Millionaire’s Harem Ch. 04-05

Literotic asexstories – Millionaire’s Harem Ch. 04-05 by JoeyHarker,JoeyHarker
04 – Dinner

She led the way, surprisingly though, it was in the opposite direction to the ballroom where the dinner was taking place. Each step hurt as my boxers brushed against my abused butt, this did not bode well for being able to sit down. Luckily, it didn’t take long before we reached our destination, as she led the way into another small room. As I walked in, I lost my breath. Amira and Acacia were stood against the opposite wall waiting for us. As I stood there, I steadily took them both in, uncaring of any judgement I might get for blatantly admiring them whilst we all stood there in silence.

They both wore a simple pair of dark red heals, about two inches, I think. Their dresses were both black, with long slits up either side that looked like even taking small steps would put them at risk of exposing themselves. They were facing me yet as the slits went up above their hips, even now a small line of skin was exposed from their feet all the way to above their hip bone. Thanks to this line, it meant I could also say that they were both wearing dark red underwear that not only matched their shoes but also their bras. The later were clearly revealed along with a generous portion of the inside of each of their recently enhanced breasts due to a very deep plunging v-neckline. The only difference I could tell between their two outfits was the style of the bras. Amira’s was lacy and helped magnify her impressive size whilst Acacia’s were looked more like simple ribbons and the tents in the fabric from her nipples made it clear there was nothing between them and the thin fabric of the dress and that she had her ring piercings in.

After standing there for several minutes simply admiring the pair, I dragged my attention away from the beautiful outfits and to the people wearing them. Only then did I notice how uncomfortably upright the pair were stood. There were actually two things I had missed in my long study of the pair. The first was the black lace chockers around both their necks. Although Acacia’s was mostly hidden by her unbound hair, Amira’s ponytail meant hers was on full display. Hanging from the middle of each chocker was the gold chain that went down between their breasts and below the bottom of the V of the dresses’ necklines.

“You can go closer; they are yours after all. But remember, you aren’t in a relationship with them, so no sex.” Kat laughed as she said the last part. I turned to look at her, expecting to see her being amused at my staring. Instead, I see that despite taking the mick out of me, she too is enraptured by this view Infront of us.

“Well, there is one each.” I respond, raising an eyebrow at her as she finally drags her eyes away from my two submissives.

“Thank you, if it hadn’t been so much fun, I think I’d feel bad for stopping you from being able to sit down for the next few days.” She responded, before confidently walking up to Acacia and slipping both her hands under Acacia’s dress to fondle her unprotected breasts. Taking Kat’s lead, I more hesitantly approach Amira, who could clearly see me nervousness.

“I’m all yours,” Amira said seductively, “just don’t ruin my hair, it felt like Acacia was trying to pull it out and I don’t want to go through that again before dinner. Afterwards though, you’re welcome to pull my hair all you like.” She giggled, doing a very good job at putting me at ease. I end her chuckling as I leaned down and press my lips against hers. As we made out, I made use of the slits in her dress sliding my hands over her figure. By the time I broke the kiss, my hands were on her plump butt cheeks.

“Shall we go to dinner?” I asked her, looking forward to showing off these two stunning women even if I wasn’t going to be able to sit down.

“Although I wish to do as you tell me to, I must ask that you unlock me first.” She replied, a sly grin on her face.

“Done already?” Kat asked, before I could understand what Amira had meant. As I looked at her, she retracted one hand from Acacia’s breast and the other rather more carefully from between her legs. As the second hand came into view, I could see the reason for her care, it was completely soaked in Acacia’s juices and was dripping on the floor. Without hesitation, Kat fed Acacia her own juices, letting her run her tongue over her hand to clean it.

“Thank you for keeping her dress clean, but yes, I would rather not be late for the first time I meet my owner.” I say, getting excited finally accepting that whoever this woman is, she could be my owner if she let me keep these magnificent women.

Sighing, Kat reached into the bottom of the V of Acacia’s dress and pulled a key that was hung on the chord from her chocker. She reached around the back and only then could I see that Acacia’s chocker was padlocked to something on the wall. As I had pressed Amira up against the wall during our little make out session, I hadn’t even noticed that she had been barely able to move. Coping Kat, I unlocked Amira from the wall and return the key to between her breasts.

“What do we do with the locks, shall we bring them for later?” Kat queried.

“I was just thinking about that.” I replied, turning to Amira, I asked “what piercings do you have down below, able to accommodate a bit of weight or not?” Although I knew she had ring piercings in, I have no piercings myself so don’t quite know if they could take the weight of even the small little lock on them.

“I think they can take the weight Sir.” Amira answered, the nervousness in her voice evident. However, I couldn’t tell if that was from the general situation or specially the possibility of having her vagina locked up. Taking her response as sufficient approval, I dropped to my knees and attached the lock through the two rings before pressing it shut. Before rising back up, I carefully adjusted her underwear that I had pulled to one side back over her vagina, taking the weight of the lock off of her labia.

“Everyone ready now?” I asked to no one in particular as I rose to my feet.

“Yep, let’s go.” Kat responded, slapping my butt at the same time causing me to let out a stifled groan. “That’s going to be fun at dinner.” She laughed as she led Acacia out of the room by her hand.

I took Amira’s hand and fell instep behind the other two women. As we walked to what was going to be our new future, I relived the last however many days it had been. At the start, I had been a shy, nerdy guy who seemed destined to a mundane career and life. Now here I was, surrounded by three stunning women, one whom was essentially my Mistress and the other two my own submissives.

As we approached a set of double doors, the noise of music and many conversations brought me back to reality. Terrified of what else this surprising change of life plan could through at me beyond the door, when I turned and saw a very calm and confident looking Amira, I was shocked. The girl who had seemed nervous every time I had been around her was now looking at me with a smile plastered across her face, shoulders back and head held high.

As we made eye contact, I could see her clock my nerves and she gave my hand a little squeeze as she winked at me. She then turned her head back towards the door as Acacia and Kat reached it.

“I am due to spend the evening with my boss not yours after I hand you over, so you should take hold of both of your ladies Joey.” Kat told me, offering me Acacia’s hand. I accepted it, glad to have these two stunning women either side of me both because it would further reduce the number of eyes on me and if I did faint, there would be two people to catch me before I hit the ground.

“Let’s do this.” Kat laughed as she swung open both doors and strode confidently through. Realising the doors would swing shut on us if we weren’t quick, I walked quickly after Kim. Only once I was through did I clock that this meant I was almost pulling the two ladies either side of me through, but they quickly recovered and matched my pace.

As my eyes swept across the room, I couldn’t help but be in awe of the wealth on show. The was solid stone with incredible pillars on one side with four meter high windows in between them looking out to sea and currently lighting up the room in the orange glow of sunset. The walls were covered in giant pieces of artwork and the tables decorated as though they were Victorian royalty with mini statues on each table and an absurd amount of glass and silverware.

As Kat led us towards a small group of people at one end of the room, I noticed that a lot of people had turned to look at us as we walked past. Even the group we were approaching turned to study us, a couple of them getting a comment or two in before we were within earshot and their conversation died off. As I had predicted, everyone’s attention was on Kat and then the girls either side of me.

As we joined the circle, Kat started talking to the group in what I assume was Arabic. Her occasional motions towards each of us and the mentioning of our names gave away the unsurprising fact that she was talking about us. The girls either side of me let out a small moan almost in unison, it was quiet enough that it was drowned out by the conversation, however their tightening of their grips on my hands made me certain of what I had heard. I had no idea what languages Acacia or Amira knew apart from English, but I couldn’t exactly ask either of them at that moment if they were able to translate what was being said.

Trying to hide my nerves regarding what sort of conversation could cause them both to react like that, I focused my attention beyond our circle of people. All the women were dressed in elegant long flowing dresses whilst the men were split reasonably evenly between western suits and the local white thobes. I almost let out a gasped of surprise when a waitress squeezed between Amira and I so she could top up the champaign glasses of one of the groups. I looked back at the group I was in to see if anyone had noticed my reaction. A couple of them were looking me up and down but there was only one woman who made eye contact with me.

I felt a shiver run through me as I locked eyes with her, I suddenly felt happy, horny and at ease as I looked into this woman’s eyes. As I continued to look at her, I sensed a stirring in my loins, she smiled knowingly at me and briefly glanced downwards. Embarrassed by my body’s reaction, I looked away and felt my nerves return and although I tried to avoid looking back, in less than a minute my eyes drifted back to look at her.

Her beautiful green eyes were now focused on the woman next to her who she seemed to be having an amusing conversation with. Despite the lack of attention, I could feel the growing contentment and arousal return. In my state of bliss, my eyes steadily roamed the beautiful woman’s body, losing any awareness of the room around me. In my blissed out state, my brain didn’t absorb much information. All I could determine was she was perfect, in a green dress and had long black hair with gold thread woven into it.

Some time later, the waitress returned, breaking me from my stupor. Petra briefly smiled at the waitress as she topped up her glass before turning her gaze towards me with a knowing smile. Entranced by this woman’s eyes I struggled to look away or even blink. As I stood there, frozen in place, I felt the same feeling as before only ten times stronger. Despite the lack of any actual stimulation, I felt like I was about to orgasm. At the last moment, she turned her attention back to the curvy woman next to her.

Returning back to reality, my eyes had remained fixed causing them to now be staring at the gap between Petra and the woman next to her. Despite this, I felt the memory of her stunning green eyes burn themselves into my memory. Looking between the pair, their occasional glances at me gave away the fact they were talking about me as they laughed. Realising that I was somehow getting turned on just by looking at me new owner, I forced myself to look away from her as I remained on the edge of release. Looking around the rest of the group, most eyes were on me as they continued their discussion with Kat in Arabic.

The only other people who were not involved in the conversations were Acacia and Amira who were still stood silently next to me.

“Are you feeling like there is something off?” I quietly asked Amira who was stood next to me.

“Yeah, I almost came when I made eye contact with Petra. Am fine though now I am not looking at her though. Did you cream your pants, seemed like you two were having a staring contenst” She replied with a quiet laugh.

“I couldn’t draw my eyes away from hers, it felt like I was hypnotised. I was close, am also glad I wasn’t drooling.” I chuckled. Acacia also started to chuckle as well, giving my hand a gently squeeze.

“Lucky you, my pussy is still drooling, and she barely glanced at me. Some of it has even reached my shoe and I am fairly certain at least Petra and her friend have noticed.” Acacia whispered, causing Amira and I to let out stifled laughter that was still loud enough to get most of the group to look at us questioningly. The three of us dropped our heads in embarrassment and quietly prayed for attention to shift away from us.

“I think dinner will be served in a minute; shall we find our seats.” Petra’s dad announced to the group, saving us from our torture. “Petra, I hope you like your gifts. I advise you get to know them as they are all full of surprises.” He laughed and led his friends off in a different direction than Petra, some of his friends turning to get a final look at the three of us before they too walked away.

“Lots of the boss’s friends do not speak English, they deem it lowly to learn another language as they expect others to speak Arabic.” Amira whispers to me as we follow Petra to our table. Although the majority of the tables look to fit around ten people each, Petra stops at a table in a corner set up for only five people. Petra waves dismissively to the remaining three seats as she and her friend sit down, still deep in conversation. Acacia brushes against my back with her hand as she walks behind me to take the seat on the opposite side to Amira. Distracted by the two beautiful women either side of me who have become very handsy, I forgot the ache emanating from my rear. As I took my seat and almost manage to suppress the groan of pain as I got a rude reminder of my beating.

“I’m aware Kat has a thing for spanking, I take it she took a liking to you?” Petra asked me, clearly catching my groan. I feel heat rise to my face and am sure they are noticing my bright red face. Clearly having finished their conversation, the two women turn their attention to the three of us.

“I’ll take that as a yes. So, tell me, what are the surprises my father was talking about?” She continued before I could find my voice.

“We are his and he is yours, which I guess means we are also yours. Similarly, these are also for you.” Acacia said. I was once again struggling with my erection making it difficult to hold a thought long enough to make a sentence. Dragging my eyes away from Petra and to the item Acacia was handing over, I tried to figure out what the box and gift bag she handed to Petra was and where it had come from. Obviously, it must have come from Kat but all I could do was watch and wait as Petra opened it to find out anymore.

Inside the neatly wrapped box were two smaller ones that looked like new iPhones and a piece of paper. Petra sat there reading the sheet, her friend leaning in to also read it. Petra, quickly followed by her friend took an intake of breath before bursting into laughter. Everyone on the surrounding tables turned to look but Petra and her friend were completely oblivious.

As they laughed, my mind was once again taken over by Petra’s beauty, her song like laughter taking me almost over the edge. Amira’s hand resting on my leg must have felt my tensing muscles and gave my thigh a pinch to bring me back to reality. I smiled and nodded a silent thank you to her and tried to get control of my body again. Feeling my eyes being dragged unconsciously towards Petra again, I instead focused my attention on her friend.

Petra was slim with perky breasts and a stunning figure which was tightly wrapped in a stunning green dress. Her black hair was done up in a bun with a gold needle through it. Her friend had the same bun and needle however she was wearing a black dress with gold lace. Although the dress was less revealing than Petra’s, her larger figure and curves still meant she made for an impressive sight. Eventually, the pair got control of their laughter and returned their attention back to the table.

“Now this is going to be fun.” Petra grinned, almost breaking into another bout of laughter. “Apparently the second phone is yours, Joey. I will give it to you now however you aren’t to unlock it until after dinner.” She tells me as she slides the bottom phone across the table. I take the phone out of the box and turn it on. Although I didn’t know the code, I instinctively tapped on the screen to bring up the password entering. As I did so, I felt an ache in the back of my mind and a feeling of sadness wash over me. As soon as I clicked the off button, the feelings faded making me almost think I had imagined it.

Either unaware or uninterested in my reaction, Petra’s attention was back on the bag and was soon pulling out another piece of paper. Once again reading it, she pulled out parcels wrapped in tissue paper handing them to Acacia and Amira. The pair looked back to Petra and with a nod of approval they carefully unwrapped their parcels.

“I think you ladies might be in need of a trip to the toilets, though I’d suggest you share a cubical as you might need to help each other.” Petra smiled. As they accepted their parcels and got up from the table, I noticed that Petra’s friend had become quiet. Looking at her, I saw she not just quiet but almost completely frozen. Her eyes were focused on me, her face showing that she was in a state of horny happiness, a smile one her glossy and plump lips.

“Finally noticed, I see.” Petra chuckled, clearly noticing my surprise. “She’s been like that for a couple of minutes, but I guess you’ve been too focused on checking us all out to notice.”

“Just trying to take everything in, though I’ll admit whatever you have done to me is making me act differently to normal.” I say, trying to defend my inappropriate behaviour so far this evening. I am well aware that I am out of my depth but also proud that I was actually able to open my mouth finally.

“Don’t worry we don’t mind, in fact, keep looking at her until I say otherwise.” She smiled with an evil glint in her eye as she returns her focus to her new phone. As I look at her friend, I can see that although she is barely moving, her mouth has dropped open slightly and her eyes are wide open as though she is trying to stifle a moan. Her eyes had dropped to my chest suddenly shifted back up and her eyes lock onto mine. Unnerved by the staring contest we’ve started I try to drag my eyes away but find myself unable to look away from her.

As I sit there, unable to drag my eyes off of this woman, I can tell that she is getting close to orgasm. The focus on her face, clearly struggling to keep still and quiet until eventually she lets out a long groan and her eyes roll back. Embarrassed, and once again close to my own orgasm, I wrench my eyes away. The painful ache returns inside my head, sharper than before, pressuring me to return my gaze to the orgasming stranger. As soon as I yield and return my eyes to her body, the ache is replaced once more by the horny bliss. All I can do is watch her quivering body and feel my erection get uncomfortably tight in my boxers and I unconsciously use my hands under the table to rearrange its position in my trousers.

After her quiet quivering orgasm, the woman was clearly released from her frozen state as she slumps in her chair, catching her breath before nervously looking around to see if anyone around had noticed. Hoping I too was released, I quickly found that Petra hadn’t released her control over me so I was still forced to keep staring at the stranger so I couldn’t tell if whether people had noticed her antics or not. As she looked around, I remembered that I hadn’t actually been ordered to stare at her eyes, so I shifted my gaze down her body. Initially clenching as I expected the pain in my head to flare up, when it didn’t my horny mind focused instead on checking this curvaceous woman out.

As I looked down her body, I noticed that there were gaps in her dress. The gold lace meant that at a glance it looked like all of the dress was either the black fabric or the lace however, about a quarter of the gold was in fact holes in the fabric showing her golden skin beneath. This was almost enough to push me over the edge, I had to bite down on my tongue to stop myself from having an accident. I sensed the other two return to their seats and start talking and conversation started up between the three women. Acacia’s hand went back to my lap, this time instead of simply resting it on my thigh, she slid it slowly up to the top of the tent between my legs and started stroking the head. Paying little attention to what they were discussing, I instead admired how this woman must sunbath naked as all of the skin I could find was all the same golden tan colour.

“Sorry, I forgot about you Joey.” Petra said, catching my attention despite my gaze never leaving her friend. “You are free once you discover the dress’s little secret.” She instructed. Given I was already aware, I quickly focused on the plate in front of me again and focused on breathing steadily and pushing Acacia’s hand off of my lap. Out of curiosity, Acacia and Amira turned in unison to review the dress to find out what Petra was on about.

“Don’t ignore the rest of us, get your head up and look at me.” Petra ordered, in a surprisingly strict tone. Shocked by the change of tone, I jerked my head up, my gaze to meet hers, and I could see the smug look on her face as she knew what I was going though. The feeling of bliss was far stronger with Petra than her friend and less than a minute into our staring contest I lost the battle against my body. After emptying what felt like the largest load of my life into my now very uncomfortable underwear, my head dropped in defeat. Despite the uncomfortable feeling within my head, I was too embarrassed to look up and so suffered through in silence as the four women started laughing about Petra’s friend’s dress.

“This package is for you; Acacia will go with you to help with cleaning and dressing. Before you go though, I would be interested in your thoughts on the dress. I designed it myself.” Petra said, clearly very proud of her work.

“It is beautiful and very clever. I guess we will be back in a few minutes.” I reply as I accept the last of the packages from Petra and make my way to the toilets, making sure to avoid eye contact with her and keep the parcel in front of my crotch. Once in a cubical, Acacia helps me tidy up my mess as I die inside from embarrassment. Once I am as clean as I can be and Acacia is drying my boxers she washed in the sink under the hand drier, I open the tissue paper to find a selection of wires with electrode skin pads. Despite the embarrassment I had already been through this evening, I must admit I had enjoyed them and was already getting excited just thinking about trying to control myself whilst Petra shocked me. Stopped myself from spiralling down my little fantasy and looked at what else was in the package.

Sat below the wires was a sheet of paper and a little box. Unfolding the sheet, I saw instructions for how and where to apply the electrodes. Inside the little box was I discovered something that somewhat numbed my excitement. It was a small butt plug with a rubber ring hanging off of it along with a tiny little bottle. Deciding to avoid dealing with that for a moment, I return my attention to the instructions for the electrodes. Unfortunately, these say to start with the plug and ring. As I looked nervously at the toy and wonder how this thing that was about an inch wide was meant to go inside me. The door to my toilet opened causing me to briefly panic before realising it was just Acacai.

“Hey Joey, need some help?” Acacia giggled, her eyes on the butt plug sat on the top of the toilet. I quickly let her into the stall nervous of anyone catching us. As she squeezed past me, I could tell she was enjoying my embarrassment.

“Well, I’m glad you find it amusing, how the hell does Petra think that this thing’s going to fit inside me?” I ask, waving the plug at her and struggling to keep to a whisper in my frustration. She just started laughing, clearly not worried about us being caught.

“Its tiny, just bend over will you.” She ordered, giving me a hard slap on my ass to force me into action. Supressing a groan from the heat emanating from my still sore behind, I lowered my trousers and bent over.

“Gosh, you really are red aren’t you.” She chuckled as she drizzled oil around my hole and on the toy. Expecting her to start pressing the toy into my hole, I gasped in surprise as she efficiently grabbed my balls and squeezed them through the ring that she slid over them and my semi-erect dick. Without paying attention to my reaction, she then promptly bushed the plug into place. All I could do was cry into my sleeve to stop from screaming. The pain decreased slightly as the head settled into place, but the rubber between the loop and the plug was short enough for there to be a slight pulling sensation that would make any movement shift the plug in my ass.

“All done, you’re already getting hard again. Clearly you are enjoying this as much as I am, so stop pretending otherwise. We all know you’re kinky and horny. No, let’s go back out and have some more fun.” Acacia smiled, wiping a hand that had just been between the slit in her dress across my lips and the bottom of my nose. Instinctively, I licked my lips and quickly found myself tasting and smelling Acacia’s love juice.

While my mind tried to process the action and the events of the last hour or two, Acacia picked up the instructions and started sticking the electrodes on my inner thighs, nipples, soles and on my arms just below my underarms. She then connected all the wires, using bits of tape where needed and then stuck two fingers in my mouth. Woken from my daze, I cleaned her fingers that tasted just like the liquid on my lips. Now having my attention, Acacia helped me carefully dress without pulling on any of the wires and slid the battery and control unit into my jacket pocket. Still feeling a bit overwhelmed and dazed, Acacia led me back to our table.

“Well done, I take it he’s all sorted now?” Petra asked Acacia.

“Yeah, took a bit out of him but I’m sure he’ll be up for some fun after a bit of food.” She replied, giving my erection a squeeze under the table. As if on cue, waitresses started bringing out starters. As we tucked into our food, Petra and her friend, who Petra introduced to us as Noor, started chatting to each other. As they chatted, Acacia, Amira and I continued to learn more about each other. As if some unspoken agreement had been made, none of us brought up our current predicament at all. I also found I was able to look at Petra and Noor without feeling unusually turned on.

As the evening wore on, the three of us kept talking though the main meal and the couple of speeches that were made though the evening from people wishing Petra a happy birthday. By the time we were waiting for dessert, the three of us had polished of two bottles of wine and I had almost forgotten about the electrodes, plug and my bruised behind. As the waitresses came around collecting the last of the dishes and the last few speeches were given, Petra and Noor got more and more handsy with each other. Clearly not caring that everyone was looking over to the birthday girl as she was busy making out with her friend. To my surprise, no one around the room seemed shocked or perturbed by this rather public display.

Once the last speech was given, I started looking towards the door where the waitresses had been coming and going through waiting for the dessert. A shock that seemed to come from my entire body caused me almost to fall out of my chair. Looking to Petra, who had a smile on her face, more small shocks started dancing across me as each of the electrodes went off one after the other. Acacia’s hand had returned to my lap after the main meal and was now sporadically clenching on my thigh.

“Stay still you three, I think Noor and I have provided the other tables with enough entertainment for one evening.” Petra smiled as she taped once again on her phone. Bracing for either the horny bliss or the dull ache, I almost let out a cry in shock as the plug and ring came to life. Amira let out a squeal and Acacia’s now vice like grip on my thigh was more than enough to confirm they had experienced something similar to me.

“Hands an each above the table, there will be a reward for which of you can keep your hands the steadiest. Noor, go see if dessert is ready yet.” Petra instructed. The three of us all looked at each other hands curious to see who would win the unknown prize. Acacia’s hands barely seemed to move unlike Amira and I who you could probably know exactly when we were shocked. After a while, Noor returned and unsurprisingly Acacia was declared the winner.

“Amira, you will receive your punishment later. For now, though, both of you can have fun whilst Joey can work on his self-control.” Petra said as she tapped away again on her phone. The girls audibly relaxed as their shocks clearly came to an end. Not only did my shocks continue, but the butt plug came to life, seeming to be a random mixture of vibrations and shocks. As Noor took her seat and whispered something in Petra’s ear, I noticed the girls either side of me shifting about on their seats but I couldn’t work out if that was from vibrators or just the blissful conditioning from the chips in our minds.

05 – Desert

“Our private room is ready, lets go.” Petra ordered as she led the way, had in hand with Noor. The three of us stood with far less confidence and I reached for each girls hands as we made our way together out of the room. With the vibrations and shocks still going, all I could focus on Petra’s heels as I kept my head down and hurried out of the room. As Petra got to the door main doors, two waitresses opened them and held them for us as well.

As we walked past, I heard one of them start chuckling and once we passed, they clearly started whispering. As we go up some stairs out of the entrance hall, they both broke into laughter. Clearly noticing my confusion, Amira started laughing and let go of my hand. Acacia and I both looked at her as we walked, and she simply reached out and held my dick which was now erect and causing an obvious tent in my trousers. Just as I went bright red, and Acacia joined in with Amira’s laughter, Petra and Noor looked over their shoulder together. Seeing my dick now held out by Amira, they also started giggling and whispering as they continued towards our private room.

As we follow the two women into the room, I am surprised to see that the table in the middle is only set for only two people. The opposite side of the room has a window that also looks out to sea, at the moment lighting the room in the orange glow of dusk. Against the left hand wall is an assortment of dishes of fruits and deserts. Opposite that is a large trunk. I am also glad to discover that the shocks have come to an end.

“Acacia, please remove your dress, shoes and electrodes and hand your key to Joey.” Petra instructed Acacia as she took her seat alongside Noor. “Amira, strip and add all your stuff to the pile Acacia is making and I’ll take your key. Then please serve us the dishes and drinks that have been left over there on the side.” She continued. Before she could give me my instruction, Noor leaned over and whispered something in her ear.

“Earlier, my father mentioned surprises, yet all you gave me were some kinky gifts. My father is never one to disappoint so what else was he alluding to?” She said, her eyes felt like they were trying to bore into my skull to find the information themselves. After I remained silent as I searched for a suitable answer, Petra continued. “Noor said that you went bright red when I asked earlier and you have done it again so I would advise you never try to play poker, I can’t imagine you would do very well.” She laughed, Noor remaining more curious about my secret than her partner’s little joke.

“If he wasn’t referring to the mind controlled slaves, he gave you or the kinky gifts to use on us, then I guess it must be something about the three of us.” I say, sure my sarcastic tone was picked up.

“Tell me something interesting apart from the fact you three are all dirty minded sluts.” Petra replied, pulling her phone out as she spoke. “And strip while your little mind tries to come up with another smart retort.” She continued, a shock running through me as she finished her sentence. I knew what I had to admit too but was more nervous of admitting that than I was stripping in front of four women.

I slowly start undressing, trying to delay the moment I admit that I am a virgin. As I drop my shirt onto the pile of clothes the girls had made, I feel the sense of bliss just slightly spread through me. Each shoe adds to this feeling until I am stood in my boxers feeling the same level as when I had been forced to stare at Noor. I peeled my boxers off, my erection springing free and dropped that on the pile, letting out a small groan as the horny bliss gets painfully strong.

The feeling blocks my mind of any other thoughts as I am pushed to the edge of my third hands free orgasm of this evening and my life. I can feel my self at the edge and my body starts tensing but a minute later, I am still stuck on the edge. I can see Amira and Acacia serving the couple their dessert, trying their best to ignore me but finding themselves constantly glancing over at my paralysed body.

“Tell me your secret and I will let you cum. Keep your secret and you will be relegated to spectator for the rest of the night?” Petra said, the sense of bliss disappearing at another tap on her phone.

“I am a virgin.” I gasp out, my brain feeling fried. I look down in shame as I feel my face go bright red and the four women look at me. Although Amira and Acacia already knew, they can’t help but look at me. Their eyes are filled with sympathy while Petra’s and Noor’s look more curious.

“You’re short but you’re fit and smart. How come?” Petra queried. I sighed in relief that she was just curious about my situation rather than judging me.

“I never really had the confidence to ask out anyone I respected and don’t really like the idea of a one night stand. While I know how to be friends with women, I don’t know how to get into a relationship so have ended up in the friend zone with every woman I have ever been interested in.” I found myself suddenly spilling my most intimate feelings to a group of women I barely know. I stood there in the silent room, completely naked with tears rolling down my cheeks.

“You are welcome to fuck either of these two women if you want to.” Petra replied with a shrug, nodding her head at Acacia and Amira.

“I have waited this long; I want to get to know and trust someone before I have sex with them.” I reply, not really wanting to have sex for the first time with three audience members. Especially when I would not last very long. I kept my head down and absent mindedly watched my erection disappear as my tears started to dry out.

“Well, I can think of lots of fun things for us to do that don’t involve you dick in a pussy or ass. Any other limits we should know of?” Noor said, catching me by surprise at her sudden involvement in the conversation but grateful for the change of subject. I shook my head, so she continued. “Well then, to start, tie Amira’s calves to her thighs, each leg tied separately. Then, bind her arms in a reverse prayer position. You will find rope in that chest, and I will give you further instructions once she is ready.”

As I set to work with Amira’s help, Acacia continued to serve the couple their dessert wearing just her underwear and heals. Once she had finished her task, Noor whispered something into her ear. Acacia then walked over to one of the three insets in the wall along from the door we came in and climbed up into it. Distracted by the view and then by our instructions, I hadn’t previously noticed the three holes. Each one went about a foot into the wall and started about half a foot off the ground and continued up to the ceiling. As Acacia turned to face out to sea, she let out a small groan before the pleasure seemed to disappear from her face.

“You will only be rewarded if you stay still.” Petra told Acacia. Distracted by what was going on, I watched as Acacia became still with only her face steadily shifting from blank to smiling. I couldn’t help but check out the beautiful living statue she made before something below her started to move. A whole opened in the floor between her feet and quietly a large dildo on a bar rose out of the base from between her feet.

Only when it hit the insides of her thigh about two inches from her pussy did she become aware of the object. She started squirming before letting out a frustrated groan as her bliss clearly subsided and the object froze in place. Forcing herself to remain motionless, the dildo started to rise again, when two inches had entered into her, she let out another groan and it froze again. This time, she left her lips slightly parted so she could groan without moving and managed to remain frozen for another several inches. She then let out a cry of pain as it must have reached her cervix. Now unable to move off of the intruder, she realised that she would have to let it go further into her to get her bliss. Rising up onto her tiptoes, she waited for it to move. Another two inches and it came to a stop, the entire dildo buried inside of her. Acacia stood frozen, her eyes wide and lips just slightly parted as the dildo forced her to strain on her tiptoes.

Amira who had also been watching Acacia let out a quiet cough to get my attention. I quickly finished pulling her arms into the reverse prayer carefully, making sure I didn’t injure the poor girl. Once I was sure the ropes were secure, I sat back on my heals and admired the cute girl lying helplessly on the floor in front of me, her breasts squished underneath her, and her head turned towards me with an excited grin plastered across her face. Her focus then shifted to behind me, and I followed her gaze to the two ladies sat admiring the sculpture that was Acacia.

Eventually Petra noticed that we were waiting for instructions, and she curled her finger at me ordering me to her side. Excited by her evil smile, I rushed over to her side. As I leaned in to hear what she had planned, I made sure to keep my hips back, so my still erect cock didn’t brush against her arm. After receiving my instruction, I returned to the chest to collect the required equipment. Due to her bondage, Amira wasn’t able to twist around enough to see what I had collected.

I placed the selection at her feet and started off with a posture collar. To put this on, I had to unlock her current thin collar and then I used the same lock to secure the posture collar. Amira whined as the collar tightened as it forced her to simply face the floor. Ignoring her complaints, I continued with my tasks. Next, I folded her legs and tied the ropes around each ankle to the ones around her thighs. Then I secured a small bucket lying on its side between her legs to the two sets of ropes, forcing her legs to remain apart.

I got the anal hook which had a short rope with a serious looking clip at the other end. I gently removed her plug and then inserting the hook using some of the lube Amira had started creating in her other hole, I pulled the rope tight and attached the clip to her ponytail. Amira only gave a small gasp as I inserted the hook, she gave a more noticeable groan though as I released her after securing the clip. Whilst lying down, she was forced to push her head back to avoid pulling her hair. This in turn however, caused her new collar to restrict her air flow. Although I felt guilt about the position I had put her in, and what I was about to do, I could help but think the amount of fluids this girl was making showed she was enjoying it.

The final task left was repositioning Amira, which I knew would cause her even more discomfort. Raising her up onto her knees I stood up and then lifted her to the door. At first, she started mumbling a question about why we were going out of the room. She quickly realised her mistake as I placed her resting against the door, her cheek resting against the doorknob.

“Open.” I instructed as I shifted her, so the doorknob was in front of her face. As she obeyed, I rested her back against the door, pulling her knees out slightly so with her back arched by the hook, she was trapped and gagged by the door handle. A dripping noise brought my attention to the bucket now hanging slightly off of the ground, still between her legs. Thanks to her two piercings, the fluids she was creating from there went down them and dripped into the bucket rather than running down her legs. As I stood there admiring the product of Petra’s kinky mind, I heard her vibrator kick in. This was quickly drowned out by groans both from her and the still frozen Acacia.

“Please gag the other one. We can’t be expected to have to talk over such noises.” Petra ordered. Returning to the trunk to look for a gag, I struggled to find one. Sensing my confusing, Petra chimed in “Use your initiative.”

Taking the plug that was still on the floor by Amira, I walked over to Acacia. In order to open her mouth and put it in carefully, I climbed up into the hole she was stood in. Having forgotten I was naked, my dick rubbed up her leg as I stepped up. Aware there was no subtle way of dealing with the obvious trail of precum, I focused instead on prying Acacia’s mouth open and inserting the plug before closing it again around the toy.

Looking back at Petra as I stepped back down, she raised an eyebrow at me, clearly knowing what I was about to ask and giving the impression I should know the answer. Hoping that the answer was take the initiative, I got onto my knees and crawled under the table towards Petra. As I got close, I whilst her legs stayed together, Noor opened hers, so I changed course and went between her legs. Over next ten minutes, I steadily licked and teased Noor. Above me I could hear the pair having idle chatter in Arabic whilst the two girls behind me let out occasional moans and whimpers.

“Could I have some dessert and I think both of us could do with a top up.” Noor said, suddenly switching to English. I looked up at her from below the table. Without glancing at me, she put a hand on the back of my head and pushed me back into her wet pussy. Without being able to pull back, I couldn’t help but cause wet kissing noises as I breathed. As Acacia carried out Noor’s request, I heard the ladies laughing and could feel their eyes on me.

“I think he will need a lot of training before he is ready for you. Ten minutes and he hasn’t got close to bringing me to orgasm yet.” Noor said as she lifted her legs over each of my shoulders, further pressing me into her. Whilst this stopped the funny noises, it muffled my hearing and limited the amount of air I was able to breath.

“Well, he currently can’t have an orgasm and I won’t be changing that until he brings you to three, so I am sure he will quickly become a dedicated student.” Petra replied, loud enough for me to hear. After being trapped for several minutes, I felt Noor slide a hand between her legs playing with her clit. Shortly after, she started grinding herself on my face, my tongue still buried inside of her. Unable to move, I couldn’t do anything as my nose slowly filled with her juices and my mouth became sealed against her pussy. Luckily, she didn’t last too much longer, and I soon felt a spray of liquid across my face and into my mouth. As she came down from her orgasm, she lifted her legs off of me allowing me to pull back and swallow the liquid in my mouth before gasping for air.

After letting me recover for a minute, Noor motioned me with her finger back to between her legs. This time, I inserted two fingers into her wet hole and sucked on her clit, teasing it with my tongue. After a couple of minutes of finger fucking, I switched my hand and mouth over and ate her out as energetically as possible as my fingers stroked, pinched and twisted her swollen clit. I felt a swell of happiness and arousal sweep through me as I brought Noor to her second orgasm. While I was proud and happy, I had pleased her, I was also excited at the fact I could get my own release if I could bring her to one more orgasm.

Instead of pushing me away this time, Noor slid her chair out from the table. She then grabbed my hair and pulled me up with her. The table was now clear of dishes and Acacia was back on her one bar prison, we briefly locked eyes until Noor pushed me towards the table.

“Up you get. On your back with your head off the edge.” Noor instructs me. I carefully climb onto the table and find that my ass is then just at the edge of the opposite side leaving my legs to dangle uncomfortably. “Lift your legs and spread them.” She continued once I was on the table. As I complied, I could see Petra walk out of view towards the chest. Before I could consider what else could have been in that pile of toys in the box, Noor pressed herself against me. Unable to do anything else, I tried to lick her pussy as best as I could as she grinded herself on my face. She paused her movements and pressed against me, allowing me to pus my tongue deep into her pussy.

A sharp pinching on both my nipples caused me to cry out into her pussy, a feeling she clearly enjoyed as she kept doing it every now and again as she went back to grinding on my face. A hard slap on the inside of my thigh reminded me that my legs were meant to be spread. Quickly opening them, I felt the butt plug being gently pulled out of my ass. Groaning into Noor’s pussy, I forced my self to relax until it was out and then the ring removed from around my dick and balls.

This was quickly replaced by something else just around my balls. This was a lot tighter than the previous toy but my mind was quickly distracted by something wet and hard pushing against my tight hole. Slowly, the intruder was pressed in and again I forced myself to relax. As I did, my legs started closing and I discovered that whatever was secured to my balls had spikes that stopped me from closing my legs.

“You’re mine now, and you have no where to go.” Petra purred as she slid the toy into me. Although I think the first plug was wider, this one didn’t narrow after the tip and felt more like a long and thin dildo. Soon I felt Petra pressing up against me and then steadily push back and forth and I realised it must be a double ended dildo in my ass. As Petra fucked herself and Noor grinded on my face, I could feel their hands sliding over my body, pinching my nipples, spanking my ass and squeezing my throat.

I felt like I was in heaven despite being completely helpless and there being no stimulation on my cock. As if reading my mind, Petra called Acacia over and soon I her mouth swallowed my cock. Moments later Noor came on my face, pressing her weight against my mouth stopping me from breathing. Petra sped up her thrusts causing the dildo to start moving more inside of me.

“Lift your head up and look at me as I fuck you.” Petra commanded as Noor stepped back off of me. I had to strain my neck to maintain eye contact with Petra. My eyes stung from Noor’s juices, and I was barely able to recover my breath with so much going on at once. Acacia started deepthroating me and I soon felt myself heading towards orgasm but once again finding myself unable to.

“Cum for me while I claim your ass!” Petra cried out. Together we shook in orgasm as Acacia’s lips tightened around the base of my cock causing me cum to go straight down her throat. I let out a cry of pain and pleasure as Petra pinched both of my nipples. She then removed the spikes from around my balls and climbed on top of me. With the dildo still in both of us, her movement made it press uncomfortably inside of me.

Once she was settled on top of me, with a smile she leaned down and kissed me. Although I could see it coming, my overwhelmed mind didn’t respond until her tongue was pushing against my lips. Yielding to the invader, we started lazily making out. After a minute or so, she broke the kiss and simply rested on top of me as we caught our breaths. As the whole situation started catching up with me, I started laughing.

“What? You alright?” Petra asked me, looking at me quizzically as she lifted herself slightly off of me.

“Absolutely amazing. Just not quite how I imagined my first kiss, that’s all.” I smiled back, giggling again like a child at the absurdity of it all.

Noor and Acacia both started laughing when they realised what I meant, although Acacia’s quickly turned into a groan before she fell silent and still once more.

“Seriously, never had a kiss or sex. What kind of life have you had!” Petra exclaimed, looking visibly concerned.

“A nice but dull one.” I responded, still unable to get my laughter under control. Petra shook her head as she climbed off of me sliding the dildo slowly out of herself then me. Before I could enjoy the feeling of not being stretched, Petra pushed my plug back in. Although she pushed it in harder than before, the pain seemed milder as well as shorter before it settled into place inside of me. It was however enough of a shock to stop my laughter

“Got to give it to my dad, he sure as hell nailed it with you being full of surprises.” Petra replied, now laughing herself. Getting myself back under control, I also climbed off of the table and looked at Petra unsure of what to do now.

“Yours is the middle hole, on your knees facing out with your arms behind you and your head up.” Petra ordered me. I turned and climbed into the hole in the wall to take my spot. Aware that I would almost certainly be frozen, I went to wipe off some of the stickly liquid covering my face. As my hands got to shoulder height however, the ache in my mind returned until I lowered my hands again.

“You will keep that gift you rude slave.” Petra said with a grin, clearly enjoying herself. I couldn’t help but picture the beautiful statue that was Acacia stood next to me out of sight as I now joined her as an owned object. Despite having been able to move to complete her waitressing duties, she still had Amira’s jewelled plug in her mouth, muffling her groans of pleasure caused by her one bar prison, now the only noise in the room, apart from the occasional metallic dripping noise.

“Remove your plug.” Noor ordered me. Slowly, I reached an arm behind me and started tugging on the flared end. Unlike the previous times things had been put in my ass, this time I had to focus on it as I gently pulled it out, my head drops in shame as I start pulling.

“Eyes up!” Noor calls out, forcing me to tilt my head up as I remained leaned slightly over, my head sticking out from the gap in the wall. Although it felt weird and stretched my hole uncomfortably, the plug didn’t hurt as it slid out. Once out though, I felt slightly empty as I put my plug to one the side at the edge of my hole finally breaking eye contact with Noor.

In my head I felt as though I was giving myself instructions on how to pose. I was a bit too far forward for some unknown reason, so I shifted slightly until I felt like I was correctly positioned. Once my inner voice was happy, I sat upright, put my hands behind my back and opened my mouth. I paused for a second as a pleasant horny feeling buzzed through me, letting me know I was in the right position. Feeling uncomfortable having my mouth hanging open, I closed it only to find the buzz be replaced by the ache until I relower my jaw and the horniness returns. As I felt something move between my legs, Petra stood up and walked over to me, a smile once again on her face. Whilst I was glad she was enjoying her birthday celebration, I was not a fan or the growing correlation between her beautiful smile and my humiliation.

She locked eyes with me as I felt a cold metal plug rise up into me. As it came to a rest, I felt Petra reach down and wrap a hand around the base of dick and gently pull my dick and balls away from my body. A few seconds later, a thick rubber band was tightened around the exposed base. Still maintaining eye contact, Petra adjusted her grip to simply lift my dick up as another band was tightened around my sack. After letting go, she lowered herself further and leaned her face in towards mine. If I wasn’t frozen with my mouth wide open, I would have thought she was going to kiss me. Instead, I found my mouth being filled by my own plug before she gently pushed my chin up and closed my mouth to match Acacia.

As Petra stood and walked back to her seat, the bands and plug came to life. At first, they were all gentle and I was able to simply watch the two ladies and they drank and laughed together talking about one thing or another in Arabic. I couldn’t help but notice that between the moans and the ladies’ conversations, there was a dripping noise. Eventually I remembered Amira’s bucket and realised that it must be full enough now that it no longer sounded like metal being dripped on. After a couple of minutes, I felt the vibrations getting more intense and the approach of my first ever hands free orgasm.

After over a minute of being held on the edge, the vibrations all dropped back to their lowest setting. I released a groan of frustration at the denial of my release before getting my feeling under control again. After another minute, I cried out in shock around my plug-gag. I was getting a cold water enema though the butt plug. The two women looked at me and I once again locked eyes with Petra, silently pleading to be freed as more cold water was pumped into me until it felt like I was going to burst. My movements were punished by the ache returning in my head until I regained my composure.

Eventually the flow stopped, and I remained stuck pumped full of water. Petra broke eye contact with me as she made a joke with Noor, and they returned to their conversation. The water then released, however the glad feeling I thought I would feel didn’t seem to occur as I felt more hurt by Petra’s act of indifference than by the enema. Over the next however long, the cycle continued and an understanding of Petra’s earlier comment about being unable to cum seemed to be true. As the sun set, Acacia tidied the table and released Amira, making sure to put the bucket carefully off to one side.

“We are off to bed, well done today you three. I look forward to training all three of you. Girls, you know where you are staying. Joey, you will know your instructions and are to pass on any further orders for the girls.” Petra told us as she got up. At my face of confusion, she pulled out her phone and started typing. In my head I heard my voice again.

You really didn’t notice this earlier? Put the chest in the girls’ room. With that, she put her phone away and walked out, hand in hand with Noor. The three of us stayed and finished tidying the room, put our clothes back on and then Acacia and I carried the chest of toys to the girls’ room. Amira followed on behind happily swinging her bucket with over a cup worth of liquid inside it.

Bring each of the girls to orgasm, they have each earned one. Then shower and get ready for bed. I want all three of you getting used to sleeping with a girls taste in your mouth, so have a drink each from the bucket. Once the girls are both in bed, come through the door from their room to mine. Find your bed and go to sleep without disturbing us. Night.

As I heard this voice in my head, clearly one of the girls had asked me a question as they were both looking at me.

“Sorry, Petra was giving me my orders, what were you saying?” I say once the voice in my head fell silent.

“We were wondering if we could make use of that cock of yours, but I guess Petra has called dibs.” Acacia replied.

“He won’t fuck either of us, do you listen to nothing you horny slut?” Amira laughs. “I thought you meant him using his fingers and mouth.”

“He’s just been teased for almost two hours, of course he wants to fuck us.” Acacia said, neither of them paying me any notice as I struggled to open the bedroom door whilst also carrying the chest.

“Stop bickering and Amira, open the door.” I say, causing both of them to look at me with surprise as though I’d just appeared out of nowhere. They did as I said though and we went into their room.

The room had floor to ceiling windows looking out towards the sea. A bathtub was positioned in front of the window whilst the ensuite which was a wet room was by the door. The wall next to me on the left was bare except a door and a tasteful but erotic art piece depicting two women in a state of passion. The opposite wall displayed clothes, shoes, jewellery and sex toys. With a bed that was open under it with two simple bedside tables either side, it was easy to see there was nowhere to hide anything. Even the girls’ sets of underwear were all neatly on display.

As we put the chest down, Acacia got on with returning the unused or still clean items back into their places whilst I regurgitated Petra’s instructions. Amira, who was sat on the bed massaging her jaw, smiled at me as I finished and opened her legs. Although she had put her dress back on, she clearly hadn’t put her panties back on, allowing me to crawl over and get to work immediately. When Acacia noticed we had started without her she let out a complaint that was quickly blocked out by Amira’s cries.

After a few minutes, I felt Acacia lean over me, at first making me think she was going to give me an odd hug. Instead, she efficiently undid all of the buttons on my shirt before pulling my arms behind me to pull it off. As she did this, my upper body became held up by my face that was buried in Amira. Clearly liking this feeling, she slid her fingers through my hair and held my head in against her stopping me from backing away at all as I regained the use of my hands. Acacia once again attempted to disrupt my concentration as she undid and removed my trousers. Once naked I felt her moving around on the bed behind me. Soon, two ice cold hands were placed on my still sensitive cheeks causing me to let out a groan of agony into Amira’s pussy. Due my current predicament, my groan ended up sounding like a sloppy fart causing both girls to start laughing.

As the sudden shock left me, I returned back to my tongue workout, sliding two fingers into her to help as my tongue grew tired. Somehow Acacia managed to surprise me again, this time in her attempt to force her tongue into my asshole as she set about giving me a rim job. Although it felt nice, it wasn’t something that consumed my attention and like her other distractions, it was soon forgotten about and replaced with my determination to reward Amira.

I was pleased to find that after all the lessons I had been taught today were at least starting to pay off as it wasn’t long before Amira was pulling on my hair to get me out from under her dress. Confused, but happy for her to take charge, I let her pull me up.

“You’re a lot better, but I don’t want to cum just yet.” Amira explained before pulling me into her. Caught off guard by the sudden movement, I fell into her causing us to fall back onto the bed laughing. She quickly silenced my laughter by locker her lips onto mine. Whilst I used one hand to hold myself up enough to not crush Amira, my other hand went in search of one of the dress’s long slits before sliding across her hip back to her pussy.

At first, I gently teased her clit, focusing instead on our little make out session. After a while, I picked up the pace before giving her clit a little pinch. As I had predicted, this elicited a grown to escape her lips and I took this opportunity to dive my tongue into her mouth. At the same time, I mirrored the action with two fingers sliding into her sodden hole. Acacia slid her head under my waist and started eating Acacia out as I shifted my fingers to her clit. With the team effort, Amira wasn’t able to hold on any longer and became a quivering wreck as she finally climaxed. Still held in place by my body being on top of hers, Acacia was forced to hold her breath as fluid was sprayed across her face and up her nose whilst her nails dug into my thighs.

Eventually Amira and I broke our kiss and as I rolled off to one side, Acacia collapsed the opposite way. The sound of the three of us breathing heavily filled the room until we all started catching our breaths. As we both fell silent, the sloppy noise of Acacia masturbating caught Amira and my attention. I couldn’t help but lock eyes with her as she visibly approached her own orgasm. All of a sudden though, her face of bliss became one of shock followed quickly by confusion.

Both Amira and I opened our mouths to ask what was wrong before she started mumbling, “we are not allowed to masturbate. I have lost the orgasm I had earned earlier.” As she said it, her eyes dropped, and a tear rolled down her cheek. All I could do was hug her as she broke down into tears. I couldn’t help but feel sorry for her as I was in the same position and knew how painful this was. And it must surely be worse for her given that she had been given hope. But the other side of me also knew the rules and that breaking them would obviously have consequences.

Eventually she got regained control of her breathing and the three of us went and showered in silence together. Although we cleaned each other, we were all too exhausted to play with each other at all. Soon we were taking turns sipping from the bucket before the girls went to bed and I quietly went through the door into Petra’s room.

Silently, I eased the door open and slid into their room. It quickly became apparent that stealth was not required as both women on the bed were making a racket. Petra was prone-boning Noor with a long red strap-on. I felt my cock return to full mast as I stood watching as Noor reached an orgasm, her groaning turning into a cry of delight as her legs started quivering. Petra continued her assault without slowing down, simply leaning down to muffle Noor with her mouth.

As Noor’s cries started turning into pleas for Petra to slow, I started to feel a growing ache growing in the back of my mind. I quickly realised that it was because I wasn’t following the instructions I had been given. As the ache grew, I looked around the room for a second bed or even a sofa. Eventually I noticed something on the floor on one side of the bed. Walking round a large dog bed came into view. As the ache grew worse, I carefully walked up alongside the shaking bed and got in the dog bed.

Although it was large for a dog bed, I still had to curl up in order to fit inside the raised sides. Only once I was fully laid down with my feet inside of the edges did the aching subside. A pillow was built in along with a weighted blanket making it a surprisingly comfortable bed. Without the distraction, my attention was brought back to the women now out of sight still going strong. As I lay curled in a ball, precum dripped down my stomach from my cock that was pressed against it. My eyes remained locked on the bed as it shook. Occasionally I would spy glimpses of one girl or the other as they changed positions. Eventually after Noor had had two more orgasms, Petra reached her own with a cry of delight lasting almost a whole minute.

With that, the pair quietly shifted around on the bed, I assumed to go to sleep. Instead, however, a quiet lapping sound started up. It was muffled as though it was coming from under the sheets and soon became drowned out by heavy breathing. This only lasted a few minutes before Petra had her second orgasm, at least since I’d been in the room. With that, the room became silent. Not even the readjustments of the sheets could be heard making me suspect Noor would remain in place during the night.

Despite the exhaustion caused by the activities of the day, it took a long time for my heart rate to slow down enough for me to sink into a deep sleep. A couple of times during the night I woke to a dull ache in my mind, pulling my feet back into the limits of the dog bed, I quickly returned to my slumber.