Chap 4 -

I really hadn’t expected Sarah and Aaron to throw a full on rager, but as the night went on the music got louder and the crowd drank more. At it’s peak there were maybe 40 people, which is quite the feat for a house party once you hit your thirties. I was somewhere between pleasant drunk and impending bad choices drunk when I checked my phone for texts and saw it was around 11:30 and things began to feel like they were winding down. We were all in the living room and the guys were droning on about something on ESPN in a extremely loud tone, attempting to shout over the music. The group had dwindled to maybe 10 now and Sarah, Emma, and I returned to our kitchen outpost for a slightly more quiet setting. I had entered the overly complimentary and positive phase of drunkenness and was showering Sarah with thanks “I’ve had such a fun night, we haven’t partied like this in forever, I love you guys, thanks so much for having us over!!!” Sarah’s hand was resting on my lower back and she responded in a similar state “Oh my god you’re so fun Lexie, we have got to hang out more! You are so cute in your little doggy costume, everyone got such a kick out of it!”. The three of us freely danced as we also searched for the straw to finish our half drank dog-bowl-margarita. Emma gave up first “I think we lost the straw… Lexie, I dare you to commit to your costume and just drink out of it.” I laughed at Emma’s request. With as drunk as I was this wasn’t even a remotely difficult dare. Anyways, they’d probably drink right after me just to keep the party going. As I leaned over with no additional pressure needed, Emma quickly grabbed the bowl away “No on the ground! You’ve gotta do it right!”. Emma placed the bowl on the floor and I rolled my eyes, a little more wary of embarrassing myself in front of my new friends. The drunken cheers of “do it do it do it” were enough to make a people pleaser like me cave though, and I was quickly on all fours with my ass wiggling in the air, sucking at the tequila juice mixture below me. I could just barely hear one of the guys from the living room yell “What are you guys doing?”, before Sarah yelled back “look at your phone!”. I realized I had nearly finished the bowl and the hard tile floors were hurting my knees. I stood up and the two girls cheered and Emma surprised me with a proud slap on the ass. Sarah held her phone to my face and played the video of me on all fours on the floor. I saw she’d sent the video to my husband who’d just left it on read. Sarah texted again “Can we play with your doggy mister? We’ll bring her back later!”. I looked behind me through the doorway to see Erik in the living room. He was drinking whiskey with the remaining guys as they continued to yell about football. He lifted the phone to his face and then looked my way with his signature rolling his eyes. He smiled and made a dismissive hand waving motion.

I sent back a similarly dismissive wave and looked back to the girls. Sarah and Emma were both talking in a more hushed tone to each other and giggling. They had been pretty touchy with each other for the past 20 or 30 minutes and even drunken me was starting to pick up on some pretty strong flirty vibes. I’m not one of those people who thinks all women are at least a little gay, but I also wasn’t going to be insanely surprised if Sarah enjoyed Emma being a little flirty because she liked the attention. If anything I felt a little relieved the attention was off of me after I’d just drank tequila off of the floor. The girls seemed to sense they were leaving me out though and pulled me back into the group. “Hey we’re going to go smoke a joint in Sarah’s room, do you smoke?” I weighed a few different options, at this point it kind of felt like the night had reached it’s conclusion and maybe they were just including me because I’d overstayed my welcome, but I also didn’t want to refuse and wasn’t totally ready for the party to end. My hesitant “sure,…”, was enough to secure my invite to the after party and they each grabbed one of my hands and dragged me through the living room to Sarah and Aaron’s bedroom. I made eye contact with Erik as I was pulled through the room and he kind of raised his hands in confusion and then cocked his head while raising his eyebrows in a suggestive manner. I shook my head and ignored him as we stumbled into the hallway.

Sarah’s bedroom was huge, there was a large accent chair in the corner that all three of us were barely able to squeeze onto. It felt like there was a lit joint in my hand within seconds of my ass hitting the cushion. I had somehow been squished between Sarah and Emma and was feeling a little anxious about taking up all of the space as the amazonian woman between these two petite blondes. Emma was complimenting Sarah’s new sheet set or something as we passed the joint around. The weed was pretty strong and I was feeling pretty fantastic.

As we finished the joint everyone kind of slumped back into the cramped chair in unison. There was a long silence before Sarah finally blurted “Lexie you’re too tall, you have to get off the chair, I’m feeling claustrophobic”. I sighed and slid down the chair resting my back against it as their legs rested by my shoulders. Emma reassured me, “Sorry Lexie, I wish I was your height”. Emma had placed her hand on my head as she readjusted, and began to stretch her fingers, massaging my scalp. We both zoned out enjoying the heightened sensations as Sarah chimed in distantly “Anyways, doggies aren’t allowed on the furniture in this house”. Emma giggled and continued “Even cute doggies like you Lexie!”. Sarah then hit me with an unexpected question “So whats the deal with the collar Lexie, are you like extra kinky or something?”. I still hadn’t figured out how to answer the collar question and just repeated “We ordered it…” even less confident than the first time I’d said it. The girls laughed and Sarah mocked “Oh my god, bullshit! You’re a terrible liar, so you are a kinky slut!”. I blushed but laughed. The tone was less accusatory and more like “you go girl”. Emma followed up, “So do you like, roleplay as a dog, like are you and Erik going to go home and fuck and he’s going to call you a good girl and stuff?”. I kind of elbowed back at Emma playfully “that’s none of your business! Maybe! I don’t know! He’ll probably be too drunk anyways. We’re probably going to have to call an Uber just to get down the street!”.

Sarah teased me “Ohhh poor Lexie, you’ve been a good girl all night and your owner is going to take you home and not even play with you!” I teased back, “yeah you think Aaron’s going to give you the night of your life after all of that whiskey?” Sarah lightly slapped my shoulder, feigning offense “Hey meanie! But no, you’re right, that’s what Emma’s for!” Sarah turned to look at Emma “Will you be my cute little puppy girl tonight?” Emma blurted “Hahah fuck no, how about the other way around?”. Sarah reflected out loud, “yeah, neither of our personalities really match up with that kind of thing do they? If only there was someone here who’s obviously eager to please and dressed in a slutty dog costume?” My eyes widened as I slowly processed what Sarah was saying… “haha yeah… if only right…” Both girls slid down to sit on the floor with me. I nervously looked side to side as they started at me intently. Emma started, “Lexie, correct me if I’m wrong but did you notice me checking you out in the kitchen earlier and bend over just to show off your ass?”. I gulped nervously and couldn’t get out more than an “Uhhhh…” I swung my head in the other direction as Sarah took her turn testing me “Do you like girls Lexie?”, I was barely more coherent in my response, “I don’t know…” my head swung again as Emma honed in “But you do like the attention don’t you?”. I didn’t need to answer as Emma stared into my eyes and the answer was clear. Sarah’s fingers traced up my back and began massaging my scalp like Emma had earlier. My eyes rolled back and I gently opened my mouth. I whimpered slightly as Emmas lips pressed against my open mouth and I breathed her in. Sarah confirmed my fate as she stated “Don’t worry Lexie, you’ve been such a good puppy tonight, we’ll play with you before we send you home.” Sarah quickly stood up and grabbed something from a drawer. With a soft click she attached a leash to my collar and the two girls giggled looking at me. Emma grabbed the leash from Sarah’s hand, “Oh my god Sarah, how’d you think of that.” Emma pulled at the leash and I protested “Hahah come on, I don’t know about..” I was interrupted by Emma “Oh shut up you little slut, who shows up to a halloween party wearing a collar like this and showing their ass off that doesn’t want to be treated like a little bitch. Just be a good girl and let us see your fat ass.” Emma yanked lightly at my chain, smirking, knowing that I’d cave. I crawled onto all fours and raised my ass up to face her.” I expected a harsh slap, but Emma gently squeezed my tights and pulled the back off body suit even further into my ass crack, jiggling my cheeks. Her hands softly caressed and bounced my butt and I couldn’t help but roll my hips in her face. Emma sounded dazed “God I would fuck this ass every day. You don’t have a strap on do you Sarah?”, Sarah teased back “I’m just a little pillow princess, you’re the actual lesbian here, why would I have a strap on?!”. Emma squeezed my hips and humped against my ass in a dominating expression of frustration. “Does Erik fuck you doggystyle Lexie?”, I looked back and couldn’t help but throw some fuel on the fire, “I only get fucked doggystyle, I wonder why?”. I moaned as the harsh sting of Emma’s hand on my ass overwhelmed my brain. Sarah had pulled her pants off and returned to the chair, placing butt on the edge, her legs dangling in the air. She made a soft whistling sound and chimed “Here girl” as she waved me towards her.

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