Ayla tugged Esme by her hair. She dragged her gently to the side of the pool.
“Remove all your clothes,” Ayla said.
Esme obeyed. When she took off her panties, they were dripping wet.
“Lie down flat on your back.”
Esme did as ordered. I enjoyed the sight of her perky breasts and her perfectly flat stomach. In fact, Esme had fat only in her breasts, hips, and ass – though not as much as Ayla. I enjoyed both their bodies equally.
Ayla took Esme’s panties. “Open your mouth.”
Esme did as ordered.
Ayla bunched up Esme’s panties and stuck them in her mouth. I was almost jealous. I would’ve loved to taste the blueberry flavor of her juices.
“You like the taste of your own pussy?” Ayla asked.
Esme nodded. Of course she did. For how much fun Ayla was having, Esme was just as willing to do whatever she was ordered.
Ayla pinched Esme’s nipple. Esme could only moan with pleasurable pain, considering her mouth was stuffed with her own underwear.
“I used to be jealous of you, Esme. And not just that – I was jealous of whoever would have you. The truth is, I’d been lusting for you since I hit puberty. I’d dream about doing things to you. Now I finally get to do those things.”
I began stroking my own cock, as if I were watching some depraved porno.
“I’m a sick person,” Ayla said. “Maybe because I’ve been so horny for so long. I know you cared about me. But even so, I just wanted to hurt you, Esme, because you were so cute.” She squeezed Esme’s nipple again.
Esme’s muffled moan was obviously drenched in pleasure. And her pussy was flowing like a fountain. She liked this more than me. More than Ayla, even.
“If I had a cock, I’d fuck you raw,” Ayla said. “I wish I did. It’s all I want to do right now. I want to fuck you and show you how much I love you and hate you, the precious, innocent thing that you are.”
Damn. I wished we had a strap on or at least a dildo. I’d watch that. But I was the only one around here with a dick.
“Even now, seeing you like this, it just pisses me off,” Ayla said. “You were always so willing to please. Always doing and saying whatever others asked of you. I know you’re this way because you needed to survive, but it makes me want to hurt you.”
Ayla slid a finger into Esme’s pussy. Esme’s muffled cry made precum shoot out of my tip.
Ayla stuck another finger into Esme. Then another. She twisted Esme’s nipple and fucked her with three fingers.
“Do you know why I left this island?” Ayla said. “Sure, it was because the prince exiled me. But I was happy to go. Because unlike you, I wasn’t scared of venturing out by myself. I didn’t need to stay in someone’s shadow, the way you stayed in Sherry’s.”
It had been a while since someone had mentioned Sherry, the gorgeous red-haired witch who’d transported me here. I wondered what the dynamic between the three of them was.
“I know you stayed a good virgin girl for Remy, but admit it – you must’ve lusted for Sherry. Perfect Sherry. She was always a natural leader. You served her with so much eagerness, didn’t you? But she didn’t look at you that way. The way Remy and I do.”
Esme writhed with pleasure as Ayla’s soaked fingers went in and out, in and out. All the while, Ayla kept her other hand clamped on Esme’s nipple.
“You should be punished for being so insufferable,” Ayla said. “You deserve so much worse than this. You’re pathetic. You’re nothing more than a loyal pup without a will of your own.”
Ayla pulled Esme’s panties from her mouth. Esme gasped and breathed from her mouth again.
“We’re you close to coming?” Ayla removed her drenched fingers from Esme’s hole. “I could tell you were. You don’t deserve it.”
Ayla looked at me. “My king,” she said. “Now you’ve seen what I’m really like. You know I’m not the kind heart you thought I was. In truth, I’m full of anger.”
Esme sat up. She kissed her friend on the lips, their tongues meeting in heat. Then she pulled away and hugged Ayla.
“It’s okay, Ayla. It’s okay. We’re all so messed up. But I’ll always be here for you.”
I honestly didn’t know what was going on. All I could really think was that my dick needed to explode, and it needed to do so in a warm hole.
I got up and approached the two.
“Enough,” I said. “Ayla might be my queen and you a servant, but you are both beneath me. On your knees.”
They did as ordered. They got on their knees facing my cock.
“You had your fun while your master sat and watched. Unacceptable.”
“Forgive me, Master,” Esme said.
Ayla said, “Forgive me, si–”
I jammed my cock in Ayla’s mouth before she could close it.
“Let me show you your place, Ayla.” I pulled on her hair, guiding her lips and tongue up and down my shaft. “You can do whatever you want to Esme, but I can always do whatever I want to you.”
I pulled Esme closer by the hair, as well. I pointed to my balls. They weren’t going to lick themselves.
She kissed and licked and sucked on them. They both showed so much eagerness, serving me. And then I reached the point of explosion.
I made sure to come all over Ayla’s face and breasts. A gallon of my seed drenched her. Then I looked at Esme and pointed at the mess. Esme moaned with utter delight and began to clean Ayla with her tongue.
Once she was done sucking every drop from Ayla’s breasts, neck, and face, I said, “Don’t swallow it just yet. Share my gift with the queen.”
Ayla opened her mouth and Esme let my seed drop inside.
“Now give it back to Esme so she can swallow it.”
Ayla spat my seed into Esme’s mouth. Esme swirled it around with her tongue and swallowed.
“Good. Here is the lesson both of you must learn. None of us are perfect. We all want to love others and hurt others. But I am the master. Whatever I say goes. And this is my will – if something is desired by all of us, only then will we pursue it. If anything about our arrangement is not to the liking of any of us, it’ll be thrown out. Is that understood?”
They both nodded, my leftover seed still glistening on their lips.
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Ayla tugged Esme by her hair. She dragged her gently to the side of the pool.
“Remove all your clothes,” Ayla said.
Esme obeyed. When she took off her panties, they were dripping wet.
“Lie down flat on your back.”
Esme did as ordered. I enjoyed the sight of her perky breasts and her perfectly flat stomach. In fact, Esme had fat only in her breasts, hips, and ass – though not as much as Ayla. I enjoyed both their bodies equally.
Ayla took Esme’s panties. “Open your mouth.”
Esme did as ordered.
Ayla bunched up Esme’s panties and stuck them in her mouth. I was almost jealous. I would’ve loved to taste the blueberry flavor of her juices.
“You like the taste of your own pussy?” Ayla asked.
Esme nodded. Of course she did. For how much fun Ayla was having, Esme was just as willing to do whatever she was ordered.
Ayla pinched Esme’s nipple. Esme could only moan with pleasurable pain, considering her mouth was stuffed with her own underwear.
“I used to be jealous of you, Esme. And not just that – I was jealous of whoever would have you. The truth is, I’d been lusting for you since I hit puberty. I’d dream about doing things to you. Now I finally get to do those things.”
I began stroking my own cock, as if I were watching some depraved porno.
“I’m a sick person,” Ayla said. “Maybe because I’ve been so horny for so long. I know you cared about me. But even so, I just wanted to hurt you, Esme, because you were so cute.” She squeezed Esme’s nipple again.
Esme’s muffled moan was obviously drenched in pleasure. And her pussy was flowing like a fountain. She liked this more than me. More than Ayla, even.
“If I had a cock, I’d fuck you raw,” Ayla said. “I wish I did. It’s all I want to do right now. I want to fuck you and show you how much I love you and hate you, the precious, innocent thing that you are.”
Damn. I wished we had a strap on or at least a dildo. I’d watch that. But I was the only one around here with a dick.
“Even now, seeing you like this, it just pisses me off,” Ayla said. “You were always so willing to please. Always doing and saying whatever others asked of you. I know you’re this way because you needed to survive, but it makes me want to hurt you.”
Ayla slid a finger into Esme’s pussy. Esme’s muffled cry made precum shoot out of my tip.
Ayla stuck another finger into Esme. Then another. She twisted Esme’s nipple and fucked her with three fingers.
“Do you know why I left this island?” Ayla said. “Sure, it was because the prince exiled me. But I was happy to go. Because unlike you, I wasn’t scared of venturing out by myself. I didn’t need to stay in someone’s shadow, the way you stayed in Sherry’s.”
It had been a while since someone had mentioned Sherry, the gorgeous red-haired witch who’d transported me here. I wondered what the dynamic between the three of them was.
“I know you stayed a good virgin girl for Remy, but admit it – you must’ve lusted for Sherry. Perfect Sherry. She was always a natural leader. You served her with so much eagerness, didn’t you? But she didn’t look at you that way. The way Remy and I do.”
Esme writhed with pleasure as Ayla’s soaked fingers went in and out, in and out. All the while, Ayla kept her other hand clamped on Esme’s nipple.
“You should be punished for being so insufferable,” Ayla said. “You deserve so much worse than this. You’re pathetic. You’re nothing more than a loyal pup without a will of your own.”
Ayla pulled Esme’s panties from her mouth. Esme gasped and breathed from her mouth again.
“We’re you close to coming?” Ayla removed her drenched fingers from Esme’s hole. “I could tell you were. You don’t deserve it.”
Ayla looked at me. “My king,” she said. “Now you’ve seen what I’m really like. You know I’m not the kind heart you thought I was. In truth, I’m full of anger.”
Esme sat up. She kissed her friend on the lips, their tongues meeting in heat. Then she pulled away and hugged Ayla.
“It’s okay, Ayla. It’s okay. We’re all so messed up. But I’ll always be here for you.”
I honestly didn’t know what was going on. All I could really think was that my dick needed to explode, and it needed to do so in a warm hole.
I got up and approached the two.
“Enough,” I said. “Ayla might be my queen and you a servant, but you are both beneath me. On your knees.”
They did as ordered. They got on their knees facing my cock.
“You had your fun while your master sat and watched. Unacceptable.”
“Forgive me, Master,” Esme said.
Ayla said, “Forgive me, si–”
I jammed my cock in Ayla’s mouth before she could close it.
“Let me show you your place, Ayla.” I pulled on her hair, guiding her lips and tongue up and down my shaft. “You can do whatever you want to Esme, but I can always do whatever I want to you.”
I pulled Esme closer by the hair, as well. I pointed to my balls. They weren’t going to lick themselves.
She kissed and licked and sucked on them. They both showed so much eagerness, serving me. And then I reached the point of explosion.
I made sure to come all over Ayla’s face and breasts. A gallon of my seed drenched her. Then I looked at Esme and pointed at the mess. Esme moaned with utter delight and began to clean Ayla with her tongue.
Once she was done sucking every drop from Ayla’s breasts, neck, and face, I said, “Don’t swallow it just yet. Share my gift with the queen.”
Ayla opened her mouth and Esme let my seed drop inside.
“Now give it back to Esme so she can swallow it.”
Ayla spat my seed into Esme’s mouth. Esme swirled it around with her tongue and swallowed.
“Good. Here is the lesson both of you must learn. None of us are perfect. We all want to love others and hurt others. But I am the master. Whatever I say goes. And this is my will – if something is desired by all of us, only then will we pursue it. If anything about our arrangement is not to the liking of any of us, it’ll be thrown out. Is that understood?”
They both nodded, my leftover seed still glistening on their lips.
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