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Closing the door behind me, I turned the lock and faced our skittish bride.
“When we are in the bedroom, the first task for you is to strip. Tonight, you get a reprieve.”
When Mary’s eyes widened, and then her mouth opened to respond, I raised my hand to keep her quiet.
“You are not yet ready and more important, we want to undress you ourselves.”
“That’s right. You’re like a Christmas present in August,” Sully said, circling Mary as if she were prey. It was only a matter of time before he ate her up. “I’m looking forward to finding out what’s underneath the wrapping.”
The room was appointed with a large four-poster bed, quite elaborate for a brothel. There was a plush chair in the corner with a velvet-topped ottoman before it. The one window had brocade curtains, but the glass was shielded by a second set of curtains, these closed. Everything was a deep red. Decadent and exotic.
I also knew why Miss Rose offered this room. It was not one of the girls’ private rooms on loan. It was for special guests who paid well to spend the night in such decadence. It was also for special guests who liked their women tied to the bedposts or positioned on all fours on the ottoman for either a spanking or double fucking. Perhaps both. I would have to thank Miss Rose in the morning.
“Are there peepholes into this room?” Sully asked Mary.
She looked around, but shrugged. “I don’t know. I’ve never been in here before.”
Sully came up behind her, slid his hands around her waist and moved them up so they cupped her full breasts. “Someone could be watching us right now? Seeing my hands on you?”
She stiffened and tried to pull away, but her action only pushed her breasts more fully into his cupped hands.
“Shh,” he whispered. “They’ll see a beautiful woman with her men.”
He held her still a minute longer, letting her know who was in charge.
Moving his hands up to the top of her dress, he began undoing the buttons down the front, one by one. “We want to see you.”
I sat on the bed, watched as her delicate collarbones appeared, the upper swells of her breasts, the fine corset. Sully was swift and efficient, working the sleeves off her arms, then pushing the heavy fabric of her dress over her hips and into a puddle on the floor.
A sigh escaped my lips. “You’re not any less dressed than before,” I muttered, displeased with the layers upon layers of underthings Mary wore.
“This is what a woman always wears,” she countered, looking down at herself.
Sully undid the ties on her petticoat, pushed that down to fall on top of her dress. Then her drawers.
Her corset and shift remained.
Reaching around, Sully worked the stays of her corset loose, then tossed it aside.
Mary took a deep breath, released it. It was so snug, surely her tender skin was marked. All that remained was her shift.
My fingers itched to touch her, but I restrained myself. “When we dress you in the morning, all you get is your shift beneath your dress. Nothing else.”
She looked more appalled at the idea of missing some undergarments beneath her clothes than the fact that she was standing before us in only a shift. My words did distract her from the fact that her breasts pressed tautly against the sheer shift and her rosy nipples were pebbled and clearly defined. The material was so delicate I could even see the dark hair that shielded her pussy.
“I can’t go without a corset!” she replied, her voice rising.
Sully cupped her breasts in his palms. They were large for her small frame, a good handful. “Mmm,” he murmured. “You offer such delectable bounty. A looser one then, that doesn’t mar this pretty flesh.”
I was glad Sully had the same thoughts. Mary’s breasts were heavy teardrops and would be uncomfortable if left unbound, but she still needed to be able to breathe.
Sully continued to play and I watched as her eyes changed from aware to aroused, her head falling back to rest against his shoulder. It was uncomfortable to sit, my cock hard and long, pressing against my pants. Opening the front placket, I pulled it free and I began to stroke it.
Once she was well and truly lost to the feelings of Sully’s hands on her, he was able to lift the thin garment that separated her delectable body from our sight and toss it, too, onto the floor.
I groaned then, seeing her completely bare. Stunningly beautiful, and she was all ours.
