much for me. The thought of watching you stream, knowing I can claim you whenever I wish, is plenty of fun." He gently squeezed her breasts, feeling her hardened nipples against his palms. "I've always loved watching your streams, being able to fuck you whenever I please is just the sweetest bonus." He leaned in closer, his breath hot against her ear. "Besides, I think it would be quite entertaining to watch you juggle your professional persona with your submissive side. Can't have the whole world knowing what a fucking whore you are."

"Master, I live to serve your will. If it brings you joy to see me balance streaming with serving you, I will strive to do my best at exactly that." She squirmed slightly in his grip, "I'll try to be the perfect streamer for my audience and the perfect little bitch for you."

Suddenly, Pokimane's phone, resting on the desk, buzzed to life. She glanced over at it, her heart racing as she read the message, "Oh, Master! Lily is going to be here soon!" Her voice was filled with excitement 

Thomas's eyes lit up at the mention of LilyPichu's arrival. He gently picked Pokimane up from his lap, her naked form a delightful weight in his arms. He placed her down on the floor, his hands lingering on her waist before delivering a swift, playful spank that made her yelp. "Ah, I've been looking forward to this," he said, a hint of a smirk playing on his lips. "Now, where's that other little minx, Rae, gotten to? We'd better go greet our newest guest." He adjusted his own clothes, ensuring everything was neat and in place.

Poki nodded eagerly,  "Rae is already downstairs, Master," she said, "She's been keeping an eye out for any cars pulling up. She's just as excited for Lily to get here as we are!" Pokimane's gaze drifted down to her own naked body, and she bit her bottom lip, her eyes glancing back up to Thomas. "Could... could I put some clothes on, Master?" 

Thomas's smirk grew wider, his hand coming down to give her ass another firm slap. "No, of course not," he said, his tone one of mock surprise. "You don't deserve to wear clothes, especially not in front of Lily. You know things work here, slut. And don't you dare forget to put on your collar. Be grateful I'm not punishing you for not wearing it already." With a gentle push, he sent her towards her closet. 

"Oh, I'm sorry, Master," Pokimane said quickly, her cheeks flushing with embarrassment. She rushed over to a small dresser, where her collar lay on top of one of the shelves. It was black and adorned with a silver tag that read 'fuckdoll'. She picked it up and fastened it around her neck with trembling hands. "I won't be so dumb again," she murmured, bowing her head in apology. "I'm ready to serve." She stepped back, her bare feet padding quietly against the cool floor. "Let's go downstairs and welcome Lily together."

Thomas wrapped his arm around Pokimane's waist, his grip firm, as he led her downstairs. 

As Thomas and Pokimane descended the grand staircase, they found Valkyrae already in the spacious room, her naked form kneeling on one of the sofas. She wore her own collar, basically identical to Poki's, with a silver tag that read 'cumdump'. Her eyes were glued to the large bay windows that overlooked the driveway, scanning for any signs of Lily's arrival.  As they approached, she looked up at him with a mix of anticipation and submission, her hazel eyes shimmering with excitement. "Master," she greeted him, her voice soft and obedient, "Lily should be here any moment."

Thomas stepped closer to her, his hand reaching down to squeeze her ass firmly. "Looks like you are just as excited as I am to have Lily here, Rae." 

Rae leaned into his touch, her cheeks flushing a delightful shade of pink. "Of course, I am, Master. I want to serve alongside as many girls as possible," she grinned, her gaze flicking to Pokimane for a brief moment of competitive fire. "Then I want to prove myself to be the best cumdump in the mansion," she declared. She leaned in more, her breasts pressing against his thigh. "Maybe Lily will come and be able to show us some more things to help entertain you, Master.

Thomas chuckled, "In that case, Rae," he said, stroking her hair gently, "I'll make sure to bring in plenty of girls to keep you both on your toes." 

Rae's eyes lit up as she spotted a car pulling into the driveway, "Master, I think that is her!" she exclaimed, her voice a mix of excitement and nerves. She bounced slightly on her knees, her breasts jiggling with the movement. "Should we go out and greet her?" she asked, her eyes never leaving the car, eager to see their newest addition to the mansion's kinky dynamics.

Thomas glanced over at the approaching vehicle and considered for a moment.  "We'll wait for her to come up and knock on the door." With surprising ease, he picked Valkyrae up from her kneeling position, her legs wrapping around his waist instinctively. He carried her away from the window, setting her down on the plush carpet a few feet away from Pokimane. "Make sure to be nice to her, sluts."

Pokimane nodded eagerly, her eyes sparkling with excitement. "Of course, Master," she said, her voice a sweet, submissive purr. She took a step closer to Valkyrae. She took a deep breath, her chest rising and falling, making her breasts jiggle enticingly. " I know Lily will make a perfect addition to our little harem."

The anticipation grew palpable as the sound of a car door shutting echoed. Thomas positioned himself by the door, his hand resting lightly on the handle. The engine of the car grew quieter, and soon, footsteps could be heard on the cobblestone driveway. After what felt like an eternity, a gentle knock sounded from the door. Thomas took a deep breath, his excitement barely contained. He opened the door.

LilyPichu was dressed in an adorable blue dress, which hugged her petite frame, stopping just above her knees. It had white polka dots scattered over the fabric, which swayed slightly as she walked. The dress's neckline went pretty deep, revealing some of her cleavage, and the straps were thin, leaving her shoulders bare.

She had a couple of bags behind her, filled with clothes and a few personal items she had packed hastily. She was playing with the hem of her skirt nervously as she stepped into the grand entrance hall. She looked up at Thomas, stuttering as she spoke, "H-hello, Thomas..." Her cheeks were already flushed a delicate pink, and she looked around the unfamiliar space, her gaze taking in the opulent decor and the sight of Pokimane and Valkyrae, who were both naked, collared, and kneeling before him. 

Thomas smiled at the sight of Lily standing in the doorway. She looked absolutely adorable in her blue dress. He stepped forward, his arms open wide. "Welcome to the mansion, Lily," he said warmly. "You look absolutely stunning." He took in the shyness in her eyes, the way her fingers fidgeted with the fabric of her skirt, and his smile grew a bit more predatory. "I'm very excited to have you here."

 She took a moment to compose herself before speaking up, her voice quivering with nerves. "Thank you, Thomas," she managed to say, her gaze dropping to the floor. "I'm... I'm excited to be here, too," she said, her voice barely above a whisper.  "I-I hope I can make you happy, Sir," she added. Despite her anxiety, there was an underlying eagerness in her tone. 

Pokimane, kneeling beside Thomas, offered Lily a warm, reassuring smile. "Don't be so nervous, Lily," she began, her voice gentle and soothing. "You have friends here, "and Thomas is an amazing master," she continued, her eyes shining with adoration.  "You're going to love it here, I promise." 

Rae nodded eagerly in agreement with Pokimane's words,  "I know you will feel right at home here, Lily," she assured her,  "and Poki, I will do whatever we can to help you serve our master."

Thomas folded his arms over his chest as he spoke, "Welcome to your new home, LilyPichu," he said with a warm smile. He stepped behind her briefly to bring the bags she had brought with her inside. "I trust you understand the nature of this place and the rules you're agreeing to follow?" He asked, his tone gentle but firm.

Lily nodded her head, visibly trying to compose herself. She took a deep breath, her chest rising and falling with the effort of calming her racing heart. "Yes, Thomas," she replied, her voice a bit steadier than before. "I know I'm here to serve you, to be whatever you wish for me to be. I'm ready to do whatever it takes to make you happy, and I trust you'll take care of me." She glanced at the other two girls; their naked forms and collars were evidence enough of exactly how she would be treated here. Despite her nerves, she was actually looking forward to it. 

Thomas's smile grew even wider as he nodded in approval. "Perfect," he said, his voice like velvet. "The first thing is, Lily, you're to refer to me as Master at all times, understood?"

"Y-yes, Master," she stuttered, her cheeks burning even more intensely. She took another deep breath, trying to keep her nerves from overwhelming her. "I'm ready to start serving, Master," she said, her eyes meeting his with newfound determination. "What...what would you like me to do first?"

Thomas stepped closer to her, his hand reaching out to trace a line from her neck down to the neckline of her dress. "First things first, Lily," he began, his eyes raking over her body, "I want you to strip out of that dress." His gaze was hungry, and his tone left no room for argument. "You're in my house now, and in here, you wear what I say you wear."

Lily's hands trembled slightly as she began to unbutton her dress, "Y-Yes, master. Whatever you say." Her heart pounded in her chest. With each button that slipped free, she felt a mix of fear and excitement. She knew that once her dress was gone, she would be completely vulnerable before Thomas and the other girls. She had never exposed herself in front of this many people. As she pulled the dress off her shoulders, it slid down her body, bundling at her waist. Her breasts, small and delicate, were cupped by a pink lacy bra. She looked down at herself, her body quivering, before taking a deep breath and letting the dress pool at her feet. As she slipped the dress off, the matching panties came into full view, a dainty bow adorning the front, the fabric whisper-thin and almost translucent. The faint outline of her pussy was visible through the material.

"Master, I-I'm ready," she whispered, her eyes flicking up to meet his, her cheeks a deep crimson. She felt so small and exposed, her skin prickling with goosebumps from both the cool air and the intense scrutiny. She had never been so nervous in her life, but she was also more turned on than she had ever been. 

Thomas's eyes took in the sight of Lily in her underwear, his smile never wavering. He stepped closer, placing a gentle hand on her cheek, his thumb stroking her cheekbone. "Good girl," he praised, his voice a low purr that seemed to resonate through her body. "But, when I say strip, I mean completely. No hiding from me." With surprising strength, he gripped her waist and spun her around, his other hand reaching around to unclasp her bra. The fabric fell away, leaving her tits bare.

He stepped closer, his body pressing against hers, his erection obvious through his pants. "And those panties," he said, his breath warm against her ear, "they need to come off too." He didn't wait for a response. Instead, he reached down and roughly yanked at the delicate bow, tearing the material away. The sound of the fabric ripping was like a gunshot in the quiet room. Lily's pussy was now fully exposed to the cool air, her juices already coating the insides of her thighs. 

Lily quivered in Thomas's embrace, feeling so tiny and vulnerable. "Master, I'm sorry," she whispered, her eyes wide with a mix of fear and excitement as she looked at the remnants of her underwear on the floor. Her pussy was already slick with anticipation, and she could feel her body betraying her by reacting so strongly to his dominance. "I-I didn't mean to disappoint you," she stuttered, her voice barely above a whisper. 

Thomas leaned in closer, his breath hot against her neck as he whispered, "Don't worry, little one, you're doing just fine." He gave her a comforting squeeze before stepping back. "Now, go and kneel between Rae and Poki," he ordered, his voice firm yet reassuring.

Without hesitation, Lily dropped to her knees, the cool, plush carpet cushioning her knees as she positioned herself between the other two girls. She took a deep breath, trying to calm her racing heart as she lowered her head, her eyes flicking up to meet theirs briefly before returning to the floor.

Pokimane watched Lily with a warm, proud smile. She leaned in close, her breasts brushing against Lily's shoulder. "You're doing so well, Lily,"  she reassured her, her hand gently stroking her back. 

Rae leaned in closer, her warm breath tickling Lily's ear. "You know, Lily," she whispered, her voice thick with envy, "you have the most perfect, petite body I've ever seen. It's like you were made to be a submissive." She couldn't help but let a hint of jealousy colour her words. The way Lily's small, round breasts sat atop her slender figure and her pink, puffy pussy peeked out, begging for attention, was simply mouthwatering. 

Lily felt a rush of heat flood her cheeks as the other girls complimented her. "Thank you both," she whispered back, her voice filled with gratitude. Their kind words helped ease her nerves a bit; she couldn't help but start to smile a little. 

Thomas walked over to the trio, "Now, Lily," he began, his eyes meeting hers with a warm, yet firm gaze, "I want you to tell me what kinky things excite you the most. You must be enjoying your time here, and I want to make sure I cater to your desires." His smile grew sly, his eyes sparkling with mischief. "What makes that pretty little heart of yours race? What dark, naughty secrets have you been keeping from everyone?"

Lily's eyes widened. She began, her voice shaking slightly, "I love being the submissive. Being degraded, used, and told exactly what to do turns me on so much," she confessed, her cheeks burning. "There's something about not having to think, just following orders, that makes me feel safe," she continued, her voice growing a little stronger. "I-I love the routine of it, the predictability."

Her gaze flickered to the floor before returning to meet Thomas's eyes, "I've always had a bit of a fascination with pet play." She took a deep breath. The idea of being treated like a little kitty. It's just so cute, and it makes me feel small and helpless." Her voice grew softer, and she swallowed hard, her eyes glistening with excitement. "I enjoy the thought of being dressed in those adorable outfits, collared, and maybe even on a leash," she whispered, her cheeks flushing even more deeply. "It's like being a pet for you to play with, and that thought just makes me so wet." She paused, biting her bottom lip, before continuing, "But I've never actually tried it before. I've always been too shy to bring it up." She looked at him hopefully, her eyes pleading for his approval. "Could we, maybe, explore that here?"

Thomas's smile broadened as he listened to Lily's desires. "That sounds absolutely perfect", he said, his voice dripping with approval. "Tomorrow, we'll definitely explore that kind of play." He couldn't help but imagine the three of them, dressed in cute little animal costumes, kneeling at his feet, waiting for his every command.

"But for now," he continued, his eyes glancing over the trio, "I have something else in mind." He stepped closer, his hand reaching down to stroke Lily's cheek. "I want all three of my precious pets to give me a collective blowjob. I think it's a fitting way to celebrate your arrival." He looked at each of them in turn, his gaze hungry and demanding. "Poki and Rae, you're both already experienced in this, so I expect you to guide Lily through it. Make sure she knows exactly what I expect from her." Thomas stepped back, unbuckling his belt and unzipping his pants, revealing his thick, erect cock. 

Lily's eyes grew wide with shock when Thomas revealed his cock. She had seen plenty of them before, mostly online, but nothing had prepared her for the sheer size of his. It was like a monster, standing tall and proud before her, making her feel even smaller and more vulnerable than ever. She couldn't help but let out a gasp, her hand flying up to cover her mouth. "Master," she whispered, her voice filled with both fear and awe, "y-you're so big..."

Pokimane leaned in closer to Lily, her breasts pressing against her side. She whispered, her voice dripping with enthusiasm, "It's the best cock in the world, Lily, and Master deserves three sluts like us to worship it." She licked her lips, her gaze flicking up to Thomas's cock. "We're going to show him just how much we adore him." She looked over at Valkyrae, who nodded eagerly, licking her lips in anticipation.

Rae smiles at the other two girls, "Don't worry, Lily, I'll show you how it's done." Without another word, she leaned in, her full, red lips parting to engulf as much of Thomas's cock as she could manage. She felt it hit the back of her throat, and she gagged slightly, her eyes watering with the effort, but she pushed through.  Her hands wrapped around the base of his shaft, her fingers playing with his balls, as she began to bob her head up and down, taking him deeper with every stroke. She could feel Thomas's hand on her head, guiding her movements, his hips thrusting slightly to meet her mouth. She was going to show Lily just how good it felt to serve her Master.

Pokimane looked at Lily, her eyes full of reassurance. "Don't worry, it's okay if it takes you some time to get used to his size." She reached over and took Lily's hand, placing it on Thomas's cock, encouraging her to explore it. "We're all here to help each other." With a knowing smile, she turned back to Thomas's cock, and she licked along the bottom right at the base where Rae couldn't reach. 

Thomas watched Rae's enthusiastic performance with approval, his hand tangled in her hair as he guided her movements. But he knew it was time to let Lily have her turn. He gently pulled her off, her eyes watering and mouth gagging around his cock, and looked down at her with a proud smile. "Good job, Rae," he said, patting her on the head like she was a well-behaved pet. "Now, let's give Lily a chance to show us what she's made of." He turned to Lily, his cock still glistening from Rae's saliva, "Come on, Lily, don't be shy."

Lily took a deep, shaky breath, her eyes fixed on the imposing member before her. She knew she had to do this; she knew she had to take this step to truly become part of this world, part of Thomas's harem. With trembling fingers, she reached out to tentatively stroke the length of his cock, feeling the heat and power of it pulse beneath her touch.  She stroked it a few more times, her heart hammering in her chest with every touch, trying to get used to the feeling.

Then, with a determined look in her eyes, she leaned forward. Her small, pink tongue darted out to lick at the tip, tasting the salty precum. Slowly, she tried to take it into her mouth. Her jaw stretched wide, her eyes watered, and she gagged a bit, but she was determined. With each attempt, she managed to get a little further down, feeling the thickness of him fill her mouth. Despite the initial difficulty, she felt a strange sense of pride with every inch she managed to conquer. 

Sensing Lily's nerves, Poki gently scooted closer, pressing her soft, round breasts against Lily's back. "You're doing so well," she whispered into Lily's ear, her voice low and soothing. "Just take your time and enjoy it." With a gentle hand, she slid her own hand down to Lily's pussy. Her fingers found Lily's already-damp folds, and she began to tease her, her touch feather-light at first before she slid two fingers inside, stroking her gently. "You're going to be such a good little slut for him," Pokimane breathed into Lily's ear, her voice full of encouragement. "Just focus on making him happy."

Valkyrae leaned back into his cock, at the base where Lily's mouth couldn't reach, she began to lick and kiss along the shaft, her tongue swirling around his cock like a serpent tasting its prey. Her hand worked in tandem with Lily's mouth, moving up to Thomas's balls, which she gently took into her mouth, suckling and playing with them as Lily tried to deep-throat him. 

Lily whimpered around Thomas's cock, feeling Pokimane's fingers inside her, the gentle strokes pushing her closer and closer to the edge. She tried to focus on the task at hand, her eyes watering as she took more and more of Thomas's length into her mouth.  She began to bob her head in rhythm with Pokimane's strokes, her own hand coming up to stroke the base of Thomas's cock.

Thomas let out a deep groan, feeling the combined efforts of all three girls. He looked down at Lily, her eyes watering and cheeks hollowed out as she took him in, and felt his heart swell with pride. His grip on Valkyrae's hair tightened as she worked her magic on his balls, and he reached down to gently guide Lily's movements, pushing a little deeper into her mouth. "Good girl," he murmured, his voice thick with lust. "Just like that."

Pokimane watched Lily's efforts with a smile, her own hand moving in and out of the new submissive's pussy with a gentle, practised rhythm. "Just remember to breathe through your nose," she whispered, her voice soothing and encouraging. "And use your tongue to swirl around the head of his cock—it's super sensitive." She leaned in closer, her breath hot against Lily's ear. "And when you're ready, try taking him deeper," she urged, her voice a seductive purr. Her hand continued to move, her fingers curling inside Lily, hitting that perfect spot that made her moan around Thomas's cock. 

Lily felt her legs quiver as Pokimane's expert fingers danced inside her, bringing her closer and closer to the edge. She did her best to implement all of Pokimane's tips—breathing through her nose, swirling her tongue around the tip, and taking him in as far as she could without gagging. She knew she was getting better, and the thought of pleasing her new Master sent a thrill through her, making her pussy tighten around Pokimane's fingers. Her eyes closed, and she let out a muffled whimper, her mouth filled with Thomas's cock, as she felt herself getting closer and closer to release.

Thomas watched the scene before him with a sense of pride and excitement. His two existing pets had taken to Lily so well, and she was clearly eager to learn. "Look at you, Lily," he said, his voice thick with approval. "You're doing so well. Keep going, just like that." He could feel himself getting closer and closer to the brink of his own release, his hips moving slightly to the rhythm of Lily's mouth. "You're going to make me cum so hard," he groaned, his eyes half-lidded with pleasure. "And when I do, you can orgasm as well"

Despite the flicker of jealousy that had crossed her face when Thomas had praised Lily, Rae knew her place. She was here to serve, and that meant putting aside any petty emotions to give her Master the ultimate pleasure. She took a deep breath and focused on the task at hand, her tongue swirling around Thomas's balls as she felt Lily's rhythm quicken. The room was filled with the wet sounds of their ministrations, and she knew that together, they would bring him to the most amazing climax. 

Pokimane's hand sped up, her thumb brushing against Lily's clit as she watched her take Thomas deeper and deeper. "You're such a good little slut," she murmured into Lily's ear. "You're going to make him so happy, Lily," she whispered, her voice a mix of encouragement and excitement. "And when he cums, so will you. Just let go and let the pleasure take you." Her voice grew more urgent, her fingers moving faster and faster. 

Lily was on the brink of an explosive orgasm, her body trembling and her mouth filled with Thomas's thick cock. She pushed herself harder, taking him almost all the way down, a feat she hadn't even imagined possible just moments ago. Her eyes watered, and she could feel her throat convulsing, but she didn't stop, driven by the need to make her new Master proud. Her own moans muffled by his shaft. She looked up at him, her eyes wide with determination and lust, silently begging him to cum.

With a final, powerful thrust, Thomas pulled out of Lily's mouth, a string of drool connecting her plump lips to his glistening cock. "Fuck, you're incredible," he panted. Then, with a roar of pleasure, he erupted. His cum shot out in thick ropes, splattering across Lily's adorable face. Some of it landed on her glasses, creating a mess. He watched as she squirmed and moaned, her eyes fluttering shut as Pokimane brought her to her own climax with those skilled fingers, her body shaking and arching back. "Good girls," he praised, his voice still thick with arousal as he looked down at the three of them.

Lily felt Pokimane's hand slow as she came down from her high, leaving her panting and sensitive. She leaned into the other girl, her cheek against Pokimane's, her eyes fluttering open to see Thomas's seed drying on her face. She couldn't help but smile at the sight, feeling oddly at home in this new role. She reached up with a trembling hand to gently touch the sticky mess, her eyes sparkling with excitement. "Thank you, Master," she whispered, her voice still a bit shaky from the intensity of her climax. "I want to do it again."

Thomas chuckled, his cock still semi-hard and covered in a mix of saliva and precum. "Give me a bit of time to recover, little one," he said, his tone affectionate as he stretched, "But I have to say, you're a natural at this. Keep practising and you'll be a pro in no time." 

Pokimane leaned in to kiss Lily's cheek, not caring that it was covered in cum, I'm already so impressed by you, Lily," she said, her voice filled with genuine warmth. "You took to it so quickly, and you look absolutely adorable covered in his cum." She wiped a stray drop off Lily's nose with her thumb and brought it to her own mouth, licking it clean. "You're going to fit in here perfectly."

Despite the twinge of jealousy that had briefly flared in her chest, Valkyrae managed to compose herself, "I'm so happy Master brought you here." She leaned over to give Lily's cheek a gentle lick, savouring the salty taste of Thomas's cum on her skin. "We should definitely get Master to cover you in cum more often."

Lily squirmed in delight as Pokimane kissed her cheek, the sticky mess of Thomas's cum making her giggle. "Thank you, Pokimane," she murmured, her voice still trembling slightly from her intense climax. "And Valkyrae," she looked over with wide, hazel eyes, "I'd love that, I'm just so happy to be here with the two of you."

Thomas chuckled at Valkyrae's enthusiasm and leaned down to pat Lily's head gently, "You're doing wonderfully, little one." He took a moment to admire the artful mess on Lily's face before standing up, his cock still slightly hard. "Come on, girls, let's head up to my room. We have plenty to show Lily."

A/N: This one is significantly longer than a normal chapter. They are normally 3-4k words, this one is 5.3k words. I hope it was worth it. I'll be spending a couple of chapters on these three before introducing a new girl. 

But please leave a comment for any votes you have on the next girl. Any support on the fic is really appreciated <3

Chapter 10: Puppy Training

Notes:

Characters in this chapter: Thomas, Poki, Rae, Lily
Kinks: Spanking, Collar, Pet Play
Warnings:

The three girls, Pokimane, Valkyrae, and the newcomer LilyPichu, followed Thomas up the grand staircase of the mansion, their bare feet padding softly on the velvet carpet. The hallway was lined with doors leading to various rooms, but Thomas's room was at the end of the corridor, a large, opulent space with a king-sized bed dressed in silk sheets and plush pillows. The moment they entered, Thomas pointed to the floor. "On your knees, all of you," he ordered, his voice firm and commanding.

Thomas went over to the walk-in wardrobe, his eyes scanning the rows of outfits. "While I'm in here, you two make sure Lily is cleaned up. She's a mess," he says with a chuckle.

Rae leaned in eagerly, her tongue darting out to lick the warm, sticky cum from Lily's face with a hungry grace. She took her time, savouring the taste of her Master. She worked her way down from Lily's cheek to her neck, lapping up the trails of cum that had escaped her lips.

As Rae worked on one side of Lily's face, Poki took the other. She leaned in and began to lick the cum from Lily's cheek, her tongue tracing the path of the errant ropes. "I think you are going to end up like this plenty of times while serving our Master, Lily." She kissed Lily softly on the forehead before continuing, "And we'll always be here to help you clean up, right, Rae?" 

"Mm-hmm," Rae murmured, not taking her eyes off her task as she cleaned Lily's face with eager, thorough licks. "Master's cum is the best treat!" She looked up at Thomas with a gleaming smile, "You're so good to us, Thomas," she purred, her voice a mix of gratitude and desire. "We'll always be here to clean up for you, no matter what."

Lily blushed deeply, feeling the warmth of their tongues on her face as they cleaned her up. She squirmed a little in their grasp, her body still buzzing from the intense experience she had just shared with them. "Thank you both so much," she said, her voice a breathy whisper. 

Thomas emerged from the walk-in wardrobe with a grin, holding a new collar in his hand. It was made of sleek black leather, adorned with silver studs and a cute little bell at the front. The tag attached to it read "puppyslut" in bold, gleaming letters. "This is for you, Lily," he said, holding it up for her to see. He knelt before her, his eyes gleaming with excitement as he fastened the collar around her neck, making sure it was snug but not too tight. The bell chimed softly with the movement.

Lily's eyes widened as the collar was placed around her neck, and she couldn't help but let out a small gasp. The coldness of the leather and the weight of the metal tag against her skin sent a thrill through her. She looked up at Thomas with a mix of shyness and excitement, her cheeks still flushed from her recent orgasm. "Thank you, Master," she whispered, her voice trembling slightly as she felt the finality of her new role sink in. She reached up to touch the collar, the bell jingling with the movement.

Thomas settled onto the edge of the bed, patting his thigh. "Come here, Rae," he ordered with a smirk. "I need you to sit on my lap." Valkyrae practically bounced over to him, eagerly pressing her ass against him as she sat in his lap. He wrapped an arm around her waist, pulling her close, feeling her heat against him as she positioned herself. "Now, girls," he began, his gaze flicking between the three of them, "Lily's going to need some more training, and I want you both to help me." 

"What can we do to help you, Master?" Rae asked eagerly, her eyes sparkling with excitement. 

Thomas looked at Pokimane with a knowing smile. "You, Rae, are going to help me train these two by giving them orders. Let's start, Poki,  Show Lily here how a good pet behaves for her Master." 

With a giggle, Pokimane dropped down to all fours and began to crawl towards Thomas. Her eyes took on a playful, submissive glint as she let out a cute, high-pitched bark. "Woof, woof!" she exclaimed, her tongue lolling out of her mouth like a dog's. She wagged her hips playfully, "I'm ready to be a good little puppy for you, Master." When she reached the bed, she sat up on her haunches and placed her hands on her knees, panting slightly like a dog that had just fetched a toy. 

Thomas couldn't help but chuckle at Pokimane's antics. He reached out and petted her head gently, feeling the silky softness of her hair beneath his fingers. "Good girl," he murmured, his voice filled with affection. "You're going to have to show Lily the ropes." He turned his gaze to Lily, his smile widening. "But don't you worry, Lily. Poki here is a prime example of a well-trained pet. You'll learn everything you need to know."

Lily felt a warm blush spread across her cheeks as she watched Pokimane eagerly assume her role as a pet. Her eyes darted to the floor, feeling a mix of shyness and arousal. "I-I'll do my best to learn, Master," she whispered, her voice quivering.

Poki barked again, then gracefully crawled over to Lily.  She nuzzled her face against Lily's neck, her nose brushing against the soft skin. "Woof, woof!" she exclaimed, her tongue flicking out to lick Lily's earlobe. "You are gonna be the best pet, Lily."

Rae leaned back into Thomas's embrace, feeling his cock stirring against her ass. "Alright, Lily," she said firmly yet gently, "Now that you've seen how it's done, it's your turn. Get down on all fours and crawl over here," she ordered, patting the floor in front of her. "You're going to have to start acting like the pet you are."

Lily's heart raced as she looked up at the others, then down at the floor. She took a deep breath and slowly lowered herself onto her hands and knees. Her legs trembled a little as she began to crawl forward, trying to mimic the graceful movements of Pokimane. When she reached the edge of the bed, she let out a soft "Woof!" of her own, feeling incredibly shy and vulnerable.  Her eyes remained cast down, not quite meeting anyone's gaze.

Thomas watched with a pleased smile as Lily tentatively took her place beside Pokimane. "Very good," he praised, stroking her hair gently. "Now, I want you both to kiss each other," he instructed, his voice low and firm. "Show each other how much you love serving your Master."

Without hesitation, Pokimane leaned into Lily, her large breasts pressing against Lily's smaller, yet equally alluring chest. She cupped Lily's cheek with one hand, guiding her face upward to meet hers. Their lips met in a soft, gentle kiss that grew more passionate with each passing second. Lily's eyes fluttered closed as Pokimane's tongue danced against hers.

Lily was initially taken aback by the sudden command, her heart racing with a mix of excitement and nervousness. She had never kissed a girl before, let alone in front of Thomas and while acting like a submissive pet. But as Pokimane's soft, warm lips met hers, she couldn't help but melt into the moment. The kiss was surprisingly tender and affectionate. As they broke apart, Lily's cheeks were a brilliant shade of pink, and she couldn't help but gaze at Pokimane with newfound admiration and desire. "W-Wow," she stuttered, her voice barely above a whisper. "That was... different."

Poki barked back to Lily and turned to face Thomas and Rae, her eyes shining with a mix of excitement and anticipation. "Woof, woof!" she exclaimed, her tongue lolling out playfully as she waited for their next command, her body poised and ready for whatever they had in store.

Encouraged, Lily turned to her Master, her eyes wide with a mix of shyness and eagerness. She watched him intently, waiting for his next instruction, her breath coming in shallow gasps as she leaned slightly into his space. 

Rae smirked as she looked down, "Alright, puppies," her hand gesturing for them to turn around. "On your knees, turn around and show your cute little asses to your Master."

Pokimane obeyed immediately, spinning on her knees to face away from Thomas and Rae. She arched her back, pushing her face into the plush carpet as she presented her ass to them, her legs spreading just enough to offer a glimpse of her soaking wet cunt. With a playful wag of her hips, she shook her ass, her cheeks jiggling slightly with the motion. "Woof!" she exclaimed, her voice muffled by the fabric. "Look what a good little puppy I am, Master!"

Lily took a deep breath and mirrored her actions. She turned around, her eyes still cast downward, and slowly pressed her face into the ground.  She trembled as she parted her legs, exposing herself to Thomas and Valkyrae. She bit her bottom lip, her eyes darting up to meet Thomas' gaze briefly before looking away again. "W-Woof," she whispered, trying to mimic the same playfulness she saw in Poki.

Thomas leaned forward, a smirk playing on his lips as he took in the sight of both his pets. He reached out, his hand coming down sharply on Pokimane's left ass cheek, the sound of the spank echoing through the room. "Good girl, Poki," he said, his voice thick with lust. He then turned to Lily, giving her right cheek an equally firm spank. "And you, Lily," he said, his eyes never leaving hers, "You're doing very well for your first day as my pet." Both girls let out yelps of pleasure, their bodies jerking slightly at the impact.

Lily's eyes widened, and she let out a soft bark as she felt the sting of Thomas' hand on her ass. Her body quivered, the sensation sending a jolt of arousal through her core. She bit her lip harder to stifle the moan that threatened to escape her lips. Her pussy was wet with desire. "T-Thank you, Master," she murmured, her voice trembling slightly with each word. She wagged her hips slightly, the collar around her neck jingling with the movement.

Thomas' smile grew more predatory. "Now, I want to hear you both beg," he said, his voice a low purr. "Spread those pretty little holes wide for me and show me how much you want to be my good pets." He leaned back on the bed, his cock now fully erect and pressing against the fabric of his pants. He unzipped them, pulling out his hard length and stroking it slowly. 

Poki reached back with both hands and spread her ass cheeks wide, her pink, glistening pussy exposed for his pleasure. "Master, I'm all yours," she purred, her voice thick with need. "You can do whatever you want to me. I'm just a dirty little puppy, eager to be used." She wiggled her hips, her cunt pulsing with each movement. "Fuck me, use me, make me your slut," she begged, her eyes never leaving his as she spread herself wider. "I want to be filled with your cock so badly," she whined, her voice growing more desperate with each word.

Lily reached back as well, her fingers shaking as she spread her cheeks open, revealing her tight, pink asshole and swollen pussy. "Master," she whispered, her voice trembling with the weight of her submission, "I'll do anything for you. You can lock me in a cage all day and make me crawl around like a good little puppy. I won't mind," she continued, her voice growing more fervent. "I just want to serve you, to be used by you."

As the two girls begged, Rae had already taken to stroking Thomas's cock with both hands, "Look how eager they are, Master," she murmured, "They're just dying for you to fill them up, to claim them as your own." She leaned in closer to his ear, her hot breath tickling his skin. She continued to stroke him firmly. "They want to feel you inside them, Master. They want to be your good girls."

Thomas' eyes glazed over with lust as he watched the two girls eagerly display their submission. He groaned deeply as Rae's skilled hands worked his cock, feeling the blood pulse through it with each stroke. He could see the desire in their eyes and felt the power of their submission. "Good," he rumbled, his hand coming down to pat Rae's head. "Now, Rae, I need you to go to the closet and get something for these two to play fetch with."

She took her hands off Thomas's cock and strutted over to the walk-in closet. She rummaged through the collection of toys and BDSM gear before pulling out a large dildo. "Look what I found," she announced, holding it up for the girls to see. "I'm going to throw this, and whoever doesn't fetch the toy gets spanked." She tossed the dildo into the air, watching with excitement as Pokimane and Lily both lunged for it.

Poki's eyes went wide as the dildo soared through the air. She barked again and took off after it like a shot. Her body moved with surprising grace and speed for a human on all fours, her breasts bouncing with each swift movement. The dildo bounced off a wall and landed on the plush carpet on the opposite side of the room. Without missing a beat, she scurried after it, her eyes never leaving the prize. She could feel Thomas' gaze on her, his approval urging her on.

Lily's eyes followed the dildo's arc through the air, her heart racing. She pushed off the floor, her small body moving surprisingly fast. She watched as Pokimane closed in, but she wasn't going to let her win that easily. With a determined yelp, she raced after the toy.

Just as Lily was about to reach the dildo, Pokimane's teeth closed around it, her jaw clamping down firmly. She whipped her head back and took off, the dildo in her mouth.  She scurried back to Thomas and Rae, her eyes gleaming with excitement. She dropped the toy at Rae's feet, her tongue lolling out and tail wagging. "Look, Master!" she exclaimed, her voice muffled by the dildo, "I'm the best fetcher! Arf! Arf!"

Lily watched as Pokimane brought the toy back, her cheeks flushing with disappointment. She crawled back to Thomas and Valkyrae, her body moving more slowly and more submissively. "I-I'm sorry, Master," she murmured, her voice barely audible. "I didn't catch it," she added, her eyes downcast.

Thomas reached down and picked Lily up with ease, her small frame feeling delicate in his arms. He positioned her face down on the bed, her legs dangling over the side. "It's okay, Lily," he said soothingly, his hands gently cupping her cheeks. "You're new to this, but you're already doing so well." He kissed her forehead gently, then looked at Rae with a smirk. "But you did lose Lily. Come give her the punishment, Rae."

Rae stepped up to the bed. She raised her hand and brought it down sharply on Lily's bare ass, her palm making contact with a satisfying smack. "Good puppy," she said, her hand rising again to deliver another spank, this one a little harder. Lily yelped, but she didn't pull away. Instead, she leaned into it. Rae continued, her hand moving in a steady rhythm, alternating between firm smacks and gentle caresses, her eyes never leaving Lily's face to gauge her reactions. Each spank grew more intense, painting her skin a delightful shade of pink. "You're doing so well, puppyslut," Rae praised, her voice dripping with approval. "Keep taking it for Master," she whispered, her hand moving to the small of Lily's back, tracing the line of her spine with the tips of her fingers before delivering another stinging smack to the base of her ass.

Lily's eyes watered from the pain, but she didn't protest. Instead, she let out a muffled "Arf!" each time Rae's hand met her flesh. When Rae stopped, she looked up, her cheeks flushed. "Thank you, Rae," she murmured, "I'll do better next time." 

Thomas chuckled, "It's okay, Lily, you all did very well," he said, his voice thick with satisfaction. Thomas stood up from the bed. He stepped around to stand behind her, his eyes gleaming with desire as he took in the sight of her reddened ass. He reached down, his hand caressing the curve of her waist before sliding down to her hips. With a gentle yet firm grip, he pulled her closer to the edge of the bed, aligning her with his throbbing cock.  "Now, Lily, why don't you beg for me to stick my cock inside of you?"

Lily's eyes went wide as Thomas' hand reached for her hips. She bit her lip, her voice barely above a whisper as she spoke, "P-Please, Master," she begged, her eyes shimmering with a mix of fear and want. "I want... I need you inside me," she continued, her voice growing more desperate. "I'll be a good puppy, I promise," she whimpered, her body wiggling slightly. "Just... fuck me, please," she whispered, her cheeks flushing a deeper shade of pink as she used the word. 

Thomas leaned forward, his cock brushing against Lily's swollen, needy pussy. He could feel the heat emanating from her, the wetness that coated her folds. He slid his cock into her, inch by inch, her tight cunt stretching around him like a glove. Lily let out a high-pitched cry, her body tensing as she adjusted to his size. He waited a moment, giving her time to accommodate him fully, before he began to thrust. His movements were slow at first, deliberate, feeling her out, watching as her body reacted to his every touch. He reached down to grab her hips, pulling her back onto him with each deep, powerful stroke, filling her completely. He leaned over, whispering sweet nothings into her ear as he claimed her, his voice a gentle purr of dominance that sent shivers down her spine. "That's it, Lily," he murmured, "You're doing so well. You're such a good little puppyslut."

Lily's entire body was a wreck as she felt the head of Thomas's cock nudging against her entrance. She trembled at the sensation, her heart racing in her chest. As he pushed inside, she couldn't help but whine, her eyes squeezing shut tightly.  "It's just so... big," she murmured, her voice shaking. She could feel herself stretching around him, her pussy clenching in response to the intrusion. With each thrust, she grew wetter, her body betraying her nerves with slick, wet sounds that filled the air. Despite the initial discomfort, she found herself pushing back into him, craving more. 

Thomas picked up his pace, his cock moving in and out of Lily with a steady rhythm. He watched her face contort in pleasure and pain, her body writhing under his control. He reached down to play with her clit, his thumb circling the sensitive bud as he fucked her. 

Lily's moans grew louder, her body moving in time with Thomas' strokes. Her pussy clenched around him, her juices coating his shaft. She could feel an orgasm building deep inside her, but she knew better than to let it happen without his permission. She gritted her teeth, her eyes squeezed shut as she tried to hold back. "P-please, Master," she begged, her voice strained. "Can I cum?" She felt like she was on the brink, ready to fall over the edge at any moment. The tension in her body was unbearable.

Thomas leaned down and whispered into Lily's ear, "You may cum now, my pet." With a strangled cry, Lily's body tensed, and she shuddered through an intense orgasm. Her cunt clamped down around his cock, her juices spilling out and down her thighs. She moaned and whimpered, her body shaking with the force of it. 

Thomas felt the warmth of Lily's climax around him, and he couldn't hold back any longer. He thrust deep into her one final time, filling her with his seed. His orgasm was powerful, his entire body tensing as he emptied himself into her tight, quivering pussy. He watched her face as she rode out her own pleasure, his own satisfaction mirrored in her expressions. "Good girl," he murmured, his voice a hoarse whisper. "You've made your Master very happy." He gently pulled out of her, his cock still twitching with aftershocks.

Thomas stepped back, his chest heaving as he admired the scene before him: Lily, still trembling from her orgasm, her reddened ass marked by Rae’s spanks, and Pokimane kneeling on the floor, panting softly with a playful glint in her eyes. Valkyrae leaned against the wall and watched on, all three girls now gazing up at him with a mix of adoration and submission.  “Such good pets,” Thomas said, his voice a low rumble of satisfaction as he tucked himself back into his pants. He reached down, stroking Lily’s hair gently, the bell on her “Puppyslut” collar jingling faintly. “You did beautifully for your first time, Lily. Poki, Rae, you’ve set a fine example.” He nodded to the two, who beamed with pride, Poki letting out a soft “Woof!” while Rae smirked, nudging Lily affectionately.

Lily’s cheeks flushed deeper, her shy smile barely containing her excitement. “T-Thank you, Master,” she whispered, her voice still shaky but warm with gratitude. She glanced at Poki and Rae, and felt a surge of belonging despite her nerves. “I… I want to keep learning,” she added, her fingers brushing the collar, the weight of her new role grounding her.

Poki crawled closer, nuzzling Lily’s shoulder like a playful puppy. “You’re gonna be the cutest pup, Lily. We’ll train you up, right, Rae?” Rae chuckled, her competitive edge softening as she ruffled Lily’s hair. “Oh, totally. Next time, you’re beating Poki at fetch, puppyslut.”

Thomas settled onto the edge of the bed, his gaze sweeping over his three pets. “Rest now, girls,” he commanded, his tone softening but still firm. “Tomorrow, we’ll start planning your streams"

The girls nodded, crawling op onto the bed to lie next to him, their bodies close in a pile of warmth and loyalty. Thomas leaned back, savouring the power and connection of his growing harem, the promise of more training and streams lighting a fire in his mind for the days ahead.

Chapter 11: We are live!

Summary:

Characters: Poki, Rae, Lily, Thomas
Kinks: Exhibitionism, Sex Toys, Humiliation, Oral Sex
Warning: This chapter involves public play, with a live stream.

The warm sunset filtered through the curtains of Thomas’s room, casting a soft, golden glow across the floor. Thomas, the Master of the Streamer Mansion, sat at his desk, staring at his monitor with glee. On his lap sat the newest addition to the mansion, LilyPichu, her petite frame trembling slightly as she nestled against him, her collar jingling faintly. The previous day had marked her initiation into the mansion, and she was still adjusting to how things worked. 

Earlier that day, Thomas had summoned Poki to his room to outline his plan for her first comeback stream. He had picked out a specific outfit for her and also instructed her to wear a remote-controlled vibrator that he would play with throughout the stream.  She and Rae had spent the day getting things read, which included setting up Poki's camera to feed directly to his screen, ensuring he could monitor every moment. Her headset had also been set up so that everything she said would go to his PC first, and he could speak to her without the stream hearing. Now, the feed from her streaming room played live on his monitors, showing her preparing under the pink LED glow.

Now, the feed from her streaming room played live on his monitor, showing her preparing under the pink LED glow. On the screen, Poki moved with a mix of excitement and nerves. She wore the outfit he’d chosen: a lace-trimmed black crop top that clung to her full breasts and bared her midriff, paired with tight leggings that hugged her curves. The “Fuckdoll” collar gleamed around her neck. Thomas had made it clear she had to go live wearing it. She adjusted her mic, fluffing her hair in the mirror.

Lily shifted on her master's lap, her small hands resting on his chest as she glanced up at him, her voice a breathy whisper. “Master… is Poki really going live today like that? With that vibrator inside her?” Her eyes darted to the screen, wide with a mix of curiosity and unease. 

Thomas chuckled, his hand sliding down to cup her hip. "Yes, Lily, she is." This is her first stream back since getting here, and it’s going to be a show. That vibrator’s already in place, and I’ve got the remote right here.” He tapped a small device on the desk, his smirk widening. “I’ll control every pulse, making her squirm for chat while she pretends it’s all normal.”

Lily bit her lip, her blush deepening as she squirmed against him. “I… I’ve never seen her like this. Will she be okay? She looks so nervous.” Her voice trembled, a soft whimper escaping as she pressed closer, seeking reassurance.

“She’ll be fine,” Thomas reassured, his tone firm yet warm. He tilted her chin up, forcing her to meet his gaze. “Poki’s a pro, and she’s chosen this. Today, she’ll chat with her fans, beg for tips, and let me push her limits. But she's letting me do it because she enjoys it. She is a slut. And you, Lily, will help me enjoy it. You’ll serve me here, keeping me satisfied while Poki performs.” He leaned in, his lips brushing her ear. “Understood?”

Lily nodded quickly, her breath hitching. “Y-Yes, Master. I’ll do my best.” She hesitated, then added softly, “What… what should I do while you watch her?”

Thomas grinned, his hand sliding to her thigh, guiding her to adjust her position. “Start by warming me up, Lily. Slide down and use that pretty mouth of yours.” His voice dropped, authoritative, as he activated the mic. “Poki, you'd better go live soon. Adjust that top, show off a bit more. And smile, Fuckdoll."

Through the monitor, Poki’s head jerked slightly at the voice in her headset, a faint flush creeping up her neck. She obeyed instantly, tugging the crop top down, her leggings stretching as she shifted in her chair. “Y-Yes, Master, I'm just about to go live!"

“See that?” he murmured, his hand guiding her head downward. “She’s already starting to squirm. Let’s make this fun for both of us, Lily. Get to work.”

Lily’s breath hitched as she slid off Thomas’s lap, her knees meeting the plush carpet with a soft thud. Her small hands trembled as she reached for him, her fingers fumbling slightly before carefully undoing his pants to free his hardening cock. With a deep, steadying breath, she leaned forward, her lips parting hesitantly to take him into her mouth. The warmth of her mouth enveloped him, her tongue brushing tentatively against his length at first, exploring the texture before she found a rhythm. She began to suck with growing confidence, her cheeks hollowing with each careful motion, her movements becoming more assured as she adjusted to the task. Thomas let out a low, approving groan, the sound rumbling deep in his chest, his hand resting lightly on her head. His fingers threaded through her hair, guiding her pace with a gentle but firm pressure, his focus split between the sensation of her service and the live feed playing out on the monitor before him.

On the screen, Poki finally started her stream. Her face appeared on her Twitch stream, framed by the soft pink LED glow of her streaming room. The “Fuckdoll” collar gleamed prominently around her neck. “Hey, everyone!” she began, her voice bright but tinged with a nervous edge that trembled just beneath the surface. “I’m so excited to be back! It’s been a while, and I can’t wait to catch up!”

The chat erupted with a flurry of messages, scrolling rapidly in a clean, organised format that Thomas watched with a gleam in his eye, revelling in the chaos his control had sparked:

"WHAT IS THAT COLLAR?! ‘Fuckdoll’?? Poki, explain!!"
"That collar is wild, what’s the deal with it??"
"Is this part of the mansion thing? Why ‘Fuckdoll’?? Spill it NOW!"
"I knew Poki was into this freaky kind of thing; it was only a matter of time before she came out with it."

Donations began to pour in almost immediately, each accompanied by a cheerful alert that pinged softly through Thomas’s speakers. 

$10, "Love the vibe, but that collar, WHAT IS HAPPENING?!"
$15, "Collar’s insane—part of the mansion gimmick? We need answers!"
$5,  "That ‘Fuckdoll’ collar—seriously, Poki?? Explain!"

Poki ignored the barrage of shocked comments about her collar, her expression calm as if it were just another casual stream day, though a faint flush crept up her neck. She leaned forward slightly, adjusting her mic, but brushed off the speculation with a light, airy laugh. “So, big news, guys, Me, Valkyrae, and LilyPichu are now all living at the Streamer Mansion! It’s this amazing place in LA, and we’ve teamed up with the fan who won that giveaway, Thomas. He’s been incredible to work with, and we’re all settling in. I’m so excited to be here, and I can’t wait to start collabbing with the girls, so many more people are going to come and join us!" Her voice carried a spark of genuine excitement, her eyes lighting up as she spoke, her hands gesturing animatedly to emphasise her point. But mid-sentence, Thomas twisted the vibrator’s remote to a higher setting.  A sudden, involuntary moan slipped from her lips, the sound raw and unfiltered, her body tensing in the chair as the intense sensation pulsed through her. Her thighs clenched beneath the desk, her fingers gripping the armrests for support as the vibration rocked her core.

The chat reacted with a mix of amusement, confusion, and escalating curiosity, the messages flooding in with renewed vigour:

"Did she just MOAN?? What’s going on with that collar?!"
"Lol, Poki, you okay?"
"Moan + ‘Fuckdoll’ collar = WHAT IS THIS MANSION??"

Poki’s cheeks flushed a deep, rosy pink, the colour spreading across her face as she fought to regain her composure. She recovered with a stutter, her voice shaky but determined, “S-sorry, guys, just… super excited about the collabs!” She forced a nervous laugh, the sound a little too high-pitched, and smoothed her hair with a shaky hand, her fingers lingering as she tried to steady herself. She pressed on as if it were a typical slip-up.  “Yeah, we’ve got some awesome plans in the works, like gaming nights, maybe we'll do some cooking streams, some podcast-style stuff, and I really want to do some Mafia streams here, so stick around for more!” Her voice steadied with effort, though her legs shifted subtly under the desk, the faint tremor in her movements betraying the ongoing sensation. She flashed a bright, practised smile at the camera, determined to keep the facade intact despite the heat building within her.

Thomas smirked, his hand tightening slightly in Lily’s hair as she worked him with growing confidence, her lips sliding deeper along his length with each bob of her head. She was shockingly composed for doing something that would completely destroy her reputation. It was honestly incredibly impressive. He turned the vibrator completely off for the moment and focused back on the unfolding chaos on the monitor, where Poki’s stream continued.

Poki scanned the chat, her eyes darting across the flood of messages; nearly every message carried the same question. What was up with the collar, and what was up with her moan? She knew she wouldn't get away without mentioning it all stream, but she didn't want to address it this early. But she didn't have a choice, she took a deep breath, “Okay, guys,” she said, "I can see you all asking, ‘What’s with the 'Fuckdoll” collar?’” She paused, her cheeks flushing a deeper shade of pink, the embarrassment evident in the way her fingers fidgeted with the edge of her desk, tracing the smooth wood as if it could anchor her. “Oh, it’s, uh… just a fashion choice! Yeah, something I picked up for fun, nothing important, really!” Her laugh was shaky, a brittle sound that cracked under the weight of her discomfort, her eyes darting to the side as if avoiding the camera’s gaze. The attempt to wave it off fell flat, her visible unease only fueling the chat’s curiosity further. The screen lit up with a new wave of messages:

"Fashion choice? Sure, Poki, you’re sweating bullets! That blush is screaming something else!"
 "I wonder who gave it to her? Or if she bought it for herself. I always knew she was a kinky minx."
"Embarrassed much? That collar’s got a story, and you’re not fooling us!"

Lily, still on her knees, felt a jolt of sympathy ripple through her as she heard Poki’s stammered explanation. Her lips paused mid-motion around Thomas, her tongue stilling against him as she glanced up at the screen, her wide eyes reflecting a mix of shock and concern. She’s so embarrassed, Lily thought, her own cheeks burning as she imagined the humiliation of being watched by thousands while struggling to explain something so personal. She wondered if she would have to do that someday. The thought sent a shiver down her spine, her hands tightening on Thomas’s thighs as she resumed her task, her mouth moving with a renewed fervour. 

Before Poki could recover, Thomas cranked the vibrator up again. The sudden surge of intensity ripped another involuntary moan from Poki’s lips, louder and more desperate than before, a raw, unfiltered sound that seemed to echo in the room. Her body arched slightly in the chair, her back bowing as the sensation overwhelmed her, her hands gripping the desk edges so tightly her knuckles whitened. The chat erupted into a frenzy again:

"ANOTHER MOAN?! What is HAPPENING to you, Poki?!"
"Poki, you’re killing us, explain or we riot! That was too real!"
"Moan #2, I bet she has someone under that desk eating her out with how she is reacting. "

Poki’s face burned crimson, her breath coming in short, ragged gasps as she struggled to regain her composure. Her hands shook as she pushed her hair back, her fingers lingering at her temples as if to will away the heat flooding her cheeks. “S-sorry, guys, just… uh, technical glitch or something!” she stammered, forcing another nervous laugh that sounded more like a plea for mercy. She smoothed her hair again, her movements jerky and uncoordinated, and pressed on with a strained smile. “Anyway, like I said, we’ve got gaming nights, cooking streams, podcast stuff, and I’m dying to do some Mafia streams here, so stick around!” Her voice wavered; she was convincing nobody. 

Thomas wasn't holding back, though; he activated his mic and issued a new command, “Poki, drop something on the floor and bend over to pick it up. Make sure they get a good view of that ass in those leggings. Take your time.” His smirk widened as he watched her reaction through the feed.

Poki’s eyes widened in panic. The thought of performing such an act in front of thousands of viewers was infinitely more humiliating than anything she’d been made to do in the privacy of the mansion. Her mind raced. They’ll judge her, oh god, what was she doing? But beneath the embarrassment, she loved it. With a shaky breath, she reached for the water bottle on her desk, her fingers trembling as she deliberately let it slip from her grasp, the plastic clattering loudly against the floor. She hesitated, her chest heaving with a mix of dread and anticipation. She stood up, pushed the chair away, then slowly bent over to retrieve it. The tight leggings stretched taut across her ass, the fabric outlining every curve and dip as she lingered in the position, her movements deliberate yet awkward, her face hidden from the camera but her body fully exposed to the chat.

"DID SHE JUST DO THAT?! That ass tho!  Holy crap, Poki!"
"Moaning and bending over on stream? Poki, you’re wild today. This mansion is the best thing that's ever happened to her"
"That bend was intentional, damn what I would give to be in that mansion."

Poki straightened up and sat back in her chair as she set the bottle back on the desk, her hands trembling uncontrollably.  The embarrassment burned through her, amplified by the thousands of eyes witnessing her submission, the weight of their comments pressing down like a physical force. Her knees felt weak, her breath shallow, this is so much worse than anything before… but why does it feel good? She flashed another strained smile at the camera, her voice quivering as she tried to salvage the moment. “Uh, oops! Clumsy me—let’s move on, shall we?” Her attempt to redirect was weak, her words faltering, but she pressed forward.

Thomas’s grin grew into a full, triumphant smile, his hand tightening in Lily’s hair as he savoured the moment. The power. Poki’s public humiliation on screen, and Lily diligently sucking his cock beneath his desk. It was perfect. And things were just about to get even better. 

Suddenly, the door to Poki’s streaming room burst open, and Valkyrae made her entrance with a stride that commanded immediate attention. Her outfit consisted of a red crop top that clung to her chest, the fabric cut so short it exposed the underside of her breasts. The deep V-neck revealed even more of the topside of her tits, the material stretching slightly with each breath she took. It's paired with a black mini skirt so scandalously short it barely grazes her hips, the hem riding up with every step to expose the edge of her white lace panties, complete with a glistening wet spot.  Around her neck gleamed the “Cumdump” collar as she sauntered toward Poki with a sway in her hips. 

“Wow, Poki!” Valkyrae exclaimed, her voice a melodic blend of playful admiration and teasing warmth as she leaned against the desk, her skirt hiking up further to flash more of the damp fabric in a move that seemed almost accidental yet perfectly timed. “You’re absolutely killing it with that outfit. I haven't seen this room before, it's so pretty in here! You've done such a good job with it all.” She pivoted to face the camera, waving with exaggerated enthusiasm, her movements causing the wet spot to catch the light again in a fleeting, provocative glimpse. “Hey, chat! I am beyond pumped, seriously, over the moon, to be here. This place is wild. Poki has done such a good job! You guys are going to love what we have planned."

The chat, already unhinged by Poki’s earlier performance, descended into utter madness at Rae’s entrance, the flood of messages scrolling at a dizzying, almost unreadable pace:

"Two sluts in one stream? Poki and Rae are begging to be fucked raw. Look at those slutty outfits."
"Look at that wet spot on Rae’s panties, someone’s been getting off hardcore! I’d pound her senseless right now!"
"I’d bend both over and take turns."
"Rae’s skirt is a total tease, flash those tits next, you know you’re dying for the attention, you little minx!"
"Poki’s ass and now Rae's panties, best stream ever, wish they would strip down naked and beg for it!"

Poki and Valkyrae, however, remained steadfastly oblivious to the torrent of degrading remarks. Poki managed a shaky smile, her flush deepening as she turned to Rae, her voice tinged with a mix of relief and gratitude at the distraction from her own predicament. “Thanks, Rae! You look incredible, too. Love that crop top. This place is unreal, right? The pool out back is like something from a magazine."

Rae chuckled, adjusting her skirt with a casual flick that only exposed the wet spot more, as if she were unaware of the exposure. Although she knew exactly what she was doing. “Totally! The gym setup is insane, state-of-the-art everything, and that home theatre? We’re gonna have movie nights that last till dawn.” Her eyes sparkled with genuine excitement.

Back in Thomas’s room, he revelled in the uproar. He could order Poki to flash the stream in a moment of reckless abandon, demand Valkyrae post the most degrading pictures imaginable or command Lily to launch an OnlyFans career with content so explicit it would redefine her legacy. They were his to command, however he desired, their every move, every blush, every moan his to orchestrate and exploit. His hands locked around the back of Lily's head as he ruthlessly thrusted her mouth up and down along his cock.

The golden glow of the sunset had faded, leaving his room bathed in the soft blue light of evening filtering through the curtains. As he kept throat fucking Lily, he turned his eyes onto the monitor, Poki’s stream continued.

On screen, Poki forced a smile, her hands trembling as she leaned toward her mic. “Alright, guys, let’s wrap this up soon! Thanks for joining my comeback stream—it’s been… wild!” Her laugh was shaky, her cheeks blazing from the vibrator’s earlier pulses/

Rae grinned, her fingers trailing along Poki’s arm, brushing the edge of her crop top. “Oh, come on, Poki, don’t end yet! Chat’s eating this up.” Her voice was playful as she gave Poki’s waist a light squeeze, her thumb grazing the bare skin above her leggings. “We haven't even mentioned that we might do a hot tub stream!” She winked at the camera.

Poki’s blush deepened, her breath hitching. “Y-Yeah, we’ll plan something fun!” she stammered, her voice cracking as she tried to redirect. Her thighs shifted under the desk, the vibrator inside her a constant threat, even now that it was silent. “It would be a shame not to use the pool, I guess." The chat raged on:

“RAE’S HANDS ON POKI? SHE’S SO RED!”
“Hot tub stream? These girls in bikinis? Take my money!”
“Poki’s blushing hard."

Rae chuckled, her hand sliding to Poki’s shoulder, giving a gentle squeeze before brushing her collar. “You’re so tense, Poki,” she teased, leaning closer, her breasts pressing against Poki’s arm. “Relax, we’re just hyping the collabs!” She kissed Poki’s cheek, her lips lingering briefly.

Poki stiffened, her face burning. “H-Ha, thanks, Rae!” she managed, her voice high and shaky. Her hands gripped the desk, fighting to stay composed. The humiliation of Rae’s touches in front of thousands was intense, but her body betrayed a flicker of arousal. “Rae is right, we’re gonna have fun here, guys!” she forced out, her smile faltering.

In Thomas’s room, Lily’s eyes flicked to the screen, her breath catching as she saw Poki’s flushed face and Rae’s teasing. The sight stirred her own arousal, her body still buzzing from pleasing Thomas. She pulled up from his cock for a moment, taking deep breaths “Master… Poki’s so embarrassed,” she whispered, her voice soft with concern.

Thomas chuckled, stroking her hair, the bell on her collar jingling. “She’s loving it, even if she’s shy.” He picked up the vibrator’s remote, his thumb hovering over the controls. “Let’s keep pushing her.” His voice was low, dripping with sadistic delight.

On screen, Poki’s body tensed, a soft gasp escaping as the vibrator hummed to life inside her. Her thighs clenched, her hands tightening on the desk as she tried to mask the sensation. “S-So, yeah, we’ll have some awesome streams coming up!” she stammered, her voice wavering, her eyes fluttering briefly. Rae noticed, her grin widening as she squeezed Poki’s shoulder again, her fingers brushing the edge of her crop top, lifting it slightly to expose more skin.

“You’re looking a little warm, Poki,” Rae teased, her voice playful, her hand sliding to Poki’s waist, resting there lightly. “Excited for those collabs, huh?” She leaned closer, her breath warm against Poki’s ear.

“POKI’S SQUIRMING! SOMETHING’S UP!”
“Rae’s got her flustered as hell. Keep going!”

Poki’s breath came in short, ragged gasps, her face crimson as the vibrator’s low pulses built a slow, maddening heat inside her. She gripped the desk harder, her knuckles white, trying to focus on her words. “Y-Yeah! I'm so excited for all of this! It's going to be so much fun." The pleasure was building inside of her so quickly. 

Thomas’s eyes gleamed, his hand tightening in Lily’s hair as he watched Poki struggle. “She’s close,” he murmured, his voice thick with satisfaction. He turned the vibrator up a notch, the pulses intensifying. Poki’s reaction was immediate—a sharp, stifled moan slipped out, her body jerking slightly in her chair as her hips shifted, the pleasure mounting. “Oh!” she gasped, covering it with a shaky laugh. “Just… really excited, guys!” Her voice was high, unconvincing, her face burning as she fought to hold it together.

 

“WAS THAT ANOTHER MOAN? POKI’S LOSING IT!”
“She’s acting weird. Bet she has a toy in her!”
"Never thought I would see the day these two finally came out as sluts."

Thomas’s smirk widened, his cock throbbing as he guided Lily’s head down. “Finish me off,” he growled, thrusting into her mouth, her gag muffled as she took him deeper, her tongue swirling eagerly. He cranked the vibrator to its highest setting, and on screen, Poki’s body jolted hard. A loud, desperate moan tore from her throat, raw and unfiltered, her eyes squeezing shut as her hips bucked against the chair. Her hands clutched the desk, knuckles white, as the intense vibrations pushed her over the edge. “Oh, god!” she gasped, unable to stop herself, her body shaking as an orgasm tore through her. Her thighs clamped together, her leggings visibly damp, her face contorted in pleasure and mortification.

The chat exploded:

“POKI JUST CAME ON STREAM?! WHAT THE HELL?!
“Best stream ever! Rae, make her do it again!”
"WHAT. Poki is so crazy for this. These clips will be shared everywhere."

Poki’s eyes flew open, her breath ragged as she tried to recover. “S-Sorry, guys, I… got too excited!” she stammered, her hands shaking as she pushed her hair back, her face crimson. “Let’s wrap this up!” She reached for the mouse, desperate to end the stream, her smile shaky but resolute.

Rae laughed, her hand resting on Poki’s thigh, giving a light squeeze. “You’re adorable when you’re flustered,” she teased, her voice playful as she leaned in for another cheek kiss, her lips brushing Poki’s skin. “Chat, isn’t she the cutest? We’ll have more fun soon. Poki has to make up for this short stream with some proper content.”

Poki’s voice cracked as she ended the stream, completely ignoring Rae. “Thanks for watching, guys! See you soon!” Her hands trembled as she clicked off, the screen going dark, her face still burning with shame and lingering arousal.

In Thomas’s room, Lily’s eyes widened, her heart racing at Poki’s unravelling. The sight of her public orgasm and Rae’s teasing sent a jolt through her, her thighs pressing together. Thomas’s hand tightened in her hair, his cock throbbing as he watched the chaos. “Good girl, Lily,” he growled, his voice thick with lust. “You’ve been perfect.” He thrust deeper into her mouth, her gags muffled as she took him, her tongue swirling eagerly.

With a deep groan, Thomas came, thick ropes of cum spilling down Lily’s throat. She gagged but swallowed every drop, her eyes watering as she gripped his thighs, her body trembling with effort. She pulled back, gasping, a strand of saliva connecting her lips to his cock. “Did I do well, Master?” she whispered, her voice shaky but proud, her collar jingling.

“You were perfect, puppyslut,” Thomas murmured, stroking her cheek, his chest heaving. He glanced at the dark monitor, the chat’s frenzy still fresh in his mind. “Poki’s stream was a masterpiece, and Rae played her part flawlessly.” He patted his lap, and Lily curled against him, her breath steadying.

A/N: Hope you all enjoyed. Please leave a comment or something if you have any support on the fic, it is really appreciated <3