Now the moment of truth. Time to test if Natasha had won.
For a split moment, Proxima's face flashed with anger, but quickly subsided back to a submissive look. There was nothing in the world she wanted more than to cum in that moment. Yet she needed more than that; she needed to be satisfied. And she knew that whatever she would to herself would leave her incomplete compared to what Natasha could do.
Proxima quickly sank to the floor, kneeling in front of Natasha next to Nebula. She then looked up at Natasha, pouting.
"Please, please, please touch my cock!" Proxima cried out, "I- am sorry I was rude to you earlier. I will do anything for you to make me cum. Please accept me as your whore!"
Checkmate. Natasha couldn't help but smirk in the face of pure victory. There was no doubt now that she'd won domination over Proxima.
"Good girl…" Natasha said as she caressed Proxima cheek, "now go lie on the bed," she ended her commanded by slapping Proxima across the face. Proxima barely seemed physically affected by the blow – barely moving her head -- but it was obvious she enjoyed it.
Without hesitation, Proxima scurried to lay her back on the bed, her hard cock twitching over her stomach with anticipation.
Glancing down at Nebula still on her knees, Natasha's heart skipped a beat. Nebula was still gazing at her with those adorable, lust-filled eyes. Natasha cupped Nebula's cheeks, and stood up, signaling Nebula to follow. Face-to-face, only an inch between them, Natasha looked deeply into Nebula's eyes before pulling her face in and overwhelmed with emotion, pressed their lips together.
Natasha closed her eyes the moment their lips connected, and after getting over the initial shock, ebula soon relaxed and followed. Nebula's lips were still wet from licking Natasha, which made the kiss all the more sweet. Never one for teasing, nebula pushed her tongue through, and fought her way through Natasha's lips. Natasha came to enjoy Nebula's impatience, she interpreted it as Nebula being over eager to please her. Welcoming Nebula in, Natasha sucked on the invading tongue, then played with it her own tongue. Nebula moaned into Natasha's mouth as her hands explored Natasha's body. Settling on the ass, Nebula cupped Natasha's round ass, which, earned a whimper from the human. The kiss was deep, wet passionate, Natasha had never felt such physical and emotional intimacy simultaneously before.
Natasha's hand traveled down Nebula's body, planning to play with her slit, but she was interrupted by Proxima's needy shuffling and whimpering on the bed. The two broke the kiss, but as soon as they opened their eyes, eye contact lingered.
Eventually Natasha had to witness how her pet was holding up on the bed. Though annoyed Proxima was distracting her, she was impressed that she remained obedient. Proxima gripped the sheets, squirming in the bed, resisting to touch herself at the sight of the other two being intimate.
There was a clear hierarchy before Natasha arrived: Proxima was top, Nebula was bottom. But now that she was in the equation, she made sure to topple that order and rearranged it to her favour. Obviously Natasha made herself at top, so it was only a matter of choosing where Nebula and Proxima were to place. The moment she met Proxima, the grey woman was loud and obnoxious, clearly compensating for a low self-esteem; therefore easiest to drop to the bottom. Meanwhile, Nebula was stoic and humble, clearly confident enough to be bottom by choice because she enjoyed it. All Natasha had to do was establish that Nebula was now dominate over Proxima in her new order.
Natasha firmly held Nebula's hand and walked toward the foot of the bed, guiding the blue woman. Proxima's hips were bucking, desperate for any friction that the air might have provided.
"You want a treat?" Natasha asked.
Proxima wildly nodded her head.
Natasha leaned to Nebula's ear and whispered, "go sit on her face until she makes you cum…" she capped off the command by licking Nebula's ear.
With curious eyes, Proxima watched as Nebula strutted over to the bed next to her, where she licked her lips upon realizing what her treat would be. Nebula then climbed onto to propped herself so she was kneeling above Proxima's face, then slowly descended her wet slit onto Proxima's lips. Judging from how quickly and loud Nebula moaned, Proxima was making quick work with Nebula's clit.
Nebula bucked her hips back and forth, smearing her juices all over Proxima's face, all the while keeping eye contact with Natasha. Those damn eyes. Of everything Nebula offered, from her slender body to her sexual skills, nothing turned Natasha more on than her eyes. Every time Nebula looked at her, she felt her body tingle and become enveloped by pure lust and sexual energy. Just watching Nebula ride with such hungry lust was the cherry on the cake.
Still riding Proxima's face, Nebula gave Natasha a wink, inviting the redhead to join. Smirking, Natasha approached the bed, then climbed on to straddle Proxima's hungry hips. The grey cock twitched under the weight of Natasha wet slit, spewing precum all over the owner's stomach. Gripping Proxima's waist for support, Natasha began gliding her pussy over the shaft's length, slicking it with her juices. The grey woman tightened her body, bucking her hips for more friction, but Natasha didn't seem to notice the desperate cry for more attention. All she could focus on was the gorgeous woman in front of her.
"Fuck, you look amazing!" Natasha gasped.
Nebula responded by blushing, then speeding her pace on Proxima's face. The look on Nebula's face because of the compliment sent Natasha over the edge as her heart fluttered. Natasha cupped the back of Nebula's head and pulled her in for another wet, sloppy kiss. Their tongues played with each other at lightning speed, wrestling to let the other know how much they were loving this.
But perhaps Natasha was loving this a little too much. To truly assert herself, she determined that she couldn't be the first to cum, yet ecstasy hit her shockwave after shockwave the more she glided across the cock. But between the hard cock below her and the wet lips above, she didn't have a choice. Prepared to not claim total victory, Natasha sped up her gliding speed, and playfully yet aggressively nibbled on Nebula's lips. She parted her lips to let past a moan, and suddenly there was a loud muffled groan but not from Natasha.
Proxima's body stiffened beneath them as a geyser of cum erupted from Proxima's cock, painting her body. Each pulsation from the cock sent waves of pleasure across Natasha's body. Unable to resist any longer, Natasha's legs quivered as ecstasy exploding from her core. Breaking the kiss, Natasha yelled in pleasure, clenching Nebula as she braced for her orgasm. As juices flowed from Natasha's soaked entrance, Nebula soon followed and howled into the air, confirming her climax.
Once the waves of pleasure subsided, both Nebula and Natasha slumped into the bed, lying on either side of a passed out, cum cover Proxima.
Before today, Natasha barely had enjoyable sex where she finished, now she was having orgasms back to back.
Nebula lazily draped her open hand on Proxima's body, offering it to Natasha.
"You look amazing too," Nebula whispered, out of breath.
Mustering her remaining strength, Natasha reached her hand to Nebula's, locking fingers together over a puddle of cum.
Natasha couldn't help but drift into sleep with a smile on her face.
If this is what being with the Red Order would be like, well, damn, she could do this all day.