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Bettie froze for a moment, trying to discern whether Courtney was speaking to her. When she realized it was her turn to act, she nodded and turned to the table to grab a pair of shears to hand to Courtney. She lifted my dress further to expose my beautiful lace panties that sparkled in the dim light, watching as she pinched one side to lift. It caused the center of my panties to press against my rose bud and I hissed against the gag. Courtney smiled.
“Did that feel good?” she asked.
I nodded, my eyes fluttering the more she pulled the fabric. Bettie waited patiently for further instruction, holding her arms behind her back and watching the scene unfold. Courtney continued to pull the fabric against my exposed skin, causing it to darken with my nectar.
“Let’s get a better look by getting these off,” Courtney announced while snipping the fabric.
She pulled my panties away and tossed them to the ground, instructing Bettie to hold my petals open for her to get a good look. Smooth fingers slid over my pink skin, gently prying open my flower to be inspected. Courtney leaned in so close that I could feel her breath on my exposed tulip. It caused me to twitch.
“I’ll need to check inside,” she informed me while pulling on a white glove. “Just to make sure everything is the way it should be.”
I shuddered against my restraints. It deeply aroused me to be touched in this fashion with both of my sisters bent over my tulip. Courtney slowly inserted one finger and then another, pressing her other hand against my pelvis like a doctor would during an examination.
“Does that feel good?” she asked me with a grin, moving her fingers side to side.
I nodded slowly, watching her mouth disappear behind Bettie’s hands to slurp up the sweet nectar that was spilling from my flower. Her tongue unfurled to curl around my bud, dipping down into my folds as Bettie began to massage my skin. A muffled moan escaped my lips and my eyes rolled back. Across the room, I saw a tall gentleman wearing a pale mask. It was unclear whether he was watching us or whether he was just checking the clock above my head.
I’m not sure what caught my attention about him. There was no single identifying feature that was particularly attractive other than the tight muscle shirt he sported that showed off his broad shoulders. Sweat glistened on his arms. He looked like he had just been working out, but he hadn’t moved from his position. I watched him watching. Green eyes leered with a soft sense of intent to join, but he remained still. He almost seemed aloof, like he was enjoying the scene unfolding while caring little about whether it involved him.
Still, his eyes watched.
Hormones percolated as Courtney inserted a finger and continued to lick fervently, prodding my bud to engorge as I focused on our perfect stranger. Bettie sighed softly, watching me enjoy the sensation of them stimulating my flower and I reeled at the fact that our performance was being enjoyed. Another moan escaped my lips. I tried hard to keep it quiet, knowing that our stranger would likely take pleasure in my uncontrollable sounds. I couldn’t keep quiet, not with my sisters so heatedly engaged with my tulip. They were slipping and sliding over my skin with the sole purpose of getting me to climax. Their eyes washed over my body, my pelvis rolling forward with each motion.
It wasn’t long before I was bucking. Lips sucked harder on the swollen skin and I bayed against my gag, wishing they would remove it so I could sing the song of my achievement. The stranger watched intently, waiting for me to lose control. I didn’t want to disappoint him, but I also didn’t want to let go just yet. As long as I was at the peak of pleasure, he could continue watching. I held it in as hard as I could and grunted, pulling against my restraints as warm waves washed over my torso. It rattled my body and I bit down on the gag as electricity crackled in my gut.
My sisters were devoted to having me cum, their fingers dancing inside me and massaging my legs as both of their tongues slipped over my petals. Another lick broke through my barrier of resistance and sent me crumbling, the world around becoming a blur as I convulsed on the table. Through my half closed eyes, the stranger grinned – or it appeared to be a grin – as my body shook violently in the wake of my orgasm. Courtney stood up with a smile and Bettie squeezed my hand, the two satisfied with my display.
I was gasping against the gag, begging with my eyes for them to undo the fabric so I could take deeper breaths. As if reading my mind, the stranger nonchalantly walked across the room and pulled off the gag, stroking hair from my face while looking over my shivering form.
“Hello, Stanley,” Courtney said to the stranger. “I haven’t seen you in a while.”
“I’ve been on holiday,” he said in a thick English accent. “You look wonderful.”
Courtney smiled wide.
“Are you heading to the party afterwords?” Stanley asked, his green eyes locking with mine.
“We’ll certainly consider it. That’s Sammy,” she replied. “And this is Bettie.”
“Hello, ladies,” he said smoothly. “It’s lovely to meet you.”
I looked over at Bettie who was practically swooning. As I studied her features, I didn’t notice that Stanley had pulled off his mask and was looking between the three of us. I looked back up to see a robust chin and a strong neck. This man definitely pumped iron. It was a strange contrast to my master who was particularly lean with enough muscle to hold me in place. But this guy could whip circles around Norman. I almost felt bad as my flower tingled. I wanted him to touch me.
As Courtney explained to us what party we were going to attend, I mobilized my jaw to stretch out the muscles. Stanley looked down at me and asked if I was thirsty. I said yes. He held up a cup with a straw and allowed me to drink. The water tasted clean and pure, hydrating me immediately. Courtney undid my straps and helped me sit up, pulling the hem of my dress down. I shivered.
“Are you alright?” she asked.
“Yes, I’m fine,” I said, my jaw still feeling stiff from the gag.
“Do you want to check out this party?” she asked.
I looked at Bettie. Her eyes were filled with excitement and wonder, pleading with me to say yes. I wanted her to enjoyed herself, so I nodded at Courtney who clapped her hands.
“I’ll head out now and catch you ladies there,” Stanley said.
He winked at me.
“Ciao,” Courtney said with a wave.
