{"id":56360,"date":"2025-01-28T08:34:07","date_gmt":"2025-01-28T14:34:07","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/idtryittwice.com\/?page_id=56360"},"modified":"2025-01-28T08:34:09","modified_gmt":"2025-01-28T14:34:09","slug":"my-girlfriend-and-ex-girlfriend","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"https:\/\/idtryittwice.com\/index.php\/my-girlfriend-and-ex-girlfriend\/","title":{"rendered":"My Girlfriend And Ex-Girlfriend"},"content":{"rendered":"\n

My girlfriend Teri and ex-girlfriend Rachel are friends, roommates, and occasional rivals. That combination has led to some… interesting consequences.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

One night, Teri and I were at a party. Rachel was there too. I wasn\u2019t worried\u2014Rachel had been the one to set me up with Teri after we broke up four months ago. That said, seeing them huddled in what seemed like an intense conversation across the room stirred something uneasy in me. I\u2019d known Rachel long enough to recognize that look in her eyes.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Later, back at the apartment Teri and Rachel shared, I was looking forward to some privacy. Rachel had said she\u2019d be heading to the suburbs after the party, which meant we had the place to ourselves for the weekend.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Teri looked incredible in her short black dress, and I was already peeling off my suit jacket, ready to relax. But she wasn\u2019t quite herself. She sat beside me on the bed, her smile tight, her eyes distant.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cRachel was bitchy with me tonight,\u201d Teri said finally.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cOh?\u201d I asked, knowing full well that Rachel could be very domineering. \u201cWhat\u2019d she say?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cShe said she hopes I\u2019m happy having a boyfriend I can walk all over.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I froze, processing the words.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cShe thinks if a man\u2019s considerate, he\u2019s a doormat,\u201d Teri added.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Teri was unaware that Rachel and I had lived a female-led relationship.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cRachel always did have a mean streak,\u201d I said, trying to keep my tone light. But the comment stuck with me, sharp and lingering. \u201cMaybe that\u2019s why things didn\u2019t work out between us.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Teri\u2019s lips curled into a faint smile, but there was something calculating in her expression. \u201cMaybe you weren\u2019t firm enough with her.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cWhat\u2019s that supposed to mean?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cSometimes people need boundaries,\u201d she said simply. \u201cOr consequences.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Her words hung in the air like a dare. Something primal stirred in me, something I wasn\u2019t used to indulging.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cIs that what you need, Teri?\u201d I asked quietly. I surprised myself with those words, as I had always felt more like a submissive.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Her eyes flicked to mine, wary but intrigued. \u201cMaybe.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I didn\u2019t give her a chance to second-guess. \u201cGo get your hairbrush,\u201d I said, my voice low but firm.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Teri froze, her breath catching. \u201cYou\u2019re serious?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Her hesitation lasted only a moment. Without a word, she rose, crossed the room, and retrieved the hairbrush. But instead of handing it to me, she held it tight, her knuckles white.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cYou think you can handle me?\u201d she challenged.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I stood, took her wrist, and pulled her down across my lap. The hairbrush clattered to the floor. She struggled briefly, testing me, but when I flipped up her dress and yanked down her panties, she stopped resisting.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cMaybe Rachel was right,\u201d I said, picking up the brush. \u201cMaybe this is overdue.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The first strike landed with a satisfying crack, her body jolting against me. I kept my movements controlled, measured. Each swing of the brush drew a gasp or a groan, her kicks growing more frantic.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cAre you going to be good now?\u201d I asked, my voice cold.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

She didn\u2019t answer, her breathing ragged. I spanked her again, harder this time, and she cried out.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cAnswer me,\u201d I demanded.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cYes,\u201d she whispered, her voice barely audible.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

After a few more strikes, I ordered her to the corner. She stood, her legs unsteady, and did as she was told, her dress still bunched around her waist, her reddened skin on display.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The apartment door creaked open, shattering the silence.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cI\u2019m back,\u201d Rachel called out, her voice cutting through the tension. \u201cPlans changed.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

She stopped short in the doorway, taking in the scene with wide eyes. A slow, cruel smile spread across her face.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cWell, well,\u201d she said, her tone mocking. \u201cLooks like someone finally grew a spine.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Teri\u2019s blush deepened, but she didn\u2019t move. I suddenly felt vulnerable. The swing from dominance to submission was dizzying.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Rachel stepped into the room, picking up the hairbrush. \u201cThis,\u201d she said, turning it over in her hand, \u201cexplains so much.\u201d She laughed, a cold, sharp sound. \u201cI always knew you were a little subby, Teri. Guess I was right.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Teri turned, her anger overriding her embarrassment. \u201cPut that down, Rachel.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Rachel ignored her, brushing past me to stand in front of Teri. \u201cWhat\u2019s wrong? Can\u2019t take a little criticism? Or do you just need to be put in your place again?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Before Teri could answer, Rachel turned to me. \u201cDonald, britches off and assume the position.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

My body moved before I could think, the command ringing with a force I couldn\u2019t resist, my head bowed.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Rachel\u2019s smirk deepened as she stared at me. The weight of her presence was overwhelming, dragging me back into a familiar, submissive current I thought I had outgrown. Teri shifted in the corner, her gaze flicking between us, but I couldn\u2019t meet her eyes.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cDonald,\u201d Rachel said, her tone smooth and cutting, \u201cI believe I asked you to drop your britches.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

My throat felt dry. I opened my mouth to protest, but no words came out. Her voice carried the same edge it always had\u2014a mixture of authority and derision that left me disarmed. My hands hesitated at my sides, trembling slightly.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cGo on,\u201d Rachel said, her gaze sharp and unwavering. \u201cUnless, of course, you\u2019d prefer I do it for you?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

My mind was a whirlwind of conflict. A part of me wanted to resist, to reclaim the power I\u2019d found tonight. But another, deeper part\u2014the part that had once thrived under Rachel\u2019s dominance\u2014was already yielding. Slowly, reluctantly, I reached for the button of my pants and undid it.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Teri\u2019s voice cut through the tension. \u201cDonald, you don\u2019t have to\u2014\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

But Rachel silenced her with a glance, a single raised brow that seemed to freeze Teri in place. \u201cHe knows what he has to do,\u201d Rachel said, her voice honeyed poison. \u201cDon\u2019t you, Donald?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I nodded, barely able to look at Teri as I let my pants drop to the floor. The cool air against my skin was nothing compared to the heat of humiliation burning through me.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Rachel\u2019s laughter was soft, almost a purr. \u201cThere he is,\u201d she said, stepping closer. \u201cMy obedient little Donald. Teri, you really should thank me. I trained him well.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Teri\u2019s jaw tightened, and for a moment, I thought she might intervene. But Rachel\u2019s confidence was unshakable, her presence overwhelming.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

She reached out, tilting my chin up to meet her gaze. \u201cGood boy,\u201d she said, the words cutting deep and familiar. \u201cNow, let\u2019s see if you remember how to behave.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cGood boy,\u201d Rachel said, her voice dripping with satisfaction. She looked back at Teri, gesturing for her to step closer. \u201cNow you, Teri. Come here.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Teri hesitated but eventually obeyed, taking her place beside me before adjusting her dress to cover the evidence of her spanking.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cTeri, I\u2019d like you to remove your clothes. Actually, I want both of you to remove all your clothes.\u201d, Rachel commanded.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Rachel\u2019s command still hung in the air, sharp and clear. Her eyes never left Teri, then shifted to me. She knew exactly how to make us both respond, and I could already feel the tension building as she stood before us.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cBoth of you,\u201d she said, her voice low and thick with authority. \u201cUndress. Now.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I felt a sudden wave of vulnerability rush over me, the command cutting through my thoughts. Teri\u2019s body stiffened beside me, but I knew she wouldn\u2019t resist. Rachel\u2019s presence was too overwhelming, too inescapable. Slowly, I undid the button of my pants, hands trembling slightly as I lowered them to the floor.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Teri followed suit, her fingers fumbling slightly as she lifted her dress over her head. There was no hesitation in her movements, only a resigned obedience as she stood in front of Rachel, her body exposed and vulnerable in a way that made my heart race.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Rachel\u2019s eyes took in the scene with a mix of satisfaction and something darker, her lips curling into a smile. \u201cMuch better,\u201d she said softly, stepping closer to us. She reached out, brushing her fingers down Teri\u2019s arm, then turned to me, inspecting me the same way.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cYou\u2019ve both been so good tonight,\u201d she said, her voice a silky purr. \u201cNow, let\u2019s see if you remember how to behave.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The room seemed to close in around us as Rachel circled us, her gaze sharp and calculating. She was in complete control, and I felt the weight of it deep in my chest. It was the familiar, unsettling feeling of being utterly at her mercy, and yet, somehow, it was comforting.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

She stopped in front of us again, standing tall, looking down at us both as if we were hers to command. \u201cYou\u2019re both so beautiful,\u201d Rachel said, almost thoughtfully. \u201cBut you need me to remind you how to stay that way, don\u2019t you?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Teri nodded, her breath hitching, and I did the same, unable to break away from the pull of Rachel\u2019s power.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cGood,\u201d she murmured, her voice dropping to a more teasing tone. \u201cNow, let\u2019s see if you can keep this up without me having to remind you again.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

We both knelt before her, the air heavy with anticipation. Rachel\u2019s gaze never wavered as she stroked her fingers through our hair, a soft chuckle escaping her lips as she stepped back. \u201cSee?\u201d she said, her voice filled with satisfaction. \u201cYou both know exactly what to do when I give you the right instructions.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Her hand moved to Teri\u2019s cheek, lifting her face to meet her eyes. \u201cAnd you, Teri,\u201d she said softly, \u201cyou\u2019ve always known exactly how to please me. Just like Donald.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Teri\u2019s face flushed with both embarrassment and something deeper\u2014something that made her look almost… peaceful, surrendering completely to Rachel\u2019s control.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Rachel looked between us both, her eyes gleaming with a quiet triumph. \u201cYou\u2019re mine tonight. All of you.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The words hung in the air, thick and final. There was no room for argument, no space for defiance. Just acceptance. And, in that moment, I knew\u2014whatever had been between Teri and me before was now irrevocably shifted.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

We were both under Rachel\u2019s sway, and there was no escaping it.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Rachel\u2019s smirk returned, her hand brushing through Teri\u2019s hair once more before she turned away. \u201cNow, stay where you are,\u201d she said. \u201cI\u2019m going to enjoy this. Both of you.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Teri and I remained on our knees, exposed and vulnerable, as Rachel moved around us like a queen surveying her domain. It was a strange, unsettling peace that settled in my chest, as if everything had finally fallen into place, even if that place wasn\u2019t what I had expected.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Rachel reached down, grabbing my chin roughly, lifting my face to meet her gaze. \u201cI gave you a chance to prove you could handle this,\u201d she said softly, her tone deceptively gentle. \u201cBut you showed me exactly how weak you are. You need me to guide you. You need me to remind you how to behave.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I swallowed hard, the tension in my chest growing. I wasn\u2019t going to be able to talk my way out of this. And I didn\u2019t want to. Part of me, the part that had once thrived under her dominance, felt that familiar twinge of anticipation. But it was mixed with a sharp sting of guilt. I had disappointed her.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Her eyes flicked to Teri, who remained kneeling beside me, her body tense but unmoving. Rachel\u2019s smirk deepened as she surveyed us both.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cDo you know what happens to people who forget their place?\u201d she asked, her voice cool and measured. She didn\u2019t wait for an answer. \u201cThey\u2019re reminded. Over and over, until they remember. And I think it\u2019s time for you to be reminded, Donald.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

She stood back, moving deliberately, slowly. There was a cruel satisfaction in the way she positioned herself, her eyes never leaving me. \u201cTeri, watch closely,\u201d she said, her tone commanding. \u201cThis is how you show someone they\u2019re nothing without me.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Teri\u2019s gaze flickered to me, and I saw a flash of something in her eyes\u2014sympathy, maybe\u2014but it was quickly replaced by obedience as she stayed silent.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Rachel\u2019s voice dropped to a dangerous whisper. \u201cYou\u2019ll take your punishment like the good little sub you are.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Before I could brace myself, Rachel\u2019s hand came down on the back of my head, pushing me forward until my hands were on the floor. Her other hand gripped my shoulder, forcing me down in a way that left no room for protest.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Her voice was steady as she spoke, each word carrying a weight of authority. \u201cYou need to learn, Donald. You don\u2019t make decisions anymore. I do. And if you forget that again, you\u2019ll regret it.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I felt a sharp sting as Rachel\u2019s hand landed across my backside, and then another, harder this time. The pain made me gasp, but there was something deeper, something stirring in me that had been buried for too long.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cI expect better from you,\u201d she said, her voice cutting through the noise in my head. Another strike, harder this time, making my body jerk. \u201cI will remind you, each and every time, until you remember your place.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I could hear Teri\u2019s breath quickening beside me, and I knew she was watching, her own submission evident in the way she knelt beside me, completely silent.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Rachel\u2019s voice softened, almost tender, as she finished. \u201cYou\u2019re mine, Donald. Always. And you will stay that way.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The last strike landed with a satisfying crack, and the world seemed to shift around me, the pain mixing with a strange sense of relief. I had been reminded of my place, just as Rachel had promised.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Rachel reached down, brushing a strand of hair from Teri\u2019s face, \u201cI have very disappointed in you, Teri. You\u2019ve let down all womanhood. You\u2019re exactly where you belong.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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Rachel stood tall between us, her dominance absolute, and as the night stretched on, I knew we were both hers\u2014completely and without question.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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