Harassment Backlash Part Three

When finished, Jean fitted her with a robe and pointed for Wendy to get her slippers. She fitted them carefully on her mistress's feet and then fell on all fours with Jean as Gina descended to leave the room. "You may clean each other and then prepare supper. I'll be in the living room." 

Wendy watched Jean as he used a washcloth to wipe her inside thighs and vagina. "Listen Jean I can do that my self." He looked up at her then toward the door and back to her, his face showing actual fear.

"We're not allowed to speak and we must follow our mistress Gina's commands to the letter," he whispered holding one finger to his lips. Wendy was taken aback, this guy was unreal. Playing games was one thing but then again; maybe this was part of her test to earn Judy. He soaked the cloth and handed it to her. She wiped him off and for the first time cleaned a penis. After drying each other she followed him to the kitchen. 

The supper was already done and it was just a matter of heating some things up and set a table for one in the dining room. The kitchen was made for a full sized person and she wondered how Gina could function here and then it struck her. This wasn't a charade for one evening; this sweet person was a real life slipper-hero and obviously relished his role. She'd seen it in his eyes during their sex session, he worshipped the little woman like a teen would a rock star.

They set the table for one, after they were done he stood studying the setting, making slight adjustments like a waiter would in an up-scale restaurant. 

They crawled back into the living room and began kissing Gina's toes. No words were spoken and she ignored them for a minute or two while they each held a foot kissing away. When ready, she put down her magazine and slid of the couch reaching for the leashes. She held them both in one hand and picked up the crop in the other, giving both of them a light whack before leading them off. Wendy was getting sick of the riding crop ritual but kept her mind focused on Judy.

In the dining room Jean got down flat on the floor. Gina stepped on his back to get on the chair. She said grace before allowing Jean to feed her while sitting on his knees to one side of her chair. He motioned for Wendy kneeling on the other side to hold a glass to Gina's mouth when he sensed she wanted to drink. When she finished he became a living step again. She gave them each three fairly hard whacks and then left for the living room after saying that they were allowed to speak while they ate and cleaned up.

He never said a word while they cleaned off the table and served their own food at a small table in the kitchen. He never stared at Wendy's naked body or made any advances, working away almost like he was in a trance.

"You really love your wife don't you," Wendy finally managed to say, trying to break the ice. He looked at her as if she was half-baked. 

"Mistress Gina is a goddess," he said sounding like he meant it literally. His eyes were blazing with that emotive glow affected by movie stars in the old silent movies. 

"Do you always do the cooking and cleaning for her?" He looked at Wendy for a second with slightly surprised expression.

"Gods do not attend to menials tasks; only mortals." Wendy was sorry she had asked and changed the subject.

"Well she is very beautiful and sexy. As a lesbian I'm really turned on by her. Did you know that I am a lesbian."

"No," he said, "my mistress never talks to me about our visitors. My only duty is to serve her and whoever she orders me to serve."

"But ... she's not only your mistress, she is your wife too." 

"True enough but a marriage certificate is just a formality for mere mortals; our relationship is much more than that, Mistress Gina - is - a goddess." He spoke in a deadly serious voice and then got up to start the dishes. Wendy rose to help while watching him carefully. He was either madly in love with his wife or completely crackers. After finishing they crawled back into the living room where Gina was watching a sitcom. They both curled up on the carpet after kissing her toes and watched the program with her.

After it was over she shut off the TV, telling Jean to leave the room and tend to his work. After he kissed her toes and crawled out of sight she told Wendy to get up and sit next to her on the couch.

"But Mistress Gina ... my head would be..."

"I've just given you an order Wendy." She crawled up on the couch and sat next to her headstrong mistress. "Help me off with the housecoat." Wendy did as she was told and folded the item on the coffee table. "Lift me up on your lap," again she followed her orders and lifted her small but surprisingly heavy body onto her lap. "Fondle my body Wendy, you are now madly in love with me." She pulled on her leash pursing her lips. Wendy tongued her while stroking and groping her shapely little body. "Do you like my body Wendy?" 

"I love you and I love your body Mistress Gina. I really do. I am lesbian you know."

"Oh I know all about you Wendy and call me Gina while my husband is out of earshot." She kissed Wendy passionately while groping her breasts and then sucked on her neck.

"Your husband Gina, he sounds really serious about you being a goddess."

"He's a computer geek, a genius who makes good money at it. That's where he is right now on that computer but outside of that, I'm his whole world. He really believes I'm a goddess and that he is my mortal servant. I'm a lesbian as well Wendy but I do like a man around for show, as long as he's the submissive feminine type."

"He certainly is that and pretty too. Do you make him shave his body or is that his idea?"

"I want him smooth and soft like a woman. No hairy gorilla would ever touch me. Would you like him to penetrate you?"

"You're my mistress Gina, if you say so."

"No really, I never let him do it to me but sometimes to reward him I let him fuck one of my lesbian lovers."

"You mean your marriage was never consummated? I can't believe it."

"I'm a goddess remember, mortal rituals do not apply. I let him caress me and eat me out and sometimes I pose for him while he jerks off watching me. He's very happy with that."

"And then you make him eat his own cum and whip his ass as a reward. I'd like to find a man like that." 

"He is a rare on for sure, we'll decide about you and my husband later. Right now I want to eat you out. Lean back and flip me upside down." Gina stretched out and Wendy grasped her by the waist lifting her diminutive mistress's crotch to her face. Gina clamped her thighs around Wendy's neck and buried her own face between Wendy's spreading thighs. Wendy relished making love to the shapely little woman and climaxed quickly and then again before Gina moaned and groaned, shaking spasmodically with her own climax. Gina stretched out on her back across Wendy's lap, savoring the feeling while Wendy massaged her body gently.