“Well what are you waiting for? Help me out of my clothes and into the tub!”
Snapped Virginia drawing the boys to attention.
“Yes Virginia.”
“Sorry Virginia.”
They replied. Upon which Virginia rolled her eyes, but let it go without punishment. After which she added.
“Skin, help me out of my top.”
“No-Skin, my panties.”
And she proceeded to lift her arms for Diego as she turned her hips to Ahmed.
Oh my god! Thought and felt Diego as he grabbed the hem of Virginia’s cami and began to pull upwards. Her hips, waist, chest are divine! He though as his own hands brushed past each of those assets. Diego’s manhood leaked, stretched and groaned in its cage.
Ahmed’s hands briefly tangled with Diego’s as he reached for Virginia’s panties on her hips. But then as it went past her thighs, knees, calves and feet, all of it slim, long, silky and fair, he felt so light headed he thought he was going to pass out. And down on his knees, with Virginia’s panties in his hands, he looked up at her womanhood and it beckoned him like the gates of heaven.
“Help me in?”
She asked like a lady, as if her boytoys had a choice in the matter. And yet she held one hand from Diego in her left hand, one hand from Ahmed in her right, without letting go of their respective cock chains, as they helped her like gentleman over the steps and the into the tub. Till Virginia merely turned around and tugging hard at their locked manhood’s ordered.
“Come in!”
And with a lot less grace the two brown boys followed.
Virginia wasted no time, in sitting in the best place on a side of the tub, and in signaling the boys to take a place facing her. Then extending her left arm to Ahmed, and pushing her right foot onto Diego’s face she said.
“No Skin, soap and lather my hand and arm. Skin, same thing with my foot and leg. Be gentle, but thorough. Just remember, this a trial of which of you, wetback or towelhead, does a better job. And there might be a prize in the end.”
As she gave them a haughtier, crueler look this time. And watched them get to it.
Diego was not sure he felt comfortable being naked in a bathtub that close to Ahmed. But Virginia…oh my god! And her foot, on his face! Then in his hands! And after he reached for some soap and rubbed it into his hands, the feel of the skin of her foot and ankle, calf and knee, and her thigh to just were it met her crotch, was sublime. His manhood groaned and stretched hard, and had it not been in water, he would have felt it leak more too.
Ahmed grabbed Virginia’s hand like the Goddess she was, and could not resist kissing it first. Which brought a condescending smile from the svelte American blonde. Which crushed Ahmed’s enthusiasm, but did not slow his service down. He soaped and lathered Virginia’s arm with at least as much devotion as Diego put into her leg. Determined to get whatever prize Virginia had in store for the winner.
Virginia was truly loving the experience meanwhile. She felt like a Greco-Roman Goddess being served by a pair of delectable temple castrates. Like an Oriental Empress being serviced by a pair of exquisite palace eunuchs. Especially, as she still held the chain to both their manhood’s in her free hand. She felt beautiful beyond measure. Powerful without bounds. And it struct her, here she was fully naked in the water, vulnerable, with two men each one of which could probably bench press her weight easily. And it was she, who had them locked up and held them by the balls. At no risk to her “virtue”. And it allowed her to savor the feel of Diego’s hands on her leg, of Ahmed’s hand on her arm. And the reverse, when she instructed them to switch.
“Skin, other arm now. No-Skin, other leg.”
Keeping the boy on her right, to the right, and the boy on her left, to the left. As she asked.
“Skin, No-Skin, do you like my body?”
And
“Yes Virginia!”
Replied the boys.
“Do you like my skin? And I do not mean the two of you, though your skin belongs to me too.”
“Yes Virginia.”
They replied more breathily.
“What would you give for access to me, Skin? Would you give one testicle? Would you give both?”
Diego was very enthusiastic about Virginia… but that was pushing it!
“…maybe…”
He did say.
“And you, No-Skin?”
“Virginia… I…”
But then Virginia just cracked up.
“Hahaha! Oh that is so cute! But do not worry boys, I like my boys complete. Even if they never see their own testicles or penis ever again!”
And neither Diego nor Ahmed were sure that was funny. Even as Virginia’s body in their hands was driving them crazy.
In any case, after she stopped sniggering, Virginia ordered both boys to move onto her torso, and the look on their eyes was one of pained ecstasy, probably due to their cock-cages, as they started moving their hands around her hips, her waist, her chest. And for Virginia, the four strong but completely mentally restrained hands around her body felt incredible. She even had to interrupt them, to direct them.
“Skin, No-Skin, just stop, till I tell you to start again. And suck me now!”
As she thrust her petite breasts at them, one at each boy, and the boys did as directed. Like two suckling twins. Oh god! That was even better! It actually made Virginia cum in the water and yelp.
“Ih!”
When she quickly found satisfaction a mere minute later.
It even took Virginia another minute to collect herself. But then she proceeded to direct them.
“No-Skin, wash my head. And be gentle with it! Skin, you get a prize for a job well done. Get your hands between my legs, and wash what it seems you crave most.”
And Virginia was delighted to see Diego’s eyes open wide as saucers, and even more delighted to see his brow furrow in probable genital pain, as he lathered his hands in soap, and reached between her legs. As Ahmed looked at Diego with envy, even as he in turn reached with as much devotion for Virginia’s head.
*****
By the time Virginia was done bathing with the boys, she simply stepped out herself and proceeded to drag them out, by their chains to their increasingly sore manhood’s,. She directed they towel her dry, and then dragged them again out to her room, where she chained them back to her bed, this time by the balls, rather than the necks. Then left them there, chose a getup for the day, and brought it back with her to her bed. Then she directed the two cute brown boys.
“Well, chop chop! Help me get this on! Skin, you get panties this time. No-Skin, you can start with the bra!”
And smiled full of malicious intent at them. Both Diego and Ahmed suffered of blue balls so bad, they actually would consider asking to have them chopped just so the pain would stop. But Virginia seemed intent to kick their balls in further, when they were already down and clamoring for mercy! Fuck, she is diabolical! Thought Diego. While Ahmed, basically feeling the same thing, thought “she-devil!” And groans did escape them both.
“Ugh!”
“Mmm!”
But Diego picked the black lace panties, and fell to his knees, as Virginia stepped in one leg at a time. And Ahmed helped each of Virginia’s arms in, as he then stepped behind her to latch the black lace bra closed. As she bared her exquisite back, shoulders and neck by pulling her precious blonde tresses away, for his ease and benefit. Virginia signaled the boy that had got the lingerie top, should do the next top, and the one that had got the lingerie bottom, should do the next bottom too. And this time Diego spent more time on his knees, feeling Virginia’s long, slim legs, as he helped her into her low rise bootcuts, that seemed to be just about painted onto her thighs, pelvis and hips. Ahmed meanwhile, all but struggled to stay upright in genital pain, as he buttoned the white slim-fit button-down shirt that fit Virginia’s waist and breasts like a corset. Till she instructed him.
“That is enough!”
When he got to the buttons that would have closed her shallow cleavage, hidden her bra. Those were to stay open.
“Finish up! Skin shoes! No-Skin belt!”
Virginia finally said. As the shaking footboy Diego all but swooned to help her into four inch stiletto booties. And Ahmed, still struggling to stand upright, drooled over and admired Virginia’s nubile hips, as he wrapped a mostly decorative leather belt around them. Once done, Virginia theatrically spun around once for the boys, and asked.
“Do you like?”
Before she added.
“Not a real question. I know the answer. Now get down!”
And unlocked the two boys balls from the bed so they could do so. Once down she grabbed the chain to their collars this time, and click-clacking her booties as she stepped, and snapping her hips as she swayed, dragged them both crawling, naked, cock-caged, and in new highs of genital pain, to the living room.
Diego truly was at the edge of his endurance. This is too much. And briefly he considered what would he do if the roles were reversed. He would ravish Virginia with abandon! Take her every hole. Fill her up to the brim. This evil American witch deserved it! Alas, his penis was in a cage, and it felt like his testicles were in a box on the side of Virginia’s bed, metaphorically speaking. But Virginia’s hip sway on the other hand was divine… Thought his drifting mind, as he watched her catwalk model strut, crawling behind her.
Ahmed also was thinking he was willing to make an exception to his pious morality to show Virginia what is what. Give her what she had coming. But the throbbing in his manhood was intense. And Ahmed had never experienced something like that before. It incapacitated his will as much as his body. And he merely noticed Virginia’s beautiful blonde ponytail, which she had quicky tied after the boys where done dressing her, sway enigmatically like pendulum as she strutted.
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