Harem House Chapter 51 Part 4 (Patreon)

Arthur woke without a blowjob. But only because Kat and Katelyn had vied for cuddles. Kat won, climbing onto Arthur overnight. She was his weighted blanket, putting enough pressure on his bladder to warrant an emergency. The sky outside was still dark, but the clock on the nightstand glowed, telling him it was a quarter to six. By his standards, he’d slept in, and the others would be waking soon. 

He rolled to his side as slowly as a snail, letting Kat slide off him. Once free, he shimmied out of the way as Kat and Katelyn unconsciously closed the gap behind him. They cuddled, making soft sleepy noises as he fixed the blanket to cover their feet. 

Arthur tiptoed past the bed where Selene, Yvonne, and Kelly slept. Not wanting to wake anyone, he slipped out of the hotel room and crossed the hall. The break room door stood propped open, and he entered the bathroom, used it, and sighed in relief. 

Washing his hands, he checked his reflection and realized that he was naked. Whoops. He’d gotten used to the nudity. He’d forgotten his robe in the other room. Arthur checked his reflection. The food he’d been eating the last few weekends was weighing on his mind more than his body. He had half a mind to train in the hotel gym until breakfast. Kelly wouldn’t let him get away with a light breakfast, but he hoped she would.

He grabbed a water bottle from the break room to wake up, then returned to his room. His hand bumped the handle as he passed it, closing the break room door behind him. Rani or Manasa had the key to it, so he wasn’t too worried. They were in the adjoining room to his. The only problem was that his room’s door was closed. 

Every other room on the floor had shut its doors when everyone went to sleep. So he stood naked in the hallway as the breakroom door clicked shut. 

Well, shit. He looked around and closed his eyes. Naked in a hotel hallway. At least it wasn’t a motel, and he wasn’t outside. He thought of last night, doing anything possible to overcome the images that were forcing themselves into his mind. Knocking on the door meant waking a room full of sleeping women, which instinct (guided by self-preservation) warned him not to do. Going to the lobby wasn’t happening, nor was hiding in the stairwell. 

He was still standing, staring at his door as his heart rate thundered in his ears, when another door opened, and a voice cut through his panic. 

“Don’t tell me you’ve turned nudist,” Brad said. “I can only see your dick so many times before it gets weird, bro. Is it too late? Did I make it weird?” 

Arthur released a long breath, doing his best to keep calm and keep his voice low to avoid waking anyone. He might have laughed, but the exhale became a gust of relief. Brad’s sudden joke had broken him out of his thoughts. “Going to the gym?” 

Brad wore his gym clothes: a sleeveless gray T-shirt, basketball shorts, socks, and sneakers. He spread his arms and gestured to his clothes. “Nah, this is how I dress for Mass. You wanna come? After last night, we could spend the whole day in confession.” 

“I would, but I don’t want to get arrested,” Arthur said, mimicking Brad’s gestures, but wearing only his new emperor costume. 

Brad chuckled. “I got my key and packed a spare set just in case. I even have extra shoes in case of an emergency. Are you okay with new briefs? I swear they’re fresh out of the pack.” 

“Yeah, that’d be fine,” Arthur said. 

“Do you want to come inside?” Brad asked, pointing to his door. “Of the room, to be clear.” 

“Sure,” Arthur said. “It’ll get me out of the hallway at least.” 

“Are you okay, bro?” Brad asked, sensing the relief in Arthur’s tone. He hadn’t laughed at either joke, which was unusual for Arthur. 

“Yeah,” Arthur said. “I was just panicking over being locked out. Traversing the hotel naked wasn’t something I wanted to do.” 

“Try spreading your toes on the carpet. It always helps me ground myself to feel something between my toes,” Brad said. “It’ll help until we get you into clothes.” 

“Oh, that’s a weird texture,” Arthur said, stretching his toes. “Like, it’s soft, but bristly?” 

Brad chuckled, shaking his head as he opened his door and re-entered his room, holding his finger to his lips to tell Arthur to be quiet. 

Gentle snores came from the spare bed where Katie and Evie slept back to back. Jen sat naked in the armchair by the window, writing in a notebook. Arthur averted his eyes on instinct and covered himself, but Jen didn’t appear to care. She didn’t cover herself, nor did she pay particular attention to anything other than what she was writing. 

“Did you forget something?” Jen asked Brad in a whisper. 

“Arthur got locked out,” Brad answered, gesturing behind him. 

Jen looked over and nodded. “Good morning, Master Arthur. Are the girls awake? I wanted to talk to Rani before we left.”

“Good morning,” Arthur said, doing his best not to cover up his own nudity as Jen stretched, nude, in her chair. She wasn’t trying to be arousing or seductive with the gesture; she was just yawning, and naked. Maybe she was the nudist. “And you can just call me Arthur. I don’t enjoy it when people outside of my, uh, my harem, call me Master.” 

“Oh, sure,” Jen said. “Sorry, I’m still wrapped up in last night. And that’s what we called each other on Friday night, so I just assumed. I’m sorry.”   

“No worries,” Arthur said. 

“Here, bro,” Brad said as he pulled a bundle from his suitcase. “You can wear these.” 

“Thanks, bro,” Arthur said, taking the clothes. He slipped into the bathroom, out of habit more than a desire for privacy. He dressed and exited to find Brad waiting and Jen still writing. 

Brad hopped to his feet when Arthur emerged and nodded toward the door. Arthur waved farewell to Jen and led the way out with Brad behind him. They had just stepped toward the elevator when someone cleared their throat behind them. 

“Well, well, well, what have we here?” Katelyn asked. “Trying to sneak away?” 

Arthur turned, smiling, but the smile dropped into surprise when he saw Kelly, Selene, Yvonne, Kat, Katelyn, Mindy, Rani, and Manasa standing in the hallway in their robes. They stared at him and Brad in their basketball shorts, sleeveless T-shirts, and sneakers, their faces angry and their arms crossed. Mindy punched her palm for good measure, just in case either of them couldn’t read the room. 

“We had a whole thing planned for waking you up, but when we woke up, you were gone!” Mindy said, annoyed. 

“You get back into bed this minute, Mister,” Kelly said. She pointed toward his room’s door. “Or else.” 

Arthur laughed, more at their ruffled bed-head appearances than the threat. Still, he wanted to know what they intended to do. “Or else, what?” 

“Get him!” Katelyn cried. She pointed forward, and Arthur’s eyes went wide as the girls rushed him. The hallway became a wall of white bathrobes crashing in like a foaming tide. 

Arthur had just enough time to look Brad in the eyes. “Fly, you fool!” 

That was all he said before the hands grabbed him. Brad ran faster than Arthur would have thought possible and jammed the elevator button repeatedly as if he were in a horror film with fast zombies. Given the women’s hair and makeup, it was neither a kind nor an inaccurate comparison. 

Multiple hands pulled Arthur back as the elevator doors opened and Brad slipped inside. “I’ll remember you!” Brad called as the elevator doors closed. 

The girls grunted as they attempted to haul Arthur off his feet, only to find that he was stronger than they were, and heavier. “Oof, this is impossible,” Mindy said, tugging on his bicep. “He’s too heavy!” 

“Nonsense,” Kelly said, throwing her arms around his waist from behind. “You’re just weak.” She grunted and lifted Arthur off his feet. He didn’t resist her, or any of them, and let them drag him back to his room. He half-walked, but they seemed to enjoy dragging him back, and he was laughing too hard to stop them or help them overmuch. They were laughing, too, which didn’t help them move him.

“Okay, now get back in bed and pretend you’re asleep,” Kelly said, gesturing to the bed he’d spent the last few hours in. 

He didn’t know whose hands took what, but the girls ‘helped’ him undress until he was naked once more. Arthur jumped into bed, starfish-style, and pretended to be asleep as soon as he hit the blanket. Katelyn, Mindy, and a few others giggled at his antics until Kelly turned off the light. 

“Keep your eyes closed, Master,” Selene said. 

“Pet, Brat, join him,” Kelly said, keeping her voice low but firm. 

The firm mattress didn’t move much when Kat and Katelyn crawled onto it from either side. He judged Kat was on his right from the greater disturbance, but even then it wasn’t until they pressed their bodies against his side that he confirmed his suspicion. Kat was soft, and her breasts pillowed against him as her soft thigh spread over his. Katelyn was smooth but skinny, with bony ribs pressing against him as her narrow thigh hooked over his. He spread his arms, letting them use him as their pillow. 

“Okay, who wants to go first?” Kelly asked. 

They must have raised their hands because Arthur didn’t hear an answer before someone crawled between his legs. Kat and Katelyn held his legs open. They started kissing him, each going for his neck as a pair of soft lips pressed against the top of his hardening cock. 

A giggle. “Excalibur is sleepy,” Mindy said, her voice coming from near his crotch as more people crawled onto the bed. 

“Let’s wake him up,” Rani said from beside Mindy. It must have been her hand that grabbed the base of his cock and started pumping. 

“Are you sure this is okay?” Yvonne asked from somewhere beside the bed. 

“Yeah,” Selene said from the foot of the bed. “I asked him last night if we could wake him with a blowjob while we were cuddling. Yvonne’s part of the ‘we,’ right, Master?” 

“He’s supposed to be asleep,” Kelly said. The slap that followed must have been her spanking Selene’s bubble butt. It made his dick twitch, which made Mindy giggle. Her hot breath washed over his cockhead and her tongue flicked the underside as Rani continued pumping. 

“Sorry, Mistress,” Selene said. “I didn’t mean to spoil the game.” 

“Yes, Songbird, you and Manasa are allowed to take part this morning,” Kelly said. “Consider yourself Slut’s guest, just like Manasa is Queenie’s.” 

“Do I get a codename?” Manasa asked, her voice surprisingly close to Arthur’s ear on the other side of Katelyn. 

“What do you want yours to be?” Rani asked. 

“What should it be?” Manasa asked. “Are they chosen or assigned?” 

“It’s a bit of both,” Katelyn said. “They’re agreed upon.” 

“Can I be Chellam?” Manasa asked. 

“Sure,” Rani said. “We can call you that.” 

“Chellam?” Kelly asked. 

“It’s the Tamil equivalent of calling someone ‘sweetheart’ or ‘dear’,” Rani explained. 

“Oh, that’s cute,” Kelly said. “Don’t worry, sweetheart, we’ll call you Chellam.” 

“Thank you, Mistress,” Manasa said. 

“Less talky,” Mindy said. “More sucky.” She took Arthur into her mouth as Rani continued to pump her; the bliss of her hot, wet mouth traveled along his shaft, through his loins, to his heart. He squeezed Kat and Katelyn against him, his hands now along their backs. 

Mindy’s lips left him and then returned, but something had changed. It wasn’t Mindy, if he had to guess, but Rani? The angle was different. She moved for several strokes, keeping her suction high but her movement shallow. 

Movement on the bed shifted him, but he kept silent as the girls moved his arms, and Kat and Katelyn moved away. He opened his eyes to see the women on their hands and knees, kneeling beside him in a row on either side. Katelyn, Manasa, Kelly, and Yvonne were on his left. Kat, Rani, Mindy, and Selene were on his right. Eight women squeezed in on either side from his armpits to his ankles, and they took turns. 

Whoever wasn’t sucking his cock, kissed his body wherever there was room for them. Lips pressed against his lats, pecs, abs, thighs, and calves. Tongues licked and played while teeth nipped and scratched, while at least one of them held his cock, and another sucked it. 

The rotation proved irregular, and Arthur lost interest in tracking it when the sensations threatened to overwhelm him. There were too many breasts dangling, pushing against him, and the scene was too arousing to leave room for rational thoughts. He was in a dream, except no dream felt this real or smelled this much like sex. Arthur lifted his arms, putting his hands behind his head on the pillows as if he were lounging under the sun. 

“He’s enjoying this,” Yvonne said. 

“Oh my God, really?” Kat asked, her tone an avalanche of sarcasm. “It’s almost as if that’s the fucking point.” 

“Brat,” Kelly said, admonishing her. “Don’t bite her head off unless you want a spanking.” 

“Master’s the only one allowed to spank me,” Brat said quickly. “But sorry,” she said to Yvonne, her tone still sarcastic. “I need coffee if you want me to be nice before—ack.” 

Whatever time Kat was about to name was cut off as Kelly reached over Arthur and pushed Kat’s head onto his dick. She swallowed him, being the first to take him into her throat this morning as Kelly held her against him. 

“Just shut up and suck, Brat,” Kelly said. “I’ll make sure Master spanks the brattiness out of you before we leave this morning. Slut, pull a belt with the rest of his outfit.”

“Yes, Mistress,” Selene said.  

Damn. Kelly wasn’t letting anything break her character for this good morning wake-up call, and Arthur found her assertive dominance over Kat hot as fuck. His dick throbbed in Kat’s throat, bulging and relaxing as Kat made several “-gluck- -gluck-” noises until Kelly released her, and she took a deep breath. 

“Jesus Christ,” Kat said, wiping her lips with her forearm. “Don’t do that again.” She hadn’t used her safewords or signal, but gave Kelly as much attitude as she gave him, which he took as a good sign. Kat was having more fun than she let on.   

“Save that attitude for your spanking, Brat,” Kelly said. “Now, Songbird, do you want a turn? You haven’t gone yet.” 

“I, uh,” Yvonne hesitated, looking at his cock with trepidation. “Don’t push my head, okay? I don’t know if I can swallow that.” 

“Okay,” Kelly said. 

“And are we sure Arthur’s okay with this?” Yvonne said. “I don’t want him to—” 

“Green light,” Arthur said, forming a thumbs-up with his hand. “I know my safewords.” 

Selene giggled. “You heard Master, Songbird. Use that mouth for something other than arguing, bitching, or singing. Suck his cock!” 

“Suck his cock! Suck his cock!” Mindy started the chant, and the others joined in. 

Arthur checked her expression, making sure it wasn’t a matter of peer pressure that pushed her into something. 

“Do you remember your safewords?” Arthur asked. “You don’t have to do anything you don’t want to.”  

Yvonne nodded, then rushed forward and smacked her face into his dick. Her eagerness made a few of them giggle, but Arthur did his best not to laugh. She opened her mouth and reminded him of a fish as she tried to line her lips up to the tip of his cock as it moved from her collision. She found it, put her lips around it, and held it in place. 

The lack of movement and suction meant she was holding his cock in her mouth, which, while pleasant, was a marked drop in pleasure from the throat-fuck Kat gave him. 

“Oh, you have a lot to learn,” Selene said, patting Yvonne on the back. 

Yvonne blushed and pulled away. 

“Don’t worry,” Selene said as Manasa took her turn with Arthur’s dick. “I’ll teach you. I’ve been getting good at sucking Master’s cock. We can turn you into a proper cocksucker in no time.”

“If that’s something you want,” Kelly said, rubbing Yvonne’s back. 

“How are you with anal?” Rani asked. 

“Never tried it,” Yvonne admitted. 

“Oh, you’re practically a virgin,” Rani said. “Breaking you in will be fun.” 

The conversation lapsed as the girls returned their attention to Arthur, spoiling him as they kissed every inch of him they could reach. The turn-taking with his cock was amazing. They seemed to have developed a system that kept it from becoming routine and kept him from predicting who was next. It kept everything exciting, even as the switching stalled his release and let the minutes pass, getting no closer to his orgasm. 

Each woman used a different technique and angle, changing everything from one participant to the next. They seemed to enjoy themselves, and him, as they made him writhe. Payback for the pleasure he’d given them, heaped on all at once. Soft giggles and teasing touches between them spread lust through the room until Arthur ached to plunge himself into one of them and reward them. He was just about to suggest that they take turns riding him when an unfamiliar voice reached him from the adjoining door. 

“Whoa. Can we watch?” 

Cynthia and Hallie stood in the doorway in their robes. Kelly looked at Arthur, and he subtly nodded his head to tell her he was fine with it. He didn’t mind an audience when it wasn’t his friends watching him, and their chances of seeing Cynthia and Hallie after this weekend were low. 

“Sure,” Kelly said, answering Cynthia. She pointed to the armchair at the foot of the other bed. “Pull up a chair.” 

“Thanks,” Cynthia said as she and Hallie pushed and pulled the chair into position. 

“Would either of you like to partake?” Kelly asked, gesturing to Arthur’s dick buried in Mindy’s throat, as if it were a dish they were sharing. 

“None for me, thanks. Hallie wants to, though,” Cynthia said as she opened Hallie’s robe from behind.  

The curvaceous redhead looked surprised, but didn’t protest. She stood there, like Venus, as Cynthia presented her to the room. The blush on her face made her cheeks match the tint of her areola, and her puffy nipples hardened in the exposed air. The faint tan line of her Red Sonja costume made it all the hotter, as if Cynthia were presenting the soft, curvy barbarian, stripped of her armor, as a prize. 

He’d have to remember that for a future roleplay with Kelly. 

“Cyn,” Hallie said, low and under her breath. 

“What?” Cynthia asked. She slapped Hallie’s ass. “Go suck his dick, or stop complaining that I didn’t let you fuck him last night.” 

Hallie looked down at her feet as Cynthia wrapped her arms around her from behind. She groped Hallie’s breast, making her gasp, and her other hand dipped low, spreading Hallie’s pussy open to show her off. 

“Look at that cutie go,” Cynthia said, meaning Mindy as she deep-throated Arthur’s cock. “Don’t tell me you’re intimidated? You told me you enjoy sucking cock, right? Well, there’s a cock. Suck it. Show the barbarian how a real pleasure slave does things, Kajira.” 

Hallie gulped. “May I join you?”  

Kelly checked Arthur’s expression. “Yeah, it’s okay,” Kelly said, assuring Hallie. “He knows his safewords.” 

“Pfft,” Cynthia huffed. “What proper dom needs a safe word? Or is a switch the way you’re all dominating him?”

“We’re serving him,” Selene said, her tone more annoyed than Arthur thought the question warranted. “He’s still very much in charge.” 

“Uh-huh,” Cynthia said, getting comfortable in her chair. “But a proper Dom doesn’t need a safeword.”  

Kelly sighed. “Of course he does. I do. Do you remember yours?” she asked Hallie.  

“Yes, Ma’am,” Hallie said. 

“Come on then,” Kelly said, patting the space between Arthur’s legs. “There’s room for one more.” 

“But hurry,” Kat said. “He needs to finish so we can get coffee.”

“Like this isn’t waking you up better than coffee,” Katelyn said, teasing Kat. “Look how hard your nipples are! And how shiny those thighs are right now. How wet are you, Pussycat?” 

“Shut up,” Kat said, snapping at Katelyn. 

“Make me,” Katelyn said, sticking her tongue out at Kat. 

For a second, Kat looked as if she were about to lunge across Arthur and silence Katelyn. The tension between the two grew palpable, and Arthur grinned to see someone being a brat to Kat for once. Kat was the one to yield. She stuck her tongue out at Katelyn, distracting Arthur as Hallie climbed onto the bed. 

Hallie’s curvy body was soft, and her voluptuous breasts almost reached the mattress as she crawled forward. She placed them on either side of Arthur’s cock as she lay face-down and licked his cock between her breasts. She pushed them together, arching her back. Meanwhile, every brush of her tongue against his cockhead was intentional. Her tongue danced against him, enticing him, and drawing out his pleasure before she took him into her mouth, swirled her tongue around him, and bobbed her head. 

Arthur arched his back and clenched the blanket between his fingers, groaning. 

“Holy shit,” Selene said. “I need to learn from you.” 

“Hot,” Rani said, chuckling. “Don’t mind me. I’m just going to motorboat and suck dick,” she said as Hallie moved her head to the side to breathe. Rani sucked Arthur’s cock, smashing her face into Hallie’s breasts with each thrust of her head. 

“Oh, damn,” Arthur said as Hallie’s breasts heated with friction. She, and a few of the others, used their hands on the outside to push her tits together as his cock impaled her cleavage from below. He thrust through her cleavage with rocking hips, and Rani sucked him above it. 

Rani moaned, her humming vibration pulsing against him before Manasa took her turn. Katelyn was after Manasa. She appeared eager to push her face between Hallie’s breasts, so eager that the tip of his dick pressed past her mouth and into her throat. She gagged, but held on, swallowing as she throated him, and Arthur moaned. 

“Pet, I’m about to—” 

His first eruption shot straight into Katelyn’s throat. The second hit her face as she popped off his cock. The third launched into the air and landed on Hallie’s breasts. Her cleavage became a platter as his release pooled around his dick, and no sooner had he stopped cumming than the girls began wrestling. Katelyn, Manasa, Rani, Kelly, Mindy, and Selene descended on Hallie, making her squeal in surprise as they licked and lapped up their reward.

“Damn,” Cynthia said, masturbating behind Hallie in her armchair. “You didn’t last long, did you?”

“You can’t come in at the last second and claim he didn’t last long enough,” Kat said. “Get the fuck out of our room.” 

“Whoa, calm down, bitch,” Cynthia said, holding her hands up in surrender. “I was just kidding, Jesus.” 

“I didn’t mind,” Hallie said. “Besides, it’s a compliment. As you said, I’m a proper pleasure slave, right?” 

“Yeah,” Cynthia agreed. “Now come here, Kajira, I need you.” 

Hallie slid off the bed, dropping to her knees as she turned around. Without a word, she spread Cynthia’s legs and started eating her out. It was almost enough to keep him hard. What kept him hard, though, was the girls kissing his dick before they left the bed. 

Selene started the trend. “Thank you, Master,” she said after her kiss. 

“Thank you, my prince,” Yvonne said. She kissed his dick, then followed Selene’s example and left the bed. 

“Thank you, my king,” Rani said after kissing his dick. She left and circled the bed to sit on the other one. 

“Thank you, my king,” Manasa said. She sounded uncertain whether it was an overstep, but she sucked his dick once more before departing the bed. 

“Thanks, Boss,” Mindy said. She sucked his cock into her mouth, but then giggled as she left the bed. 

“Thanks, Hubby,” Kelly said. She kissed him, rather than his dick, and rose to join the others. 

Katelyn and Kat slid onto their sides in the now otherwise-empty bed. 

“Don’t keep him too long, girls,” Kelly said, tapping her wrist where a watch would be. “The rest of us are going to shower, have a quick breakfast, and then it’s time to go.” 

“We’ll bring breakfast up to you,” Selene said, looking at Arthur. 

“What about me?” Cynthia asked. 

Selene looked confused. “That’s up to you. Have your slave bring you breakfast if you want it. I only serve Master.” 

“A real slave would serve whatever master or mistress they encountered,” Cynthia argued. 

“She’s mine,” Arthur said, ending the argument. “Go wrap up whatever you’re doing with Hallie in another room. I want privacy in this one.” 

“I’m not your sub—” Cynthia argued, but stopped as Hallie moved to her feet. “Get back—” 

“Come along, Cynthia,” Rani said, her voice gentle. “Let’s set you two up in the room next door. You can finish in there.”  

“But—” 

“What was that?” Rani asked. “You want to violate Arthur’s consent and continue to be a voyeur after he’s told you to leave his room?” Her tone was still soft but unyielding. She didn’t need to raise her voice. Rani didn’t demand that others respect her power. She wielded it. It was a subtle reminder of her place as the one who arranged everything. She was the queen of this orgy, and her tolerance for arguments was zero. Besides, she had a point, and she’d made it. He’d withdrawn consent for Cynthia’s continued presence, which meant she was leaving. Whether she left the room or the hotel was her choice. 

Cynthia grumbled, but she grabbed her robe as she and Hallie went into the other room. The others spread out, with Kelly and Mindy slipping into the bathroom. Rani followed Cynthia and Hallie. 

“Remember, the point is to save time,” Kelly warned the others. “Don’t get distracted. Last one out of the shower earns a proper punishment on the way home!” 

Selene grabbed Yvonne’s hand and pulled her into the other room, closing the adjoining door behind them. Arthur relaxed, sinking into the mattress. 

“That doesn’t apply to us, right?” Katelyn asked. “I don’t want to get punished just because we agreed to have our fun.” 

Kat shook her head. “No, that was for the others. Mister Marathon is ours.” 

“Oh, good,” Katelyn said, grinning. “How do you want us, Big D? One at a time? Both together? How do you feel about wearing a strap-on, Pussycat?” 

“I’m not doing that,” Kat said, her tone flat.

“Aw,” Katelyn pouted. “Not even for me? I promise I’ll give you extra cuddles every night for a week!” 

Kat sighed. She looked at Arthur. “Just tell us what to do, Sir.” 

“Got it,” Arthur said. He took a deep breath and wet his lips. “Let’s try this: Brat, I want you in reverse cowgirl, riding my dick but facing away. Katelyn, I want you to sit on my face with your back to Kat,” Arthur said. 

Kat and Katelyn met each other’s eyes and nodded. Kat moved forward, climbing over Arthur’s abs and rubbing herself against his cock until he was ramrod hard once more. She was slick with arousal and flushed with heat as she straddled him, and it only grew as she rubbed herself against his dick. 

Katelyn knelt in a wide straddle over Arthur’s head. She rubbed herself with her hand until Arthur took over, rubbing her clit with his thumb as his lips met her wet, pink, and puffy pussy lips. He let his tongue split them apart, tasting her sweet nectar as she leaned back, pressing her back against Kat’s.

Kat shifted, raising herself and then lowering herself with her knees on the mattress. She sank onto Arthur’s cock, letting it fill her as she moaned her gratitude. “Oh, fuck, that feels so good.” 

“So does this,” Katelyn said. “Fuck, Big D. Maybe I should call you Big T for tongue.” 

The girls hooked their arms, and Arthur held onto Katelyn’s thighs as he licked her, opening her as she dripped onto his chin and neck with her arousal. Her arousal filled his world, as if he’d taken a deep whiff of a bouquet of field flowers. Kat clenched against his cock, squeezing him inside her as she rocked her hips back and forth. The subtle but eager gyrations drew a moan from her lips that Katelyn echoed above him. He thrust his hips upward, and Kat nearly fell backward, except that Katelyn was there, bracing her. 

Katelyn squealed as Arthur curled forward, pushing her against Kat as he raised his hips. “Fuck!” 

She was in no danger of falling, but the curl had thrown her for a loop. The second time was easier and less panic-inducing. The third time made her close her eyes and lean her head back against Kat’s shoulder. 

“Motherfucker—figured out—a–way–to–work out—anyway,” Kat panted as Arthur continued curling. Kat’s weight on his hips didn’t seem to deter him any, and Katelyn weighed almost nothing. Each thrust pushed them together, their backs pressing together and parting as Arthur relaxed. His cock plunged Kat’s depths, and his tongue explored Katelyn’s, turning them both into moaning messes. 

The exercise, however, soon returned diminishing results, and Arthur decided a change of pace was in order. He tapped Katelyn’s thigh, and confusion settled over her face before she lifted it, releasing Kat and falling aside. “Is everything okay?” Katelyn asked. “Why’d you stop?” 

“Because I want to fuck you in a different way,” Arthur said. “Now, be a good girl. Get two sets of wrist restraints from the trunk.” 

Katelyn hopped off the bed and opened the trunk by the window. “Wow,” she said, looking at its contents. “Can we try this later? On Kat, though, not me.” She lifted a riding crop from the interior. “Oh, dibs!” She plucked a pair of pink, fluffy cat ears on a pink headband from the trunk and plunked them onto her head. She smiled at Arthur and Kat, who were still fucking on the bed. 

“Just get the restraints, Kitty Cat,” Kat said, groaning as Arthur’s hand reached around her and found her clit. “Hurry!” 

Katelyn sped up, sorting through the gear and finding a pair of pink and a pair of red restraints. “How’s red?” Katelyn asked. “I couldn’t find four pink ones.” 

“Yeah, whatever,” Kat said, closing her eyes. 

“And rope,” Arthur said as Katelyn put the restraints on the corner of the bed. “Two bundles.” 

Katelyn put two small bundles of pink rope with the restraints. 

Arthur tapped Kat’s ass, prompting her to lean over and dismount him with a frown. His cock stood tall with her juices still coating him, and he smiled as he sat up and shuffled to the end of the bed. He stood and moved Kat where he wanted her, standing with her back to the bed. He guided Katelyn with his hands on her hips to stand in front of Kat, facing her. 

“Hug each other,” Arthur said. 

Katelyn put her arms around Kat without a second’s thought, squeezing her close. Kat did the same, though she seemed more nervous. Still, she didn’t protest, fight, or use a safeword. She blushed. 

Arthur put the restraints on their wrists one at a time, Katelyn’s first, one red and one pink. He did the same to Kat’s wrists, and she left them behind Katelyn, keeping her eyes on Katelyn’s tattoo in the center of her chest. With the restraints clipped to one another, Kat’s hands were bound behind Katelyn’s back, and Katelyn’s hands were bound behind Kat’s, turning their hug into a bondage position. 

“Do we have to hug until we can get along?” Kat asked, making a joke of it. 

Katelyn giggled. “We get along just fine,” she said. “Or did you spill something on my thigh?” Kat’s legs were open with Katelyn’s thigh pressed just against Kat’s mound in their hug. 

“Shut up,” Kat said. “Kitty cats don’t talk, right?” 

Katelyn giggled again and wiggled her head, showing off the cat ears. “Then stop talking, Pussycat.” 

Arthur chuckled. “Okay, here’s the tricky part. Kat, step back and lie down on the bed. Lift your feet off the floor as you need to, and wrap them around Katelyn’s thighs. Katelyn, your legs are long enough that you can keep them on the floor for now. Lift them if you need to once you’re lying on the bed.” 

The girls looked confused but followed his instructions as he guided them with his hands. The thin chain between Katelyn’s restraints was long enough to leave her wrists on either side of Kat. Kat’s were long enough that they could move without hurting each other. 

Kat was on her back on the bed. Katelyn was lying face-down on top of her. 

“Well, this is different,” Kat said. Her legs hung off the bed, and Arthur moved them, wrapping them around Katelyn’s legs. He made quick work of the ropes, tying Kat’s ankles to her thighs, with Katelyn’s thighs in between. Then he did the same to Katelyn, lifting her legs and tying her ankles to her thighs, with Kat’s calves in between. It spread their legs and held them open, letting them hang off the bed but relieving the pressure of gravity. It also placed their pussies on top of each other and presented both to Arthur. 

He grinned as he stepped between them and slid his dick between them. 

“Oh,” Katelyn said, realizing what he was doing. She rocked her hips, humping his dick against Kat’s pussy. 

“Oh, fuck,” Kat gasped. 

“Eenie, meanie, minie, mo,” Arthur said, plunging his cock into Katelyn first. Filling her and splitting her open, Arthur realized he stole Kat’s stimulation, except for whatever pressure Katelyn put on her since they were clit-to-clit. Of course, any rocking would only rub Kat’s clit more, which was part of the plan. He was pushing his luck, and he knew it. Still, Kat knew her safewords and hadn’t said them, which meant she was willing to do this, even if she might claim to have hated it later. 

Likewise, Katelyn wasn’t the biggest fan of immobilization, but she was still willing and hadn’t protested or used her safewords either. She was doing this for him, and Kat, and still enjoying herself. 

Katelyn moaned, tensing against the restraints as the ropes held her as he pushed inside her tight tunnel. She rocked her head and clamped her teeth over Kat’s untattooed collarbone, making Kat grimace. 

“Fuck! Ow!” Kat said. “Don’t bite me! That feels—that’s weird!” 

Katelyn bit her lip as she lifted her head and looked Kat in the eyes. The jostling of Arthur plowing into her made Kat’s eyes move in subtle lifts and falls to keep Katelyn’s gaze. “I’m sorry, Kat, but–I need–a–way–to–vent–this–fuck!” 

“Well, if you’re biting me, I’m biting you back,” Kat said. 

“That’s–fine–with–me!” Katelyn said, gasping as Arthur increased his pace and the force he put into his thrusts. Katelyn moaned, then bit Kat’s collarbone once more, closer to her neck. 

“Ah!” Kat gasped; she stretched her neck forward, biting Katelyn’s neck and holding on with her teeth as Arthur withdrew from Katelyn and pushed into Kat. She hissed through her teeth, but there was no resistance as his cock slid into her. She was hotter and wetter than she’d ever been, especially with Katelyn’s juices coating him. 

With gravity helping, Katelyn’s pussy lips rubbed against Arthur’s cock as he penetrated Kat below her. Every thrust he gave Kat rubbed Katelyn’s clit as well, making her squeeze Kat with every ounce of strength she had in her arms and legs. 

Kelly and Mindy emerged from the shower, watching as they toweled off their naked bodies. Mindy sat on the other bed, leaning forward to dry her hair. Kelly gave Arthur a coquettish expression. She slipped back into the bathroom to do her makeup now that the steam had escaped. 

Mindy remained quiet, just watching as she dried off and pulled her robe from the floor. She hadn’t put it on yet, but she pulled it around her as she watched. She scooted to the headboard of the other bed and opened her robe enough for Arthur to see her playing with herself. 

Kat and Katelyn remained oblivious, absorbed in each other. “Oh, I fucking love this, I love you,” Katelyn panted. “I love you, I love you, I love you.” 

Her confession surprised Arthur, but he grinned at the number of times he’d gotten Katelyn to curse over the morning. She’d have more than a few spankings in the swear jar before she and Kelly left for their cabin. He might wait until they returned to give her a maintenance spanking, though, considering how many he’d given her yesterday. Her cheeks were still pink. 

Kat moaned in protest and bucked her hips as if grasping for him with her pussy as Arthur pulled out of her and entered Katelyn. Katelyn whimpered, enjoying the pleasure more each time he entered her, though she never loosened. Her walls grasped him tighter every time he tried to pull away, as though she were desperate to keep him. 

They’d made him endure the switching during his wake-up blow job; now he was making them endure it as he toyed with them. Neither of them hated him for it. They were clinging to each other for dear life as Arthur fucked them, making the restraints and ropes redundant. 

“Oh, please, oh, please,” Kat said, repeating the words like a mantra as Arthur fucked her, at least until Katelyn silenced her with another bite. Their necks would have hickeys after this. Good thing it was turtleneck season. 

“FUCK!” Katelyn yelled as Arthur pushed into her again. He grabbed her ass cheek this time, using it to push her down as he fucked her. Doing so pressed her that much harder against Kat, who responded by squeezing Katelyn twice as hard. 

“FUCK!” Kat echoed.

“I’m going to—!” Katelyn’s body erupted in shivers and tremors that clamped onto Arthur’s cock as if she were trying to suck him into her through her vagina. He withdrew himself, unplugging a flood of her arousal before he used it as extra lube to enter Kat. 

Kat moaned, arching her back and clawing Katelyn’s back, which made the trembling woman’s moans increase in pitch and volume. Kat joined her, moaning with her until both girls silenced themselves by smashing their lips together. Arthur watched them kiss, their mouths open and tongues dancing. He half-expected Kat to shriek her safeword, but she didn’t; she moaned into the kiss and closed her eyes as her orgasm walloped her body. She thrashed, not in protest but in release. 

Katelyn opened her eyes, realizing what she’d done, and pulled her face away, breaking the lip lock and letting Kat scream her pleasure. It echoed off the thin gray walls, and Arthur doubted there was anyone left asleep on the top floor of the hotel. 

He pulled out of her, letting Kat recover as he unbound them. He let their legs drop first, then unclipped their wrist cuffs. Katelyn rolled over to her side and climbed further onto the bed until she was lying with her head on the pillow. He caught his breath as they did. 

“Are you okay?” Katelyn asked, brushing Kat’s hair from her face after Kat joined her by the pillows. 

“What? Yeah, I’m fine,” Kat said. “Exhausted. I need coffee.” 

Katelyn chuckled. “I meant the kiss. Our kiss. Are you okay?” 

Kat was quiet for a while, her eyes closed and her expression unreadable. “It’s okay,” Kat said. “You got caught up in the moment. I get it. It’s not like it meant anything. Just don’t do that again.” She wiped her mouth. “I know where your mouth’s been.” She tried to turn it into a joke, though Arthur wasn’t sure what she was implying. Her mouth had been in all the same places.  

Katelyn’s relaxed grin stiffened, turning brittle. “Right. No, yeah, of course. It was stupid of me to do that. I won’t do it again, I promise. Sorry.” 

“Should we discuss that confession?” Arthur asked, hoping to change the subject to something more positive. He wasn’t sure what Katelyn was feeling, but the urge to intervene overwhelmed him. 

“Confession?” Kat asked, confused and clearly wanting to melt into the bed and sleep. 

“Katelyn told me she loved me,” Arthur said, looking at Katelyn. 

“What?” Katelyn asked, confused. She blinked, looking at Arthur as if she didn’t know what he was referring to, until it clicked behind her eyes. “Oh, yeah, right. No, yeah, that’s embarrassing. Way too soon, am I right? Don’t worry, it wasn’t a serious romantic confession or anything. Just dirty talk.”

“Oh,” Arthur said, disappointed but not wanting to make the situation more uncomfortable. “Okay.” 

“You need to improve your dirty talk,” Kat said. “It’s too wholesome. Try telling him he’s a bastard. That usually kicks things up a notch.” 

“Ha,” Katelyn said, more than laughed. “Right, yeah, I should’ve added more curse words in there or something.”  

An awkward silence fell over the room. 

“What about you?” Mindy asked, looking at Arthur. “You still haven’t cum, right?” 

Arthur looked down at himself. He hadn’t, and he was still raging hard, but the girls needed TLC and aftercare, and the shower was calling them if Kelly was done with the bathroom. As it was, they’d have precious little time to grab breakfast and load everything onto the bus. 

“Use me,” Mindy said, opening her robe. “Come over here and get your release, Boss. Fuck me like a whore.” 

Katelyn relaxed into the bed as Kat rolled toward her and cuddled. 

“Go on,” Kat said, shooing him away. “I need a minute to recover from—” she gestured to all of him “—that.”  

Arthur checked with Katelyn, who looked uncertain, but nodded. “Go ahead. Kat needs a cuddle buddy, and it’ll give us a chance to cool down before our shower.” 

“Okay,” Arthur said, looking at Mindy. “Are you ready?” 

“Ready when you are,” Mindy said, grinning up at him. 

Arthur strode over to the bed, standing by its side as he pulled Mindy to him and pushed the robe off her. He used its sash to tie her hands, pushing them over her head as he pushed her back onto the mattress. His hands grabbed her narrow hips and pulled her to the edge of the bed. She opened her legs for him, wrapping them over his hips as he stepped closer and pressed his dick against her entrance. 

“Such a good little whore, you’re wet and dripping for me,” Arthur said, admiring the results of her playing with herself as she watched him fuck Kat and Katelyn. 

“Yes, Sir,” Mindy said. “I’m always hot and ready for you whenever you want me.” 

Arthur grabbed her breast, drawing a moan from deep in her throat. The nipple beneath his palm hardened into a diamond point, and Mindy arched her back in anticipation. He didn’t keep her waiting; he pushed into her and slid his hands to her waist where he held onto her, and fucked her. He pumped his arms, fucking himself with Mindy as he lifted her and thrust his hips to meet her as she slammed into him. 

Mindy’s eyes rolled with her head, and she moaned in ecstasy. She said a string of words in Korean that he didn’t understand, but the tone conveyed her meaning. She was praying, desperate to survive long enough to reach her orgasm. A small needle of guilt pricked him at using her more for his pleasure than her own, but he needn’t have worried. She came as he fucked her, but he didn’t stop. He fucked her through her orgasm, slowing because of the increased friction of her squeezing insides. 

Arthur groaned as he leaned forward, letting his hands move from her waist to beside her as he held himself over her. He kissed her, but she was too busy writhing to hold the kiss for long. She gasped for air as their lips broke apart, and she turned her head to the side. 

“Please, Master, fill me, use me, claim me, make me your whore, give me everything you’ve got, please!” Mindy begged, and Arthur caved. He gave her what she wanted, fucking her hard and fast with his hips hammering into her with wild fervor. It wasn’t about her pleasure anymore; it was about his, and he was taking it.

Mindy held on for dear life, begging on loop for him to cum inside her. “Please!” she begged. “Cum in me, Master! Cum in me, your filthy little cumslut! Your cock sleeve! Your fuck toy! I can’t take it! Don’t make me wait any longer! Please, please, please! Fuck me, Boss! That’s it! Fuck me! Right there! Oh-my-god! Oh-my-god!” 

She came again, and Arthur came with her. Her orgasm was too much for him to endure, and when she clamped her insides against his cock, she milked him for every drop he had. Strength fled his legs and robbed his hips of their motion, holding himself inside Mindy as she shook and crunched upward, only to fall back against the mattress and relax. 

He pulled out of her, noticing his cum leaking out of her before she closed her legs. He flopped to his back, then sat up, not giving himself time to get comfortable. 

“Can you hand me my panties?” Mindy asked, pointing to a pile of clothes he hadn’t noticed at the edge of the bed. 

Arthur fished through the pile and pulled out a pair of cotton panties with sunflowers on them. He tossed them to Mindy, who caught them, slipped them on, and stood up from the bed with a hop.

“There we go,” Mindy said, snapping the waistband. “My new favorite Sunday tradition: going to church with you inside me, in a way.” She giggled. 

“Oh good, you finished,” Kelly said, striding out of the bathroom with a towel around her. She had her hair and makeup done, looking as if she’d gotten the best night’s sleep. She dropped her towel as she approached and kissed Arthur’s cheek. “Did you have fun with your secretary?” 

Arthur chuckled. “Yeah.” 

Mindy beamed as she fastened her bra. “I’ll be walking funny for a while.” 

Kelly laughed, high and melodic. “Well, the shower is yours, Mister.” She patted his butt. “See that you don’t let them distract you too much. I’ll have breakfast for you when you’re out of the shower.” 

“Oh, that’s okay, we can go downstairs for breakfast,” Arthur said. “Put priority on loading everything into the bus.” 

“Sure,” Kelly said, nodding. “Should we wait for you then, for breakfast?” 

“Nah, we’ll meet you down there, and we’ll be quick,” Arthur said. He surveyed Kat and Katelyn, who were relaxing naked and spent on the bed. They’d been whispering to each other, but stopped when Arthur addressed them. “Right, girls?” 

“Yes, Sir,” Kat said. 

“You got it, Big D,” Katelyn said. She sat up, moving out of Kat’s reach as she slid off the bed. “Is it okay if I use the other room instead? I’m not sure there’s enough space for three of us.” 

“I’d rather see to your aftercare myself,” Arthur said. 

“Oh, that wasn’t that bad, right? It was just fucking,” Katelyn said, but Arthur wasn’t buying it. He gave her a flat look. “Can Kelly take care of my aftercare? In the other bathroom?” 

Arthur looked at Kelly. He didn’t mind if she was comfortable taking on that responsibility. 

“I can do that,” Kelly answered. “If it’s okay with you, Arthur.” 

“See if the other bathroom’s available,” Arthur said. “But yes, it’s okay with me.” 

“Ask Rani,” Kelly said, giving Katelyn an appraising look. Whatever question she had, she decided to ask it later. 

“Okay,” Katelyn said. She kissed Arthur, then Kelly, put the fuzzy cat ears on the counter, and left them for the other room. 

Arthur looked at Kelly. “Is she okay?” 

“I’ll check,” Kelly said. “You shower.” 

“Yes, Ma’am,” Arthur said. “Kat, let’s go. Wakey-wakey eggs and bakey.” 

Kat grumbled, still half-awake. She pushed herself off the bed and followed Arthur into the bathroom. The shower was quiet, but tender. Kat let him wash her, rinse her, and guide her through the steps with plenty of touches, hugs, and cuddles. Still, Kat was quieter than usual, not even glaring at him when he booped her nose to tell her she was done and could step out of the shower. 

“Are you okay?” Arthur asked as he dried her off. 

“Yeah,” Kat said. “I just need coffee. Lots of it. A gallon.” 

“We’ll get you coffee,” Arthur said. “But what’s up between you and Katelyn? Is it something you need me to talk to her about?” 

“No,” Kat said. “Don’t meddle. It’s between her and me.”

“Okay, but if it’s something that would affect the harem, our relationships, then it’s probably something we should all discuss,” Arthur said. 

“No,” Kat said. “This isn’t a harem meeting agenda item. It’s just a misunderstanding between her and me. Let me figure it out. Okay?” 

“I can help—” 

“Arthur, please,” Kat snapped. “Please, just let me handle it. I swear I’m not being a brat or anything. This is Kat talking. You are my sir, but this isn’t a polycule issue, harem issue, or boyfriend issue. It’s a Kats issue. Okay?” 

“Okay,” Arthur said, keeping his voice soft. “But I’m here if you need me. We all are.” 

Kat softened at that. “Thank you,” she said. “I love you.” She hugged him. 

“I love you, too,” Arthur said, keeping his arms around her for longer than he realized, but she didn’t pull away. She kept hugging him, and he let her do it for as long as she needed. 

When they emerged from the bathroom, clean and ready for the day, they found the others had cleaned most of the room and taken most of the luggage. A set of clothes for each of them was on the bed, and voices from the hallway suggested they should hurry. 

They dressed and left the room behind to join the others for breakfast downstairs. Sunday was going to be an interesting day.