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It didn't matter that they were sitting in a family restroom at the airport, or that they had received several unamused and glaring eyes upon them. Yes, they bothered her but she had had a suit of armor wrapped around her arm as the woman donning thigh high boots clacked their way into the room with a large bag in tow.

The elephant in the room was Amber's bulging mass underneath her silk red panties. Upon closing the door to the restroom she was demanded to strip completely. Well, almost completely, as she had been required to come to the airport wearing her special undergarments. Amber had chosen not to wear her cage though, as it would set off the metal detection and would create quite the scene. That was one embarrassment she really wanted to avoid, although she had no idea what Miranda had in store for her. She was still embarrassed that her body didn't reflect how she felt or viewed herself though, and despite her willing her hardon to disappear, it just wouldn't.

Miranda sighed and shook her head as Amber's guilt stayed erect. She turned, reached into her bag and pulled something out. Amber was surprised by the plastic contraception that was tossed nonchalantly in her direction. She barely caught it.

"Did you think I'd let my pretty girl go on a trip with me with that thing hanging between her legs?"

"N-no Mi-Mistress. I didn't w-wear mine because.. Cause of the" she stumbled over her words, her dutch accent making the words thicker like syrup. It was cute, Miranda thought. Amber stood more half a foot taller than Miranda, who even with her commanding heels couldn't meet the femboy in the eye but her presence made Amber feel four feet tall. And they both liked it that way.

"Clever girl as to avoid such trouble. However, I expect your pretty clitty to be ready for the rest of your outfit. You better fit yourself into that cage, because if I have to I might snap something in half."

Amber's whine was delicious as she shimmied halfway out of her panties. She tried to force her burdonsome member into the plastic cage as Miranda looked on with mild disinterest. A few deep, deep breaths and thoughts of science later, Amber was locked inside at last. Having completed her makeup, Miranda pulled out something that made her pet blush from ear to ear. It was a skirt, and a very short one at that. It was plaid red and black.

"Your beautiful pale skin will shine in these, mijn kliene liefde." she said with praise. She held the skirt in place as Amber stepped into it. She twirled, feeling beautiful and sultry as she caught herself in the mirror. Her top was still bare save her matching silk bra, which gave her the appearance of small pert breasts. Miranda took out a shirt that was a little larger than a tube top and helped her pet into that as well. The final addition was a curly black wig that was fitted just right atop her head.

Miranda stood back for inspection. She looked very satisfied at her beautiful girl, who had transformed from a meek, unsure femboy into a shining star, her skin reflecting how she felt on the inside.

That confidence wavered as reality returned once her Mistress stood up to leave.

"Our flight leaves soon, my dear. Time to shine."

Amber felt far from ready and while Miranda enjoyed her discomfort she had a gesture of kindness left. The shorter woman shrugged off her leather jacket and held it for Amber to put on. It offered her some cover and it smelled like Miranda, which helped tremendously. It was time to fly, which barely touched the level of happiness Amber had been feeling after her transformation.

- - - - -

He gripped the wheel tight enough that his knuckles had turned white. His eyes scanned the crowd every so often to see if he'd catch sight of either of them. He only knew them by pictures but he knew them intimately, and even then he believed he could sense her presence. To his dismay, his phone sat listless on the seat next to him. She hadn't texted him once since meeting Amber, who had also gone dark save a short "She's real!" message. The fox was hardly quiet when excited so it made him even antsier for them to land.

Zack shifted in his seat and winced. He had been plugged for a few hours now and it sat dry in his ass. She hadn't requested him to wear it but he had thought to surprise her. It would at least result in a spanking, which the thought delighted him.

There. They were unmistakable. From across the street she was stunning. Blonde hair bounced with each step, a slender tall girl with dark curly hair keeping stride but positioned respectfully behind her. He knew in his heart that that was his Mistress, and it was nearly ready to explode from his chest. She had teased him about all of the things she'd make him do when they met, including but not limited to making him a kitten immediately at the airport. She did have a rather large bag with her, while Amber carried a more modest one. The taller girl seemed nervous, eyes darting around looking for him. He had said what type of car he had but there were several of the same make. He had the element of surprise but he seemed frozen in place. Was this really happening?

- - -

Mira didn't have to keep Amber in check as they scanned the parking lot for Zack. The fox knew her place very well and while she knew she could be a brat her nerves kept her submissive. Mira knew about her intense desire to please, as well as her desire to play as soon as possible. Being a brat might delay that, and the time that they had together was precious.

He stood outside his car as tall as he could. Her arms wrapped around his neck and pulled him close. Her smell was intoxicating and he leaned in more than willingly, hoping for a kiss. He was denied though, only feeling her whisper meet his lips

"I've missed you, kiteen." he still shivered from the words. She released him and beckoned towards Amber. "Come on now, Ive wanted to see you greet your sister properly."

Still lusting after her kiss, Zack took charge and pulled the tall girl's head towards his.

"Hello, little sister." He said, kissing her gently. She returned a small kiss, still antsy about the sheer amount of public attention they might have gathered. When they parted lips they both looked at Mira expectantly. She felt the power that they had given her over them in that moment. It made her both want to love them and defile them. The mixture was what made their trio so perfect in the first place.

"Well, that's better. We've got some time to get more acquainted. Let's head to the lake, shall we?"

They had an extended weekend together. Five days of bliss. Almost a week. No amount of time would ever be enough. When Zack turned to get into the car Mira slapped him squarely on the ass, forcing a cry out of the older man.

"I knew you'd be a dirty little slut, Zack." she chided, fingering the base of his plug. "You'll be fucking yourself soon enough. Both of you will.",

Mira hadn't shared a detail about what she had planned for them. She had given them a list of things to bring and they could speculate amongst themslves but their Mistress was tight lipped.

"What else could you expect from me, Mistress?" Zack's mischievous grin told her all she needed to know about what kind of kitty he'd be during this trip and she matched his with her own dark one. That'd be good. She had some sadistic needs to be met.

- - -

The trio arrived at the lakehouse in short order. They had to stop on the way so that Mira could take out a small dildo and fuck Amber to the point of orgasm and stop just then. She eyed Zack's needy face as she abused the girl's pussy and she chimed in about those who behave get rewarded and those who act of their own accord don't. Despite that warning , Zack chose to finger his plug. Miranda counted sternly and made it to seven before Zack wised up. By the time they got back in the car Amber was whining and whimpering about her needs. To make matters worse, Mira had Amber sit on her special dildo and she chose to vibrate it with the remote at the most inconvenient times. The poor femboy squirmed and struggled within her seat not to cum and against her will to touch herself. She chanted under her breath "I'm a good girl I am good girl."

Mira forced an orgasm out of Amber while still in the car, her cum oozing out of her cage and onto the seat, soiling her panties.

"Look at the mess you made you dirty girl! For shame!" she commanded Zack to take Amber's panties off and stuff them in her mouth. Mira gave Amber a few quick swatts on her bottom and made her rub her face in the cum on the seat. Amber groaned as she did, feeling every bit as dirty as she was told she was.

Zack diligently carried in all of their bags and waited by the car for Mira to be done with Amber. As she clasped her hands together and turned towards the man she said with a glint in her eye, "You'll be getting my belt, brat."

He swallowed hard and said weakly "Yes Mistress.." before taking his sister's hand and leading her into the house. Amber's mouth was still stuffed with her panties and remained so as they inspected the house.

Mira unpacked and showed them all the toys she had brought, some to their delight and some to their dismay. There was a skimpy French maid outfit that she showed Amber and she explained that there would be no tolerance for a late breakfast or cup of coffee in the morning. She turned to Zack and told him that he'd be in charge of lunch and Mira would take care of dinner every night. She wasn't going to make them do everything while on this trip, but she did expect a show on some nights. She winked at them and they both shuddered.

It was hard for her to keep her hands off of them until now. The sexual energy between the three of them had been so charged it was palpable. She commanded Amber onto her knees and to sit there while Zack was told to bend over the bed. Mira made them both wait as she closed herself into the bathroom for a minute. When she returned, Zack barely noticed anything different about her except that her belt buckle was undone. He watched worriedly as she slid it out from her pants, her commanding heels clicking around the bed and out of his sight.

It was Amber who noticed the bulge as Miranda had come to a complete stop right in front of her. Mira looked down at the girl and simply raised an eyebrow.

It was like unwrapping a present for her as she undid the rest of Mira's pants and pulled them down. She too had a lacy panty on, which barely contained the purple mass behind it. One hand tugged out the panties in Amber's mouth and she took them, leaned forward and shoved them in Zack's mouth from behind.

"I expect to hear you both count. And if I don't, he gets it worse. Clear?"

"Crystal, Mistress." was heard easily from Amber and a muffled affirmation from Zack. Her hands pulled down his pants while her hips impatiently thrusted towards Amber's mouth. She felt Amber's trembling hands work to undo her jeans enough to slide them down. Beneath her panties laid a purple monster that the fox couldn't wait to get her mouth around. She gently teased her Mistress' panties off of her strap on and licked her lips.

"Look at what a greedy slut you are, Amber. Drooling before I've even had a chance to throatfuck you. For shame." she mocked Amber's enthusiasm while her hands felt up Zack's pale ass. There were some remains of bruising from when she had him punish himself not too long ago and it brought a smile to her face. Her kitten was always so mischievous, which meant he was always marked in some regard.

She could feel the goosebumps form on his skin in the wake of her fingertips. When she quickly raised her hand she grinned at his flinch. She could feel Amber's hand grasp her strapon, tugging it as if to jerk her mistress off.

Mira doubled the belt over to shorten the leather and let it trace over Zack's back down to his ass. She snapped it without warning and the sound was followed by a choirs of muffled "Offne Mwwistress". One hand fell to the back of Amber's head, twisting into her curly black hair and impaling her further onto the purple shaft. The girl produced a small coughing fit and Mira groaned, imagining how it'd feel. Another crack of the belt landed right on his bruising, making the older man buck in pain. Another two lighter taps followed by the appropriate muffled counts.

She struck him again, this time landing across his plug leaving a red stripe across his cheeks. She stroked the red line with her hand and gripped the end of the plug firmly. Mira pulled it out slowly, letting the bulbs work their magic on his rim. Soon there was a chorus of moans and slurping as Mira fucked Amber's face and Zack's ass. She could see his hard cock just below where she was playing and with a decisive strike she hit his shaft once with the belt, forcing quite the shriek out of the man.

"Oh dear me, my hand slipped. Kiss your brother's cock better, slut." she pulled her length out of Amber's reach and stepped back. Zack stayed bent over the bed as Amber turned to lick and kiss the bottom of his shaft and balls, wherever she could actually reach. Zack hissed through his teeth, while it felt great to get attention it stung almost as bad as the belt did.

Mira lifted her little girl's skirt to reveal her ass as well.

"Now, baby girl, you didn't do anything to deserve a spanking but I can't let this pretty little tush sit out on all the fun. I'd be doing me a disservice."

She laid the belt across Zack's back and brought her hand down on Amber's bottom. She yelped and licked Zack faster.

"I didn't hear a number."

"S-six!" called Amber, worried she had miscounted.

"Good girl." Miranda gave her a firm spank on the other cheek.

She slipped a finger into Amber's ass and fingered her slowly. "Tell me how much you like your pussy played with, little girl."

"Ooww Mistress I love having you inside my pussy. Please can I have your perfect cock Mistress?" she begged in between sucking on Zack's head.

"Hmm what a good idea. I think it's time to fuck yourself, Zacky. Up on your back on the bed. Let this little whore suck you off while you fuck that naughty misbehaving ass of yours. I need to claim my girl's pussy for my own."

Zack groaned as he rolled to his back, his cock standing painfully erect. Amber nearly jumped on him as she clambered onto the bed, ready to resume her task in a better position.

Mira kept herself to the side as she lined herself up behind Amber's wagging bottom so she could see all of the show. Amber was working Zack like a pro and it made Mira wet to watch. She had a tinge of jealousy as she saw Amber's red lips encase his length but she reminded herself that both of them were hers and she would be able to have his cock and her lips at any time.

Her finger was still inside Amber's pussy, exploring the cavity at her leisure. When a second one entered she started scissoring the hole to stretch her slowly. Mira wanted her claiming to hurt but she didn't want to break the girl on the first day.

Lining the tip of her purple shaft to her entrance Mira gripped onto Amber's hips to hold her steady. Her body resisted the intrusion despite her willingness to open up for her Mistress and the girl groaned around Zack's cock.

Miranda embedded her shaft into the moaning girl. She didn't stop pressing until her pelvis rested against Amber's ass and even then she thrusted, wishing to go deeper into her cavern.

Amber whined about feeling so full as she swallowed Zack's cock into her mouth. His hand had found her head and he laid his back as he slowly fucked her throat. Miranda watched the girl's head bobbing with pleasure and she started her own rhythm of fucking Amber. She had her positioned enough that her clitty got friction from the bedside, increasing the swirling perfect storm inside Amber.

"M-Mistress may I cum?!" Zack pleaded on his back. He had been edged for a week before their meeting today and the stimulation was overwhelming. His sister's mouth had been so inviting that he knew he couldn't last much longer.

"No. Not yet." she commanded and he groaned in agony. "You'll wait those misbehaving seconds you had me count earlier."

"One.."

"Two.."

"Three..." He moaned as Amber hadn't let up, knowing how close he was. That mischievous fox was trying to get him to explode.

"Four.."

"Five.."

"Six.."

"S......seven. Cum for me, kiteen." she said finally, and the boy's hips bucked instantly into Amber's mouth. She was sent into a coughing fit that turned to choking as her throat was filled with Zack's cum.

"Ooohhgod thank you Mistress!"

"Now thank your sister, slut." Miranda had grown rougher, punishing Amber's hole with her shaft. Amber had gripped onto the bed sheets, twisting them in her balled up fists. Zack turned around and kissed her deeply. He could taste his cum on her tongue and he tried to slurp it up greedily.

"Thank you Sister." he said with love. Amber's eyes were glazed with lust as she was claimed by her mistress. Zack slid off the bed and dared to go up to Miranda. The woman stood taller in her heeled boots and she lifted his chin with one hand, the other holding firmly onto Amber and she kissed him just as deeply, if not more so. She could taste his sweat, his tears and his cum on his lips. It was a kiss that had waited for a lifetime to happen.

It ended too quickly as Miranda pushed him to the ground on his knees. Lifting Amber up enough, Zack slipped between the bed and her trembling legs to suck and play with her clitty. Amber felt her Mistress aiming at her prostate and she felt the strain in her cage so much that it hurt.

"Aahhooww Mistress please can I cum??" Amber begged breathlessly, hands still entwined in the bed. Zack had been told to free his sister's clitty and it slapped him in the face as soon as the cage was off. He took to flicking just the head with his tongue as one would a clit and as soon as Miranda granted permission Amber spewed ropes of cum onto Zacks face and tongue.

Amber collapsed onto the ground once Miranda had withdrawn her shaft. It was somewhat dirty and Miranda noticed that. She simply had to point at Zack for Amber to start licking her own cum off of his face. They both kissed, sharing the white liquid and when Miranda turned Amber's attention towards her cock and commanded her to clean it it tasted both like cum and degradation all at once. Amber couldn't think of something that tasted better as her cheeks flared red.

When Zack was told to take his plug out he winced and whined but did so obediently. Miranda released herself from the strapon and ordered both toys to be cleaned. Then they were to clean themselves. Miranda helped Amber take her wig off and showed her how to remove her makeup, promising to put more on once she was showered.

Miranda let the two of them shower together, helping clean each other. Amber was gingerly caring for Zack's strike marks and Zack took care to clean the small trickle of blood from Amber's pussy down her leg. All of this Miranda watched from the other room with a smile on her face.

They came out with smiles on their faces and to that Miranda raised an eyebrow.

"What are you two up to?" she inquired. Miranda was sitting on the bed in a robe, having removed her boots and clothes already. She had been planning to shower as well. They knelt by her knees and each took a leg, spreading them. Miranda fought them at first but both of them were stronger and soon her legs were pinned against the bed.

"Wh-what are you doing? Release me!" she barked. Zack undid the belt on her robe as Amber snickered and pulled it open to reveal Miranda's milky skin. Her mound was smooth, shaved for the week and beneath it her pussy lips sat just within view.

Her pets mirrored each other's movements as their fingers crept up her inner thigh towards her pussy. The growl that escaped Miranda instilled the slightest amount of fear in them both but looking at each other they found the courage to continue.

Their index fingers traced each lip of her entrance, feeling its wetness from both sweat and excitement. Their Mistress truly enjoyed fucking them and now it was their turn.

"You two better let go of me now." she warned. Her warning ended in a gasp as two fingers probed her. The pair worked in unison, exploring her pussy and adding each a second finger once they found her the spot that made her moan the loudest.

Miranda strained against the two for a moment longer before falling back on the bed, her chest heaving as they assaulted her cunt. When she felt their mouths kissing and nipping at her inner thighs she shivered with pleasure. It was when she felt Zack's teeth on her clit that she bucked. Amber had three fingers inside her, alongside Zack's two and now his teeth. Miranda loved having her clit nibbled on and bit and each quiver of her legs showed that.

When the stimulation became too much Mira groaned their names, grasped Zack's hair and pulled hard as she came, her pussy clamping down around their prying fingers. Zack had let Amber join him in tasting their Mistress' sweet necter.

When the aftershocks had finally abated, the pets released their mistress who laid breathing heavily on the bed. They curled up next to her on either side, kissing and showering her with affection. She kissed each of their foreheads in return and shined brightly between them.

"This is home." she said, keeping her arms firmly around each of them. They laid like that for some time before Miranda asked them to prep dinner to be cooked out on the grill while she cleaned herself.

The naughty pets chose to take turns peeking in on their mistress bathing. She had chosen to soak in the large tub, overflowing with bubbles and warmth. Whenever Mirada caught them snooping she simply smiled. They'd be up to their tricks for sure, and she loved them. It was only when they went overboard did they get punished. As long as Amber didn't bring any glitter things wouldn't get too out of hand.

Dinner consisted of steak, corn, salad and iced tea. There was a small spread of chips and dip with which Amber booped onto Zack's nose. He proceeded to chase her around trying to do the same but he couldn't catch the quick fox. Miranda laughed as they ran about.

After dinner was cleaned up Mira lead them into the woods. She didn't look back, and expected full obedience. Knowing them and their tendencies, it was a small risk for them to choose to disobey but she believed they knew why they were here. There was some seriousness in the air about her and they knew when to tread lightly.

Mira held a small metal box in her hand. It was one that sat on the dresser in their bedroom but it was one neither pet dared to touch. Mira cleared her throat and began to speak with a serious yet gentle tone.

"Do you swear to serve me, obey me, be at my side and in my heart?"

"We do Mistress."

"Will you love and care for each other as you do me?"

"We will Mistress."

"I will serve you as you serve me. I will care for your needs, meet your wants and excel at cherishing your hearts as I would my own. I will guide you, protect you, and love you for as long as you wear my collars and even afterwards. You are mine, and you always will be." Mira promised, fastening Amber's collar first, a beautiful pink one with an "O" engraved on it. She sat there on the tree stump proudly as Mira turned her attention to Zack, placing his red collar with a matching "X" engraved on its tag.

"Thank you Mistress.."

She stood back with the biggest smile on her face. Both of her pets sat there proudly, tears in their eyes and their chests puffed out with pride. She opened her arms and they ran to her despite their sore bodies. Both Amber and Zack picked her up and spun with her. Her protests about being off the ground were ignored as their ownership was finally realized physically. Their jubilation had her tearing up too.

She made them a special dinner that night, having snuck out of the house to get some steaks and fish. They had wine to go with dinner and told jokes and stories about their friends and each other. They talked well into the sunset and into the night, truly at peace in each other's company.

The three of them slept soundly in the bed that night. There were legs and arms tangled together, the strong smell of sex sitting in the air and yet all was peaceful. When Mira awoke in the middle of the night she gently pet both of them, her eye on her windowsill. It was only in the moonlight did her pain show, the ache inside that never left her. Zack shifted and cuddled Mira tighter, only his peeking eye catching her moment of weakness. He didn't speak though, just held her. Mira turned I to him, away from the moonlight and kissed him softly. Pulling Amber closer behind her, she rested her head on Zack's chest and let his gentle heartbeat help her drift off to sleep once more.

- - -

Zack and Miranda awoke to an empty left side of the bed. They could smell eggs cooking in the kitchen and they looked at each other groggily. Zack then popped out of bed, fetched his naked Mistress her robe and slippers and helped her into them. He only wore his collar and boxers, which he knew he'd shed eventually. There was no way in hell he'd be taking his collar off.

Amber was dutifully in the kitchen in her wonderfully skimpy maids outfit. Her new panties shone a bright pink under the black and white skirt as she bound around behind the counter. Miranda sat down and was met by a smile, a kiss on the cheek out of respect and a steaming cup of coffee. She returned a peck to Amber, who went about making toast.

Zack accompanied Miranda at the table who shook her head and pointed at the ground next to her. He obediently sat and leaned into her side as she stroked his head. It only took a few pets before he started purring. When Amber saw this she scampered to the fridge, took out the milk and a bowl and placed it before Zack. He wasn't in his gear but he easily slipped into his kitten petspace. The boy lapped up the milk as Amber set the table for Miranda and the floor for themselves.

"You look gorgeous Amber dear." she praised the French maid who had worn the wig and had attempted at her own makeup. Miranda had to admit she did fairly well although she was a bit heavy with the blush. Unless she was actually blushing. If she had been, that'd be good for what Mira had planned for today.

They ate breakfast as a family would save for the fact that they ate on the floor. It felt comfortable for them, it felt right. When Amber sat on the other side of the chair she received praise and pets of her own. Miranda kissed the girl slowly in thanks, the coffee taste still on her lips.

Miranda got up and went to the freezer. She checked on something and closed the door without taking anything out. It piqued their curiosity but they didn't question their mistress.

She chose to take them for a walk down by the water, producing a leash for both of them. The leashes matched the color of their collars. She didn't have them crawl but they were to trail behind her as they walked. The lake was beautiful and they spotted a turtle on a log before it slipped into the water.

Zack yanked on his leash when he spotted a bird, trying to pounce on it. It flew away easily and Zack returned to his spot with a huff. Amber snickered at him and he tickled her side, making her run ahead of Miranda.

"Hey!" she exclaimed as they twisted the leashes and tied her up. One more tug and the three of them fell into the water all tangled together.

"Aahh!" "Oohnoo!! " "Eeep!" they all cried out before laughing and struggling to untie themselves. Miranda wasn't very pleased with the turn of events but after a few splashes she was laughing with them. She chided them for their naughtiness and eventually ended the playing to return to the house.

She demanded both to strip, leaving their soiled clothing on the porch. Her robe had been ruined as well but she chose to keep it on to make the distinction that they were below her. She had them crawl to the bedroom add to that.

Placing each leash at the foot of the bed, anchoring the pets there, Miranda made a show about collecting toys. She also turned the air down very low and soon both pets were shivering from it.

She put two candles on the dresser and could hear Amber whimper. She knew how much she loved waxplay and she had every intention to meet all of their desires this week.





Miranda had them both lie on the bed, Zack on the left and Amber on the right. Their arms and legs that touched were crossed and they were tied to the bed spread eagle.

"You both are mine. Your bodies are mine, your minds.. Your pain. And your pain is each others." she said the last statement with a slap to both of their thighs, making them yelp.

She turned to the candles, picking up a red one and lighting it. She used that candle to light the purple and returned to the bedside. Amber squirmed in anticipation.

"You know what, I almost forgot. I'll be right back."

She returned the candles to their spot and left the room. Amber and Zack looked at each other worridly, then at the candles' wax pooling slowly.

Miranda returned with two rods that were crystal clear. She climbed onto the bed and traced each of their collarbones with them. Zack hissed as the icy rod came into contact with his skin and Amber let out a groan. They struggled to move away from it as it trailed down to their groins. They were already hard from being restrained and the heat that emitted from between their legs almost hurt when it came into contact with the cold ice. It was as if it burned.

She tortured them with the ice for a moment more before putting them in a glass by the bed. She went back to the wax and said "oh my" loud enough for them to hear.

"Now, I'm not ambidextrous or anything but I wanted to watch you both cry at the same time. So don't hold it against me if my lines are sloppy. Although, I'll hold it against you." Her grin frightened them greatly.

While they strained against their binds Miranda went to work starting her masterpiece. She didn't allow a break as she dropped the wax atop their bare skin. One line was curved, the other diagonal.

" Aggh, mercy Mistress!" cried Amber. Zack growled and squirmed, feeling the crossing of lines pooling at the center of his core and the heat sinking into him. They could feel the initial drops drying, tightening their skin to the point of agony.

The continual fiery assault brought tears to Amber's eyes. Zack was baring his teeth in sheer pain. The contrast between the melting ice that followed the burning wax was threatening to be too great for them both.

Miranda stood back to look at her masterpiece. Reaching from Zack's sternum down to his naval was a large red "X". Amber's chest held an equally sized "O" on hers, one that heaved from the residual pain from the heat and the wax drying.

"There," she said, pleased "all of my hugs and kisses, all of my love, squirming right beneath me. Do you feel my love, little ones?"

"Y-yes Mis-stress" they both stammered in unison. Their breaths were short and grew even sharper as she decided to encase the letters in the opposite colors havles of a heart.

By the time the V was made connecting the bottom half of the heart Zack was in tears too. The wax slowly oozing down his side was beyond pain.

Miranda discarded the candles and stood atop the bed. She pulled out her phone and framed her pets nicely.

"Smile, my babies." she said as they sniffled, tears still staining their blushing cheeks, their hardons still exposed. She took what was left of the ice then and traced closer and closer to their junk.

"You two naughty pets thought you had me last night didn't you. Tag teaming your Mistress, pretending you have power here. I'll show you power."

She knew it was time to claim Zack and she straddled him wide, letting the heat of her pussy touch his cold hard cock. The man groaned in need and tried to thrust up to meet her hole but Miranda denied him with a simple movement. Her hand found itself on his neck and she leaned down as she slid down his shaft slowly, of her own accord.

What air escaped his lips was barely a whisper as his mistress enveloped him. She fucked him hard and fast, very occasionally letting him gasp for air before she stole it from him again by either her hand or her mouth. She kept him on edge for some time before she whispered in his ear to breed her like the stallion he was. That brought life into his hips as he matched her grinding atop him and shot his load deep inside her cunt.

Out of breath herself, Mira leaned back and sat, feeling Zack beginning to soften inside her. She turned enough to look down at Amber, who sat there in amazement and growing anticipation. When she dismounted Zack she saw how much of the wax she had torn off his skin, leaving an angry pink mark in its wake. It was time for the girl now.

"While you are my girl, Amber, I want you to know that all parts of you belong to me. That being said, I'll be claiming all of you. At least until I decide to cut this traitorous clitty of yours off and make you a true girl. I know you'd like that."

Instead of fucking Amber like she had Zack, Mira chose to ride Amber's length. She rubbed her lips around her shaft and kept at it while the femboy squirmed and moaned underneath her. With Zacks cum leaking out of her pussy and her own wetness helping slide her up and down Amber's pole.

It was when Amber begged to cum did she let her cock slip into her pussy to soak in her cream. Amber shuddered under Mira as she came, the girl whispering sweetnothings into her ear. As she did, she undid the restraints on Amber's arms. She moved over to Zack, kissing him lovingly and letting their combined cum drip onto his leg as she untied him.

She then collapsed between them. Amber went to work cleaning between Miranda's legs. Her mistress called her a cumslut affectionately and pat her head when she was done.

- - -

After Amber and Zack had fallen soundly asleep, Miranda crept out of the bed and went outside to the porch. She sat there for some time in the quiet, listening to the gentle lapping of the lake below.

She was startled by a small scraping at her leg and she looked down to see what it was. Zack was there, on hands and knees. He rubbed his head against her shin, his fuzzy ears tickling her softly. Miranda smiled down at him and stroked the back of his head. Zack leaned into the pets.

"Are you happy, kiteen?" she asked earnestly.

Meeoww he replied, tilting his head within her hand.

Miranda slid off the chair and onto the deck, patting her lap. Zack climbed onto it mostly and laid down across it. She stroked from his head down his back to his tail that sat plump on his bottom. She ran her fingers through his tail, taking the tip of it and tickling his side with it.

She dropped his tail in favor of petting his head. Mira began to humm softly and she smiled as Zack purred alongside her song. The two sat, basking in the moonlight and with each other.

"I love when you purr for me, little boy." Zack responded with a happy chirp, flipping onto his back to let her pet his stomach. He kept his front paws hanging in the air, kneading the space between them.

Whenever she tickled his side he squirmed and swat at her hand, gruffing and huffing yet smiling. The jingling of his collar filled the air with a sweet, light sound. When their eyes caught she could see how much adoration sat within them for her. She only hoped that that was reflected in her own. Her hand gingerly rubbed his backside where bruises had settled into a deep, angry purple. Zack stayed as still as he could, not wanting to interfere with her loving touch.

She leaned down and kissed his forehead and whispered "I'm happy too baby boy."

She resumed humming and it wasn't long before a yawn emerged from Zack's mouth. Her hand moved under his chin to stroke there with her thumb.

Miranda moved her lips to his and kissed him softly, slowly. She could feel the man melt beneath her and onto the porch as she did. His hands fell around her arm, holding her close within the kiss.

She withdrew and pried her arm away from him. With a finger, she bat his hand, enticing him to try to trap it. They played like that for some time, until Miranda herself yawned. She flicked his bell, making a pleasant sound and she said gently "Its time to go to bed, dear. We'll have more playtime tomorrow."

- - -

Mira sat at her window the next morning sipping her coffee that her fox had lovingly prepared for her. She smiled into the cup as she looked out to the grassy knoll on which the house sat. She could see movement near some tall grass, Zack was stalking Amber on all fours. His kitten ears poked out of the grass but Amber pretended not to see him.

She squealed with surprise as he pounced and together they rolled in the grass. It warmed her heart seeing her pets so carefree. She felt that lightness herself, one that they could see when they occasionally glanced at her window to see that they were still under her watchful eye.

Amber had scampered down by the lake and the kitten had followed her, swiping playfully at her bushy red tail. Amber rolled and came to a stop by the water, pretending to lap at it. When Zack came up next to her, she splashed him and ran away. He chased after her, mrowling grumpily and nearly ran into his petsister as she had come to a complete stop.

Their Mistress' window was empty, but that wasn't what gave them pause. In the grass near the house sat Miranda, on all fours like them with a reddish grey set of ears atop her head. She mewed at the shocked pair and trotted down to them, her own tail swishing behind her. The plug sat warmly inside her ass and the fur tickled her legs as she crawled along. She paused when she saw a butterfly and slunk down to stalk it.

The two came to life, excitement buzzing within them seeing their Mistress so lighthearted. It was rare to see her kitten nowadays but here she was in the sunlight with them. Amber hopped in front of Mira, disturbing the butterfly to her dismay and booped her nose with her own. Mira shook her head and chirped at the fox, who snickered and hopped around. Mira swatted at her, missed, and proceeded to clamper after her. When she caught up to Amber, she tackled her and rolled in the grass, laughing lightheartedly.

Zack watched them play for a moment, days after meeting them in person still in amazement that they were here. He laid down and rested his head on his paws, swaying his butt slowly as to swish his tail.

Huffing slightly, Mira returned to his side and sniffed him. She licked the back of his neck in a grooming sense and nipped him. He let out a short mrrowl and she nipped again. He felt tingling in his loin and it wasn't until his mistress fell to her side did he stir.

Zack sniffed at her backside several times, making short gruff sounds. Seeing her breast bounce about as she moved had him harder than steel. Mira swished her tail further before rolling on all fours and raising her ass to him, letting her glistening slit peek out from behind her tail.

Zack wasted no time in mounting his kitten Mistress. He kept true to his nature, prodding his cock against her until it met his mark, his pawed hands gripping her wide hips.

Amber looked on as her brother started slowly fucking Mira. She barked and circled them, her clitty straining against her cage. Upon the second circle Mira hissed to get her attention and pawed at the fox to knock her down. Amber reflexively rolled onto her back before her superior and chitteted in delight as she felt Mira's tongue lap at her clitty between the metal cage that surrounded it.

The grunts behind Mira spurred her tongue into a frenzy as Zack drove into her. She had to put her hands on Amber to keep her still, her bell jingling on her collar as she withered under Mira's attention. She howled when Zack leaned down and bit her back as hard as he could. He knew he'd be in trouble for it but Zack knew his Mistress and how much she loved pain. She pushed herself back onto his cock, loving every second of their mating.

It didn't take long from when Mira freed Amber's clitty and sucked on her length for the fox to explode in an orgasm. Mira felt Zack follow suit as he pumped rope after rope of cum into her pussy. She groaned and enjoyed the full feeling. When he withdrew and collapsed onto the ground, Mira rolled next to him and spread her legs.

Amber obediently crawled on her belly over to her Mistress and started licking Zack's cum from her bright red oyster. Amber took care to clean every last bit, indulging on the mixture of tastes. It was when Mira's breath became labored did she realize how close her mistress was to her own end. The fox doubled down on her clit and Zack turned to his side to lick and bite Mira's beautiful breasts.

Lost in their oral assault on her, Mira squirmed and mewled as they took over. Amber between her legs greedily licked and nipped at her clit, recalling her liking of teeth. Zack wasn't shy as he showered her nipples in bites and hickies. When she finally came, her body was wracked with aftershocks that kept her trembling for some time. Zack curled around his Mistress, raising a leg to allow his cumslut of a sister to clean his cock as well before she collapsed on the other side of Mira to cuddle as well. The three of them dozed off in the warm sunlight, exhausted and contented.

When Zack woke up it was dark outside. The three had slept the day away but he didn't feel like it was wasted. They were tangled up, legs, arms, tails all intertwined. This was bliss.

He nuzzled Amber awake and the fox was reluctant to open her eyes. Together they licked their mistress's cheeks, waking her up as pets would. They mewed and barked at her until she awoke. Mira pushed them away with a huff and twisted onto her stomach. There were grass marks on her back. Amber nudged her up and trotted towards the house.

Miranda and Zack followed suit, Zack playing with Miranda's tail along the way. The three crawled inside, the pets' bells jingling as they did. Inside, Amber led them to the bathroom where she took off her fox ears and tail. She crawled into the shower and squatted down. She peed and blushed as Zack and Miranda looked on.

Before Zack became too aroused he crawled in, after taking his furs off, lifted his leg and started to pee on Amber's leg. The fox turned and let his stream hit her face, lapping at it and making a face at the dirty taste. Miranda licked her lips at them and stood slowly after dekittying herself as well. She cleared her throat.

"What dirty, dirty pets you are. Well, at least you are potty trained." she said with some praise. Miranda stepped into the shower, careful not to step in either of their puddles and she said simply, "Beg."

They both rose up on their knees and made pitiful, needy sounds. Miranda spread her legs and joined in on the watersports, spraying and leaking piss down her legs. Both pets lapped at her legs, trying to clean her liquid off as best as they could.

She allowed them to play with themselves. She watched as they jerked themselves off, Amber with two fingers on her clitty and Zack's cock in his hand. She bent down and ordered them to cum into her expectant palm. Zack was the first to oblige and Amber followed after.

"You greedy pets can't get enough cum, can you?" she said as she lightly smacked both her full hands on each of their mouths. Miranda leaned in to kiss them fully, taking in both the dirty piss scent and the goopy mess of cum on their cheeks and lips.

She leaned on Zack enough so she could turn the shower on and grab the soap. The three of them took turns cleaning each other, filling the shower floor with suds.

Miranda got out first and fetched some towels. She then asked Amber to sit on the stool in the bathroom and she dismissed Zack.

Miranda stood behind Amber, gently brushing her damp hair. It wasn't very long yet but she was finally able to start growing it out. There was enough to run her fingers through and she did so lovingly. She styled it with a feminine flair.

"Amber, you shine like a star when you're able to show the world who you truly are. If you accept yourself, it will not matter what anyone else says."

"I know Mistress but it's hard. I don't want to be rejected."

"You let me know if that ever happens and I'll give them a piece of my mind. You're my little girl and you always will be."

She took some of her moisturizer and turned Amber towards her. She gently applied the liquid to her skin, down her neck, her shoulders and her arms. She took some lip gloss out and dotted it on Amber's lips and stood back with a smile.

"It's bedtime, so no full makeup yet love."

Amber stood, kissed her mistress and thanked her before preparing for sleep.

- - -

It was the morning of their last day and it was hard for them all to stay cheery. The days had flown by and they had barely scratched the surface on everything they wanted to do. Zack joined Miranda in the shower and made love to her against the wall while Amber made breakfast. He held her under her ass, back arched and shoulders braced against the tile as he slowly thrusted into her. The water cascaded around them and swept them away into another world.

Amber had to reheat the food by the time the two emerged. Her French maid outfit had some stains on it from the other day but Mira had forgiven her for them. Miranda took Amber into her arms and held her in a deep kiss. When she finished with her she spun Amber around unceremoniously. The fox barely caught herself on the counter before Miranda kicked her legs apart.

She felt the cold touch of lube as her familiar vibrator toy was forced into her pussy. Without her cage on she couldn't hide her shame as she was fucked slowly by the vibrator. She groaned as she felt its head turning inside her, that always felt so good.

Once it was firmly in place, Miranda set it to a pattern and declared that they'd be going out. Despite Amber's labored protests, the three got ready.

Miranda had her dress up in her skimpy skirt again, her heels and her curly wig. Miranda was kind enough to stop the vibrator long enough so Amber could fit herself in her cage. Mira helped her put her makeup on as well. Zack was dressed nicely and they both wore their collars. Miranda had put on a short dress and her boots to compliment them.

It was a short, torturous walk to the town. It was far enough away from home that no one would recognize Zack but they most certainly would not forget any of them.

Amber was begging silently for Miranda to stop the toy as they sat down at a coffee shop. Miranda ignored her pleas and ordered a cappuccino. While she held a small conversation with Zack she increased the vibration to the point where Amber had to hold the table.

She didn't even realize that she'd lost control until the final waves of her orgasm. Amber had let out a long moan and paled almost instantly from the attention she caused. She pleaded to excuse herself and Miranda nodded, handing her her bag with a knowing nod but a dark look in her eye.

The frightened fox ran into the bathroom and looked at the mess in her panties. She took out the vibrator and whimpered from the residual pain. She quickly cleaned it and hid it away in her bag. The option for her panties was to wash them and look like she peed or leave them and hope they dried. She chose the latter and returned to sit in her own cum.

Miranda made a comment about the smell of sex and Amber was red once more. Zack snickered and Miranda took his hand firmly. They left Amber, puzzled at the table.

When they returned, it looked like Zack was limping and he hissed through his teeth as he sat down. He leaned over and apologized profusely to Amber for laughing at her. She forgave her brother.

They finished their coffee and hot chocolates and resumed a walk. Miranda finally found what she was looking for and she sat the two down on a set of seats. Across from them was a man, who Miranda spoke with briefly.

She came and sat between them. She pulled out their leashes and clipped them on to their dismay. The three sat there for some time as the man kept looking at them, sometimes quizzically, but not very judgementally. He was sketching them.

When he was finished with one, he started another. It took a moment for them to realize he was making duplicates because surely it wouldn't take this long for one simple sketch of them. Miranda had gotten up to inspect the final piece and she seemed pleased. She made a few comments about one thing and the artist corrected them.

The drawings were rolled up and put into Miranda's bag. The leashes were left on and they were walked home that way.

Both of them were embarrassed and turned on. When they got home Miranda had them undress. Amber saw that Zack had several handprints on his bottom. He must have been punished behind the cafe before.

"Now I hate to say it, but we have to go home my loves. I wanted us to part knowing that it would be temporary. Just like the marks I'll be leaving on you."

Miranda produced a paddle and bent them both over the bed. She spanked them softly at first, tracing her fingers over the red marks she created on their pale skin. When they were both squirming and rosy red did she drop the pictures in front of them.

They opened it to see the drawing of the three of them, cat ears and fox ears on them. Beneath it sat "Jij bent van mij en ik ben van jou".

Tears welled in Amber's eyes as she read it aloud in Dutch then in English for Zack, who had figured part of it out already.

The three held each other close, tenderly despite their burning backsides. There would be welts for sure, but ones that would heal and be ready for the next ones. They made plans to visit Miranda next, and there'd be more outside play if the two would be okay with that. They were nervous but terribly excited at the prospect but for now, they took those few hours they had left and let their happiness just be.

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