As far as workdays went, this was quite possibly the worst of Adagio's life.

After months of hard work and frankly fantastic designs, Adagio still hadn't managed to make much headway in the fashion industry. She was just barely hanging onto her job, despite her stellar work. Today was supposed to be the day for her to rise up, and yet, once again, she had been passed over by her boss for the promotion. As such, Adagio was sent home annoyed and stressed in almost equal measure, although it was hard to stay upset when she knew what was awaiting her when she got home.

Adagio let out a sigh as she approached her door, searching through her handbag for her keys. Her frustration mounted as she struggled to find them, eventually giving up when she heard rustling on the other side of the door. She only need wait a moment more for the door to open, and for a shrill, obnoxious, but all-too familiar shriek to meet her.

"Miss Dagi!" squealed Sonata. "Welcome home, mistress!"

Despite her preoccupation with her work troubles, Adagio still took the time to inspect her property. Sonata stood quite a bit shorter than her mistress, having to look up in order to meet her powerful gaze. As per Adagio's orders, she stood before the door naked, save for the sturdy leather collar around her neck. Sonata kept her hands behind her back and her chest puffed out to bring attention to her moderate breasts, and her swaying pelvis always drew Adagio's attention to the tattoo on her hip: a purple treble clef just barely hiding behind an amber diamond. Adagio's symbol from way back to their time in Equestria.

"Hello, Sonata," droned Adagio, stepping into the house and swinging the door shut. Sonata perked up, pushing herself into her tiptoes and puckering her lips in hope that her owner would grace her with a kiss. "Not particularly in the mood."

"Oh. Okay, then." Sonata deflated, but only slightly. Adagio was known for many things, but a warm, embracing demeanor was not one of them. "Did you have a good day at work?"

"Where's Aria?" Adagio stepped forward, sliding out of her heels and hanging her purse on a hook by the door. Sonata frowned, not so much because Adagio har avoided her question, but more because of the tired, dreary tone in her owner's voice.

"On the couch, watching TV," said Sonata. She winced slightly, as if a thought had just occurred to her. "I told her you'd be home soon, but she wanna didn't listen, so she may not be… decent."

Adagio let out a grunt as she stepped out of the foyer and into the house proper, with Sonata hot on her heels. They spilled into the living room where, true to Sonata's report, Aria was currently lounging on the sofa. Aria was closer to Adagio's size, but still notably smaller, and definitely less blessed in the way of her assets. Flat as a board, she would normally forego a bra whether or not Adagio had told her to. Even still, Aria was decidedly not following orders, as evidenced by her lack of collar and the presence of her tank top and basketball shorts. Aria looked up from the screen, a smug grin on her face at Adagio's expression.

"Hey, Dag," she said, barely containing her laughter. "Sup?"

"Aria!" Sonata glanced nervously to Adagio, who had remained silent thus far. "Now's not the time to be a jerk."

"I don't know what you're talking about. I'm just sitting here." She scratched at her neck idly, as if to draw attention to her lack of a collar. "Not like I'm doing anything wrong, just minding my business."

"Sonata, I need a drink. Now, please," said Adagio flatly. She dropped down onto the sofa, crossing her legs and cradling her head in her hand. "And then please leave me be. I need some alone time."

"Yes, Miss Dagi. Right away." Sonata grabbed Aria by the arm, tugging her to her feet. "Come on, Aria, I need your help with dinner."

"What?" Aria arched her brow, confused. "I thought we were ordering—"

"I said, I need your help with dinner! Now move it! Miss Dagi wants wine!"

Adagio paid the two little attention as they scuttered away, leaving Adagio in some much-needed silence. She shut off the television and sat there, absorbed in quiet contemplation while the sounds of rustling and hushed whispers shook in from behind her. Adagio sighed, wishing she had the foresight to tell Sonata to bring the whole damn bottle. For now, she would have to make do with whatever Sonata ended up bringing her.

"Hey, Boss…" Adagio looked up, her annoyance and self-pity replaced with intrigue at what stood before her. Aria held a tray in one hand, carrying a glass of red wine as well as the accompanying bottle. Sonata stood just a bit beside Aria, swaying dreamily with her hands behind her back and a smile on her face.

"What do you want?" asked Adagio, perhaps with a bit more venom than she intended. Aria sighed, offering the wine forward. Adagio arched her brow, but took the glass regardless.

"So, I… Look, Sonata told me you had a pretty rough day or something. I was just trying to get a rise out of you, but I didn't know you were feeling…" Aria groaned, shaking her head. "Look, whatever. What I'm trying to say is, like… if you're gonna punish me or whatever, I guess I'm ready to accept whatever you feel like dishing out."

"You want me to punish you?" Adagio sipped her wine, fighting back a grin. That was very nearly an apology from Aria, which was essentially unheard of. Indeed, Aria blushed red, turning her head away to avoid meeting Adagio's gaze.

"Of course I don't want you to. But, y'know, I figure you're probably gonna anyway. Since you're the Boss and all." Adagio didn't say much just then, and Aria let out a sigh. "Fine. We'll leave you alone, I guess. Come on, Nata, let's—"

"Collar on. Now." Adagio's voice was strong, unwavering in its conviction. She did not make requests. She simply uttered commands. Aria smirked in spite of herself, turning to set the tray down on the coffee table. When she was done, she met Sonata, who pulled a spare collar from behind her back and strapped it snugly around Aria's neck. "Good girl. Now, on all fours. Bratty pets like you shouldn't be walking around like a person."

"Okay, Boss," said Aria flushed a bit pink, then slowly brought herself down to her hands and knees. Sonata giggled, which only served to make Aria blush even brighter. "What are you laughing at, stupid?"

"Oh, don't you worry. Sonata isn't allowed to walk either," said Adagio. Sonata paused in mid-laugh, her demeanor flattening somewhat. "Don't give me that look, Sonata. I just so happen to think you look quite fetching on your hands and knees. Makes you look like a proper pet." Sonata grinned at that, and quickly assumed the position her mistress had outlined. "There, that's much better. Now that my pets are where they belong, we can address Aria's punishment… Here, girl. On my lap, now."

Aria pouted, but soon enough was crawling to her mistress, climbing onto the couch and, after a moment of trepidation, laid down, face-down, on Adagio's lap. It wasn't difficult to work out what Adagio had planned next, and all mystery was removed when she grabbed at Aria's shorts, slowly pulling them down her smooth, slender legs. Now, all that protected Aria from her mistress' wrath was the thin cloth of her dark green bikini-style panties. Adagio took her time, gently running her scarlet-painted fingernails down the small of Aria's back, sending shivers up the smaller girl's spine. Aria kicked and flailed her feet slightly, not in defiance, but sheer anticipation. Finally, Adagio gripped Aria's tight panties by the waist and pulled with both hands, slowly tearing the garment in two and pulling them from Aria's body. Now that her bottom half was bare, her own tattoo was revealed: the same treble clef and diamond positioned on her left side, just above her ass. Though identical to Sonata's, Adagio enjoyed this tattoo much more. It was satisfying to completely and utterly own a girl, even more so when that girl was as defiant and rebellious as Aria. Adagio could say she owned Aria as much as she liked, but the tattoo served as proof.

"You won't be needing these anymore, now will you?" purred Adagio, balling the ruined cloth up in her palm. She beckoned to Sonata with a single and, when she arrived, Adagio pried her mouth open with her thumb and shoved the panties into Sonata's mouth. "Be a good little puppy and hold that for me."

"Did you have to rip them?" complained Aria. "I really liked those panties…"

"No, I didn't. But that doesn't matter, does it?" Adagio ran her hand down Aria's smooth, supple ass and gave her a quick swat to the bottom. Not very hard, not enough to hurt Aria any. Just enough to make her presence known. "I do what I want, and you do as I say. Don't question me again."

"Yes, Boss…" Aria flinched slightly as Adagio slapped her again, a bit harder this time. "So, uh, when are you gonna actually start spanking me, huh?"

"Cute. You always did have a tendency of letting your big mouth get you in trouble," said Adagio, very much so aware of the game that Aria was playing. She squeezed her pet's tight little ass firmly before rearing her hand back and slapping her even harder than before. This time, Aria's flinch was a bit more genuine, and a slightly pained gasp escaped her. "Any other clever remarks?"

"Just that you hit like a bitch," panted Aria. "If you're trying to teach me respect or whatever, you're gonna have to step your game up. Sonata could spank me harder." Sonata grunted in protest, trying to argue through the panties in her mouth. Aria just laughed, wiggling her hips tauntingly. "Come on, Boss, do it like you mean it!"

"Oh, is that what you want?" Adagio slapped Aria hard enough to send an echo throughout the room, and more than enough to cause the pet to flinch from the pain. "Alright, then. Sonata, fetch me the box." Aria's eyes went wide at that, watching with an uncharacteristic horror as Sonata nodded obediently and quickly scampered out of the room. Adagio just chuckled, both at Aria's reaction and at how well Sonata took to being a pet.

"W-wait. You don't have to bring out the box," said Aria, squirming in Adagio's grasp. Sensing that fear and struggle, Adagio gave her pet another harsh spank, relishing in how she recoiled. "F-fuck…"

"Where's all that bravado now, Ari?" snickered Adagio, gently stroking her pet's increasingly sore ass. Aria squirmed in discomfort, her ears burning red. "You told me to step my game up, no? Well, be careful what you wish for."

Just then, Sonata crept into the room, moving slowly to keep her back straight and to avoid toppling the large wooden box that she carried. She finally came to a stop before Adagio, mumbling into her improvised gag to get her attention. Adagio smiled as she took the box from Sonata's back, then, after a moment of consideration, she affectionately patted Sonata on the head, smirking as her pet purred happily.

"There's a good girl, Sonata. Since you've been such a good pet, I think you've earned yourself a reward," said Adagio, opening up the box, filled to bursting with a multitude of toys. She raised her foot to level with Sonata's eye, wiggling her perfectly pedicured toes in her face as she rummaged through the box. "You may touch yourself while I discipline your sister, so long as you give your mistress the attention she deserves as you do so."

"Thank you, Miss Dagi!" Sonata jumped into action immediately, spitting out Aria's ripped panties and quickly brought her face forward to Adagio's feet. She took in a deep sniff, inhaling her owner's intoxicating fragrance. Adagio smelled floral, faintly perfumed, and utterly divine in just about every way imaginable. Soon, Sonata could resist no longer, and she took Adagio's foot in her hand, planting soft gentle kisses on her perfectly silky, smooth skin. Adagio let out a sigh, both at the slight tickling of Sonata's lips against her skin and at the sight of the toy she had been looking for all this time. Sonata giggled into Adagio's foot, snaking her hand between her legs to tease her pussy as she worshipped her owner.

"I hate when you call her my sister," complained Aria. "It's weird. We're not related, we just—"

SMACK!

Whatever else Aria intended to say was last in the sound of wood against flesh, followed immediately by her own pained moan. She looked back, tears in her eyes, and was met with Adagio's bold, predatory gaze. In her hand was a thick wooden paddle, with several coin-sized holes drilled through the surface. Adagio held the paddle to Aria's ass for a second, letting her soak in the stinging, burning pain before rearing her arm back and delivering another spank.

SMACK!

"I don't recall asking you what you liked or disliked," remarked Adagio. She switched to Aria's other cheek, giving another unforgiving spank. "What you like doesn't really matter, does it?" Aria said nothing, too busy biting her lip so as to avoid shouting. Adagio frowned, then gave her pet another harsh spank with the paddle. "Answer me, you stubborn little bitch."

"N-no, ma'am," murmured Aria. Adagio laughed, then swatted Aria again. "Ah, fuck…"

"No, it doesn't. Then what does matter, pet?"

"S-serving you, Boss…"

SMACK!

SMACK!

SMACK!

"That's exactly right. Serving me. Worshiping me." Adagio set down the paddle for a moment, groping Aria's glowing red ass, sore and stinging from the paddle. Adagio brought her hand down, running her fingers down Aria's hot, dripping pussy. "You like to seem so big and bold and in control, but it's bullshit, isn't it? You're right here where you belong, over my leg like a good little lapdog. You know how I can tell?" Adagio slipped her middle and ring fingers (the nails of which were significantly duller than the rest of her hand) into Aria's cunt, sliding in easily and earning a moan from the pet. "You're so wet, and that's just from me spanking you. So how about it, Ari? Do you want more from your mistress? Do you want to serve her more?"

"Y-yes…" panted Aria, still fruitlessly squirming in Adagio's grasp. "P-please…"

"Oh, there we have it, ladies and gentlemen, we got a 'please' out of the little brat!" Adagio laughed as she pulled her hand from Aria's pussy, and, with her slightly wet hand, gave her flat little ass one more sharp slap, taking great pleasure in how red and sore Aria was. "Get on the floor, puppy, and worship my feet with your sister. Then maybe we'll see about getting you more."

Aria whined quietly and, rubbing her tender ass gingerly, stooped down onto the ground beside Sonata. She elbowed Sonata out of the way, freeing up some space for her to stoop her head down and slowly lick up the crest of Adagio's foot, slowly dragging her tongue along the velvety, satin-like skin. Sonata wiggled beside her, all but fighting Aria to get at her mistress' feet. Aria maneuvered around her partner, leering at Sonata enviously as she moaned into Adagio's skin.

"Move it, brainless," grumbled Aria, doing her best to avoid Sonata while simultaneously licking and kissing her owner's foot. "If our tongues touch, I swear to God…"

"Aria." The pet in question froze, a chill running up her spine at the way Adagio said her name. It conveyed so much power, control, to the point where Aria couldn't have resisted her even if she wanted to.

"Yeah, Boss?" Aria braved herself for the worst but, instead of another harsh spank, she was met with the raised foot of Adagio, the perfectly pedicured toes wiggling against her nose.

"Suck," said Adagio simply. After barely a second of thought, Aria complied; she wrapped her lips around her owner's biggest toe, wetting it with her tongue before attempting to suck it dry. Adagio chuckled, then turned her attention to Sonata, taking note of how she twitched, and gow quickly the hand between her legs was moving. "Not about to cum so soon, are we?"

"Not without your permission, Miss," said Sonata, finally taking a reprieve from her foot worship. It grew quiet for a moment as Sonata mulled things over. "So… can I cum, please? I'm, like, super horny…"

"Oh, Sonata, my dear little puppy, you absolutely may not." Adagio laughed at the way Sonata deflated slightly, whining with desperation. "Not yet. Now get your fingers away from your pussy, I have something more important for you to do."

"Yes, Miss Dagi." Sonata sat up like a proper dog, as if preparing to fetch a frisbee that was waiting to be thrown. "What can I do for you?"

"Take these." Adagio dug through her box of naughty instruments, emerging with a pair of stainless steel handcuffs. Sonata took them from her grasp, jingling them idly. "Lock Aria's hands behind her back."

"H-hey, wait a sec!" Aria pulled her lips from Adagio's foot, her eyes shifting to the cuffs as Sonata accepted them. "What's this about, huh? Don't you think this is a bit excessive? You don't have to cuff me."

"No, I don't. But I want to, so I will," laughed Adagio. She raised her foot up, showing Aria her soles. "Back to licking, puppy."

Aria blushed brightly as Sonata grabbed her wrist, slapping on one cuff, then the other, restraining her arms behind her back. Completely defenseless and at the mercy of her owner, Aria did as she was told; she ran her tongue up the bottom of Adagio's foot, her breath hitching as she tasted more and more of her mistress. Adagio snickered as she reached back into her box of tricks once again.

"You can be such a good girl when you really set your mind to it," said Adagio with a smug little grin. "I can't for the life of me understand why you fight it. You like being under my foot, you live to be owned by me. Just come out with it, Aria. Admit that you like being my little bitch and things will be so much easier for you." Aria pulled her face away, scowling in a poor attempt to make it appear as if she wasn't enjoying herself, and the taste of her owner's skin.

"You might have brainless over here wrapped around your little finger, but not me," said Aria, entirely unconvincing in her delivery. Even as she claimed to be defiant, her eyes were trained on her mistress' perfect feet, her tongue hanging from her mouth hungrily. "Don't get it twisted."

"There's that mouth of yours again. Always bound to get you into trouble. Luckily, I have just the thing." Adagio produced a ball gag from her box, a simple leather strap with a scarlet ball in the middle. Adagio leaned forward, tilting Aria's face up, drinking in the dread on display. "Say ah."

Aria begrudgingly opened her mouth, holding her tongue out as per Adagio's instructions. Adagio leaned forward, bringing her lips closer and closer to her pet's. Aria's eyes fluttered closed in anticipation, prepared to taste Adagio's tongue, and, in a sense, she did; Adagio held Aria's lips open with her thumb and spat harshly into her open mouth. Aria's eyes shot open, just in time to see Adagio work up another gob of saliva and spit once again onto her pet's tongue.

"Hold that in your mouth, puppy," ordered Adagio, firmly patting Aria's cheek. Aria glowered somewhat, but held her tongue still in her mouth so as to hold Adagio's saliva in her mouth. "There's a good little girl, you look like a proper dog like that."

"You're so lucky…" whined Sonata, crossing her arms over her chest with a pout. "How come you get all the attention?" Adagio arched her brow at her other pet and, after a brief moment of consideration, spat a spray of saliva across Sonata's face, once, twice, three times, until the pet's face was dropping with drool. Sonata giggled, licking her mistress' essence from her lips. "Mmm… thank you, Miss Dagi…"

"Why can't you be more like your sister, hm?" Adagio tutted in disappointment, pressing the ball gag into Aria's mouth, stealing away any argument that she may have had. Adagio pulled the strap around the back of Aria's head, securing the gag in place and tightening it in place. She inspected her pet carefully, the blush and embarrassment beaten out only by the obvious arousal across Aria's features, and she spat across her face one last time. "She's so eager to get even a taste of her mistress. In fact… Nata, here, girl." Sonata, who was seemingly lost in the pleasure of her owner treating her like this, like an object, turned to face Adagio.

"Yes, Mistress?" she said, eager to obey. Adagio grinned sinisterly, then pointed to Aria.

"Hands behind your back. If you can make Aria moan, you get to taste my pussy first."

Before Aria even had a chance to react, Sonata was on her, all but throwing her body onto Aria's. The two struggled to stay upright, nearly teetering over as Sonata attacked the gag. Adagio rushed in to prevent the pair from tipping over, admittedly impressed by Aria's restraint. She made no sound as Sonata fruitlessly attempted to shove her tongue down her throat, not even from the surprise of it all.

"Someone's eager," noted Adagio with a grin. She held each pet around the back of the head, pushing them closer to each other. Sonata threw all her weight forward, grinding her body against Aria's, relentlessly kissing and kicking at Aria's mouth while Adagio held her in place. "Come on, Aria, you're not really going to let her win, are you? Surely you're stronger than that."

Aria flared her nostrils in defiance, even as her body jerked from the way her nipples brushed against Sonata's. Even as she tried to fight against her partner's advances, Aria couldn't help but grind against Sonata, sliding her legs apart to rub her pussy against Sonata's knee. The two pushed against each other, with the naturally more powerful Aria soon gaining control of the little skirmish. She essentially humped Sonata into submission, until she pushed her back. The two tipped forward, and Adagio made a mad grab to stop them from clonking heads, grabbing a fistful of purple hair and yanking Aria back.

"Mmmmn!" As soon as the moan left her lips, Aria winced, her cheeks tinged red at the way Adagio laughed at her. That velvety, silken, velour laughter sending tingles up Aria's spine. Even Sonata was laughing, her giggles doing more to annoy Aria than anything else.

"Aww, you sound so cute," purred Adagio. She patted Aria on the head, glancing to Sonata and smirking at the hungry, desperate expression she wore. "And to the victor goes the spoils. You're a very lucky girl, Nata. Go on, girl, let's move this to the bedroom, get a bit more comfy."

"Yes, Miss Dagi!" Sonata scrambled forward, clearly excited at the coming fun. Adagio watched her go, no doubt to soak in the sight of Sonata's hips swaying and ass bouncing as she crawled along the floor.

"You too, Aria, I'm sure I can find something for you…"

Adagio gripped Aria by the hair and, none too gently, yanked her along, dragging her across the floor after Sonata. Aria grunted and whined into her gag, pained and pleasured in equal measure, kicking her feet in an attempt to keep up with Adagio. The two made their way down the hall, following in Sonata's trail all the way to the bedroom. Considering the three vastly differing personalities of the three that lived there, it came as no surprise that the living space of the trio was as eclectic as could be. All manner of clothing and personal items, from novels to magazines to comics, littered the floor along the path to the positively massive bed (custom made, to comfortably fit the three at night) at the back of the room. By the time Adagio had dragged Aria all the way to the room, Sonata had already climbed atop the bed itself, waiting patiently for her reward.

"Weren't you supposed to clean this place up while I was at work?" Adagio tugged Aria up to her feet, looking down at her pet with an arched brow. Aria mumbled something into her gag that could very charitably be considered an apology, which was enough for Adagio at the moment. "Hm. Why am I not surprised? You've always been so lazy."

"I cleaned my side, Miss!" chimed Sonata. Adagio surveyed the room, taking note that hardly any of the mess was actually Sonata's.

"So you did. Good girl. Lay down on your back, I'll be with you in a moment."

Adagio pulled Aria to the bed and shoved her down onto the mattress, reaching around her back to unzip her scarlet dress. She took her sweet time getting undressed, slowly sliding out of the gown while her pets looked on eagerly. Even when at her brattiest, Aria could be transfixed by her mistress' perfect body, and now was no different. In terms of appearances, Adagio was arguably the perfect woman, with a bust more impressive than either of her pets and a truly voluptuous, shapely ass. Adagio often flaunted her assets, like now when she essentially wiggled out of her dress, swaying in her movements to tease her pets.

"Kneel by Sonata's head," ordered Adagio, crawling forward into the bed. She peered at Aria as she did what she was told, then took position herself; she swung her leg over Sonata until she was straddling her, her juicy, delectable, perfect pussy just a few scant inches from Sonata's face. "Here you go, Sonata. Service your owner."

Before Sonata could formulate a response (not that she was likely to manage anything intelligible at this point) Adagio dropped her hips down. Immediately, Sonata set her mouth to work, attacking Adagio's cunt as if her life depended on it. Adagio sighed contentedly, reaching forward to grope Aria's chest, giggling to herself at how Aria squirmed and jerked when she had her nipples teased. Adagio licked her fingers and slowly eased them into Aria's pussy, pumping her hand slowly.

"Don't cum," said Adagio simply. She worked her fingers deep into Aria, her action rewarded by another gagged, muffled moan. Aria squeezed her eyes shut, tensing against her owner's fingers with every deep pump of Adagio's hand. The order not to cum was much easier said than done, but Aria was determined not to lose twice. Though she moaned into her gag and jerked with pleasure as Adagio finger-fucked her, Aria bit down on the plastic ball in her mouth, ensuring whatever her mistress had to throw at her.

Meanwhile, Sonata was going to town. Beneath her owner, Sonata had no escape or reprieve from Adagio, and that was just the way she liked it. She savored the sweet, addictive taste of Adagio's pussy, her eyes all but rolled back in her head from sheer satisfaction. This was what Sonata lived for, to be buried under the woman she loved, tasked with nothing else but pleasuring her. She reached up and grabbed onto Adagio's hips, pulling her closer and wriggling her tongue deep into her owner's pussy. Adagio let out a shaky, shuddering chuckle, grinding her hips down onto Sonata's face. Almost as enthralling as Sonata's tongue was the power she had over the two. Whether buried beneath her or literally wrapped around her finger, Adagio had the most total control over her two playthings, and she loved it more than anything.

"Heel, girl," said Adagio, reaching between her legs to pet Sonata and rustle her hair. Though she was beyond dedicated to her owner's cunt, Sonata was a good pet first and foremost, and good pets followed their master's orders. "I think we've excluded dear Aria for long enough. Let's get her involved, hm?"

Adagio reached forward and undid Aria's gag, pulling it away by the ball. Before Aria could respond, two wet, sticky fingers entered her mouth. Aria sucked her own juices from Adagio's hand, savoring her taste for her owner's amusement. Adagio smirked, pulling herself off of Sonata and standing up against the edge of the bed.

"You, floor," said Adagio, pointing to Sonata, who quickly got on her knees just in front of her mistress. "As for you, Aria, I think I have a much better use for your mouth than drooling all over your gag."

"I'm not kissing your feet again," huffed Aria. Adagio merely laughed, using one hand to grab Sonata by the head and guide her forward. After an encouraging nod from her owner, Sonata went right back to licking Adagio's pussy.

"You will if I tell you to. Luckily for you, I have someplace else for your tongue to go." Adagio leaned forward slightly, pushing her ample ass right in Aria's face. "Get to it, bitch."

With one hand pulling Sonata in from the front, Adagio used the other to yank Aria forward until her face was buried in the mistress' bountiful booty. With her hands still cuffed behind her back, Aria had no control over her approach, no course of action to take except tongue Adagio's ass. Her cheeks flushed red at being forced so suddenly into this position, but her ears perked at a certain sound. When she processed what she was hearing, Aria laughed internally, and she surely would have been smiling if not for her tongue being deep in her owner's tightest hole.

Adagio was moaning, rolling her hips forward and grinding against both of her pets. Though Adagio was clearly in charge, Aria always took a special sort of pleasure in knowing that she could make Adagio react like this. It was something both she and Sonata took great pride in, although Aria was a bit more private about just how much personal fulfilment she gained from this. Even still, when she heard Adagio's quickened breathing, Aria worked her tongue even faster, pushing her face as deep and close to Adagio as possible, working in tandem with Sonata to bring Adagio to the edge.

Soon enough, the pets delivered their owner to that edge, tonguing Adagio until she was biting her lip, her lower body quivering from the onslaught it was enduring. Adagio essentially bounced on the faces of her playthings, bringing them in closer, more tightly. Try though she might to hold off, between Sonata in the front and Aria in the back, Adagio didn't stand much of a chance.

With a shuddering, breathy, almost bestial grown, Adagio came hard, her body tensing against her playthings as she quivered with pleasure. Sonata dutifully lapped up Adagio's juices, neither her nor Aria stopping until Adagio released them, her body glistening slightly with sweat and her chest heaving as she took in deep, labored breaths. Aria and Sonata shared a glance, both grinning at their handiwork as Adagio laid herself back on the bed.

"Nata, get the key and unlock Aria," breathed Adagio. Sonata nodded, crawling over to a drawer where a spare key lay in wait; soon enough, she had her partner unlocked and, as soon as she was free, the two hopped onto the bed on either side of Adagio. "Heh. I suppose you earned yourselves some cuddling, if that's what you want."

"Woo!" Sonata wriggled close to Adagio, who wrapped her arm around her and held her close. When she was all comfy and cozy, she beckoned for Aria. "C'mon, Ari, we all know you like to snuggle afterwards."

"Ugh. Whatever, idiot." Despite her outward appearance of defiance, it didn't take much convincing to get Aria in on things, and Adagio was soon pulling her into her embrace as well.

"Mmm, I have such good girls, don't I?" hummed Adagio. She turned and kissed Sonata deeply, much to the pet's joy, before turning to do the same to Aria. "I see what you two were up to today. Thank you."

"Don't know what you're talking about," said Aria, cheeks blushing at being kissed so delicately by the same woman who not too long ago spanked her raw. "We just didn't feel like hearing you bitch all day."

"Talk to me like that again and I'll show that sore little ass of yours just how much of a bitch I can be." Adagio snickered at how Aria's demeanor shifted immediately, her hands quickly shooting down to cover her rear out of reflex. "All things aside… I meant what I said. Thank you for looking out for me."

"It was Nata's idea," mumbled Aria. "She said it was our job as your pets to cheer you up when you were down, and that you would do the same because you care about us. And even though she's as dumb as an actual puppy… I guess she's still bound to be right eventually."

"Did Aria just say something kinda nice about me?" said Sonata with a grin. "Maybe you should spank her more often, Miss Dagi." Aria glowered at her partner, who just shrugged. "What? Not like you don't love it anyway."

"I d-do not! That paddle really hurts…"

"I'll believe it when Miss Dagi punishes you without you getting wet."

"Shut up, you two. Just… enjoy the moment," sighed Adagio. She kissed each of her playthings, her pets, her lovers, before closing her eyes to relax in her afterglow. "I love you two."

Sonata and Aria shared a look of confusion. It wasn't often that Adagio was this gentle, this sentimental. And, though they had come to love the harsh, unforgiving treatment of Mistress Adagio, there was something to be said about her occasional soft, gentle touch. Sonata nudged Aria, urging her to respond. With a roll of her eyes, Aria finally swallowed her pride and said the thing that everyone already knew, even if she didn't verbalize it often.

"We love you too, Boss."