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Her long, wavy dirty-blonde hair cascades over her shoulders, shrouding her physique. Sliding my hand over her shoulder, I provide us all with a better view of the natural curves it was hiding. My fingers trail down her spine, lingering at the curvature of her ass as my other hand dusts along the outer curve of her breast. She stands tall, confident, and unwavering.
Slowly pulling my hands from her, I place one on Cameryn’s hip. The stamina that likely couples her athletic build intrigues me, the similarities her facial features share with my sister much less so.
Apparently, we all have our limits.
Chloe’s eyes are fixated at the floor as I approach. She is a petite redhead with porcelain skin that will show every mark my fingers leave around her throat. A tad less curvy than I prefer, but of the four of them, she is obviously the most hesitant about her decision to join us for the evening. Slipping my finger under her chin, I tip her face up to meet my dark gaze. She struggles to maintain eye contact with me, trepidatious fear already coursing through her veins.
Bending down, I place a chaste kiss on her lips. While brief, I can feel them tremble against mine.
“I’ll take Chloe,” I announce to the others, and turn to find Liz extending her fist to the other three men.
“As always, long straw goes first, and short straw goes last.” She waits for each of the men to pull one of the small wooden dowels from her hand. When she’s gone down the line, she gestures for them all to present them. A slight smirk ticks at the corner of her lips when she notices that Will has the next choice of the women.
He steps close to Liz, pulls her flush against him, and places a deep kiss against her lips. Pulling back, he stares into her eyes as his deep voice billows throughout the room, “You pick, baby girl. Which one of these beautiful women do you want to watch me fuck tonight?”
“Do I get to join?” she whispers with a flirtatious tone.
“Yes,” he pauses. “If you pick well. Pick poorly and you will be going home dripping and unsatisfied this evening.”
Her eyes light up at his words, and he gently releases his tight embrace on her. She confidently crosses the room to the three remaining women and stands before them.
“You have a gorgeous fucking body,” Liz slides her hand down Madeline’s side. “It’s too bad you’re brunette. I don’t want him thinking about me when he fucks you.”
Liz places a soft kiss at the corner of Madeline’s mouth before placing herself in front of Paisley and Cameryn. Her thumbs rub over each of their lower lips before commanding, “Open your mouths.”
They both willfully comply, and she slides two fingers over each other their tongues. “Suck,” her words confident and domineering. “Show me how good you’ll be at sucking my Will’s fat cock.”
I watch intently as the two women take Liz’s fingers to the backs of their throats. Both slide their mouths over the length of her fingers, eagerly continuing to swallow her to the knuckle. Both are obviously quite skilled in their ability to suck a cock, but it’s Cameryn’s unwavering stare into Liz’s eyes that causes my cock to twitch.
“Good girls,” Liz slides her fingers from their mouths, using the bottom of Paisley’s dress to dry them.
“Cameryn,” Liz smiles at Will, and he looks equally content with her choice.
“Paisley” Edmund quickly makes his choice before stepping to the two remaining women. He firmly grips her chin and yanks her face up to his, “So fucking pretty and confident…I’m going to enjoy breaking you.”
“Grant, that leaves you with Madeline,” Liz gestures between the two of them.
“I will happily take her,” a devilish smile spreads across his face. “She reminds me of my beloved, Stephanie.”
CHAPTERFOUR
GRANT
Crossing the room, I place my hand on the small of Madeline’s back as the others retrieve their selected companions as well.
“Eddie,” Liz’s voice is firm yet condescending. “Maybe see to it that we don’t have any repeats of last time. I have things to do tomorrow and would much prefer not to spend my evening cleaning up your mess.”
In Edmund’s defense, hehadtold that girl to ensure she laid very still…
“Come, my dear,” my hand gently pushes against Madeline’s back as I lead her out of the study and into the great room of the house.
The devil’s playground.
This spacious room is filled with more than enough toys to keep all our deviant interests satisfied. Continuing to guide her through the room, I walk her toward my favorite section of playthings.
“Tell me, my dear,” my fingers dance over the various options before me. “Have you been tied up before?”
“Yes,” her voice is so soft that I that struggle to hear her as I pull her hands in front of her. Holding them in front of her stomach, she waits patiently with them facing palm up.
