Thursday June 19, 2025

“Hello Ma… Master, welcome back.” Tiffany said a little hesitantly as Jill’s dull eyes wandered down to my crotch.

I smiled back at my two lesbian roommates and paused for a moment to take in the sight of them.

The three of us had rented a house together at the start of the semester, all three of us working on our PhD’s with limited funds and a lot of work ahead of us. It had seemed like a perfect solution, and it had been for the first couple of months.

Sure, the sounds of Tiffany and Jill having sex each night had been a little distracting from my psychology thesis, but I could put up with it.

It was only when their relationship had started to deteriorate that things had gotten bad. The fights grew louder and more vicious, let alone more often, and eventually I’d had to do something.

I tried talking to them, but was shut down with a “that’s none of your business”.

I tried threatening kick them out at the end of the semester, but they knew that was an empty threat… there wouldn’t be anyone to replace them in the middle of the school year.

I tried threatening to call the cops, but they quickly turned on the charm and smiles, making up an imaginary conversation with the police where they painted me as the perv that was the problem.

In the end, I decided on my last resort, and tried to actually fix their relationship, even if they didn’t want to talk to me about it.

I added a set of subliminal messages to my stereo system that everyone used to connect their phones to and play their favorite music over, and slowly but surely, the fighting started to die down.

More nights than not, the sound of sex came from their room instead of arguments once more.

However, I’m not an angle, I couldn’t let such a golden opportunity go by without at trying some additional subliminals.

As I had expected, those messages that most closely aligned with their pre-held beliefs were the easiest to instil. They did love each other, so stopping their fighting came naturally and first.

Both were very attractive women, so showing off their bodies more around the house by wearing… or not wearing, more revealing clothing followed.

I didn’t notice the dominance and submission play for at least six weeks, but I had suspected it had started earlier than that, just in the privacy of their bedroom instead of around the house. The real first sign of it had been Tiffany wearing the black and pink collar and obeying every single “suggestion” that Jill made.

Getting them into latex was… harder. Not because I suspected they had any real objection to it, but, well we were all broke university students, so just the cost was likely the barrier.

I knew things had progressed pretty much to their completion when earlier this week I’d come home to find Jill sprawled out on the couch, asleep, as the TV autoplayed whatever she had started binge watching while Tiffany was working.

Not wanting to disturb her, I crept past her to head upstairs to my bedroom, only to hear her breath heavy, almost in a pant. Then, in a soft far away little voice, “Oh fuck me Kevin… stick that big fat cock in my pussy…”

The smile on my face as she said my name was from ear to ear, and I had hardly been able to contain myself and make it up to my bedroom.

Now, just a few days later, they were both standing in front of me, covered in lated, a chain joining their collars together.

I had to admit, I was a little surprised that it was Tiffany that had initiated the encounter. Sure she was doing her PhD in Education, and so was an obvious leader and teacher, but Jill was doing her’s in engineering and had always seemed to be the one that wore the pants in the relationship.

I stepped forward and hooked my finger around the chain that sagged between them, lifting it up and giving it a little tug, “Girls, is there something you want to ask me?”

Tiffany blushed, then turned to Jill who was still staring at my crotch, before turning back to me, “Yes… Master. Jill and I… we were wondering if… if you would be our owner.”

I raised an eyebrow but smiled, “Oh? I thought you two were hard core lesbians… didn’t you tell me you would never let a cock to come between you?”

Tiffany and Jill both blushed this time, “We’re sorry Master… we just… we just were confused.”

“And you’re not any longer?”

Tiffany shook her head from side to side, “No Master. We can see clearly now. Jill has been practicing sucking cock with a dildo for weeks, and I’ve been fucking her with a strap on for even longer!”

I reached up and touched Jill’s lower lips gently, “I that so Jill? Are you a good little cock sucking slut now? Do you want me to bend you over and fuck you?”

Her eyes went wide and her lower lip quivered as she gasped before she replied, “Yes Master!”

I could see the hunger in her eyes so I nodded and turned to Tiffany, “And what about you?”

Tiffany’s smile grew even wider, and blush even deeper, “I… I’ve been practicing with a dildo too…” she replied hesitantly and softly.

“Practicing what exactly?” I asked.

“Sucking cock…” she half replied.

“And?”

“In my pussy…” she hesitantly continued.

“And?” I asked a third time with a wicked grin, knowing the answer.

“My… my… my ass! Oh god Master, I’ve been practicing fucking my ass with a dildo!” she cried out, the damn in her mind finally breaking.

“I want you to fuck my ass! I want you to cum in my ass! I want your cock so deep in my ass that I cum so hard that I never want anything else every again! Please own us! Please make us your slaves! Please! Please! Please!” she cried out, the words tumbling out of her mouth as fast as they entered her mind.

I gave the chain a tug as I walked towards the stairs, both of them eagerly following behind me.

I’d have to check my notes and compare them against the eventual outcome. I was pretty sure that it would have been Jill that would be the dominate one between them, perhaps they could give me some insight to how Tiffany had ended up dominate. The subliminals had just been that the dominate one would be into anal and the submissive have an oral fixation, I’d just miscalculated which would be which.

It was a little disappointing, I’d really been looking forward to fucking Jill’s ass, but that would still happen, it was just going to take a little longer and some new subliminal messages and then they’d both be anal and oral fixated.

In the end, it would all make great data for my thesis.