We sat in the limo, I was in between those fantastic woman. There was silence, not an uneasy one. A silence of anticipation, a silence of expectation. A knowing things would turn out well. When we arrived at a large mansion it was an incredible sight, what a villa, what a house. Beautiful white, large walled garden, a fountain. It was a bit kitsch, a bit like in the movies. But knowing it belonged to the President made me admire her even more. But it had to be made clear my role in the next hours would be reduced to that of a puppet. I stepped out of the car, and struggled with the shoes.
“you can take them off Wanda said”, and when I had done so she started unzipping my dress. Let it slide of my body. I stepped out, feeling fake. The bra empty, the crotch of the panty filled. I was so excited, there was a huge wet spot. Wanda tugged in, felt the head iof my cock. The slippery wetness made her smile, and me moan. The hand was back on my lips and she let me taste my own juices. Then all of a sudden she hit me in my face, hard. “Disgusting slut, undress, now”. What was I to do? My queen Wanda was in charge. I felt ashamed of my excitement. I took off the bra, and Wanda pointed at the President.
“give it to her, as well as the panties”
I did not dare to look at the President, she was so mighty. I felt so emberassed.
“Kneel and let me ride on your back, in we go”
I looked stupefied, what was I to do?
I did not had much time to think. The President just grabbed my ear, twitsed it like I was a little boy and then pulled me to the ground. And when I was on all fours she indicated to Wanda.
“your horse is ready miss Wanda”.
And as a man would help a Lady in amazon style, Wanda was directed on my back. And while I started moving Wanda hold her hand up, not letting go of the Presidents’s hand. An occasional slap on my ass, and even some kicking ensured the horse was moving towards the entrance of the main house. The gravel dug deep in my hands and knees. But I could not move, I had to be steady and help Wanda home. But I also sensed something else, a bond between me an Wanda. Somehow I understood that the President would be next challenge for Wanda. And with me on hetr side, together we could make this work.
At the door I stopped, the President helped Wanda from my back and together they walked in. but strangely, Wanda insisted to hold her hand up, not letting go. And forced the President to lead her in, indeed, like a man would do to a Lady. I wasn’t told to get up, so I went behind them, on all fours. There was a big hall, a large staircase, big plants. A entrance of a real stately home. Marble on the floor.
“where can we leave the horse my dear”
I am afraid my girls days were over now!
“Wait, lets make this a bit more appropriate”. The President stepped towards the bottom af the stair, at the back side there was a door. She opened it and produced a collar. Lets put this around his neck, then I shall lead him into the stable. She stepped clowe towards me, bent over, patted my check and started to put the collar around my neck. And all the while showing me the most glorious breasts I had ever seen. She was in this kneeling position, her cleavage in front of my eyes. I saw the perfect curves, the dark tan that covered all her body, I saw her erected nipple. God I went crazy, I got a huge erection. But to my horror that was spotted by Wanda.
“maybe you have some kind of wrist band” Wanda asked.
“yes love, in a moment. I need to pull this a bit tighter”.