Harem House Chapter 51 (Patreon)

Yvonne trembled as she sat in the chair at the foot of the bed. For years, she’d worked toward an impossible dream. Now, there he stood, just out of reach. Her prince charming, letting his dark side show. 

The entire day had been surreal, full of fancy costumes, theater, and personal drama she hadn’t expected. The evening had led her to take risks and throw herself on his mercy. Now, the night pushed past surreal and into the realm of dreams. Yvonne had to pinch her thigh to ground herself and make sure she wasn’t asleep in her dorm room, dreaming of Arthur as she had so many nights before. 

The pain that sparked beneath her skin proved to her that this was no dream. Arthur stood beside the bed, fucking Evie as if she had unleashed something in him. His body was everything Yvonne had imagined over the years. The round shoulders, the deep lines between his muscles, his firm abs, hard jawline, and bright eyes shining with lust. Glimpses of him from the green room and backstage changing rooms had fueled her masturbation fantasies for years. Now, she watched the real thing, in all his glory. 

The hotel room was overstimulating. The bleached blanket odor and air freshener default in every hotel room had vanished. Instead, this room smelled like hotel soap, shampoo, sweat, and sex. The personal scents of the bodies in the room and their arousal threatened to overwhelm Yvonne, but it was nothing compared to the sounds. Moans, groans, shrieks, mumbles, encouragements, and slapping flesh ricocheted from every surface and floated in through the open door from the hallway. 

This room had the most people. It wasn’t even close. 

Kelly, Selene, and Ana had one bed to themselves. They fucked on their sides, with Kelly taking Selene from behind, and Selene taking Ana from behind. The strap-ons Kelly and Selene wore worked in tandem with their thrusts, combined with the humming vibrator Selene held against Ana’s clit. 

Faith crawled across the room to the office chair, watching the scene while she drank her water. The skinny goth woman’s legs shook, but she was recovering. 

Rani and Arthur stood in the aisle between the two queen-sized beds. Arthur was fucking Evie, who was on her back sideways across the bed. Mindy knelt over Evie, sucking on her nipples as Evie returned the favor. Yvonne didn’t know what they called that position. It was like a 69 that got stuck halfway, so maybe a 34.5? No, that didn’t make any sense. 

Behind them, from Yvonne’s perspective, Kat and Katelyn cuddled on their sides, curled up together. Yvonne sat in the armchair someone had moved near the bed. Overwhelmed. Processing. Trying to map this Arthur to the one she knew. She’d seen his charming smile, his stubborn arguments, and his brooding, contemplative expression before, but his unleashed passion was a novel experience for her. 

His princely smile vanished, replaced by a focused, sharp-eyed smolder that melted Yvonne’s insides. It didn’t even matter that he was fucking someone else, and not her. He took her breath away the way he did when she watched him on stage from the wings. Every flex of his abdominals, the tension in his thighs, and the squeeze of his biceps as he gripped Evie’s legs made Yvonne ache. If she felt this way imagining herself in Evie’s place, she could only imagine how pleasurable the real thing might be.

It was too hard for her to pull her eyes away from him. He was like a god, putting the same diligence into fucking as he did everything else. She’d always admired his skills and dedication to doing things well. Intensity rolled off him as if he were a beacon, and the hungry growl in his grunting efforts woke something in Yvonne. Something dark and primal. 

Without realizing it, her hand slipped under her robe. The opening hid her breasts, but parted as her fingers slid over her stomach. They traced the well-trimmed pubes over her mound and dipped lower, sliding along her lower lips until they found the source of her arousal. She applied pressure, rubbing herself to ease the tension building inside her. It wasn’t until her finger grazed her clit that she realized what she was doing. It snapped her back to reality as a jolt of electricity shot through her, and she froze, only to realize no one else had noticed. Or no one cared. 

Yvonne gulped, swallowed her hesitation, and pushed forward. She had no reason to hold back. The whole point of her being at the orgy was to pursue pleasure, even if her dream remained out of reach. 

“May I?” A voice to her left nearly caused her to jump out of her seat. She turned to see the goth chick from the Ren Faire group kneeling next to her chair. She was pretty, with dark makeup contrasting with her bright eyes. Her haircut looked punk-ish, forming a sharp blade by her pointed chin on one side with a close-cut buzz on the other. Faith. Her name was Faith. Yvonne had to remind herself. She’d been having trouble keeping everyone straight. Maybe she should have made a list.

“I’m sorry,” Yvonne said, realizing that she was staring at the woman. “May you, what?”

Faith laughed. “Go down on you, Gorgeous,” she said. Her laughter suggested it should have been obvious.

Yvonne’s eyes went as wide as saucers. “Oh, um, but I–I don’t even know you,” Yvonne said, keeping her voice low so she wouldn't disturb anyone around them. 

“Sure you do. We introduced ourselves downstairs, remember? I’m Faith. I played the unseelie queen at the Faire, and you’re gorgeous.”

Yvonne blushed, her eyes dipping to Faith’s black netting choker around her throat. She wasn’t one of Arthur’s girls, but his scent lingered on her. Her offer tempted Yvonne, who wet her lips as if preparing to speak, but found no words. 

“We can start slow,” Faith said, raising her hands to show she didn’t mean to pressure her. “But if you’re not into it, that’s okay.” 

Yvonne didn’t know how to respond. She froze. She wasn’t opposed to being with a woman. Faith woke something in her, and her attention flattered Yvonne, who thought it surprising that Faith was even interested in her. But the idea of someone she didn’t know diving between her legs was too weird. She wasn’t sure how to respond to the strange request, despite the constant chorus of abnormality around them. Yvonne had just dipped her toes into this world. She wasn’t ready to dive yet.

Faith chuckled and patted Yvonne’s arm. She took her silence as a no. Yvonne hadn’t meant to deny her, but she understood. That was the rule tonight. 

“It’s okay,” Faith said. “No worries, Gorgeous.” 

Yvonne blushed and tried to force herself to speak, to stop Faith from leaving, but she couldn’t do it. 

Faith bent over, picked her robe off the floor, put it on, and slunk out of the room. She headed into the break room across the hall. 

Had she just fucked that up? Her first low-stakes, no-strings-attached chance to be with a woman? Yeah, she’d fucked that up. She almost called out to Faith, but she didn’t want to disturb everyone else. Following her into the breakroom would be a bad idea, too. Too disruptive, and it put her further away from Arthur, not closer to him. 

The only person who seemed to notice their exchange was Rani. Arthur and Evie were the focus for most people. They were busy with each other. Yet Rani kept one eye on Yvonne as Faith left. She gave it a beat, letting Yvonne settle back into what she was doing, before moving over to Yvonne’s side. 

“Everything okay?” Rani asked, crouching low beside the chair. 

“Yeah,” Yvonne said, breathless. “I’m just overwhelmed.” 

“It’s a lot to take in, isn’t it?” Rani asked, turning to watch as Mindy sat up and Evie guided Arthur’s hand to her throat so he could choke her. She patted Yvonne’s head, running her hand over her hair. “How are you doing?” 

“I’m okay,” Yvonne said, her eyes not leaving Arthur’s arm as he squeezed. “It’s just a lot.” 

“Yeah,” Rani said, stroking Yvonne’s hair. For whatever reason, the touch didn’t make Yvonne jump. It soothed her, and she closed her eyes as she allowed Rani’s fingers to rake over her scalp. “Mind if I sit next to you?” 

“Go ahead,” Yvonne said. However, she didn’t know how Rani might manage it. The chair was big enough for one person. There wasn’t room for her to scoot over. 

Rani sat on the arm of the chair, her naked body on display, with one foot on the floor and one leg on the chair’s arm. On instinct, Yvonne rested her head against Rani’s side as they faced the bed. 

“For the record, I got permission from my king,” Rani said. “We can play together if you want to. You can touch me wherever you want,” Rani said, letting her nails scratch against Yvonne’s neck. “Just tell me where you want me to touch you.” 

“Anywhere,” Yvonne said. “I… I trust you.” 

“Are you afraid to take off your robe?” Rani asked, now scratching the back of Yvonne’s neck. 

“No,” Yvonne answered, and she wasn’t. She wore it because it was comfortable, but they’d seen her naked at the wet chemise contest. She wasn’t ashamed of her body. While she wasn’t the skinniest or smallest-waisted person in the room, she had her curves and assets that she displayed with pride. 

“Then take it off,” Rani said in a low whisper. 

Yvonne shivered but rose from the chair. She took off the robe, watching Arthur as she did so. His eyes left Evie as the falling robe caught his attention. His eyes lingered on Yvonne as he took her in. Evie didn’t notice; she was too busy making out with Mindy. 

Kat looked as though she were asleep in Katelyn’s arms, but Katelyn’s eyes were sharp, watching Yvonne with a smirk across her lips. 

“Tie her up, my queen,” Katelyn said. “She likes it.”

Kat’s eyes blinked open, finding Yvonne and Rani through their half-lidded haze on the other side of Arthur. He was fucking Evie so hard and fast it made Yvonne wonder how Kat could even pretend to sleep on a bed that shook that much. Maybe she was used to it? What was life within their harem like if Kat could doze through that? Or was she only pretending to doze and enjoying herself?   

“Hand me your sash,” Rani said, breaking through Yvonne’s pondering. 

She snapped back to the present, looking at Rani in surprise. “You’re going to tie me up?” Yvonne asked. 

“You know the safewords,” Rani said. “Don’t worry, I won’t do anything too complex, and the master of ropes and knots is watching over us. You’ll be safe.” 

Yvonne blushed. Safety hadn’t occurred to her, nor had Arthur’s attention. Her only thought was: “Finally.” 

Yvonne turned away, scooping up the sash from her robe and handing it to Rani in a pile. 

Rani unwound it and wrapped the fluffy sash around Yvonne’s wrists after she pulled them behind her. 

Yvonne closed her eyes, enjoying the sensation. Her breasts were heavy and fell forward without her arms supporting them, but she didn’t care. She enjoyed having something to strain against, something that grounded her and reminded her that tonight was real and not a dream. The tie slipped off easily, but Yvonne kept her hands behind her, presenting her body to Arthur.  

On the other bed, Selene moaned. She had marks on her shoulder and collarbone from Kelly, who was marking her with love bites from behind. Meanwhile, Kelly’s strap-on plowed into Selene while they lay on their sides, facing Arthur’s back. Ana, who had been taking Selene’s strap-on, had finished and was sitting on the floor watching Arthur pound Evie from behind. 

“Stop letting your eyes wander,” Rani said. “Focus on one thing. Focus on Arthur. He’s watching you, and you’re helping him get closer and closer to the edge, just by showing him your body.” 

Yvonne’s body flooded with arousal, and her breathing quickened. She lifted her eyes to Arthur’s face, but he shifted his gaze back to Evie instead of meeting hers. 

Rani sat in Yvonne’s chair and pulled Yvonne onto her lap, having her sit sideways. With her arms tied behind her, she had to let her arms and legs hang over the arms of the chair. Her butt was against Rani’s warm lap, and Rani had her arms around Yvonne. One arm ran behind her back and under her arms, while the other was under her thighs, between them and the chair. Rani held her in a gentle hug.  

“I’m going to play with you, Yvonne,” Rani said, stating it as a fact. “Is that okay? Are you willing to show off for my king?” 

“Yes, uh, what am I supposed to call you?” Yvonne asked. 

“Queen,” Rani said. She slipped her hand from under Yvonne’s legs and ran her nails over the space between Yvonne’s breasts. “You will call me your queen.” The light press of her fingers against Yvonne’s sternum made Yvonne pull her shoulders back, presenting her breasts to her. It felt good sitting in Rani’s lap, and it had been a long time since anyone besides Yvonne had touched her body. 

Rani’s hand traced lower and lower over Yvonne’s stomach until she reached her pubes. She’d trimmed the soft, dark hair, but there was enough for Rani to run her fingers through it, to grab it between curled fingers. Yvonne tilted her head back in ecstasy at the sharp pain. 

“Fuck,” Yvonne said. She sucked in a breath as Rani teased her, stoking her body with heat until it threatened to burst. 

Evie moaned, loud and long as Mindy straddled her face. Mindy and Arthur made out as he fucked Evie, still going. It was too much for Evie, though. Between the pounding, the kissing, the choking, and the eating, her stomach fluttered with the telltale signs of orgasm as she writhed beneath Mindy and Arthur. 

Mindy seemed reluctant to move off her, but did so at his command. She knelt on the bed beside him as Evie imploded. Arthur didn’t stop fucking her until she spasmed a second time, then a third, and raised her hands toward him in surrender.

“I’m done,” Evie panted. “Please, it’s too much. I need a break. Yellow light.”   

Arthur slowed his hips and pulled out of Evie, resting his hard, condom-clad cock on her. Mindy pulled the condom off and rolled a new one onto him. His cock was still as hard as ever, and he hadn’t cum. The liquid on the condom was a mix of lube and Evie’s juices. 

“Who’s next?” Arthur asked, still breathing at a steady, athletic pace. His diaphragm made his abs rise and fall with each breath. 

“Me,” Ana said, raising her hand. “But I need a minute.” 

“Keep me hard, Whore,” Arthur said in a tone that wasn’t a request; it was a command. A dark, unyielding command that made Yvonne’s entire body shake with need. He wasn’t talking to her, though. Mindy grabbed his dick, pumping him with one hand over Evie’s glistening body. 

“I think I need another shower,” Evie chuckled. “Holy shit, that was–you were–I mean–goddamn.” 

Mindy giggled, squeezing Evie’s hand with her free one. “Right?” 

“You should do porn,” Evie said. She gazed at Arthur with a dazed expression. “If you do, and you need a third blonde, call me.” 

Kat scoffed, the first sign she had been paying attention in several minutes. 

Evie chuckled and rolled off the bed, moving out of the way. She glanced at Yvonne and Rani, noticing them for the first time. Then the bed, where Kelly fucked Selene doggy-style. She moved to the far side of the other bed. “I call next.” 

Kelly checked with Arthur first, then nodded and gestured for Evie to come closer. She did so, and she and Kelly started making out while Ana crawled from the floor to Arthur’s bed.

Ana stood on the side of the bed with her feet spread, folded over the mattress with her arms under her. Her round behind stuck out, and Arthur gripped it, making Ana moan. 

“You’re a masochist, right?” Arthur asked. 

“Yes, sir,” Ana said. 

“Would you like a spanking?” Arthur asked.

“Do you have anything harder than your hand?” Ana asked. 

“I have a trunk with supplies,” Arthur said. “It’s got paddles, straps, and a flogger, but my hand is pretty hard. That’s what I use on new partners.” 

Ana shook her head. “No, not your hand. I want something hard. High impact.” 

“There’s a Bible in the nightstand,” Mindy said, biting her bottom lip. “Want to use that?” 

Arthur grimaced, but Ana nodded. “Oh, fuck yes.” 

Rani chuckled, reminding Yvonne that she was still sitting sideways across Rani’s lap, her hands tied behind her and overhanging the armchair. They were naked, skin to skin, with every inch spreading the warmth between them. Rani’s hands had dipped between her thighs, prodding Yvonne to spread them as much as she could while Rani rubbed everywhere but her most sensitive parts.

It made her blush to expose herself, but for whatever reason, she didn’t feel the shame she might have with anyone else. Rani and the others didn’t mock her or make her feel insecure. They encouraged her and each other, and showed their appreciation for her bravery with pleasure.  

“Give me the Bible,” Arthur said, holding out his hand. Mindy opened the nightstand drawer and handed the small, rectangular, hardback book to Arthur. He pressed it against Ana’s round behind, measuring that it could take one and a half of them length-wise. He shifted it around, measuring its width against each cheek. “Do you remember your safewords?” 

“Yes, Sir,” Ana said. “Red light to stop, yellow light for a break. I’m ready when you are.” 

Arthur gripped the corner of the book to keep it from flying open and brought the front down against Ana’s ass. He held the Bible upside down, but the dull thud of it against her cheek made Ana close her eyes and moan. The thud and moan became a call-and-response that caught everyone’s attention. 

“Harder, Sir,” Ana said. “Please.” 

Arthur took another swing, harder this time, and Ana moaned louder. Yvonne moaned with her, not realizing the noise escaped her mouth until Arthur looked at her. Rani’s hand groping one breast while she sucked on the other was responsible for the outburst, but Arthur didn’t seem to mind. His dick twitched, and Mindy was no longer pumping him to keep him hard. 

“Harder!” Ana begged. “You’ve got muscles. Use them.” 

Arthur gave her a spank that made Rani clench, and Yvonne flinch in sympathy.

“Oh, thank you, Sir,” Ana said as she exhaled. 

Arthur grinned, with a gleam in his eye that made Yvonne clench her core. Yvonne wondered if that was because he enjoyed spanking people, or because he was enjoying watching Rani pleasure her. Did he have a sadistic side? She had trouble seeing that in him, but if he did, it wasn’t because he was mean. It was because it added to his partner’s pleasure.

“Can I call next?” Yvonne asked, looking at Arthur. 

“You want me to spank you with a Bible?” Arthur asked, surprised. “I haven’t gone over your entire list yet. I’m not sure what your limits are. Are you sure you want that?”  

“I marked it as ‘interested.’ You don’t have to use a Bible. Your hand is fine. No one’s ever spanked me before,” Yvonne said. “I don’t know what it’s like, but you’re clearly into it, so…” 

“It’s fantastic,” Selene said, kneeling on the floor beside Arthur. 

Kelly and Evie were on the other bed, without strap-ons, making out. Selene had removed her strap-on and was kneeling in a weird slave pose beside Arthur, as if waiting for him to make use of her. Well, weird to Yvonne.  

“Slut,” Rani said, grabbing Selene’s attention. “Go get me a vibrator and a double-ended dildo.” 

Selene glanced at Arthur first, who nodded. 

“Right away, my queen,” Selene said, hurrying to collect her robe and leave the room. 

Arthur gave Ana another spank, and Kat moaned, drawing attention. Katelyn looked guilty, as if she had her hand in the cookie jar when it was around one of Kat’s breasts. She’d groped her cuddle buddy, with Katelyn’s other hand disappearing behind Kat and between Katelyn’s legs. 

“Sorry,” Katelyn said, whispering into Kat’s ear. 

Kat blushed, but said nothing. Keeping her eyes closed. Katelyn kept her lips near Kat’s ear, just beside her cheek. 

Arthur spanked Ana, drawing everyone’s attention back to him as Ana thrust her hands forward, grabbing fistfuls of blanket. 

“Oh, yes,” Ana moaned. “Harder. I’ve been a bad girl, Arthur. Punish me.”

Arthur spanked her again and again, each dull thud darkening Ana’s light brown skin. Her fawn complexion darkened to tawny as he alternated between her cheeks with the Bible in his hand. The only exception was where the inlaid words “Holy Bible” lay. It was barely discernible, but as the spanking continued, the words became legible on each cheek. 

“We should get engraved paddles,” Rani said, whispering to herself as Selene returned. 

“Do you need a paddle from the trunk, my queen?” Selene asked. 

“No,” Rani said. “At least not yet.” She shot Yvonne a wink and took the vibrator Selene offered her. She put it aside for now, storing it under Yvonne’s legs on Rani’s left. “Do you want to play with Yvonne?” 

Selene looked at Yvonne, blushing a furious crimson that nearly matched Yvonne’s. She looked at Arthur, who gave an almost indiscernible nod, then back at Yvonne. 

“If you’re willing,” Selene said. “I don’t want to make you uncomfortable. But I have permission, and I, uh, I want to if you do.”  

“How about it, Yvonne?” Rani asked. “Will you let our king’s slave and I pleasure you while you watch him spank his new concubine, waiting oh so patiently for your turn with him?” 

Yvonne’s body betrayed her answer, leaking onto Rani’s lap at the idea as she took a deep breath. “Yes, my queen.” 

Rani tugged at the sash and removed it. She let it fall to the floor and motioned for Yvonne to rise. 

Arthur continued spanking Ana, drawing no attention to their shuffle as Mindy stroked him from behind. Kat and Katelyn were watching the spanking now, masturbating separately, but together. Katelyn rubbed herself, Kat rubbed herself, and Katelyn had one arm around Kat’s middle, her hand tucked between Kat and the mattress. 

Meanwhile, Kelly was watching everything from the other bed, letting Evie suck on her nipples and play with her breasts. They rolled over, kissing, before Kelly worked her way lower, and Evie gasped as Kelly buried her face between her legs. She raised her hands, bracing herself against the headboard as she hooked her ankles behind Kelly’s back. 

Rani stayed in the chair but adjusted her posture. She patted her lap and guided Yvonne to sit on it, stacking them together. Selene knelt before them, her hands parting Yvonne’s thighs as Rani moved her legs so that they pressed against the inside of Yvonne’s, keeping them open. Rani’s warm metal piercings pressed against Yvonne’s back, but her hands between Yvonne’s legs and on her breasts distracted her. 

“There you go, Slut. See if you can get us off at the same time,” Rani said. She pressed the turned-off vibrator into Selene’s hands. “Use the dildo, vibrator, and your body to get us off.”  

Selene looked up at Yvonne. “Are you sure you’re okay with me doing this? I know it’s weird for your first time with another girl, even if it’s not my level of weird yet.” She chuckled, and Yvonne joined her. 

Yvonne nodded. She couldn’t hesitate as she did with Faith, or Selene might balk, so she charged ahead, doing her best to ignore the surreal pull of this being a fantasy. “Yeah,” she said. “I’d be lying if I said I hadn’t thought about it before tonight. Not this scenario, but, well, kissing you, or Maria. This isn’t what I had in mind for my first time with Arthur, or you, but I’m happy it’s happening.” 

Selene bit her lip, stood up, pressed her lips against Yvonne’s, and kissed her. The kiss was soft and pleasant, but grew passionate in three quick seconds. Yvonne’s tongue slid forward of its own accord and wrestled with Selene’s. Kissing Selene was everything Yvonne imagined a kiss should be. It was so different from her stage kiss with Arthur, or the dates she’d been on in the past. Magic flowed between them as their lips and tongues danced together.

Selene returned the passion, breaking away only to breathe. Her breath was quick. She lowered herself to her knees, kissing her way along Yvonne’s body, sucking on her nipple, kissing her stomach, and finally, Selene moaned against Yvonne’s pussy and licked. Yvonne gripped the armchair with all her might. 

“Fuck!” Yvonne muttered, letting her head fall back beside Rani’s behind her. 

“Oh, just wait,” Rani said. “Slut’s been getting better at eating people out. She puts as much effort into it as she does sucking our master.” 

Yvonne braced herself, but she was not prepared. Watching Arthur spank Ana, enjoying the other sights around the room, Rani groping and massaging her, and Selene eating her out made her orgasm in record time. She’d hoped to draw out her enjoyment, to spend the night in bliss before giving in as she sometimes did with her ‘personal massager’ in her room. Instead, one of the strongest orgasms she’d ever had snuck up on her and burst out of her in less than a minute of enduring Selene’s licks. Embarrassment crawled over her at having cum, and she wanted to die, but Selene didn’t stop. 

“Don’t worry,” Rani said. “It’s okay to enjoy yourself, and the best part?” 

“What’s the best part?” Yvonne asked, panting. 

“Your pleasure doesn’t end there,” Rani said. “Selene and I aren’t done with you yet, and Arthur hasn’t even started.”

Yvonne whimpered, holding on with everything she had. 

~~~

Arthur had to admit, not holding back felt fantastic. Fucking Evie had been an exercise in cutting loose, and she’d left a wet spot on the blanket large enough to convince him he’d done well. It both amused and aroused him that Ana now had her stomach on it. The woman’s back bore a full floral-pattern tattoo of twisting vines and flowers that formed a heart shape across her shoulder blades, pointing toward her lower back. 

The vines on her lower back formed intricate patterns. It reminded him of old chandeliers, which made him think of The Phantom of the Opera. They were Indian or Arabic, but now wasn’t the time to ask. The point was, they were gorgeous, and the black ink played across her light brown skin to great effect. It was like seeing her through the most intricate lace he’d ever seen. 

Still, he wasn’t sure if it made her more desirable or less. On the one hand, her designs were enticing, and exploring each piece of art on her body was a wonderful exercise. On the other hand, it was impossible to see her naked with so much ink, as if she were wearing irremovable clothing. Despite his love for lace and lingerie, he wasn’t sure he enjoyed the irremovable tattoos, or if it was just a matter of her having too many for his taste. 

He enjoyed the tattoos on his girlfriends. Each bore the Lady of the Lake’s hand holding Excalibur, her forearm billowing into stylized waves. “The Sisterhood of Excalibur” encircled the image from the sword's hilt. Each had their harem name on the blade as a mark of his ownership. 

Kelly’s ‘Arthur’s Wife’ was plain enough to read on her shoulder. Katelyn’s ‘Arthur’s Pet’ was easy to read, but only because she was naked. The center of her chest between her tiny breasts wasn’t something she showed off in her typical clothing. 

Kat’s ‘Arthur’s Brat’ made him smile. With cooler weather incoming, it wouldn’t be on display much despite its location on her collarbone. 

Selene’s Tengwar ‘Arthur’s Slut’ made him hard every time he saw it. She showed off her stomach in many outfits, but in Elvish script, no one could read it at a glance. 

Mindy’s ‘Arthur’s Whore’ being in Korean kept anyone from reading hers, too. Clothes typically covered her left breast. He supposed that so long as her parents didn’t see it, no one else would know. Even if they saw it, the chances that they could read it were slim. It might say ‘Chicken Soup’ for all he knew, but Mindy read Korean and he didn’t. 

Rani’s Indian characters weren’t something Arthur could read either, but he knew it said ‘Arthur’s Concubine,’ marking her as his first concubine, the queen of the concubines in his harem. That was a duty she’d taken up tonight with flying colors, leading the orgy with charm, charisma, and astounding foresight. Arthur hadn’t realized how much this fantasy meant to her. So far it was going well. He was enjoying himself. So was everyone else.  

Arthur imagined that if he’d been born in an ancient era or another world, his girlfriends might be his wives, and the others would be his concubines. That fed into Rani and Selene’s fantasies well enough, and his own. The fantasy realm that sprang to mind couldn’t compare with his reality, though. How was this his life? Not only dating six women, but with their version of a rager being an orgy? He was lucky, for one thing, and he’d done some things right. 

It turned out that helping his girlfriends pursue their sexual fantasies had allowed him to pursue his own. They helped him the same way he helped them, and more. They were there for him. He couldn’t have imagined surviving the last few days without them. 

Arthur couldn’t take the credit, though. If it weren’t for the harem, he didn’t know what he might’ve done when Lynn came back into his life. Not to mention Angie. It wouldn’t have been a repeat of high school, though. He was sure of that. Jail. He’d probably be in jail for murder right now, not spanking a tattoo artist he just met that day with a hotel Bible. 

Arthur tossed those thoughts aside as he focused his energy into spanking Ana. He’d lingered on them too long. The last few swats had been harder than he intended. Ana didn’t mind, though. Her legs shook, and she was wet enough to show Arthur how much she enjoyed the spanking. 

“Yellow light,” Ana said, breathing hard and rubbing her thighs together. “I need a break, or I’m going to cum again.” 

Arthur scoffed, but he stopped spanking her, giving her the break she needed. “So cum again. Orgasm until you’re nothing but a mindless mess.” 

Ana whined. “I want to, but I can only take so much,” Ana said, panting. “I need to spread them out.” 

Mindy reached around Arthur, her breasts pressing into his back as she pumped his shaft to keep him hard. Arthur appreciated the intention, but he wasn’t about to go soft. He had a better idea of how Mindy might participate.  

“Do you want a turn, Whore?” Arthur asked. He held the Bible aloft. “Imagine sitting in a pew with this imprint tomorrow.” 

Mindy giggled, but shook her head. “No, Boss, I’d be laughing too much, and those pews aren’t comfortable. Can I suck your cock instead?” Mindy asked. 

“Of course,” Arthur said. 

Mindy circled him, knelt, pushed her hair over her shoulders, and pulled off his condom. She plunged her mouth onto his cock, swallowing his length as if aiming for her stomach. 

Arthur caught his breath. His ego was dangerously large with his accomplishments so far tonight, and he was still enjoying himself. He looked up to see Yvonne convulsing in Rani’s lap, with Rani restraining her, holding her in place as Selene alternated between eating Rani’s pussy and eating Yvonne’s. The sight nearly made him cum in Mindy’s throat. 

“Damn,” Arthur said, clenching his legs as tight as he’d ever clenched to keep from coming. His feelings for Yvonne were complicated, but if he divorced her from the complications, he wanted her. If he treated her like a woman, someone who was at the orgy to enjoy herself, and didn’t associate her with everything between them, he wanted her. 

If he allowed most of their tiffs and arguments to poke through, he almost wished he were spanking Yvonne instead of Ana. She’d called next, after all. Arthur intended to give her the chance to take a spanking, and he’d enjoy it. He’d enjoy it too much. That’s what safewords were for, and she knew hers the same as everyone else did. 

He grabbed a fistful of Mindy’s hair and pulled her off his cock. She stretched her neck toward him, then whined when his grip didn’t loosen, keeping her tongue out of reach of his tip. 

“Such a hungry whore,” Arthur said. “Ana, are you okay if Mindy eats you out while you take a break from your spanking? Or are you overstimulated?”

“It’s more than okay,” Ana said, spreading her legs wider to give Mindy access. “Green light. Do whatever you want to me.” 

“You heard her, Whore, get to work.” Arthur still had Mindy’s hair in his fist, so he pushed her face toward Ana and held her there while she ate Ana out. She braced herself against the back of Ana’s thighs, her fingers spreading wide as she tilted her head and ate Ana’s pussy from behind. 

Arthur let her feast for a minute, then he pulled her away from Ana and pushed her face onto his cock. He alternated between fucking her face and orally fucking Ana with her as he rubbed Ana’s ass with his free hand. He had to admit it was twisted to spank her with the Bible, and he wondered what Rachel might think of it if she knew. 

She’d probably try to get him arrested. He tossed that idea aside, though his imagination suggested he should consider what Rachel’s ass might look like with the same imprint on her cheeks. “Holy Bible” in blocky, stacked text shone on each of Ana’s round cheeks. Her lighter brown skin peeked through in the shape of the letters, and Arthur couldn’t help but appreciate that marking more than her tattoos. Making the mark himself made the difference. 

He’d overheard Rani’s whisper earlier, and she was right. They should get engraved paddles. Perhaps that would be his Christmas gift to each girl. A paddle with their harem name so that he could spank their name onto them. He’d have to get a suitable set of colored body markers, too. He enjoyed the idea of them having his name somewhere on their bodies. 

Ana cried out as Mindy’s efforts paid off, and she had her second orgasm of the evening. Arthur gave her ass another smack with the good book, which made her shriek and claw at the blankets as it intensified her orgasm. She shook, closing her legs as Arthur pulled Mindy’s wet face away. Mindy gasped for air and gagged as Arthur’s cock filled her throat. 

Kari chose that moment to enter the room, walking forward with caution. Her brown eyes never left Mindy’s lips as they wrapped around Arthur’s shaft. The Japanese woman was petite with long black hair. She wore her robe into the room, but hung it on the closet door handle. 

“Wow, are you okay, Ana?” Kari asked, still not looking at her.  

“Better than okay,” Ana said. She climbed onto the mattress and lay spread-eagled, but face down, and still panting.

Kari’s eyes fell to Arthur’s cock as he pulled Mindy off of it, and her eyes went wide. “That wouldn’t even fit in me.” 

“Want to try?” Rani asked, now fingering Yvonne as they watched Arthur’s rough treatment of Mindy while Selene ate and fingered her. 

“I’m next,” Yvonne said. Her voice was quiet, as if she hadn’t meant to say it aloud. 

“I haven’t even taken him yet,” Ana said. “Want to try something new?” 

Kari gave Ana a quizzical look. 

Ana patted the space on the mattress next to her, and Kari’s eyebrows rose another notch. She stepped into the room but kept out of Arthur’s reach, as if he might grab her. Kari reached the mattress from the other side. 

“What did you have in mind?” Kari asked. 

“Lie on your back on the mattress,” Ana said. “I’ll lie over you and get you ready for him. Then, he can take us both.” 

“How?” Kari asked, confused. “He only has one dick.” 

“He’ll alternate,” Ana said, as if it were obvious. 

Kari frowned. “But he wouldn’t change condoms between us.” 

Arthur thought he could, but the delay between fucking might cause fatigue, and they’d go through the bowl of condoms at a more rapid pace than they already were. 

“If you don’t want to, it’s okay,” Ana said. 

“Can I just do what she’s doing?” Kari asked, pointing at Mindy, who was throating him. 

“Can you deep-throat?” Ana asked after seeing who Kari had pointed at. 

“Yeah,” Kari said, nodding. “I don’t have a gag reflex. I might suffocate, but I can’t fit that into here.” She pointed at her pussy. The thick, black bush surprised him, but he didn’t mind. 

“You had a kid, didn’t you?” Mindy asked, confused. “You can take him.” 

Arthur pushed her onto his cock again, and she swallowed him with a cheerful hum of satisfaction that he’d figured out her favorite way for him to silence her. 

“C-section, and I’m not into pain,” Kari said. She pointed at the faint scar across her lower abdomen. Other than the scar, Arthur never would have guessed she’d had a kid. She kept her body in great shape. “So, can I suck you instead of fucking you?” 

“If you want to,” Arthur said. “Kneel next to her.” He pulled Mindy off his cock, and she wiped the drool from her chin, then patted the spot on the floor beside her. 

Kari grinned at Arthur’s response. She checked with Ana, who was rolling onto her stomach, her head toward Mindy and Arthur. 

Kari slipped past the bed, stepping over Selene to reach the aisle. She dropped to her knees on the other side of Mindy from Ana. Arthur moved them, putting Kari’s and Mindy’s faces beside Ana’s. 

“Can I see how much I can take?” Kari asked before stretching her jaw. 

“Let’s see,” Arthur said. He turned, letting his dick point at her, less than an inch from her. The breath from her nostrils flowed over his cockhead, warming it. 

Kari gripped the base of his shaft and held his dick beside her face, as if measuring it, and found it eclipsed her. She licked the tip, made a curious expression, then sucked it into her mouth. Her mouth was smaller than Arthur had expected. Her tongue didn’t have any room to move, but pressed against him from below, protecting him from her bottom row of teeth. 

She pulled off him and took a breath. “Okay,” she said. “Here goes.” She leaned forward, one hand on Arthur’s hip and the other on the mattress beside Ana to stabilize herself. Her small, dark nipples were diamond-hard at the peak of each small breast. He filled her throat, and Mindy giggled.

“You can see him in there,” Mindy said. She reached through Arthur’s legs and wrapped her hand over the bulge in Kari’s throat. Arthur felt her squeeze and braced himself. Mindy moved her hand, jerking him off in Kari’s throat before Kari leaned away and took a deep breath. 

“My jaw is going to break off,” Kari said. “Damn.” She wiped her mouth with her thumb, then looked at Mindy. “That was hot, but it felt weird.” 

Arthur turned around and face-fucked Mindy again. She smiled over it for a few quick strokes. When he pulled her off, Kari was ready and took him once more. She took him well, but not indefinitely. He turned between them each time, alternating between lodging his dick in Kari’s throat and face-fucking Mindy. 

Ana groaned. Every time he turned around, she held her mouth open, but he didn’t take her up on her offer. She flipped onto her back and left her head hanging off the side. Her breasts weren’t huge or small, but a perfect medium that fit her frame well. Arthur admired them and her artwork before he noticed her tongue sticking out toward him. 

“Can I try?” She opened her mouth, giving Arthur a straight line to her throat. 

Kari and Mindy shuffled with Arthur, kneeling and putting their faces on either side of Ana’s. Kari retook Ana’s hand and squeezed it. Mindy groped Ana’s breast and pinched her nipple, making Ana moan and close her eyes. 

Arthur took in the rest of the room, checking his surroundings. Yvonne, Rani, and Selene were in and around the chair. Kat and Katelyn remained cuddled to his left over the pillows. Behind him, Kelly and Evie were making out, watching him. 

“Yvonne, can you deep-throat?” Arthur asked. 

Yvonne nearly jumped a mile in surprise, or would have if Rani wasn’t holding her while Selene fingered and ate Yvonne toward her third orgasm of the night. 

“I don’t know, I’ve never tried, but—” 

“Then stay where you are,” Arthur said. “Evie, Kelly? Care to join us?” 

Evie and Kelly had been rolling around, making out, slipping their thighs between each other’s legs, and enjoying the show. They stilled, smiling at Arthur. 

“Can I get Katie?” Evie asked. “She’s not very good at deep throating, but pushing her face onto your dick is on my bucket list.” 

“Sure,” Arthur said. “But hurry.” 

“You got it, Boss,” Evie said, grabbing her robe on her way out. She found Katie, from the sound of it. 

Arthur looked at Kat and Katelyn, still cuddling each other and watching everything. “Do either of you want to join?” 

“What do you think?” Kat asked. 

“Wifey, lie on top of Ana. Fuck her with that strap-on if she wants it,” Arthur said. 

“Yes, please,” Ana said. 

Kelly climbed on, kissing her way from Ana’s thighs to her face as she did so, and sliding her strap-on into Ana, making her moan and roll her neck.  

“Ana, keep your head where it is, hanging off like that,” Arthur said. “Wifey, keep fucking her, but keep your mouth ready for me. Evie and Katie are going to lie on either side of you.” He gestured to them as they arrived, and they ditched their robes to join the pile, climbing over Kelly and Ana and hooking their legs over them. 

“Whore, Kari, you stay,” Arthur continued. “Kneel with your faces beside Ana’s. I’m going to take turns face-fucking each of you.” 

Kat bit her lip, then twisted to look at Katelyn. 

Katelyn nodded, and the two of them crawled over the others, adding their faces to the group. Katelyn giggled, lying over Kelly and Evie, while Kat placed herself over Kelly and Katie, holding Katelyn’s hand on Kelly’s back between them. 

The girls opened their mouths in unison. They let their tongues out as they waited for him, and it was so fucking hot that he wished he had his phone to take a picture. Not that he needed it. He burned the image of the pile of naked women waiting for him to face-fuck them into his memory, where it would live forever. And in his periphery, Yvonne was writhing as Rani held her and Selene ate her out. 

Arthur couldn’t believe that he was this lucky. He pinched himself, but he wasn’t dreaming. As surreal as tonight was, it was no porno, game, or dream. 

He stepped forward, choosing Ana first, as the weight of the others squished her and held her in place. Kelly kissed the bulge in her neck as Arthur penetrated Ana’s throat, and he felt her lips press against the top of his cock. It was weird, but hot as fuck, and Arthur clenched every muscle in his body to stay on track. He had to do at least two rounds. That was his goal. After that, he’d let them have it. 

Arthur pulled out of Ana and pushed into Kelly’s open mouth. Ana surprised him by swallowing his balls. She pulled them into her mouth and tongued them, trying to stretch her tongue behind them, which kept his thrusts in Kelly’s mouth brief. 

He pulled away from both of them, offering his dick to Mindy next. She took it, pressing her nose against his pelvic muscles and stretching her tongue toward his balls as she swallowed against him. She tried to hum, but had to cut herself off and pull away as it tickled her throat and made her cough. Arthur checked on her, but she was okay, and Evie was kissing his dick. He slid it along. Mindy kissed the underside as Evie took his cock into her mouth. He thrust forward, letting Mindy’s outstretched tongue lick him, and face-fucking Evie for several strokes. 

After Evie, Katelyn took him, sucking on his tip and holding him at bay so that he didn’t enter her throat. She’d tried it once or twice before, but she much preferred playing with his tip than swallowing his entire length. Still, she tried, but Arthur pulled away and offered his dick to Kat next. Kat grimaced, but opened her mouth, as if reluctant, and let him fuck her face. She didn’t even protest when he pushed into her throat, and she blushed as he made and maintained eye contact. 

When he pulled away, it was Katie’s turn, and he let his dick hang in front of her. She kissed the tip, pressing her pouty lips against the mushroom head before parting them and letting them slide over him. She stretched forward, taking more of him, but gagged when he pressed against her throat, and he pulled away. 

Kari was ready. She and Mindy were kneeling with their backs to the bed, sitting on their heels and waiting for him. Kari grabbed his dick and plunged her face onto it until her lips met her fist around his base. She pumped him as she milked him with her throat, using her other hand to choke herself, and him inside her. The assault on his cock staggered him, especially combined with the tightness of her throat and mouth. 

“Oh, fuck,” Arthur growled, knowing how close he was. He reached out for balance, and Kat caught his hand, steadying him. He freed himself from Kari and stepped back. “I won’t last another round of that. Who wants it?”

The question had been a mistake. Everyone but Katie started begging him, and she joined in after her surprise faded. Their voices overlapped, nearly overwhelming him, but he withstood the onslaught. 

“Use me!” Mindy said. “Cum in or on me, Boss!” 

“No, Boss!” Evie said. “Pick me! I want to taste your cum!” 

“Pick me, Big D! Me! Me! Me!” Katelyn called.

“It should be me!” Kat cried. “Gimme!” 

“Use me, Sir!” Kelly pleaded, redoubling her efforts as she fucked Ana beneath her. 

Ana’s eyes rolled as her ass slammed into the mattress beneath Kelly’s fucking, and she shuddered. Everyone on top of her kept her immobile, and it took every ounce of her strength for her gaze to find Arthur. She didn’t beg as much as the others, but opened wide and said, “Aaaaaaaah!” 

“I want to try it!” Katie added her belated plea. 

“I’d love to taste you,” Kari said, reaching for his dick and holding onto it. 

“Just spray the lot of them,” Rani suggested from her chair. “Mark your concubines, my king.” 

Arthur groaned as the women reached for him, a group of hands finding his cock and tugging. They wrestled with each other for their place along his length as they pumped him toward Ana’s open mouth. He groaned, staggered forward, and found Kelly’s open mouth just in time as he reached his limit. 

She took him as his orgasm surged through him, and his legs shook from the effort as he bent forward. His hands gravitated toward Katelyn’s and Kat’s backs, pressing them into the pile as he pushed into Kelly’s throat. He withdrew, still cumming as he entered Ana’s throat, then he pulled away, trying to reach Evie’s but not making it before he splattered her face with his cum. It dripped onto Mindy, who had her mouth hanging open to catch it, and Arthur could have sworn he had a second orgasm right after the first at seeing that. 

He staggered back and delivered a final shot. He didn’t see where it landed, but he only managed a few steps before he hit the bed behind him and fell onto it. Sitting on it, he collapsed backward, letting it take him as the girls moaned, giggled, and cooed over their effect on him. He closed his eyes, letting the room lights become a bright darkness behind his eyelids as he recovered. 

The women on the bed turned on each other, making out, licking, and teasing each other. Kat rolled away as the others started having fun. 

“Is he okay?” Katie asked. 

“Oh, he’s fine,” Kat grunted.

“Boss, are you okay?” Evie asked. 

Arthur gave them two thumbs up, and the women erupted into laughter. He cracked one eyelid open and propped himself up on his elbows, looking down at them. Rani, Yvonne, and Selene had either finished or stopped what they were doing. Selene trotted over to Arthur and knelt beside him on the bed. 

“Sorry,” Kari said, rising to her feet. “But the two thumbs up as your big guy went soft was funny.” 

“Oh,” Arthur said, looking down at himself. He’d softened, but he wasn’t done for the night. He supposed he could take a pill if he needed to, but he’d be fine. It was a matter of recovering. The activity itself wasn’t overly strenuous, but the sensory input had overwhelmed him. It’d driven him over the edge, and he couldn’t hold his release back any longer. 

The girls disengaged, rubbing each other and checking on each other as they rose. Kat got to her feet and put on her robe. Katelyn followed her out of the room, but they went into the break room, and Kat turned into the bathroom. Katelyn was about to return when Manasa distracted her by offering her a cookie, so she sat on the bed and ate a snack. 

Arthur chuckled. The others took their cue from Kat. Evie, Katie, Ana, and Kari gathered their robes. 

“Thanks for the spanking,” Ana said, twisting to show off her butt. “And the fucking, and the…well, everything. And thank you,” she said to Kelly. “You’re so… so…” 

Kelly chuckled and hugged her. “It was fun.” 

“Yeah,” Ana agreed. 

“Next time, you’ll have to fuck Katie while I watch,” Evie said, shooting Arthur a wink. 

He didn’t think there’d be a next time, but he wouldn’t rule it out. 

“Give him a minute,” Mindy said. “He’ll be ready again.” 

Katie and Evie shared a look. “No, it’s okay,” Evie said, glancing at Yvonne as if they’d had a pre-arranged conversation. “Next time.” 

Evie slipped over to Arthur, and he sat up in time for her to reach him and kiss his cheek. “Seriously, you’re a god, and I can’t wait to do this again. Let me know any time.” She shot a look in Rani’s direction, confirming that she meant it.  

Arthur chuckled, laughing more at himself than at Evie. “Thanks, I’m sure we’ll be in touch.” 

Katie came over to him next. “I’m not sure I should say thank you, since that was more for you than for me, but it was nice to meet you.” She offered him a handshake. It was the most awkward handshake he’d ever given, considering she was naked and still had a glob of his cum on her face. 

“Thank you, thank you, thank you,” Ana said, trotting over as they left and kissing him on the lips. “Mm.” 

Kari waved from where she was. “I hope we see you again.” 

“Are you leaving?” Rani asked, voicing the question that rose in Arthur’s mind, too. 

“Oh, no,” Ana said. “But we need a break, and we figured we’d give someone else a turn, or let you have your privacy. There are energy drinks in the break room, right?” 

Rani nodded, pointing at the door across the hall. Ana and Kari walked over, their robes untied but hugged against their naked bodies. 

Kelly removed her strap-on, and Selene ran the toys to the break room, laying them on the bed to be cleaned, which appeared to be Manasa’s job. He heard bits of the conversation floating across the hallway from the break room as Kari, Ana, Evie, Katie, and Katelyn related their experiences to someone Arthur couldn’t see. 

He relaxed, catching his breath, and sat, resting his elbows on his thighs. 

“So, um,” Yvonne said, hesitating. She sat on the corner of the other bed, naked, with her hands folded in her lap. “Is it my turn?”

~~~

Yvonne couldn’t control the trembling in her body. Her only fear was that Arthur might mistake her shaking nerves for fear when anticipation and hope overwhelmed her. She was so close, but every time she’d gotten close, Arthur pulled away. She didn’t want him to. Not tonight. She needed him to want her and to give in to his desires.

She sat naked before him, her body on full display. Her breasts were the most prominent feature on her voluptuous frame, often the source of attention from guys. Yet Arthur wasn’t even looking at them or her pale, pointed nipples. He met her eyes, and when his gaze dipped, it fell to the black silk choker tied around her neck. Her gaze dropped to his lips, then back to his bright eyes as he raised his to meet hers. 

She’d cum three times tonight from Rani and Selene pushing her through orgasm after orgasm in the chair. She assumed the wet spot on the cushion was from her. Anticipation wasn’t the only source of her trembling. Still, fear wasn’t even a thought. She’d had her first time with a woman, and with Selene, no less. Arthur’s unleashed, brutal passion didn’t frighten her. It flooded her with lust and made her want to throw herself onto the bed, spread her legs, and beg him to take her. 

Instead, she’d asked for a spanking. Arthur enjoyed spanking Ana, so maybe it would help him enjoy her. Then he could take her without getting in his head about who she was to him. Was it manipulative to ease him into sex through something he enjoyed? She hoped he didn’t think so. 

“Are you sure you want this?” Arthur asked. “You want a spanking? And are you sure you’re okay to be with me? You won’t resent me in the morning, or hate me if I push things too far? I’m not dumping anyone to be with you. If we do this, it’s just for fun, right?” 

“Of course,” Yvonne said, nodding. 

“You’re sure?” Arthur asked, as if he didn’t trust her answer. 

Yvonne opened and closed her mouth. A million potential responses ran through her head, but each one sounded wrong. What magic word could she use to make him understand? Should she try to boss him into it, as she might as the President of the Theater Club? Or was it time to drop that bossy facade and show him how desperate she was? 

“Please,” Yvonne said, making her choice. “Arthur, I–” she hesitated, unsure of how to express it without coming across as a pitiful slut. “I’ll admit I’m having trouble being chill, but that doesn’t mean I’m hoping you ditch your girlfriends or anything. I’d never do that to them. Hell, if anything, I want to be one of them, not replace them, but you’re everything I want. Please take me and do whatever you want with me. I’m informed from the list, your girlfriends, and watching you with the others. I’m consenting to whatever you want to do, and I’ve wanted you since I met you. Even if it’s just for tonight, and we never hook up again, I need it. I need you. Please, Arthur, I’m begging you, take me, spank me, kiss me, fuck me, I’ll do anything. Anything.” 

Arthur rubbed his chin, drawing her eyes to the scruff of his five o’clock shadow. He checked the expressions of those with them, and Yvonne did the same. Kelly and Arthur had switched beds. She sat by the pillows, back against the headboard, on Yvonne’s right. Kelly was naked except for a pair of spandex shorts, her pearl collar, and a strap-on, and her body invoked jealousy and lust in Yvonne in equal measure. 

“I’ve told you, you’re allowed to want her,” Kelly said. “Take her, Mister. Give the poor girl what she wants, and if there’s any leftover when you’re done with her, give her to me. I’ll take care of her. She’ll need someone to nurse her back to health.”

The lust in Kelly’s tone surprised Yvonne, and judging by his expression, it surprised Arthur, too. The heat in Kelly’s green eyes met Yvonne’s gaze without flinching, and Kelly puckered her red lips and blew Yvonne a kiss.

“I’d get in on that action,” Rani said, her voice low and husky as she whispered into Yvonne’s ear. She knelt on the bed behind Yvonne and rubbed her shoulders. “She’s a proper sub, my king, docile since I’ve broken her in with a few orgasms. Didn’t you hear her moaning? It was so beautiful and melodious. She’s a good little songbird, isn’t she, Slut?” 

Selene nodded, having returned from the break room. She knelt on the floor by the armchair to Yvonne’s left. “Yes, my queen. She’s delicious, Master. You’ll enjoy her taste, I’m sure of it. And I can attest that she’s very aroused by what she watched Master do to Evie and Ana. Not a hint of jealousy, just pure lust. Beneath that sometimes bitchy exterior, she’s a freak, like us.” 

“Thanks,” Yvonne said. “I think.” 

Mindy giggled. She moved over to sit beside Arthur on the opposite bed and hugged his arm. “I can hold her down for you, Master. She’s got a big round ass, not as wide as my queen’s, but she’s sexy and thick. You’re telling us you haven’t imagined spanking her before?” She grabbed his cock as she asked, and it twitched in her twisting grip. 

Arthur glared at Mindy, but to Yvonne’s surprise, he blushed and looked away. She wondered how many times he’d imagined ending one of their fights by bending her over a table and spanking her. Was that his favorite thing? Was ‘spanking’ listed under ‘favorite’ on his list? 

“Should we talk first?” Arthur asked. “Discuss what’s happened, or is happening, between us?” 

“No,” Yvonne said. She remained determined not to give him a chance to turn her down. “We’ve talked, Arthur. Tonight is a blank slate. We’re not Arthur and Yvonne, theater rivals or whatever, here. You’re Master, or Sir, and I’m Damsel, or whatever. Call me Slut Number Two if you want. We’re two consenting adults who want each other, and we’re at an orgy, for fuck’s sake. So, let’s do it. Please?” 

Arthur checked with Selene, then looked up as Kat and Katelyn entered the room. “Are you two okay if Yvonne and I… engage with each other?” 

“Of course!” Katelyn said, clapping her hands together in excitement. “Can I watch?”

Arthur nodded.  

Kat frowned and gave Yvonne a once-over. “I’d prefer you ‘engage’ with me, but it’s fine. I can be patient.” She turned her glare toward Arthur. “But I expect one hell of a reward for being so nice. A proper one-on-one date night. Dinner, dancing, a movie, or whatever.” 

“Oh, we can negotiate for our approval?” Mindy asked, surprised. “I want storage closet time at work. Fifteen minutes a day. Wreck me, then send me back to my desk with you dripping down my leg. Oh, and make Beth lick it off me if she wants a taste.”  

“As hot as that is, this isn’t a negotiation,” Rani said, swiping for Kat’s ass, but Kat was too quick. Kat lurched out of the way and stuck her tongue out at Rani.

“Knock it off, you two,” Arthur said. 

“Yes, my king,” Rani said as she sat back on her heels. 

“Yes, Sir,” Kat said as Katelyn slipped her arm around her and put her naked hip against her side. 

“You’re okay with our first time being with everyone else here, even the people we don’t know?” Arthur asked Yvonne. He gestured toward the hallway beyond the open door. Katie, Evie, Ana, Faith, and other voices floated through, but Yvonne had tuned them out a while ago. 

She focused on the people in the room. Kelly, Mindy, Rani, Selene, Kat, and Katelyn were in a relationship with the man she loved. She knew Selene. The two of them had delved into sexual pleasure together, which wasn’t as weird as Yvonne thought it’d be. It had proven fun, in a way. Selene was superb at it, and Yvonne had cum a crazy amount thanks to Selene’s tongue. She reached over and patted Selene on the head. She used her other hand to take Rani’s hand, pausing her shoulder rub as she swept her thumb over Rani’s knuckles. 

“I’m okay with that, yeah,” Yvonne said. “I wouldn’t be here without them.” 

“And you want a spanking?” Arthur asked, raising one eyebrow. “You’re submitting to me, and won’t push for it the other way around?” 

Now it was Yvonne’s turn to express confusion. “I don’t want to top you, Arthur,” Yvonne said. “I’ve never wanted that. Being in control out there is one thing.” She gestured toward the door. “But in my fantasies, you help me let go. You make me submit to you, and I–well, that’s what I want.” 

Arthur cleared his throat, coughing into his hand as he hardened at her answer. “But you want to start with a punishment?”  

“Yes! Do you not want to spank me?” Yvonne asked. “It looked fun, and you enjoy spanking people, right? Plus, it might be cathartic for you? And me. I owe you so many apologies and, well, a spanking would help me feel like I’ve paid my dues. At least some of them. Mindy, sorry, um, what’s your harem name again?” 

“Whore,” Mindy said, without an ounce of shame. 

“Whore is right, right? You’ve imagined spanking me before,” Yvonne said. “So, now’s your chance. Live out your fantasy, Arthur, make me pay for every time I’ve annoyed you, then fuck me into oblivion and let Kelly uh—” 

“Mistress,” Kelly supplied. 

“Let Mistress take care of the cleanup,” Yvonne said, trying to sound brave through her soft voice as it shook with lust. “Queenie and Slut have prepped me for you, so I’m ready when you are.” 

Arthur blinked at her, considering her words, though she could see his physical reaction to the idea. He was as hard as a rock between his legs. 

“How do you want me?” Yvonne asked. “Over the bed? Against the wall? Hands on the counter?” 

“No,” Arthur said, standing. He approached, and Yvonne tilted her head so she could keep eye contact, even if it took her a moment to peel her eyes away from his cock. “If I’m going to fulfill my fantasy, I’ll pull you over my knee, tan your ass cherry red, and fuck you until you’re a quivering, obedient mess. I want you to drip with lust every time you sit or look at me.” 

Yvonne gulped. Rani’s hands left her shoulders. Arthur snapped his fingers and pointed toward the office chair at the counter, the one Faith had sat in earlier. Mindy and Selene hopped up to get it, but Mindy got there first. She wheeled it behind Arthur and held it in place. 

Arthur checked its position, nodded, and returned his attention to Yvonne. “Are you feeling green?”

“What?” Yvonne asked, confused. “No, I’m fine.” 

“Sorry,” Arthur said. “I meant it as part of the safeword system. Green, yellow, or red?”  

“Green light,” Yvonne said. “Yes, Sir. Definitely green. Hunter green. Forest green. The greenest of greens. May I call you Sir? Do you prefer Master?” 

“I don’t think you’ll be doing much talking,” Arthur said. “Slut, get the ball gag from the trunk.” 

Yvonne tensed, but not out of fear. On the contrary, she was on the precipice between dream and reality. Her fantasy was about to come true–her dark fantasy. She’d imagined Arthur as her Prince Charming over the years, sure, but she’d pictured him as a darker prince from the fairy tales and dark romances she read. His barbarian outfit at the Faire had done nothing to quell her darker fantasies. 

Selene presented her with a red rubber ball attached to black leather straps that buckled together. 

“Open your mouth, Songbird,” Arthur said as he took the gag from Selene. 

Yvonne opened her mouth, both in surprise at the chills sweeping over her body and obedience to his dark tone of command. Arthur had used the nickname Rani had given her in passing, but Yvonne enjoyed it. She was a singer and had been ever since she and her mom sang along to the old Disney movies they used to watch together. Her love of theater matched Arthur and Selene’s, and singing was her main talent. She’d sing for Arthur any time he wanted to play her angel of music. 

Arthur pushed the ball gag behind her teeth, and she bit down, tasting the bright silicone with its sterile plastic flavor. He fastened the straps behind her head, with Rani moving her hair for her and holding it in her fist. The slight pull on her hair made her close her eyes in pleasure. 

“If you need to safeword, just give me an SOS signal, three grunts, noises, or taps, okay?” Arthur asked as he stepped back. 

Yvonne nodded far too fast for Arthur to believe she possessed any hesitation. At least that was what she hoped. She wanted this, and it was starting. His hands had brushed her face while her cheeks burned cherry red.  

Arthur’s hands swept over Yvonne’s shoulders, along her arms, and to her hands. He pulled her to her feet by stepping back and guided her to stand beside him as he sat in the chair.

Yvonne stood with her feet shoulder-width apart, unsure what to do or how she was supposed to lie across his lap. Arthur guided her, pulling her over so she faced the carpet with her hands out in front of her. Her feet remained on the floor, as did her fingertips, but her stomach pressed against Arthur’s thighs. His dick pressed against her too, and she blushed. 

“Slut and Queenie, take a foot each so she can’t kick,” Arthur said. “Whore and Wifey, hold her wrists and keep her in place.” 

Mindy held her left wrist in both her hands, kneeling on the floor. Kelly stood instead, leaning with her butt against the nightstand and her foot over Yvonne’s right hand, trapping it in place. She kept most of her weight on her other foot, but the pressure grounded Yvonne while the short, soft carpet beneath her palm comforted her. 

Yvonne gulped, trying to hold back the saliva in her mouth and the arousal flooding her as her eyes followed Kelly’s long, shapely legs. Selene’s arms wrapped around her left thigh, and Yvonne’s heel absorbed the warmth between Selene’s legs. Rani’s hands wrapped around her right ankle, anchoring her with her legs spread much further apart than her hands. 

Kelly ran her fingers over the back of Yvonne’s head, massaging her scalp with her nails and pulling her hair into a ponytail. She didn’t offer a scrunchie or a hair tie, though; she held her hair in her fist, holding Yvonne’s head in place. 

Yvonne could barely make out Kat and Katelyn cuddling in the bed they’d been in before, watching her about to get wrecked by Arthur’s spanking. 

He rubbed her ass cheeks, alternating between each one as if warming them up. Perhaps that was what he was doing, though she was hot enough between her legs to melt the ball gag in her mouth if she moved it there. 

“Are you ready?” Arthur asked, lifting his hand away from her ass. His left arm was over her back, holding her against his lap. His right was in the air, poised and ready to strike. 

“Yeh-hir,” Yvonne said through the gag, trying to say ‘Yes, Sir’ and mangling it. Arthur understood, though, because he landed the first blow, and Yvonne’s world burst into stars.

~~~

Arthur had to admit, spanking Yvonne proved cathartic. For years she’d been mean and bitchy toward him at Theater Club, arguing and finding every reason to piss him off over every little thing. She’d tried to ruin his reputation on campus, which hurt his girlfriends, too. That lingered in the past, and he’d forgiven her, but between her diva nature and the frustrations she’d caused, he was eager to give her a piece of his mind. Now, he had his girlfriends holding her over his lap, and she put herself at his mercy to spank as much as he wanted.

Of course, his nature wouldn’t let her abandon her well-being for his sake. He wouldn’t thrash her, make her cry, and leave her ruined and desperate for release on the hotel room floor, even if that was his foremost fantasy. Still, she’d need a ton of aftercare. 

He peered through the door. Ana was still in the break room with Kari, relaxing and cuddling together in their own form of aftercare. Guilt nagged at Arthur for not guiding Ana through it, but he trusted she knew what she was doing. For all he knew, the spanking he’d given her hadn’t even been an intense experience for her.  

This was different. Yvonne was new to this level of kink, and she threw herself over Arthur’s lap with a level of trust she’d never displayed. Even now, her soft naked body stretched over his lap with her smooth skin driving him crazy. Every breath she pulled into her diaphragm swelled her stomach and massaged his cock. She sucked in a breath every time he pulled his hand back, making him keep a decent rhythm. She was after pleasure through pain, not pain without pleasure.  

That every slap against her unclenched ass made her moan a different note put a smile on his face. She was a songbird, and one he intended to make sing. He kept his pace steady, and he didn’t know if it was an unconscious memory, but he’d set the rhythm to a waltz. 

One, two, three. One, two, three. One, two, three. He kept his spanks light in three-quarter time. Arthur wondered what sounds Yvonne might make performing on a sybian, or a one-bar prison, with her hands tied behind her. Perhaps she’d squeak in different pitches as he flicked a crop against her nipple-clamped breasts for every mistake. Kinky singing lessons were a fantasy he didn’t know he had. The very thought made him want to take Yvonne, stick her in a dungeon, and make her sing.  

Was she looking for a relationship? That was a different conversation, but he imagined they’d have it soon enough. Was she looking for a place to live? No, she lived in the same dorm as Rani. She didn’t need to move into the house, and the earliest she could was between semesters. He was getting ahead of himself, letting his fantasies run away with him as he spanked her. 

Her pale, porcelain ass burned pink as his palm stung from the effort, but he didn’t mind the pain. It was minimal compared to what he was inflicting, and if his hand burned too much, he’d tell Slut to fetch a paddle. He didn’t know if he’d get to spank Yvonne a second time. So, he might as well enjoy himself. He’d keep going until his arm got tired, or she signaled her safeword. 

He kept his ears open for her responses, and all that reached him was the sweet melody of her cries echoing his spanking against her. The heat coating her ass warmed his hand with each slap, and the pink on each cheek turned red. Each strike added another gradient layer until her cheeks were crimson. He spread the strikes out, focusing so that the thickest part of her thick ass was the deepest red. Soon, no inch of porcelain remained below her back or above her thighs. 

Her high soprano cries of joy had become low alto moans of lust over the course of the spanking. The grips on her legs and arms had tightened. Her arousal leaked from her pussy onto his thigh, and it tempted him to play with her, but he held back. He kept his hand dry, loving every minute of only teasing her with the pressure of her mound pushing against his thigh with every smack. 

Kat and Katelyn watched from the bed, holding each other. Katelyn was the big spoon, with Kat curled up beneath the taller girl’s limbs. Katelyn had her leg hooked over Kat’s hip. If she’d been wearing a strap-on, she might have been fucking Kat’s ass. Without one, Arthur imagined that Katelyn’s heat was warming Kat’s ass almost as much as Arthur’s hand warmed Yvonne’s. Kat kept her eyes nearly shut, peering through her lashes to watch Yvonne’s spanking. Katelyn watched with rapt attention, her fingers tapping against Kat’s sternum to count every strike. 

Arthur hadn’t counted the spanks he gave Yvonne, nor had she. He wondered if anyone had, but the count wasn’t important. He was going off the results, not only on her ass, but in his spirit. Each blow lifted the day's heaviness from his shoulders. It lightened his spirit, making him feel better not only about Yvonne and what she’d done, but about everything. Last night with Lynn, today with Angie, every bitter, angry, and violent emotion in his spirit leaked out. Each time his palm made her red ass bounce, more of it left him, until he had nothing left.

He could no longer see the shape of his hand on Yvonne’s ass cheeks. Instead, a field of mottled red across her crack faded into fuzzy pink at the edges. She’d soaked his thigh, and had done enough trembling at one point he thought she might have had a small orgasm from the spanking. Her low moans had turned into a scream, but he’d spanked her through it, and then she’d gone quiet, breathing, taking her beating like a good girl. 

He stopped spanking her, and she caught her breath, not moving or twisting to see what was going on, but floating as the sting crept into her cheeks. Yvonne’s submissive nature had surprised him. He’d thought she’d be more dominant, but it wasn’t as if switches didn’t exist. Kelly and Rani both had dominant streaks, but they switched and submitted to Arthur. He wondered if Yvonne would be that way. Or if she wanted to leave her dominance in the real world and submit in the bedroom. She’d submitted to Rani, and now to him.  

“Slut,” Arthur said, breaking the silence after he stopped spanking Yvonne. “Get six medium pieces of rope from the trunk.” 

Selene released Yvonne’s leg and fetched what Arthur requested from the trunk. She laid the rope on the bed and waited, head bowed, for further instructions. “Kelly, help Yvonne to the bed, put her face up, sideways, with her ass at the edge.” 

“Sure thing, Mister,” Kelly said, lifting Yvonne upright. 

Yvonne, for her part, moved as if half-asleep. Her eyes were heavy and half-lidded, looking from person to person without seeing them. She moaned as Kelly made her sit on the edge of the bed. Her expression of pain and pleasure flowed around the ball gag in her mouth in a long, steady note. 

“That’s it,” Kelly whispered. “Good girl. You took your spanking so well. I’m so proud of you, honey.” 

Goosebumps erupted over Yvonne, and Arthur smiled to see them. His thigh was slick with her arousal, and he could see it glistening between her legs as he took the rope. He fastened a rope cuff around each wrist, but didn’t tie them together. He left a rope hanging from each cuff and offered one to Kelly and the other to Mindy. 

“Hold these. Keep her arms above her head,” Arthur said. 

“Yes, Boss,” Mindy said, using the rope cuff to pin Yvonne’s left arm above her on the mattress. Kelly did the same, sliding away from cradling Yvonne’s head in her lap. 

Yvonne stared up at the ceiling, then lowered her eyes to Arthur. The ball gag kept her from asking questions, but she moved her legs as he guided them and offered no protest or signal. 

“Still at a green?” Arthur asked. 

Yvonne nodded, though it wasn’t quick. Her movements were sluggish, with a significant delay between question and answer. He checked her breathing and pulse, but she was okay, just enjoying herself. 

Arthur tied her left leg, then her right one, into a frog tie. He cuffed her ankles, then used the rope to lash each calf to its thigh. Then he used the fifth and sixth bits of rope to fasten around the column ties he’d made. He offered one to Rani and the other to Selene, handing them a leash for each leg. 

“Keep her spread open for me,” Arthur said. 

“Yes, Master,” Selene said. 

“Yes, my king,” Rani said, rubbing herself as she put her knee on the bed and drew the rope under herself, pushing her pussy against it. Selene mirrored her, but didn’t rub herself. 

“Don’t forget a condom,” Kat said, pointing at the bowl on the nightstand. 

“Get off your ass and help me,” Arthur said, making Kat’s eyes flash open. “Put the condom on, but make sure I’m nice and hard first.” He was, but it gave Kat an excuse to suck his cock for a few strokes before she rolled the condom over him. “Pet, make sure Yvonne’s ready for me. If she’s dry by the time Kat has me ready, you’ll get a spanking to match the one I gave her.”

Katelyn didn’t need to worry. He could see the wet arousal glistening over Yvonne’s pubes, thighs, and pussy from where he stood. Still, she pressed her lips toward Yvonne’s ear and whispered a question. After an affirmative nod from Yvonne, Katelyn crept over her, crawling into a 69 position. Whether by accident or design, Katelyn rubbed herself against the ball gag as she lowered her lips to Yvonne’s pussy. 

Meanwhile, Kat crawled off the bed and dropped to her knees with a condom in hand. Arthur put his hand on the back of her head. He didn’t push as she took him into her mouth. She sucked, licked, and played with him, stroking him with one hand as she did so. 

Katelyn and Yvonne moaned together, singing a duet as Katelyn’s tongue danced against Yvonne’s exposed folds. 

“Oh, wow.” An unfamiliar voice to his right made Arthur turn his head. Cynthia and Hallie stood in the doorway, wearing their robes. “Wow,” Cynthia repeated. “Can we watch?” 

A flare of annoyance sparked in Arthur, but he pointed at the armchair. “Sit and watch, if you want, but keep quiet.” 

“Sure,” Cynthia said, pulling Hallie by her hand toward the chair. They both dropped their robes, draping them over the chair like a blanket between them and it. Cynthia sat and spread her legs over the arms, exposing herself, but with a purpose. Hallie knelt, her back toward everyone, showcasing her soft, curvy ass before it disappeared. She ate Cynthia’s pussy as Kat returned to sucking Arthur and Katelyn returned to eating Yvonne. 

“Where’d you get the rope? Can I have one? I want to tie Hallie’s hands behind her back,” Cynthia explained. 

“I brought it, and no, you can’t. Now shush, or I’ll get you a gag,” Arthur said, not appreciating further interruption. 

Cynthia flinched, then blushed, swallowing whatever words had started in her throat. She probably wanted to ask if she could get a gag for Hallie, but Arthur wouldn’t allow other people to use his equipment without his supervision. And he was too busy to supervise, or he hoped to be soon.

The brief interruption had caused a lapse in his erection, but Kat’s efforts soon had him ready to penetrate stone once more. She sucked, throated, and pumped him, then pulled away and turned him by his cock toward Yvonne. She rolled the condom over him, stroking him at his base with one hand once it was in place. 

Arthur stepped forward, standing between Yvonne’s tied-open thighs. He couldn’t see Yvonne’s face through Katelyn, so he tapped his dick against Katelyn’s face to suggest she move away. She got the wrong message from his prodding and swallowed his cock instead, throating him with her chin against Yvonne’s blooming clit. She was open and exposed to him, with the pink of her pussy lips reminding him of spanking her over his knee. 

“Roll away, Pet,” Arthur said, tapping Katelyn’s head. “Let me see the diva.” 

Katelyn sat up, then lifted her leg and moved away. She stood beside Kelly between the bed and the wall, holding on to Kelly, whose free hand wandered between Katelyn’s legs as Katelyn hugged her. Katelyn whimpered, humping Kelly’s hand as she played with her. Kat watched Katelyn, keeping her eyes on her as she sat on the opposite bed. 

Yvonne’s face was ruddy with heat and slick with arousal as Katelyn’s crotch pulled away. She couldn’t eat Katelyn, but she could rub the ball gag and her nose against Katelyn’s pussy as Katelyn ate her out. Katelyn’s efforts had not gone unreciprocated. 

Arthur tapped the crown of his condom-clad cock against Yvonne’s pubes, drawing her eyes to him. 

“Are you ready?” Arthur asked.  

Yvonne nodded, her head moving in little more than a tremble that shook her entire body. He notched himself at her splayed entrance and paused. This was it; one push of his hips and he’d be inside Yvonne. They’d done so much, but this was a point of no return. Once he fucked her, there’d be no going back. He wondered if she realized how momentous this occasion was, if she could consent to it while amid her subspace haze. 

This was what she wanted, wasn’t it? The entire reason she was here tonight, in his room. She’d asked for this. She’d more than consented every step of the way. The only thing holding him back wasn’t his concern for her consent, but his own. Did he want this? Did he want her? 

Perhaps it was fantasy on his part, or a self-loathing part of his ego, but he imagined that fucking her was a step towards claiming her. After this, she’d be his, and if he told her she was joining his harem and becoming his free-use Theater Club fuck buddy, she’d agree. Of course, that might not be how she’d react. Did he trust himself with that level of power over her? Was that just a fantasy? Was it immoral to want that? To want her and the others and claim them as his own? 

No, he’d been over it a hundred times. It wasn’t immoral. Each of his girlfriends was an informed, consenting adult partner, and their fantasies aligned with his. Yvonne was a rival, friend, and enemy who wanted the same things he did. They weren’t fighting or arguing against this anymore. They wanted the same thing: each other. Thankfully, he was in a loving, healthy, polygamous/polyamorous relationship that not only gave him the freedom to pursue the women he desired but encouraged him to do so. 

Arthur took a deep breath as Yvonne whined her need. She tried to push herself against his cock. The ropes on her wrists and legs kept her in place, even as the volcanic heat from her pussy warmed and wiggled against the tip of his cock. 

He pushed forward, sliding into her trembling, aching pussy as it stretched over him. The walls of her vagina didn’t clamp or fight against his intrusion. They were far too wet. Instead, they sucked him in and held him against her as though she were hugging him to herself, refusing to let go. 

“Oh, fuck,” Arthur released a deep exhale as he arched his back, pushing himself forward until she took every inch of his thick length. 

Yvonne’s eyelashes fluttered. She released a long, loud moan from her powerful diaphragm that would have reached the mezzanine if it weren’t for the ball gag. Yvonne wiggled her hips, or tried to, but Rani and Selene held her ropes fast between them. She arched her back, making her moans louder as Arthur withdrew, then pushed forward, sawing in and out of her at a sedate pace. 

“You’re torturing her,” Selene said, half-accusation and half-realization. 

“I know,” Arthur said. “I want her to act as desperate as she is, moaning, trembling, wiggling, desperate for release before I let her cum again. She’s going to moan for me with my cock lodged deep inside her until she’s nothing but a mindless hole for me to fuck.” 

Yvonne moaned, and several others chorused her moan as she trembled beneath him. Katelyn clung to Kelly, her legs shaking as Katelyn came from Kelly’s hand playing between her legs. Mindy held the rope from Yvonne’s wrist behind her, letting the rope run between her legs. She rocked her hips, but otherwise let Yvonne’s pulling keep the rope taut and pleasurable. Rani fingered herself, and Selene followed her lead at a more sedate pace. 

Kat rested on the bed behind Arthur, using a pillow to cover her crotch as she masturbated to the scene. He wasn’t sure why she used a pillow until he remembered they had a bigger audience than before. Cynthia held Hallie’s head with both hands, shivering and moaning as Hallie played with her, using her fingers and tongue to please her girlfriend. 

Arthur grabbed the ropes around Yvonne’s thighs and calves, using them as handles to pull and push her against him. The slow start accelerated into a more normal pace for him, keeping his hips thrusting until they matched the waltzing pace he set with her spanking. On every third thrust, he pushed her down instead of forward. The motion drove her ass into the mattress and made her arch her back from the painful pleasure he’d spanked into her. 

For her part, Yvonne was loud. The ball gag muffled her cries at first, but over time she compensated for it, letting her cries, grunts, and screams of pleasure flow out of her with gusto. She had powerful lungs, and Arthur enjoyed making her use them, but it was well after midnight in a cheap hotel, and he doubted their soundproofing had her in mind. He half expected the front desk to call or the police to arrive, but nothing came except Yvonne. 

The first orgasm snuck up on her. One moment he’d been pumping away, and she’d been moaning her pleasure to the ceiling. Then her moan cut off and turned into a tight clench of her throat and the rest of her muscles as she imploded. He felt her shaking against him inside her, but kept fucking her until she went limp; then he kept fucking her until she reached another peak, and another, and another. He didn’t stop, and she seemed determined not to signal a safeword until he came in her. 

She had to be sensitive. He wondered if she was still enjoying this or if her pleasure had turned to pain yet. If it had, she made no sign. Whenever her orgasms subsided, she picked up her moaning again, encouraging him to keep going and clenching to keep him inside her whenever he tried to pull out. She wanted his release, and she’d earned it, but it was taking too long. 

“Girls, untie her,” Arthur said. 

Selene, Rani, Mindy, and Kelly jumped into action, untying the knots that bound Yvonne’s limbs in place while he fucked her. Katelyn crawled over the bed and rejoined Kat, having recovered from her standing orgasm. She’d clutched and cuddled Kelly after it passed, but with Kelly moving so much to untie Yvonne, she sought more comfortable cuddle partners. Kat accepted her with open arms, and Katelyn crawled into them as Kat rolled onto her back. Kat spread her legs, letting Katelyn lie between them with her head on Kat’s breasts for a pillow. They held each other as they watched the scene unfold on the other bed. 

With the ropes off Yvonne, her limbs fell slack against the bed. She tried to move them, but they flopped as if she were boneless, and she surrendered herself to her fate. 

“Do you want me to stop?” Arthur asked, pausing inside her. 

Yvonne shook her head and said something indiscernible through the gag. Arthur nodded to Kelly, who unbuckled and removed the gag. It glistened with Yvonne’s saliva and dripped as it rested on the mattress beside her. Yvonne worked her jaw for a moment, regaining control of her mouth now that she was free. 

“No, please, keep going,” Yvonne said, begging. “Use me, Arthur. Cum in me. I’m tired, and I can’t help much, but please, use me, Arthur. My prince. Fuck me as hard as you want. Harder than you have been. Go all out. Unleash yourself, like you did with Evie. I want you to.” 

Arthur glanced at the others. Selene, Kelly, Rani, and Mindy nodded their encouragement. 

“You heard her, Master,” Selene said, putting her hand on Arthur’s hip. “Don’t hold back. Show everyone what you can do.” 

“If she screams, I need someone to keep her quiet,” Arthur said. 

“I volunteer,” Rani said, raising her hand. She climbed onto the bed and straddled Yvonne’s torso. “Are you okay with this?” 

“Yeah,” Yvonne said. “I mean, yes, my queen.” 

Rani leaned forward, lowering her pierced nipples to Yvonne’s mouth. Arthur knew that Yvonne sucking on them wouldn’t give Rani much pleasure. But they gave Yvonne something to do, and Rani could rub herself against Yvonne’s torso. 

Selene stood by his side. She kept a hand on him but wasn’t getting in his way. “I wish you were fucking her raw.” She frowned. “Maybe next time?” 

Arthur grunted, not committing to a next time just yet. Part of him realized this wouldn’t be the last time he and Yvonne did something together, but he didn’t want to be arrogant.

Mindy held Rani’s shoulders, holding her in place and stabilizing her from the other side of the bed. Kelly sat, groping herself as she watched the scene from her seat by the pillows. 

Arthur remained hard and lodged inside Yvonne, whose intense wet heat soaked into his length. He braced himself, getting into position as he lifted her by the hips. Raising her the way he did made Rani fall forward, but Mindy braced her, then lifted her so Yvonne could move.

Yvonne sagged, rag doll-limp, letting her legs hang free over the bed’s edge. He paused, making sure no SOS came from the new position, and then he fucked her. He was hard, brutal, and fast, fucking her for his pleasure rather than hers. She spasmed against him another time, then another, crying her pleasure into Rani’s chest as Arthur pounded her hard enough to move the bed. 

Cynthia and Hallie cuddled in the armchair, watching well after Cynthia had orgasmed from Hallie’s oral efforts.

“Wow,” Hallie whispered. “Now that’s a barbarian.” 

Kelly chuckled, slid off the bed, and joined Hallie and Cynthia. They had a whispered conversation as Arthur continued fucking Yvonne, using her body for his pleasure. After a moment, Hallie lay with her feet on the floor on the opposite side of the bed from Arthur. Cynthia took the position beside her, holding her hand as Kelly stepped between Hallie’s legs with the strap-on. 

Selene grabbed a condom for her, and Arthur watched Kelly’s breasts swing as she fucked Hallie, making out with her and Cynthia as they played together beside him. She kept her rhythm in time with Arthur, but used much less force. Still, it kept the bed from sliding. 

The soft, bouncing motions of Hallie’s breasts, the ever-present crimson blush high across her cheekbones, and the noises she made were adorable. Meanwhile, Yvonne, Rani, Mindy, Selene, and Arthur seemed to work as a choir of their own. Arthur’s grunts, Selene’s whine, Rani’s moans, Mindy’s kisses against Rani, and Yvonne’s gasps drowned out everything else in the room. 

Sweat dripped from Arthur’s rigid muscles as he fucked Yvonne, exerting himself well past his usual limits to draw out his climax. Every muscle in his body protested the abuse and burned from tensing as though he were mid-workout or run. His heart thundered, and he wondered if he didn’t have another orgasm in him, until he felt it building deep within himself. 

It took time, but Yvonne was still wet, and he’d lost track of the number of times her body spasmed against him as he fucked her. Finally, the sights, sounds, moans, and stimulation became too much. He came, filling the condom inside Yvonne with the last ounces of cum left in him. His soul drained away, and every muscle gave up the ghost as relaxation swept over him like an ocean wave, nearly knocking him off his feet. He remained upright by Selene’s grip around him, and his hand on Rani’s back as he stopped pumping his hips into Yvonne and went still. 

Yvonne moaned, her eyes fluttering as she quivered against him, pushing his pleasure into overdrive. Panting, Arthur withdrew. His cock softened, but that didn’t stop Selene from diving for it. She sucked it, condom and all, then pulled the condom off him and tied it off. 

Arthur fell forward onto the bed beside Yvonne and rolled onto his back to give Rani room to dismount. He panted, catching his breath as Yvonne did the same next to him. 

“Was that what you wanted?” Arthur asked, looking at Yvonne. 

“Fuck yes,” Yvonne said, barely able to get the words out. She made a hand motion beside her forehead that Arthur took to mean ‘mind-blown.’ “Arthur, that was—you are—words are—fuck.” 

Rani and Mindy giggled, stopping their make-out session to turn their attention toward Yvonne. “Right?” Mindy asked. “Now imagine having to fix your skirt and go back to work.” 

Selene rubbed Arthur’s thigh and Yvonne’s, kneeling between them. “Don’t fall asleep, Master.” 

Arthur chuckled. He wanted to. ‘Exhausted’ was an understatement. The exertion wasn’t too much, but after a day outdoors at the Faire, plus the exertions he’d had during the day? He had no energy left and wanted nothing more than to sleep for a century. 

But he couldn’t. He had responsibilities as a dominant. This was Yvonne’s first time with kink. More than ever, she’d need someone to guide her through aftercare, even if the domination/submission aspects hadn’t been as intense as Arthur was used to. Kelly had offered to help with the cleanup, but aftercare was between him and Yvonne. Kelly could watch, though. It would be good training for her. 

“Slut,” Arthur said, still catching his breath. “Run a hot bath in the tub.” 

“Right away, Master,” Selene said, leaving the bed. 

“Yvonne?” Arthur asked, looking to his side. He expected her to be asleep, but her eyes were open, gazing at him as if he had set the sun and moon in the sky. He looked past her to see Cynthia, Hallie, and Kelly cuddling in a pile at the foot of the bed. They must have finished. Kat and Katelyn were still lying together, with Katelyn face-down on Kat. Kat had pulled a sheet over them, and it looked as if Katelyn was asleep and Kat was nearly asleep herself. 

“Yes, my prince?” Yvonne asked.

Arthur chuckled at that. “More a beast than a prince.” 

“Yes, my beast?” Yvonne asked. She took his correction without objection, which might have been the first time. Was that all it took to get her to listen? Damn. 

Arthur chuckled at the nickname. He tried, and failed, to rouse himself and prop himself up on his elbow to look at her. Instead, he rolled onto his side, facing her, and reached for her with one hand. His fingers spread as his palm rested on her stomach, and Yvonne smiled. 

“You can grab my boob if you want,” Yvonne said. “I don’t mind.” 

Arthur snorted, and the others laughed with him, even Yvonne. “How are you feeling?” Arthur asked. “Are you hurt anywhere?”  

“Are you kidding?” Yvonne asked. “My insides are a mess, and my ass is on fire, but it’s a good heat.” 

Right, the spanking. The soak in the tub was a good idea. Cold water might even be a good idea, though it’d be uncomfortable. 

“Was I too hard on the spanking?” Arthur asked. 

“No,” Yvonne said. “I needed it, and it was good. It was more than I’d ever dared to hope for, but I’m going to feel it for the next month. Jiminy Cricket. Were you holding back?” 

“Well, it wasn’t the hardest I could spank, but it was an intense spanking. I may have gotten carried away,” Arthur said. “I’m sorry.” 

“Don’t you dare apologize,” Yvonne said. “I’m not sorry for any of it. I loved it, Arthur, I’m serious. That was amazing. The spanking, the ropes, the fucking. Holy cow, the fucking. I mean, that was way more intense than even my fantasies thought possible. I came so many times!” 

“How many?” Rani asked, curious. “And no one’s commenting on her using a Disney character as an expletive? Is that a fucking thing?”

“I lost count,” Yvonne admitted. “Upwards of five, less than a dozen? And yes, Rani, it’s a thing people say. I think it predates the character? I’m not sure. My mom used to say it.” 

“Wow,” Cynthia said, not getting involved in the cricket conversation. “How many times did he cum?” 

“Okay, I’ll let the Jiminy Cricket thing go, but I intend to Google it later,” Rani said. “And yeah, he came once. Well, twice tonight with the face-fucking dog pile, but only once with Yvonne.” 

“Face-fucking dog pile?” Hallie asked, confused. 

“If it’s just women, do we call it a bitch pile?” Mindy asked. 

The girls laughed, and Arthur joined in. 

“Damn, how did you cum a dozen times from that? Are you sure you came at all?” Cynthia asked.

“Yeah, those were orgasms. I can tell,” Yvonne said. She was still lying on her back without even trying to roll over or prop herself up with her elbows. “His dick was just so–” She looked over at him. “Sorry, I mean, your dick was just so good. Plus, I may have been pent up. It’s been a long time for me.” 

“Okay,” Cynthia said. “Now I know you’re lying. You can’t orgasm from something inside you. It’s your clit that makes you orgasm.” 

“Some people can orgasm vaginally,” Rani said. “Sounds like Yvonne’s one of them. If you’re so curious, hop on his dick.” 

“Really?” Cynthia asked. She looked at Rani as if she’d challenge that statement, but realized she lacked the authority. If anyone was an authority on sex, it was Rani. She looked at Arthur, who waved away any interest in fucking Cynthia. Not that she wasn’t attractive, but he needed to tend to Yvonne.

“You don’t orgasm from things in your vagina?” Yvonne asked, looking at Cynthia. “What’s the point of dildos then?” 

“They still feel good,” Cynthia said. “But the clit is where it’s at.” 

“I mean, sure, but I can orgasm from either,” Yvonne said. “It’s super intense when it’s both.” Her eyes searched for Selene, but found Arthur. She blushed.

“You lucky bitch,” Cynthia said, making everyone laugh again.

Selene returned, slipping into the room and crawling over Arthur. She lay on top of him, resting her chin on his chest. “Your bath is ready, Master.” 

Arthur chuckled, patted her butt, and gave it an affectionate squeeze. “It’s not for me. It’s for Yvonne. She needs her relaxation and aftercare. Does anyone mind if I walk her through it? Kelly, you’re welcome to join us.”

“Go ahead,” Rani said, answering for the rest of them. “We need a break. We’re tired.” She pointed to the other bed, where Katelyn and Kat were sleeping. 

“Aw,” Kelly cooed, rising from the bed and removing her strap-on. “They look so cute!” She whispered, setting the room’s volume low. 

“I know, right? Kat’s gorgeous when she’s asleep,” Rani said. “It’s only when she’s awake and opens her mouth that you realize how bratty she can be.” 

Kat opened one eye and offered Rani a middle finger from her hand on Katelyn’s back. 

Rani laughed. “See?” She asked, pointing at Kat. “That’s just rude.” 

The others laughed again, keeping their volume low so they wouldn’t disturb Katelyn. Selene slid off Arthur, pulling him by the arm as if to lift him from the bed. Arthur was too relaxed for that, and without his help, her efforts did nothing to move his muscular mass. She grunted and stamped her foot. 

“Mistress, can you help me?” Selene asked. 

Kelly chuckled. “Come on, girls, let’s get him to his feet.” 

Hallie, Cynthia, Rani, Mindy, Kelly, and Selene moved Arthur into a sitting position by pulling on his arms and pushing his shoulders. Once he was sitting, he moved to his feet on his own power and helped them raise Yvonne from the bed. Once she was sitting, she hopped to her feet as the sensitive part of her ass made her realize how tender her butt was. 

“Come on,” Arthur said. “Let’s get you ready for bed.” 

“If you say so,” Yvonne said. “My prince.”

~~~

Yvonne caught her breath, or tried to, standing beside the bed with her arms holding her breasts for support. Other than Kelly, Kat, and Katelyn, who were resting in the other bed, the girls filed into the break room. They donned their robes for the trek across the hallway, leaving Arthur and Yvonne standing in the aisle between the beds. Kelly sat in the armchair, watching them with her feet on the bed. 

Manasa handed out water bottles; Yvonne took one, thanked her, and sipped. She didn’t finish the bottle, but set it on the nightstand. 

Arthur ran his hands over Yvonne’s shoulders, arms, and then wrists, checking where the ropes had been for marks or soreness. He didn’t even perv on her breasts. She wasn’t sure if that was a good sign. He’d rearranged her guts and her world, but so far he’d said nothing. Her skin had reddened in spots, but it wasn’t as if the rope had embedded itself. She hadn’t tugged that hard. Still, it wasn’t his inspection that struck her as odd, so much as his demeanor. 

The dark, savage prince hoisting her by her hips and fucking her until she became a mindless puddle of pleasure was nowhere to be seen in Arthur’s expression. Instead, the bright-eyed, studious man she knew returned, caressed her, held her, and checked her for injuries. She let him. Unsure why the shift made her far more afraid of him than his darker passions. They were almost alone together, and she was nervous. 

“How are you feeling?” Arthur asked. 

“I’m—” Yvonne was about to say she was okay, but that wasn’t accurate. Moments ago, she’d been in a state of pure bliss. The world had fallen away. She’d floated through her empty mind, an abyss of pleasure. She might have called it an out-of-body experience, except that she’d been very much in her body. Arthur had been both overwhelming and the most euphoric experience she’d ever had. She’d been high before, but this wasn’t like that. She’d had an intense connection with Arthur. Now that connection disappeared. She was back to reality, and the room smelled of sweat and sex. 

She trembled, holding onto Arthur for support. “I’m not sure. What’s happening to me?” 

“It’s okay,” Arthur said, his tone soothing, a rock she could grab. “It’s normal. You’re okay. I’ve got you.” He held her, and Kelly came up behind her, adding her support with her hands tracing soft patterns across Yvonne’s skin. She couldn’t explain why, but it made her feel better. 

“What is this?” Yvonne asked. 

“It might be a sub drop,” Arthur explained. “A drop happens sometimes after an intense experience, like what you just went through. Hormones spike. Now they’ve gone, and their absence can leave you feeling weird. It’s adrenaline exhaustion, but with different ingredients. You might feel depressed or upset, but it’s okay. It’ll pass as your body regulates your hormone levels. I’ll help guide you through it.” 

“Why?” Yvonne asked. “I mean, why are you doing this? You have other girlfriends to play with. Why spend more time on me than you have to?” 

“Because I’ve been trying to improve my aftercare. I’ve missed the signs of sub drop before. An intense session warrants intense aftercare. This isn’t play,” Arthur said. “I mean, it’s related in a way because play is responsible. I’m responsible. That means I’m responsible for you. And taking care of you isn’t a burden, but part of the fun.” 

“But I’m not yours, right? I should go to my room,” Yvonne said. She turned toward the door, but Kelly and Arthur stopped her. She didn’t even take a step before they grabbed her and held her in place. Her heart was beating so fast it threatened to tear from her chest. 

“No,” Arthur said, his grip on her wrist tightening. “You should let me take care of you.” 

Yvonne grimaced, trying to wrench her arm free. “I’m fine. I don’t need you to—” 

“Yvonne, I’m not arguing with you over this.” Arthur’s voice took on that hard, steel edge once more. His muscles tensed, and the darkness behind his eyes pushed forward. 

This wasn’t a choice; it was a command. Yvonne realized why his calm, peaceful demeanor frightened her more than his unleashed side. His calm was a mask, and she’d seen the real him beneath the facade. He could drop the mask any second, without warning. That idea frightened her, aroused her, and did other things to her she couldn’t explain. “Arthur, please.” She couldn’t even explain what she was begging him to do, but she hoped her voice conveyed her desire. 

“Be a good girl,” Kelly said, soft where Arthur was hard. 

Arousal seeped into Yvonne once again, and Arthur nodded. “Yes, Yvonne, be a good girl. Let me guide you through this. Afterward, you can sleep until breakfast if that’s what you want.”

Tension tugged between them, as if he half expected the old Yvonne to emerge and tell him to fuck off. Perhaps she would have, if she weren’t so tired. Instead, she melted. He wanted to take care of her. Why the hell would she fight that? She didn’t want their fun to be over. The only awkward part was Kelly being there, but that wasn’t too bad.  

“Okay,” Yvonne said, still working through the roiling emotions inside her. “I mean, yes, sir.” 

Arthur smiled, but it was brief. He circled her as Kelly stepped back, and Yvonne remembered she was naked. Not that her nudity should matter. She’d displayed her body plenty of times tonight, but the inspection made her even more vulnerable. She wasn’t showing off or seducing him from a place of power. He was examining her and judging her. He held the power now, and that made his gaze feel very different. 

“Can I put on my robe?” Yvonne asked. “Please?” 

Arthur hesitated. “Are you shy now?” 

“I’m naked,” Yvonne said. 

“Yes, you are naked,” Arthur reminded her. 

“Exposed,” Yvonne said, trying to explain. 

“It’s okay, Yvonne,” Kelly said. “He’s just admiring you. See? You’re turning him on.” 

Yvonne glanced down, noticing that Arthur wasn’t as soft as he had been. “I’m not very sexy right now.” 

“Yes, you are,” Kelly said. 

“Am I?” Yvonne asked. 

Kelly looked at Arthur and gave him a meaningful glance toward Yvonne. 

“Yes, Yvonne, you’re sexy,” Arthur confirmed. “And I like your body, but I’m not judging you. I’m checking to make sure the ropes didn’t burn you anywhere or hamper your circulation.”

“What would you do if I had rope burn?” Yvonne asked. “Apologize?”

“I have ointments and lotions for that,” Arthur said. “I’m going to apply them to your butt, but I wanted to see if that was the only place that needed them.” 

“You’re going to—what?” Yvonne asked. She pulled away from him and turned so he couldn’t see her butt. She tried to cover her ass with her hands, but Arthur didn’t laugh. He smiled patiently, as if he’d wait for her to realize he was right.

“Bend over the bed,” Arthur said, pointing to it beside them. 

“No,” Yvonne said, shaking her head. “That’s okay. I don’t need any–” 

“Do what he says,” Kelly said. “You wanted him to dominate you and fuck you into next week, right?” 

Yvonne started at Kelly’s sudden words, then turned and nodded. “Yeah.” 

“He gave you everything you wanted? Tied you up, dominated you, and fucked you hard enough to make you forget your own name?” Kelly asked. 

“Uh, yeah,” Yvonne said, nodding. 

“Then do as he says. You owe him that much,” Kelly said. “Let him take care of you. It’s not always that intense, but it’s like a good workout or field hockey match, right? Intense play requires intense recovery, and you had an intense, hot first experience with him.”

“Makes me wish he’d finish up with you and come to bed,” Kat said, grumbling. “Now shut up before you wake Katelyn.” 

Katelyn mumbled something, squeezing her arms tighter around Kat’s torso, but she never opened her eyes. She was still using Kat’s chest as a pillow, asleep in her arms as Kat reclined against the pillows by the headboard.

“This is so annoying,” Kat said, but Yvonne didn’t believe her.  

“We’ll be quiet,” Arthur said, assuring Kat. “Lie face down on the bed, Yvonne.” 

Yvonne frowned, checking Arthur’s expression. Prince Charming returned, leaving her no choice but to heed his advice and listen. She hated when he did that. Her contrary nature fought its way to the surface, but she buried her instincts. Fighting him would do her no good. Besides, her butt hurt enough to admit she wouldn’t mind easing the sting and cooling the heat blushing her ass cheeks. 

“Fine,” Yvonne said. “Do what you have to.” 

Arthur guided her onto the bed, and she lay face down on the blanket, her head just below the pillows and her arms under her head. She turned her head to see Kat, Arthur, and the others. Arthur left her side and rifled through the trunk until he found what he was looking for. 

When he returned, he sat beside her, put the ointment on his hands, rubbed them together, then brought his hands to her butt cheek. Yvonne hissed in a breath at the contact. The heat and sting radiating from her spanked ass had been a dull hum in the back of her mind until Arthur’s hand brought it to the forefront. 

She deserved it. Hell, more than deserved it, she’d enjoyed it, too. She understood why Selene loved kink, but unlike Selene, she didn’t have a boyfriend to do this with tomorrow night. Arthur wasn’t hers. He belonged to the harem, and he’d never be hers alone. Nor would he let her into the harem, so what was she? Just stuck between wanting him and having him, and she’d only ever have this memory. She hoped it’d be enough. 

Tears left her eyes, and she did her best to hide her crying, but it was no use. Arthur was too attentive, and he paid too much attention to her to let her crying escape his notice. 

“Shh,” Arthur shushed her as he rubbed the lotion onto her. “That’s it, let it out. It’s okay. You’re okay. You’ve been a very good girl tonight, Yvonne.” 

That only made her cry harder. She turned her face, grabbing a pillow and hiding in it as Arthur continued to rub and massage her, guiding her through whatever he was doing. He didn’t stop her from crying. Instead, he encouraged her to cry, rubbing her, holding her, and letting her relax. 

Kelly continued tracing patterns with her fingertips along Yvonne’s back and shoulders. It was soothing, even though it wasn’t a massage. “That’s it,” Kelly said. “That’s a good girl.” 

Yvonne melted into the mattress. 

The others checked in on them on occasion. Mindy, Selene, and Rani were getting ready for bed in the conjoined room where Manasa would sleep. Manasa was still in the break room. According to her report, the orgy was going well, though it was dying down for the night. People were tired. A few were still having their fun, but most had shifted toward finding beds to sleep in. 

“Is Yvonne sleeping in here?” Rani asked. 

“No,” Yvonne said, not moving or disturbing Arthur or Kelly. “I’m sleeping in my room. I think that’s for the best.” 

“You can share a bed with me,” Selene said. “If Master says it’s okay.” 

Yvonne hesitated. “Where will you sleep?” She asked, turning to look at Arthur. 

“I’ll be sleeping in Kat and Katelyn’s bed,” Arthur said. He pointed with his thumb to the sleeping beauties. “They won the tournament; it was a whole thing.” 

“I’ll be in this one,” Selene said, patting the mattress Yvonne rested on. “We don’t have to do anything, but we can. If Master allows.” 

“I think it’s best if we wind down,” Arthur said. 

“Mindy, Manasa, and I are sharing one in there,” Rani said, pointing into the conjoined room. “Kelly offered Hallie and Cynthia her bed. They might join her on the other one.”

“Are you sure it’s okay?” Yvonne asked. She looked at Selene, then at Arthur. 

Selene looked at Arthur for his answer, as if it wasn’t her decision to make. Yvonne followed her example. She hadn’t meant to look pitiful when she did it, but the recent tears must’ve helped. 

“It’s fine, I don’t mind,” Arthur said. “In fact, it’s a good idea. I’d feel better if you slept in here than if you went off on your own.” 

“Is she okay, Master?” Selene asked, discussing Yvonne as if she weren’t there. “Did you break your new toy?”

“Oh, he broke her,” Rani said. “In the best way.” Rani patted Yvonne’s calf. 

“She just had an intense drop,” Arthur said. “We’re working through it. She’ll be okay.” 

“I know what that’s like,” Selene said, rubbing Yvonne’s thigh. “Are you playing the scene over and over in your mind, making yourself impossibly horny again?” 

“Uh,” Yvonne hesitated. “No. Am I supposed to?”

“No,” Arthur said. “It’s different for different people. At least, that’s what I’ve figured out from my experiences with everyone.” 

“Always happy to help you learn, Master,” Selene said. She bowed her head and dropped to her knees beside him. 

“Well, if I ever have another girlfriend with sub-frenzy, I’ll be able to recognize the signs much sooner. That’s for sure,” Arthur said. 

Selene blushed. 

“Lori didn’t react to it the same way Selene did?” Yvonne asked. 

Arthur and Kelly froze, but Arthur broke the spell by shaking his head. “As I said, everyone’s different. Having a harem has been a learning curve for me.” 

Yvonne sighed, propping herself up on her elbows. 

“So what happens now? Selene and I cuddle and fall asleep to the sounds of you fucking Kat?” Yvonne asked. 

Arthur shook his head. “Now, soak in the bath and relax. Then you can dry off and go to sleep.” 

Yvonne rolled her eyes. “Is that necessary?” 

Arthur raised an eyebrow. “Do it for me and my peace of mind.” 

“What do you care?” Yvonne asked. “It’s not like I’m one of your girlfriends. You can toss me to the curb.” 

Arthur stared at her, and the defiance and hurt in Yvonne’s temper fled her. She recognized the pettiness and ingratitude in her words as she replayed them, and she shrank in on herself. 

“Sorry,” Yvonne said. “I know you wouldn’t do that. You’re not that guy.” 

Arthur nodded. “We need to discuss everything, but now’s not the time. You need to rest and recover. We’ll talk tomorrow, when you’re well-rested and back to normal.” 

“Is my being back to normal a good thing?” Yvonne asked. “You hate my personality, remember?” 

Arthur sighed. “I shouldn’t have said that, Yvonne. I’m sorry.”

Yvonne sniffled, turned away again, and hid her face in her pillow. “Whatever. It doesn’t matter. It’s stupid. I’m being stupid.” 

“No, you’re just chaotic right now. It’ll mellow out,” Arthur said. 

Kelly resumed tracing patterns on her back, and Yvonne’s impulse to argue with Arthur fled her. 

Arthur patted her thigh, and awareness of her nudity sparked through her once more. She clamped her legs shut, but it was useless. She pushed herself from the mattress, and Arthur and Kelly rose from where they’d been sitting beside her to help her up. Yvonne took Arthur’s hand, not looking at his face, which had the unfortunate effect of her gaze redirecting itself to his naked crotch. 

She blushed, then jolted in surprise as Selene thrust a water bottle against her stomach. 

“Um,” Yvonne hesitated, looking at Selene.

“Drink up,” Arthur said. “You need to hydrate.” 

Yvonne almost rolled her eyes, but she was thirsty, so she took the water bottle from Selene. “Thanks, Selene. I mean, Slut.” 

“You’re welcome, Songbird,” Selene said, smiling at her. 

Yvonne opened the bottle and drank. Life poured into her. She hadn’t realized how parched she was, but it was as if the water entered her veins and flooded her body with much-needed hydration. She finished the bottle before she realized it was empty, and Rani swapped it for a full one. 

“Damn, girl, you’re thirsty,” Rani said, making Mindy giggle as she walked past them. 

Yvonne chuckled, then sipped the second bottle before taking a break to breathe. “I guess I didn’t realize how much that took out of me.” 

“It’s an intense workout,” Rani said. “You should see him when he isn’t exhausted. When he’s fresh? It’s enough to leave you nothing but a husk.” 

Yvonne blushed. If that level of intensity was Arthur’s tired, she couldn’t imagine what a morning fuck with him would be like.

“Come on,” Arthur said. He guided her by the hand as Kelly held the bathroom door for them. “Let’s get you relaxed.” 

~~~

Rani couldn’t keep the smile from her face as she did the final lap for the orgy. Hosting one had differed from what she expected. For years, she’d imagined a posh hotel ballroom and people in masks. Silk privacy curtains, attendants with champagne, water, and snacks on silver trays, and kinky equipment scattered throughout. Yet that hadn’t been her first foray. Everyone in costumes still happened, but she’d expected it to be more Halloween-themed or masquerade. Still, she wasn’t complaining—quite the opposite. 

She’d had fun, and so had everyone else. The harem had a blast, or so they said. Arthur hadn’t said as much, but he’d enjoyed himself. Rani knew him well enough to tell when he was enjoying himself. He’d cut loose, and he’d had fun. That was all she wanted. 

The hotel wasn’t grand and didn’t have a ballroom, but it had comfortable-enough beds that slept two, or three if they didn’t mind the squeeze. They had a few open beds, with a few three-person clumps. That was far from the end of the world. In fact, Rani considered it a sign of the orgy’s success. 

No one had gotten hurt, and everything post-Faire had gone well tonight. Yvonne hit a few bumps in her pursuit of Arthur, but they seemed to be over the worst. Rani wasn’t sure how they’d end up, but she surprised herself rooting for Yvonne. She’d opposed her joining the harem days ago, but the poor girl had won her over. Rani understood the frustration of yearning for Arthur. 

Rani checked the hallway. Most rooms had shut their doors for the night. Iris, Dave, and Faith had claimed Dave’s room, though only Dave and Iris shared a bed. Faith had a bed to herself. 

Ana and Kari had bunked with Mark and Maria, two to a bed. 

Katie was in Brad and Jen’s room with their door open. They sat on the edge of the nearest bed, chatting about spider-themed characters. 

“Hey Rani, if a character is Asian under the mask, is it racist for a white person to cosplay them with the mask on?” Katie asked as Rani entered. 

“Um,” Rani hummed. “Honestly, I don’t know how people might react to that. There are plenty of white characters, aren’t there?” 

“Yeah,” Katie agreed. “That’s fair.” 

Rani shrugged. “Do you need anything before I turn in? Where’s Brad?” 

Jen pointed to the lump under the blankets in the other bed. “He’s out.” 

“Did he have fun?” Rani asked. 

“Oh, yeah,” Jen said. “Thank you so much for throwing this, Rani. I can’t tell you how much fun today’s been. It’s expanded our horizons, too, and I even made new friends.” 

Katie waved. It amused Rani to see the two women, bare-assed naked with a leg each folded under them as they sat on the bed and chatted. “I guess Silk is out then,” Katie said. “I could do 616 Jessica Drew, but I don’t have the hips for her.” 

“What about Mayday?” Jen asked. “You could pull off Spider-Girl.” 

“Oh, that’s a great idea! I might be able to talk Evie into an M2 theme,” Katie said. “She’d look amazing as American Dream.” 

“Fuck yeah, she would,” Jen agreed. “Where is Evie?” 

“I’ll find her,” Rani offered, seeking an exit. “Good night, girls, and tell Brad I’m glad he had a good time.” 

Jen smiled, then stood up and hugged Rani. “Thanks again,” Jen said. 

Rani patted her on the back. If it weren’t for the rules, she'd have a whole list of things to suggest to Jen and Katie while they waited, but now wasn’t the time. Nor did she want to. Not when Mindy and Manasa were waiting for her. 

“I’ll let you know when we throw the next one, yeah?” Rani asked. 

“Please,” Jen said. 

“Yeah, that goes for me, too, if you invite me,” Katie said. 

“Of course,” Rani said. She smiled and waved farewell, wiggling her fingers as Jen and Katie returned the gesture and resumed their conversation. 

Rani checked the bathroom and closed the purse/bag storage room for the night. 

Just as she entered the break room, Evie stepped out of its bathroom. She gave Rani a bright smile and a quick hug that surprised and delighted her.  

“Sleep well!” Evie said as she released Rani. “You’ve earned it!” 

“Thanks,” Rani said, holding her robe closed at the top. They both wore their robes, but Evie wore hers open, not bothering to tie or cinch it closed. She remained naked beneath it, giving Rani a view she appreciated.

“You’re all set, right?” Rani asked. “Need anything?” 

“Well, I usually wear a sleep mask, but I’m so tired I don’t even care,” Evie said, waving the worry away. “I could sleep until noon, I swear.”  

“Breakfast starts at six,” Rani said. “And we have to be out by eight for my girlfriend’s prior commitments.” 

“By eight? And they call Arthur the sadist,” Evie said, laughing. “That boyfriend of yours can wear a girl out. Have you ever considered making molds of his dick for dildos? They make kits. I’d buy one.” 

Rani laughed. “I haven’t, but Selene probably has. I can imagine her at a bazaar with a table of Excalibur dildos in different colors.” 

Evie laughed. “A bazaar? Is that an Indian thing?” 

“No?” Rani said, though her uncertainty made it sound like a question. “I don’t think so. It’s just a type of market. Like a flea market, I guess. Or a yard sale, but big and organized.”

“Oh, that makes sense,” Evie said. “I guess she couldn’t sell them at the campus bookstore. Maybe at the Ren Faire.” 

Rani laughed. “I’ll suggest it to Arthur, but don’t get your hopes up.” 

“Oh, if he goes for it, I’m your first customer,” Evie said. “Unless you want to give it to me for free for giving you the idea.” 

Rani smiled. “We’d have to convince him, which might take a while. He’s not as open about sex as we are.” 

Evie chuckled. “That fits. He’s too uptight. I hope this was, like, the real him, and the whole Clark Kent act at the office was a facade.” She frowned, looking at Arthur’s closed door. 

“Eh, it’s fifty-fifty,” Rani said, shrugging. “He enjoyed tonight. At least, I think he did.”  

“Oh, I did too,” Evie said, grabbing Rani’s hands. “Seriously, Rani, this was a blast. Please, please, please invite me to the next one, okay?” 

“We’ll see if there even is a next one,” Rani said. “Arthur will take his time deliberating whether he enjoyed it enough to do it again.” 

“He better have enjoyed himself,” Evie said, chuckling. “Or I’ll be personally insulted.” 

Rani smiled at her. “Don’t worry, even if he didn’t enjoy the orgy, I’m sure he enjoyed you. Who wouldn’t? I have half a mind to drag you into an empty room and see if I can taste him in you.”

Evie chuckled. “Thanks, but no thanks. Twenty minutes ago, I’d have taken you up on it, but I am ready to sleep.” 

“You have a place to crash, right?” Rani asked. 

“Oh, yeah, Katie grabbed us a bed in one of the other rooms. We have to be quiet, though; apparently one of the guys passed out.”

“Passed out like a medical emergency, or passed out as in dead tired and fell asleep?” Rani asked, preparing herself to leap into action. 

“Oh, no emergency,” Evie said, holding her hands up to stall Rani. “Sorry, I just meant that he’s asleep. His girlfriend offered Katie the spare bed, and she wanted a cuddle buddy.” 

That sounded like Brad and Jen. Rani relaxed. “Enjoy,” she said, putting enough innuendo into her voice to make Evie wink at her as she turned into the hallway. 

Despite the innuendo, the orgy was drawing to its close. Snores and whispers replaced the clamorous echoes of passionate sex and unbridled pleasure. Running sinks, flushing toilets, the rustle of luggage zippers, and the low echoes of TV had even faded.  

Rani turned into Manasa’s room and closed the door behind her. It connected to Arthur’s room, letting her look in to see Kat and Katelyn asleep on the bed, and Selene lying on the other one. “Are Arthur, Kelly, and Yvonne still in the bathroom?” 

Selene nodded, watching the TV on mute so as not to wake Kat and Katelyn. 

“Are you okay?” Rani asked. “Do you need aftercare?” 

Selene chuckled, shaking her head. She slipped off the bed and trotted into Rani’s room, pulling her through the door and closing it behind her so they could speak at normal volume. “No, my queen, I’m good.” She kissed Rani’s cheek. “It was so much fun!” 

“Right?” Rani asked. She looked over at Manasa and Mindy sitting on the bed. Hallie and Cynthia were on the other bed, watching an anime that Rani assumed Mindy had picked. The volume was low until Mindy turned it up a notch. Everyone was in full relaxation mode, getting ready to turn out the lights. 

“I had fun,” Mindy said. 

“Did you have time to enjoy yourself, Manasa?” Rani asked. 

“No, but I’m still recovering from earlier,” Manasa said. 

“Earlier?” Cynthia asked. 

“Arthur and I had some fun with Manasa earlier, and so did Arthur and Kelly,” Rani explained. 

“Wow, he gets around, doesn’t he? He’s the town pogo-stick,” Cynthia scoffed. 

“Not quite,” Rani said, laughing at the play on ‘town bicycle’ and not the intended insult behind it. “But we have fun. Did you two have fun?” 

Cynthia nodded. “I had my doubts when this orgy started, but damn. I’m going to remember tonight for the rest of my life. This was wild and amazing. I wish your boyfriend weren’t so stingy with his gear.”

“He’s not stingy,” Selene said, surprisingly calm. “He’s protective of people, even those he doesn’t know. If he weren’t busy, he would have shown you how to use whatever you wanted. He’d be an outstanding teacher if people wanted to learn more about kink.” 

Cynthia rolled her eyes. “Like I need someone mansplaining how to dominate my girlfriend to me.”

Hallie appeared uncomfortable, squirming beside Cynthia.

“How long have you been a dom?” Selene asked.

“A few weeks?” Cynthia asked, looking at Hallie. “Our first time experimenting with that stuff was a few weeks ago. It went great, right, Babe?”

“We had fun,” Hallie said. 

“Well, I hope you had fun tonight,” Rani said, cutting in before Selene said anything aggressive. 

“Oh, yeah,” Cynthia said. “I’d do another one.” 

“Yeah,” Hallie said, yawning and cuddling closer to Cynthia. “I agree. Thank you for inviting us.” 

Rani nodded. “It was my pleasure to have you.” 

“I’ll bet it was,” Cynthia said, laughing at her own joke. She was alone in her laughter, though. 

“What are you watching?” Selene asked, looking at the TV. “Ooh, My Hero Academia!” She sat on the floor between the beds and hugged her knees as she watched. 

Rani laughed. She dropped her robe and climbed into bed between Mindy and Manasa, sliding under the covers and putting her arms around them. Mindy and Manasa were naked as well, and they cuddled into her. Rani turned to the TV and yawned. 

“Tonight’s been great,” Rani said. She kissed Mindy’s cheek. “I love you.” 

“I love you too, Queenie,” Mindy said, squeezing her. “Sleepy?” 

“Hmm,” Rani said, mulling it over. “Not yet.”

Mindy kissed her, letting her tongue slide between Rani’s lips. Manasa cleared her throat on the other side, and Mindy pulled away in time for Manasa’s lips to press against hers. They kept going until Rani wanted more than kissing. She slipped under the blanket. 

“What are you doing?” Mindy asked. 

“Sh,” Rani shushed her. “Just lie back and watch your cartoon.” 

“Anime,” Mindy and Selene said. 

Rani didn’t bother to respond. Her tongue was busy tasting Mindy. Mindy tensed and relaxed against every stroke Rani gave her, enjoying herself as Rani used every skill she had to bring Mindy to the brink of orgasm. 

Manasa joined their fun, eating Rani out from behind as she ate Mindy. Selene did her best not to watch. She tried to keep her eyes on the cartoon, but she couldn’t help it. She watched, letting her lust grow without touching herself or doing anything to bring herself to climax. Selene wasn’t allowed to cum, poor girl, but Mindy was. So were Rani and Manasa. 

“Oh, look at them go,” Cynthia said, grinning on the other bed. “Use your fingers, Hallie. If you get me off before they orgasm, I’ll let you go play with that guy of theirs.” 

Rani wasn’t sure she liked the sound of that, but she didn’t interrupt. Besides, Hallie’s chances of winning that reward were slim. Mindy was ready to cum, worked up from the night, and she bucked her hips, rubbing her pussy against Rani’s face. It didn’t feel great on Rani’s piercings, so she held Mindy in place by her thighs, spreading her open and burying her nose against Mindy’s clit. 

“Oh, please, my queen,” Mindy begged in a whisper. “Oh, fuck.” 

Manasa’s efforts on Rani redoubled, as if she were racing to get Rani off before Mindy came. Rani squeezed her core, trying to hold her orgasm off as she licked Mindy in long strokes, letting her tongue circle Mindy’s clit at the top of each lick. 

Mindy moaned, holding Rani’s head with both hands. Rani reached up, grabbing one of Mindy’s breasts in her hand, and squeezed. Mindy arched her back, pushing herself against Rani and forcing her tongue deeper into her hole. Rani moved her tongue up and pushed a finger into Mindy, sliding it into her with ease. She rotated her wrist and curled her finger against the top of Mindy’s vagina, beckoning her orgasm forward. Rani pushed against the outside of her pussy with her thumb, pressing against the underside of her clit, which she flicked with her tongue without mercy. 

Mindy thrashed on the bed, grabbing onto the sheets with both hands as she arched. She bit the pillow beside her face, thrusting her face into it and screaming as she came. 

Rani grinned, stopping her assault as Mindy fell limp against the mattress. 

Manasa, seeing she’d lost the race, played dirty. She wrapped her arms over Rani’s hips and pulled her against her face, stretching her tongue to reach Rani’s clit as Rani slid back. The motion pushed Rani’s face into the mattress between Mindy’s open legs. 

“You’d better make me cum, Kajira. You’ve lost your chance at playing with that guy tonight. Do you want to lose out on panty privileges for a week?” Cynthia asked. 

Hallie redoubled her efforts, racing Manasa. 

Rani freed herself from Manasa’s grip, flipped onto her back, lying beside Mindy, and gestured for Manasa to join her. Manasa crawled along the bed, stopping between Rani’s thighs and lowering her lips to Rani’s pussy once more. 

Cynthia moaned, reaching her climax as Hallie went down on her. “Fuck, you’re good at that. A proper pleasure slave.” 

Rani wriggled, getting comfortable as Manasa spread her thighs apart and delved into her as though she were her favorite meal. She missed Manasa, even though their time together was always casual. Her uncle might let Rani hire her full-time, but having a personal chauffeur at Pendleton was asking for trouble. Plus, if she drew attention to herself, her Papa would make her have security. Manasa couldn’t double as personal security unless she had training Rani didn’t know about. 

“What’s wrong?” Manasa asked. “Am I doing it wrong?” 

“What?” Rani asked, snapping back to reality. “Oh, no, sorry, I just got in my head. I was thinking about how much I’m going to miss you after tomorrow.” 

Manasa grinned, her face slick in the dim bedside lamp light. “I’ll be back to pick you up for Diwali, right?” 

“Right,” Rani said, nodding. “Come up here.” She patted the bed beside her. 

“But you didn’t finish,” Manasa said. 

“Not yet,” Rani admitted. “I’m hoping you can help me with that. Slut? Two vibrators, please.” 

“Yes, my queen,” Selene said. She ran out and returned with two magic wand vibrators. 

Rani took one and pressed it against Manasa. Manasa took the other and pressed it against Rani. They both faced the ceiling, their legs hooked over each other. Mindy hooked her leg over Rani’s other leg and cuddled into her side. 

Selene left as quietly as possible, turning out the lights. Cynthia and Hallie were snoozing, and Yvonne was out of the bathroom. Rani relaxed, replaying the orgy day and the orgy in her head as Manasa rubbed the softly buzzing vibrator against her. 

Kelly peeked into the room, grinning. Then Arthur. They went to their beds, and Rani let out a deep sigh of satisfaction as the hushed voices faded into quiet snores. She came, quiet and blissful in her release. Manasa came moments later, and they retired the vibrators on the nightstand. 

“Did you have fun today, Rani?” Manasa asked, wiped out from her pleasure. 

“Yeah,” Rani answered, awake from her pleasure. Her mind was still moving a mile a minute, but it did that sometimes. “Did you?” 

“Oh, yes,” Manasa said. “I’m looking forward to Diwali.” 

Rani chuckled. “Me too,” she said. “It’ll be interesting. That’s for sure.”

Arthur knelt beside the tub, relaxed despite the weirdness. Kelly knelt beside him, and they ran their hands over Yvonne, washing and rinsing her, letting her relax under their gentle caresses. The water had cooled from piping hot to soothing, but it would soon be tepid. Yvonne had a difficult time sitting, so she laid down as much as possible and kept her butt off the tub’s floor. 

“How are you feeling?” Arthur asked. 

“I’m exhausted,” Yvonne said. “Is this what people mean when they say they feel like they’ve run a marathon?” 

Arthur chuckled. “I’m not sure.” 

“But you’ve run marathons,” Yvonne said, surprised. “The whole theater group went out to cheer you on at that fundraiser for the children’s hospital one, remember?”  

“I have run multiple marathons,” Arthur said, agreeing with her. “But I’ve never experienced a sub drop myself. I’m always on this side of it, helping others through it.” 

“Never? Lori never topped you?” Yvonne asked. 

“She tried once,” Arthur said. “It didn’t work out for us.” 

“How fast did you say the safeword?” Yvonne asked. 

“I had a panic attack,” Arthur said. “It brought up terrible memories.” 

“Oh, shit,” Yvonne said. “Arthur, I’m sorry, I didn’t–” 

“It’s okay,” Arthur said, running his hand over her shoulder and massaging her. “I won’t go into details right now, but I’m getting better at talking about it. Kelly can offer a better comparison, though, between sub drop and marathon running.” 

“It’s similar, but you’re less ache-ridden, and you don’t feel the need to scarf an entire pizza,” Kelly said, having experienced both. “You’ll sleep well tonight, so long as you do it face-down. The redness and pain will fade. A few days and you’ll be on your knees begging for another spanking and a collar of your own.” 

“Mm,” Yvonne hummed in agreement. “Thank you, both of you, for helping me relax. It’s weird, but a girl could get used to this. I enjoy being pampered.” 

Arthur chuckled. “Do you? Or do you enjoy getting bent over my knee and spanked hard enough to make my hand sting?” He shook his hand, dipping it into the water as if to cool it off. 

Yvonne grinned. “Both can be true, Arthur. I’m a complicated woman.” 

“No doubt,” Arthur said. 

“Is the aftercare always this intense?” Yvonne asked as Kelly sat on the edge of the tub and massaged her foot. 

“No,” Arthur said, shaking his head. “The sessions aren’t always that intense either, or as formal. This was a unique situation.” 

“Should we discuss it?” Kelly asked. “You’ve been rejecting Yvonne all day, and before today, but tonight you accepted her. Are we adding her to the harem?” 

“That’s complicated,” Arthur said. “And not my decision.” 

“True,” Kelly said. “But most of the girls are on board.” 

Yvonne stayed quiet. 

“Do you want to join the harem, Yvonne?” Kelly asked. 

“I’m not sure that’s a decision she should make right now,” Arthur said. He’d cut in before Yvonne answered. “Sleep on it. We’ll come back to it when you’ve had time to process.” 

“Do you not want me in your harem?” Yvonne asked, looking at Arthur. “Your polycule, I mean. I should stop calling it a harem.” 

“You can call it what it is,” Kelly said, chuckling. “It’s a harem.” 

“Is me joining the harem even an option?” Yvonne asked.

“I’m not sure I should make that decision right now either,” Arthur said. 

“But if you decided right now, would you consider dating me? Or am I just a fuck buddy?” Yvonne asked. “Do you like me, or am I just a warm body?” 

“Those aren’t the only options,” Arthur said. “We’re friends, and—” 

“We’re past friends,” Yvonne said, cutting him off. “Don’t stick me back in the box, Arthur. I won’t go quietly. We’re fuck buddies at the very least, but I’d be willing to be more than that.” 

“We’ll see,” Arthur said, sure that this wasn’t the right time to discuss it. “I’m not saying no, or yes, tonight.” 

“But–” 

“That’s not a no,” Kelly said, interrupting Yvonne’s protest as she rubbed Yvonne’s other foot. “That’s a–let’s come back to this when it’s not two in the morning, so we can give it the proper consideration you deserve.” 

“Okay,” Yvonne said. “But don’t go friend-zoning me, or co-worker-zoning, or whatever. I might not be one of your girlfriends yet, but I’m still your songbird.” 

“Okay,” Arthur said as Yvonne splashed his arm. “Let’s get you out of the tub before you prune. I think you’re almost back to your usual self.” 

Kelly stepped away, dried her hands, and grabbed a towel for Yvonne from under the open sink. She held it aloft, letting Yvonne step into it after Arthur helped her stand and step onto the bathmat. Kelly hugged the towel around her, and Arthur joined the hug, rubbing Yvonne dry between them. 

“It’s no wonder Lori loved this so much,” Yvonne said, blushing as Kelly dropped to her knees and Arthur dried under her heavy breasts, lifting each one within the towel.

Kelly froze. She pulled her hands from Yvonne and stood, wiping them on her thighs. 

Arthur said nothing, but kept drying Yvonne. He wasn’t being cheeky with his placements, but they still made Yvonne blush as he rubbed her limbs with the towel. 

“Sorry,” Yvonne said. “Is Lori a sore subject? I keep mentioning her; I’m sorry.” 

“No,” Arthur said, focusing more on his task than on her. “She’s not a sore subject.” 

“Kind of,” Kelly said, leaning against the counter and watching them. “Arthur’s more forgiving than I am, I guess.” 

Yvonne arched an eyebrow. 

“It’s impossible to be sad about my ex when my current girlfriend and I are bathing a hot, naked woman,” Arthur said. He blew Kelly a kiss, then turned his attention back to Yvonne. “Lori will always be part of my past, obviously, but I’m not upset when people mention her.” 

Yvonne looked at Kelly. 

“Lori and I are complicated,” Kelly said. She sighed. “I just wish she’d stop coming up tonight. The last thing we need is more drama.” 

Arthur nodded at that. “She texted me a few days ago and messaged me today. She’s been following the posts on social media, but I’ve been ignoring her.” 

“Not ready to talk to her?” Yvonne asked. 

“I’m not sure,” Arthur said. “Honestly, I’m not sure what I’d even say to her. Hey Lori, how’s it going? Guess what? I have a harem now. You know a few of them, but you haven’t met a few others. Oh, and I spanked, tied, and fucked Yvonne at an orgy one of my girlfriends threw. It was great.” 

“Yeah?” Yvonne asked, smiling as she turned away from Arthur. “It was great?” 

“Yeah,” Arthur said, drying her back. 

“After what she did to you, she deserves the no contact she demanded,” Kelly said. 

“She did that to you?” Yvonne asked. “She just told me she’d be busy and then never responded to my texts.” 

“Lori gave me the silent treatment as soon as she moved away,” Arthur admitted. “And I respected her wishes for no contact, for a clean slate without distractions.” 

“She’s such a bitch,” Kelly said under her breath, but loud enough for Arthur to hear. “Who does that?”

“She didn’t want to deal with a messy breakup while starting her new program,” Arthur said. “I get that.” 

“You’re a better person than I am,” Yvonne said, patting Arthur’s chest and leaving her hand over his heart. “But we knew that already.” 

Arthur shrugged, scratching the back of his head. Yvonne moved onto her toes and kissed him. It surprised him, but he dropped his hands to her waist and kissed her with her damp towel between them. It wasn’t passionate or sexy, but comforting. 

Kelly flattened her hand against the small of his back and came around to his side. Yvonne ended their kiss, and Kelly resumed it, kissing Arthur with the same gentle embrace. 

“For what it’s worth,” Yvonne said. “I agree with Kelly. Cutting everyone off when she moved away was hurtful. It was as if we’d never been friends. That hurt, and I wasn’t as close to her as you were.” 

Arthur nodded, but said nothing. Yvonne spot-dried a few places where droplets remained, then handed him her towel. They were both naked, but Arthur didn’t have another round in him. As much as Yvonne and Kelly excited him, he was too tired. He needed sleep. Or a pill? No, he needed sleep. 

“Well, Lori’s not a problem. Mention her if you want. That won’t bother me,” Arthur assured Yvonne. “I still don’t know what I’d say to her if I answered her texts, though.” 

“Tell her to get in line if she wants any of your attention,” Yvonne said, chuckling. “Your schedule is full.” 

Arthur blew out a breath and followed it with a dry chuckle. “You’ve got that right. I could sleep for a week, and we’ve got a few hours max ahead of us.” 

Kelly hesitated by the door. She opened it and held it for Yvonne and Arthur to pass through first. “Yvonne, can you give us a second? I need to talk to Arthur.” 

“Uh, sure,” Yvonne said, glancing between the two. “Good night, both of you. And thank you.” Yvonne surprised Kelly with a quick kiss on the lips. “For everything tonight.” 

“You’re welcome,” Kelly said, rubbing Yvonne’s shoulder as she stepped away. 

“And thank you,” Yvonne said. She kissed Arthur too, a quick goodnight kiss. “Good night, my prince.” 

“Good night, Yvonne,” Arthur said as she slipped through the door. Kelly closed it behind her. 

“I need to confess something,” Kelly said, bracing herself. She held her fist in her hand, looking at it and not Arthur as she focused on what she needed to say. 

“What’s up?” Arthur asked. He braced himself for anything from a confession that she wanted help learning how to Domme to jealousy over how much attention he paid to Yvonne. Whatever she had to say, he suspected it had more to do with Yvonne than with him or Kelly. He was wrong. 

“That phone call I had earlier was with Lori,” Kelly said. 

Arthur wasn’t sure what she meant, but then he remembered her being in the bus bathroom when they got to the hotel, having a spirited conversation on the phone. Had she called Lori? Had Lori called her? He had questions, but she continued before he could ask them. 

“I blocked her on your phone,” Kelly said. 

His phone? Lori had called him? Or had Katelyn been snooping through his contacts and hit the wrong button? “What?” Arthur asked. “What happened?” 

“She video-called,” Kelly said. “Katelyn accidentally answered it. You were enjoying karaoke, so I took it, and we argued. I didn’t want her to keep calling and trying to get in touch with you, so I blocked her so she wouldn’t ruin tonight for us. I was going to tell you in the morning, I promise, but she keeps coming up, and I needed to get it off my chest before we went to bed. It’s fine if you’re upset. I get it, and you can spank me for it, but please don’t be mad at me, Arthur. I swear, I only did it because I wanted to protect you from more drama today. You deserve happiness, and life keeps throwing problem after problem at you. I couldn’t protect you from Lynn, and Angie, and I—”

“Whoa,” Arthur said, holding his hands out to Kelly and pulling her into a hug. “Hey, it’s okay.” 

Kelly stopped. She’d been rambling, her words building into a crescendo that reached critical mass, and she was getting too upset to follow. So, Arthur squeezed the panic out of her. “I’m not mad, I promise,” he said. 

Arthur checked his reflection as they hugged. He didn’t look upset, and he wasn’t. He kept waiting for Kelly to get to the ‘confession’ part, then realized she had. She’d blocked Lori on his phone and hadn’t told him, but he hadn’t even seen his phone since the orgy started. The most he’d done was check the checklists while waiting for everyone to shower. 

When he pondered it, he supposed it was an overstep, but it wasn’t a reason to punish her. He appreciated someone looking out for him and being protective. It came from a good place, not malice, unless it was malice toward Lori. 

“You’re not mad?” Kelly asked. “I didn’t lose my phone privileges?” 

“No,” Arthur said. He kissed her. “I’m not upset,” Arthur said as they pulled apart for breath. “I should have blocked her days ago, or earlier today, but I didn’t. I’ve just been ignoring her and dismissing the notifications until I have a moment to sit and consider everything. Which, given my schedule and my ever-growing harem of girlfriends, is impossible.” 

Kelly chuckled. “Are you complaining about being too busy fucking your gorgeous harem of girlfriends to answer your ex’s booty call?” 

Arthur raised an eyebrow. “Booty call?” 

Kelly frowned. “Okay, not a booty call, but she was in a low-cut shirt. It wasn’t an innocent call, especially given the timing. She started reaching out when she saw photos of you having fun with an entire group of hot women. And no, this isn’t a Katelyn or Yvonne situation. You cannot add Lori to the harem. I’ll veto that if no one else will.” 

Arthur chuckled, a genuine mirth filling him at the idea of Lori in the harem. “Don’t worry, she’d hate that idea. Besides, she’s on the other side of the country. She didn’t want a long-distance relationship, and I’m not interested in someone who hurt me as deeply as she did.” 

“Is that the first time you’ve admitted she hurt you?” Kelly asked, squeezing Arthur with her arms around his middle and resting her head on his shoulder.

Arthur squeezed her back. “It’s far too late, and honestly, it doesn’t matter. Lori is in the past, and that’s where she’s staying. So, I’ll leave her blocked on my phone, at least until I’m ready to confront her. That won’t be for a while. The drama is exhausting. I’m looking forward to enjoying fall break, moving into the house, and Halloween.” 

Kelly kissed him. “I love you, Mister.” 

“I love you too,” Arthur said, squeezing her in his arms. “Let’s go to sleep, shall we?” 

“Yes, Sir,” Kelly said, smiling as she led Arthur out of the bathroom by his hand.

He left the bathroom door open and turned off the light. Kat and Katelyn were asleep together in the bed next to the window. Yvonne was under the blanket in the other bed. Selene cuddled against her as her little spoon. 

Kelly checked the adjoining door and opened it to find Mindy sleeping beside Rani and Manasa playing under the covers. Cynthia and Hallie were asleep in the other bed, cuddled under the blankets. Kelly winked at Rani and shut the door. She approached Yvonne and Selene’s bed. “Is there room for one more?” 

“Of course,” Yvonne said, lifting the covers. “Mistress.” 

“Yes, Mistress,” Selene mumbled, half-asleep. 

Arthur approached the bed with Kat and Katelyn, trying to figure out how to slide in without waking them. 

“Master,” Selene said, more awake than before. “Can we wake you with a blowjob in the morning?” 

Arthur chuckled. “Yes, you may.” 

“Thank you, Master,” Selene said. “Sleep well.” 

Arthur lifted part of the covers, but the cool air must have woken Kat because she grumbled and rolled over. The roll sent Katelyn tumbling toward him, and she woke, blinking as she recognized him. 

“Hey, Big D,” Katelyn said, yawning. “I was just dreaming about you.”

Arthur chuckled. “Oh yeah? What was I wearing?” 

“A pirate costume,” Katelyn said. She slipped out of the bed so Arthur could slip under the covers. He crawled in, and Kat rolled over so her back was against his side. Katelyn took his other side, stretching her limbs over him and pressing her sex against his thigh. Her hand and foot rested on Kat. 

“A pirate costume?” Arthur asked. 

“You were Captain Hook,” Katelyn explained. “And I was Tinker Bell, and–” she yawned. “We fucked. Well, you fucked me with your hook, and kept me in a lantern. It was hot. We should do that.” 

Arthur chuckled, trying not to question the physical impossibilities of her dream fantasy. “Well, I’ll let you get back to your dream. Goodnight, Pet.” 

“Goodnight, Big D,” Katelyn said, half-asleep. 

“Goodnight, Master,” Selene said. 

“Goodnight, my prince,” Yvonne said, much quieter than the others.

“Goodnight, hubby,” Kelly said. 

“Goodnight, Slut, Songbird, and Wifey,” Arthur said. 

Kat mumbled something bratty, judging by the tone. 

“And good night, Brat,” Arthur said. He kissed the back of her head. 

She let out a happy sigh and cuddled his forearm, hugging it to her as she slept. 

Arthur stared at the ceiling and closed his eyes, letting the gray room fade into the black behind his eyes as sleep rose from the bed and grabbed him. Today had been long, but wonderful.

~~~

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 weighed 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 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, 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 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 to overcome the images forcing themselves into his mind. Knocking on the door meant waking a room full of sleeping women, and instinct (guided by self-preservation) warned him not to. Going to the lobby wasn’t happening, and hiding in the stairwell wasn't either. 

He stood there, staring at his door as his heart 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 let out a long breath, doing his best to stay calm and keep his voice low so he wouldn't wake anyone. He might have laughed, but the exhale came out as 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 of clothes 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 at 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 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. That’s what we called each other’s boyfriends on Friday night, so I just assumed. I’m sorry.”   

“No worries,” Arthur said. 

“Here, bro,” Brad said, pulling 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 laughed too hard to stop them or help them much. 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. The girls ‘helped’ him undress until he was naked. 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. 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. 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, 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 fun.   

“Save that sass 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, giving a thumbs-up. “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 peer pressure pushing her into something. 

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

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 between the participants. 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 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. It gave him déjà vu, reminding him of last night. Kelly looked at Arthur, and he nodded, telling 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 he a switch the way you’re 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 slick 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’d lunge across Arthur and silence Katelyn. The tension between them 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. 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,” 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. “You can use the room next door. You can finish in there, but please don’t test my patience.”  

“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. “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 a spanking 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 threw 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 inside. “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 and squeezed 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 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 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 needed, and wrap them around Katelyn’s thighs. Katelyn, your legs are long enough that you can keep them on the floor. 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 was on her back. 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, rocking would only rub Kat’s clit, which was part of the plan. He was pushing his luck, and he knew it. Still, Kat knew her safewords. She hadn’t said them, which meant she wanted 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 of 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 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 how many times he’d gotten Katelyn to curse that morning. She’d have more than a few spankings in the swear jar soon. 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. It pressed her 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 the same places.  

Katelyn’s relaxed grin stiffened, turning brittle. “Right. No, yeah, of course. It was stupid. 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 how Katelyn felt, 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 meant, 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 to the bed, standing beside it 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 hopped up from the bed.

“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. Her hair and makeup were done, and she looked 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 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 and 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. She didn’t even glare 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 affects the harem, our relationships, then it’s something we should 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, the others had cleaned the room and taken the luggage. A set of clothes for each of them remained 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. Sunday would be an interesting day.