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Chapter 6

"Oh let me go first," Jane declared. "I want to be first."
"No way," Joe shot back. "Why should you go first? We have to be fair somehow."
"You always make such a mess of things. Girls like their stuff clean and nice. Boys don't care."
"Sure we do," Joe started back, but I interrupted him. I explained to them both how we were going to undress Esclava in a fair and interesting way. Dice, I told them, we roll dice. The highest number gets to take off any one piece of clothing. We decided that stockings and shoes would stay on for now. And the leash, of course.
While we deliberated and fussed, Esclava waited with her head down. It was impossible to tell what she thought of it all. The drugs I'd given her must have taken effect by now. She's be feeling awake and yet somewhat dreamy, sensitive everywhere. All this sex talk must have her mildly hallucinating brain filling with desire. Or perhaps not. But, no matter.
"Esclava, get us the dice from the drawer in the kitchen. On your way back, bring each of us a drink. You may have a glass of whiskey, straight for you, no mixes." All three of us kept our eyes glued to her retreating figure, desire rampant among us now as well. While she was gone, we arranged our chairs in a semicircle around a small table in the middle. She returned with the drinks and three dice on a tray. Her blouse rippled around her breasts as she passed the tray around, accentuated by the swinging leash. Each of us in turn took our drink off of the tray and a single dice. We toasted Esclava, who stood in the middle of our little circle, next to the table.
"To Esclava," we said. "And to everything she's going to do for us." And with that, we got down to business. Joe won the roll with a five. A small hesitation and Esclava went to stand just in front of him. Jane and I could only see her from behind. Joe's hands ran up and down her sides, gently brushing against the edge of Esclava's breasts. She gasped, but only Joe could see how her nipples jumped out against the loose cloth of her blouse.
Jane spoke for us all when she commented, "Do you think she's enjoying this? Do you think she wants it? Is she wet and open?"
Almost in response, Joe took Esclava by the hips and turned her so that she was facing us. Her excitement was obvious.
"Of course she is. I told her to. She wants us all, each and every one of us. You heard her in the video. She wants to feel all of us come, to please and pleasure us all."
Joe slowly unzipped her skirt from behind. We saw it loosen and sag around her waist as he slid it gently towards the floor. Her blouse ended in a straight cut. As the top of her skirt fell, the tops of her panties came into sight. Light blue with a dark blue trim, cut high at the hips. They arced in to flow in a smooth curve between her legs. Then the tops of her stockings came into view, held in place by thin but lacy black garters. These contrasted with but at the same time complimented the blues of her panties. Joe's hands ran up her buttocks and slid around to her stomach.
"Did you see that, Jane?" I asked. "Did you see her shiver? I know she's ready and open. I'll even bet that she smells." He took her by the hips and turned her sex towards his face. He inhaled gently, sniffing her. The scent of her arousal was strong. "Whew," Joe said, and Esclava blushed brightly.
"Let me try," Jane said and held out her hands towards Esclava, and then "Let me smell you." Esclava, her face glowing, slowly walked right up to Jane. She bent backwards slightly, presenting her sex to Jane, whose face hovered just front of the bulging satin of her panties. Jane pressed her nose against Esclava and inhaled. "Umm," she moaned, "She definitely enjoys it, doesn't she?"
"Another roll?", I suggested and we threw the dice again. Jane won with a four. She decided to remove her blouse, a slow button at a time. She pushed Esclava back into the middle of our little circle and stood. Jane blocked our view of what she was doing, but we could hear her and watch Esclava's face.
"Have you ever been touched by a woman before? No? Ohh, I think you'll enjoy it, don't you? You do want me to touch you, don't you? Yes, that's right. Of course you do. Your nipples certainly seem to enjoy the idea. Yes, I think so. There. That's all of the buttons."
Jane slipped behind Esclava and peeled the open blouse back to reveal Esclava's lace-covered breasts to Joe. The nipples stuck out obviously. Jane rubbed her palms against Esclava's shoulders and then dipped down to cup Esclava's breasts. A moan came from her and a slight trembling in her thighs.
"Let's roll another." Joe won. Smiling oddly, he rose and circled Esclava, leering at her openly, brushing his fingers against her once, twice, thrice. Each time, a shiver ran through the flesh of the half-clad Esclava. He stopped directly behind her, and after a long pause, he unhooked her bra. Her breasts surged out as she shrugged off the arm straps. Joe's hands went immediately to cup them from below. He pushed them up and took the nipples between his fingers. He squeezed and Esclava's head fell back while a moan escaped from between her teeth.
We all were getting excited by now, but we managed to throw the dice again. I won. Motioning Esclava to me with a curled finger, I turned her around so that Joe and Jane could see her full on. Catching the band of her panties, I eased them down, revealing first her pubic hair, then the mons, and finally the cotton panel fell away from her crotch. I lowered them to her feet and she stepped out. There she was, naked before all of us, dressed only in stockings, heels, and leash.
"I love the way she looks," Jane blurted out, "and I want to touch her. Do you mind? I'll have her put on a show for you guys that I know you'll love. Okay?"
Neither Joe nor I had any objection, but we sent Esclava first to fetch us all a drink first. Again, hers was straight and she drank it at a go.
Gently, Jane took the glass from Esclava and set it on the floor. "Lay down here on the table," she instructed, and I watched the outline of her body shift and swell as she lay down. Jane pulled her hands over head and spread her legs until her feet touched the floor on either side of the table. Her crotch thrust towards the ceiling at the edge of the table. Fully dressed, Jane contrasted erotically with Esclava's nakedness. She ran her hands over the supine body before like someone smoothing out sheets on a bed. Esclava trembled with the touching and her nipples shot up at the ceiling. Soon, Jane was kneeling between her legs, with her mouth pressed into Esclava's sex. Esclava's excitement grew and grew until she was gasping, thrashing, holding Jane's head and rubbing her crotch against her face, madly, furiously, and then grunting her spasms as she came, curling up around Jane and her tongue. Faster and more until she yanked Jane's face from between her legs.
"Like that?" A panting head shake. "Well, then, I want some too. I want you to do me. Do you understand? Then get to it, girl. Assuming you boys don't object?"
Jane stood from her crouch by Esclava's knees, and got enthusiastic encouragement from Joe and myself. She smiled and helped Esclava to her feet. Standing close to her, Jane whispered into Esclava's face, loud enough for us all to hear.
"Then you've been told to do whatever I like, and I'd like you to make sex with me. Make me cum. I don't want to have to do anything except relax and cum when it's time. Do you understand? Use your mouth, your hands, your nose, whatever you want. Touch me, rub me, pinch me, lick me, suck me, all of it. I want you to love me and show me that love by making me cum. Now, start with a kiss."
Esclava exploded at her mouth, thrusting her tongue deeply in, twisting in Jane's mouth. Her hands rubbed wildly up and down Jane's back and buttocks. I'd never expected such a frenzy from her, but there she was tearing at Jane's clothes, breathing furiously over buttons and snaps, licking and kissing at whatever flesh was just uncovered. The silver chain swung wildly between her throat and wrist. Jane raised her arms up to her hair as Esclava began to suck on and caress her breasts.
Jane sat slowly on the table, and then lay down, pulling Esclava down too. She kissed her way from Jane's breasts to her stomach, stopping to swirl her tongue into her navel, before slipping in between her legs. Both women were in a frenzy of physical desire. Moans and small screeches accompanied their passionate embrace. Jane clutched at Esclava's head, pulling her in harder against her sex, rocking her hips in small, swift motions, rubbing herself against Esclava's face. Suddenly, she curled up around Esclava's head, moaning furiously. I wondered how Esclava could continue to breathe. A spasm shot through Jane and she unfolded, allowing Esclava to gasp through her nose but not allowing her to remove her face, her tongue. Again Jane curled up, until Esclava was only a mass of hair held tightly in her crotch. She screamed this time before uncurling enough for Esclava to breathe, thrust three times and yanked Esclava's head out and away by the hair.
Jane panted while Esclava gasped for air. Her face was smeared by the wetness from her crotch, mascara run all over like some wild mask. Jane's grip slowly mellowed to a caress, while Esclava continued to pant. The blush in her face stemmed not from the exertion of making Jane cum that way. She was wildly excited, almost beyond control. She stared at Joe and myself, hungrily, almost animal, her breath making her breasts heave and the leash shiver. Her nipples stood out and she rubbed her hands up and down her thighs as she still knelt by the table. Jane had gotten up and loosely thrown on my white terry cloth robe.
"Wow, she's something," Jane enthused. "I'll bet she's really hungry now. Look at her look at you two. As though she could eat you alive. You want them, don't you, my amazing little tongue."
"Well, Esclava, you aren't done here by far. One down and two to go. That is, unless Jane decides she wants a little more. That one looked pretty good to me, so maybe she will want some more. Later. For now, it's Joe's turn. But you don't want to scare him. Your makeup is all over the place. Go clean yourself off and be back here in five minutes."
When she returned from the bathroom, Joe was lying flat on the floor where the table used to be. We'd pushed that out of the way, and laid pillows down in its place. His huge hard-on stood stiffly off of his belly, hovering in space. She knelt beside him, staring at his desire, and cooed to herself. It sounded like a cat purring.
"Well, don't just sit there, staring that way. You want me so badly, why don't you just jump on?" Esclava threw her leg over him and leaned forward on her hands. A lifting and a little wiggle, and she pushed all the way down Joe's length. She impaled herself and started rubbing herself against his stomach.
"Hey," Joe complained. "This isn't about you. This is about me. I want you to move. Move slowly, up and down. Yes, that's right, slowly, all the way up and now all the way down. That's a good girl. Now, at the top, stop for a moment, dip down so only the head goes in. three times. Good. Now all the way down again. Back up. Dip three times. Good, very good. You're getting the rhythm now."
Jane cuddled up to me in my chair and we watched Joe and Esclava. She'd definitely gotten the rhythm now as she bobbed up and down on top of Joe. He lay with his arms back over his head and a smile on his face as Esclava worked him up and down. She was getting hotter and hotter, but she couldn't cum since Joe made her move to his desire, not hers. Her breath came out all raged and gasping, panting on all fours. Suddenly, Joe's face screwed up and he slammed his hard-on deep into Esclava as he began to explode inside of her. His thrusting must have sent her over the edge because she arched her back, panted through clenched teeth, and then howled at the ceiling. She just gaped open for his pounding while orgasms swirled through her, breasts and chain swinging in time, and her face up. Joe thrust strongly twice more and then shuddered to stillness. We all sat in quiet, their panting slowing to breath.
Esclava glowed as she knelt on the floor before us. Joe got up and wrapped his own robe around him. Esclava hung her head.
"Well done, so far, my little pet, well done. Joe seems fairly satisfied with you, and so am I." Joe grunted at this and snuggled up on one chair with Jane. "And you're almost done. I want you to get the tray for me, to show off top our guests your best skill. But first, get all of us, yourself included, another drink. And then the tray. Don't wash up. I want Joe to leak out of you onto the floor, and I want them to see it. To see you as you will be for me, always. Open and willing to do all for me, to obey my merest whim with no hesitation

 

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