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The late afternoon sun filtered through the half-drawn curtains of Mirabel's apartment, casting long golden stripes across the living room floor. Mirabel and Mitchelle had been best friends since college, thick as thieves, sharing everything from secrets to clothes to the occasional wild night out. Tonight felt different. Michael, their quiet, broad-shouldered neighbor from across the hall, had finally accepted their invitation for drinks and conversation. He stood in the doorway now, tall and hesitant, his dark eyes flicking between the two women.Mirabel, with her curvy figure poured into a tight black tank top and shorts that hugged her ass, smirked as she closed the door behind him. "We've been watching you, Michael. Always so polite. Always holding back."Mitchelle, slimmer and more athletic with sharp cheekbones and a mischievous grin, circled him slowly. "We think it's time you stopped holding back."Michael swallowed his Adam's apple bobbing. "What exactly are we talking about

The afternoon light had shifted to a warm evening glow by the time the three of them emerged from the bedroom again. Michael’s body felt deliciously used, muscles aching, wrists and ankles bearing faint red lines from the ropes, and his cock still semi-hard even after two intense releases. He sat on the couch in nothing but a pair of loose shorts Mirabel had tossed him, watching as his two Mistresses moved around the kitchen with casual confidence.Mirabel, wearing only an oversized t-shirt that barely covered her ass, poured three glasses of chilled white wine. Mitchelle, in a sports bra and tiny panties, leaned against the counter scrolling through her phone. The easy domesticity felt surreal after the raw domination of the last twenty-four hours.“Come here, pet,” Mirabel called softly.Michael rose without hesitation and walked over. The word “pet” already felt natural on their lips. He stopped in front of them, eyes lowered respectfully.Mitchelle reached out and cupped his jaw,

The next morning, Michael knelt naked in the center of the living room, wrists bound tightly behind his back with thick red jute rope, a thick vibrating plug buzzing relentlessly in his freshly stretched ass. The collar sat snug around his throat as Mirabel and Mitchelle circled him slowly, sipping coffee, their bodies barely covered by silk robes.“You’re doing so well, pet,” Mirabel purred, tugging the chain attached to his collar. “That hungry hole is taking bigger toys every day.”Before Michael could respond, a sharp knock echoed through the apartment. Mitchelle checked her phone and smirked. “Right on time.”The door opened to reveal a tall, stunning woman with sharp hazel eyes, long raven hair, and an athletic yet voluptuous body poured into tight leather pants and a low-cut top that showcased deep cleavage. This was Vanessa , Mirabel and Mitchelle’s old college friend and occasional play partner. She carried herself with commanding arrogance, exuding raw dominance that immedia