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Two Dashes of Mid-Summer - 9
by Endrael (endrael@yahoo.com)

***

Now that Mike and Kim have figured out how to work 
together, the trio decides it's time to take their 
relationship together more seriously. Progress is also 
made with Jen. (MFf, ped, inc, mast, oral, anal, bi, 
exh, voy)

***

Part 9: Love & Devotion

Chapter 1

After such an involved weekend, teasing Sara was more 
talking than teasing, figuring out what she wanted to 
say to Jen. I don't expect I was much help, since I was 
leaning toward sleep even with the food and caffeine. I 
have vague recollection of falling asleep while we were 
talking, since all I remember is Sara saying something 
and then my morning alarm going off. At least it didn't 
take me long to wake up with how much I'd slept the last 
twenty-four hours.

"We need to wake up together more often," I said when 
Sara rolled over to face me.

She hummed and nuzzled against my neck, and I nudged her 
onto her back, giving her a slow kiss. Her hand wandered 
down to grip my cock, mirroring mine going between her 
legs to spread them and play my fingers over her pussy.

"I hope you're planning to use this," she murmured, 
tugging on me and rearranging herself against me, 
rocking against my fingers. "That wasn't a proper 
teasing at all last night, mister."

She purred when I slid a pair of fingers into her, 
spreading her legs more, and I played in her wetness, 
thumb doing its job on her clit. I bit at her lip and we 
looked at each other, half-seen in the dawn light 
trickling in through my window.

"No noise and no cumming," I said, and she nodded, 
snaking her free arm around my neck to hold onto me. I 
waited for her to get a solid grip, then started finger 
fucking her, fast and deep, and it only took a minute 
before she was wet enough to hear it. I added a third 
finger and she drew in a hard breath, loosing her hold 
on me to arch up and clutch at the sheets, alternately 
gasping and biting at her lip to contain her cries. I 
dropped down and sucked at her nipples, biting each 
before trailing down her stomach to replace my thumb 
with my mouth on her clit. She squeaked when I did, 
breathing out a loud string of cursing and redoubling 
her fight against her orgasm.

"Please," she gasped after a minute or two, a short, 
sharp plea between strained breaths, and I released her 
clit from my mouth and pulled my fingers out of her. She 
whimpered and struggled against my grip on her thighs, 
trying to close her legs, and I kissed along both sides 
of her pussy until her trembling had stopped and she'd 
collected herself. She lifted her head when I started 
kissing up her stomach, giving me a hungry look, and I 
hovered above her, matching her rocking her pussy toward 
my cock to keep contact minimal.

"Wouldn't be a proper tease if you get to feel me cum in 
your pussy, would it?"

She moaned and shook her head, but her eyes smiled. I 
rolled us over and had her turn around so I could finger 
her while she sucked on me. She took me down her throat 
with happy ease, bobbing her head faster the faster I 
fingered her, pausing only to breath. I raised my other 
hand and set to work on her clit as my orgasm closed in, 
and she clutched at my ass with one hand when I arched 
into her mouth, holding my cock with her other. She 
dropped down and took me completely into her throat when 
I started to cum, her grip tightening against her 
struggle to not cum herself, and I stopped my fingers 
when my orgasm had subsided. She popped back up and 
gasped in a breath, coughing and her whole body shaking 
as her pussy twitched and clamored for release.

I lifted my head and sucked her clit for a few seconds, 
making her gasp and bite at my thigh. I flicked her clit 
when I fell back and she jumped, and I did it again when 
she'd spread her legs back.

"May I cum?" she whispered, kissing my cock.

I had to think about that, spending a few seconds making 
up my mind, then pulled her down so I could suck her 
clit, only long enough she was riding the edge again. 
She whimpered when I stopped and rolled her onto her 
back, and she spun and settled onto my lap when I sat 
up. She ground slowly against my cock, hard again, 
giving me a hopeful, hungry look.

"Can you be silent?" She nodded eagerly, and I bit her 
lip. "Can you look at me while you cum?" She nodded 
again, biting at her lip. "You have thirty seconds to 
get there once you have me in you."

Her breath caught and she reached down, aiming my cock 
and sinking onto me, her pussy tightening immediately as 
it clenched toward orgasm. She rode me with desperate 
eagerness, squeezing harder as her time frame ran down, 
prolonging her torture, her face screwing up and her 
breathing growing faster until she finally let her 
orgasm loose a few seconds before I would make her stop. 
Her legs closed around me like a vice and her pussy 
clamped down on my cock, her breath catching with each 
spasm and her eyes barely open to hold my gaze, my fist 
in her hair the only thing keeping her from dropping her 
head to bite at my shoulder.

I smiled and ran my fingers through her hair as she came 
down, and we kissed when she'd steadied her breathing.

"We definitely need to wake up together more often," she 
said, smiling against my mouth and trying to fall 
backward and bring me with her. "This is the best wake 
up I've had in a while."

"Counts for both of us, love." I bit her lip. "I want to 
spend all day doing you, too, but we need to get ready 
for school."

She gave me an annoyed growl, squeezing my cock with her 
pussy.

"Way to spoil the mood, mister. I expect recompense."

I pulled her arms from around my neck and shifted them 
to hold her hands behind her back. She tilted her head 
back to shake hair out of her face.

"Are there particulars for this payment?"

"I like you surprising me."

I grinned and let her fall onto her back, leaning over 
her to bite her breasts and nipples.

"In that case, I want you to have the ben-wa balls in 
every day at school this week, but absolutely no 
cumming. I'll also let Kim know not to let you cum again 
until our date."

"Oh, you are evil!" She laughed and pushed at me when I 
sat up. "Get up so I can clean you and then we can get 
ready."



Chapter 2

Even if Jen hadn't been home sick, the balls would have 
been too distracting for Sara to talk with her, anyway. 
Other than teasing Sara and getting a call from Herbert 
for setting an intake appointment at the college, it was 
an uneventful day, which was what I needed. It wasn't 
until Wednesday that Jen was back at school and Sara had 
a chance to talk with her, and we skipped our day's last 
class to take an extended lunch together.

"Is it safe now to say I'm sorry?" Jen asked once we'd 
gotten food and found a park table that was mostly 
sheltered from the wind. Her voice was still scratchy 
and she was carrying a half full three liter bottle of 
orange juice that had been full that morning.

"I'm not sure I can say yes right now," Sara said after 
a minute of consideration. "Not if you want things to 
really be worked out, I mean. I've been thinking a lot 
about what Mike told us and weighing it against 
everything else, especially Kim's feelings about what's 
happened. There's some things on our end, Kim and me, 
that I was mostly ok overlooking, but I can't ignore how 
she's feeling. I don't want to seem like I'm a bitch and 
say we can't be friends, because I want to be, but I 
need to put her first."

Jen gave Sara a bland look, dipping one of her chicken 
strips in her honey mustard sauce over and over again.

"You don't need to beat the bush with me, Sar. Just say 
whatever's in that brain of yours. I am wearing my big 
girl panties today."

"You're sure about that?"

Jen nodded and said, "Hit me."

Sara gave me a questioning look and I nodded, and she 
hesitated for only a second.

"Kim doesn't like you because you actively try to piss 
her off because it amuses you, especially at the party. 
Outing us like you did didn't help, either, and she 
thinks you did it because you don't like seeing us happy 
with each other because you're not happy. It caused a 
lot of stress for us, and we barely talked for a week 
after. That isn't normal for us."

Jen was silent, thinking and doing more staring at her 
food than eating.

"I don't know how to fix this," she said at last, 
sighing. "I thought I did, but I keep realizing I don't. 
I don't know how to deal with Kim. I'm not sure I know 
how to deal with you. I don't understand women. I'm not 
trying to piss you off, either of you, or hurt you or 
anything else." She went silent, and I stopped Sara from 
breaking in, and Jen continued a few seconds later. "If 
I'm anything, it's jealous. You and Kim are so happy 
with each other, and I don't understand how I'm fucking 
up so much."

"You rush too much." Sara proffered one of her hands and 
Jen just looked at it, confused. "You need to slow down 
and think things through before you do them, try to see 
what would happen if you follow impulse."

Jen scowled and returned her attention to her food.

"Funny, Sar. Real funny. Thinking is one thing I do too 
much of. That's not the problem. It's that it never 
comes out right when I go to do things."

"That's not what I meant, Jen. Inform your decisions."

"Sit down, Jen," I said evenly, catching her before 
she'd gotten halfway up. "Sara's not trying to make you 
feel small. She's asking you to learn from experience. 
You said you put on your big girl panties, so don't go 
getting them in a bunch just because we don't have any 
easy fixes. We'd love to have some, believe me."

She groused and thumped back down, looking at me.

"I need something, Mikey. I'm about at the end of my 
sanity for this stress. It helped to talk with you the 
other day, but I just want all of it done and behind so 
I can move on. I don't want to feel like this anymore. I 
don't know if I have the energy for it."

"This is your dark, remember? You know I'm here for you, 
and Sara's willing to give you another chance or she 
wouldn't be here now, but you keep falling into yourself 
after you peek out to see who's still here."

She slapped a hand on the table and leaned on her other, 
sighing.

"That's all I can do right now, Mikey. It's hard to do 
anything more than peek out. I need some kind of 
progress, or why bother?"

Sara reached out and covered Jen's hand with one of 
hers, drawing her attention.

"This is progress, hon," she said, squeezing Jen's hand. 
"Right here, right now."

"Fuck all, now you have that damn song stuck in my 
head." She screwed her eyes shut and banged a fist 
against her forehead. "Out, out, damn spot! Get out!"

"Just because you screwed up with some things doesn't 
mean everything about you is wrong," Sara continued, 
unperturbed. "I want to try things again, because I do 
like you, but I need you to listen. Please."

"I think that's my kryptonite."

"What is? Please?"

"And also thank you!" Jen snirked and dug for another 
batch of dipping sauce. "No. Listening. Or follow 
through. Or something like that. I'm making this harder 
than it needs to be with you, aren't I?"

"Do we need a reset button?"

"That would be pure genius. Where can we get one?"

Sara leaned over and rooted around in her pack, emerging 
with a purple reset button that had been salvaged from a 
Super Nintendo. She set it on the table between her and 
Jen and waited for Jen to finish laughing.

"Oh my fucking god, you are amazing." She set a finger 
against the button and pushed, and Sara smiled. "Why in 
the name of Cthulhu do you even have that?"

"I want to decorate my pack when I get a better one. I 
have the power button, too. Wasn't expecting to use 
either of them before that."

"Fucking brilliant." She laughed again and picked up the 
reset button to give it a kiss, then handed it back to 
Sara. "Now what happens now that I've pushed reset?"

Sara stuffed the button back where she'd retrieved it 
from and held out her hand to Jen.

"I'm Sara, the girlfriend Mike's been raving about. He 
says we might like each other."

Jen laughed and shook Sara's hand, said, "I'm Jen, 
Mike's best friend, and yes, he's raved about you like a 
man obsessed. I hear you also have a sister. Please to 
be telling me how I can get along with both of you 
without fucking up."

""It's like this and like that and,"" Sara sang, and Jen 
groaned and buried her face in her hands.

"Save me now from bad music?" Jen asked, giving me a 
pleading look.

"You're stuck with it for now," I said, putting an arm 
around Sara and leaning her into me for a hug. "She'll 
grow on you. She'll also eat you, too, if you give her a 
chance, or suck hard enough to leave bruises, like she 
did once with my penis."

I gave Sara an accusing look and she adjusted her 
imaginary halo.

"You didn't stop me," she said, leaning in to kiss me.

I laughed and bit her lip.

"And I haven't let you do it again, either."

"I think we can forgo the sex talk until we know each 
other better, yes?" Jen said, eyeing Sara. "Tell me what 
I must know, wench."

"Do you want me to start with me or Kim?"

Jen considered for a moment, finishing off her chicken 
strips.

"Start with you, because you're here and you're the easy 
one."

"I'm only easy if I love you."

Jen blinked and tilted her head, sucking her fingers 
clean of dipping sauce.

"Fair point, that one. I can't promise you'll get into 
my pants, though."

""I won't be shamed 'cause I believe that love is 
free,"" Sara sang, half-serenading Jen. ""It fuels the 
heart and sex is not my enemy.""

"Hey, a good song!"

"And one of the hottest singers ever. I think I want to 
use it as my theme song." Sara nodded and stole some of 
Jen's fries, gave her an even look. "Are you ready to 
talk now, now that we're comfortable again?"

Jen nodded and leaned forward, resting her chin on one 
hand.

"Talk to me, girly girl. Let's be friends again."



Chapter 3

Except for a few minor rough spots, Sara and Jen talking 
went well once they actually started. The conversation 
slowed down once it turned to reconciling with Kim, 
since Jen had to keep pulling herself back from closing 
in again. How long making up with Kim would take before 
it bore results would likely be a while, given past 
experience. Sara needed enough time to talk with her, 
and Kim needed enough time to absorb things, so we 
didn't expect sooner than a few weeks.

By Friday, the three of us - Sara, Kim, and me - were 
all more than ready to go on our planned date, and we 
skipped out early so we could get to it. They had packed 
their trip bags the night before, so all that remained 
after picking them up at lunch was fetching my trip bag 
and the money my parents had left.

"Are you going to be ok with a blindfold on for a few 
hours, love?" I asked, looking up at Sara, who was 
draped over Kim sitting in my chair.

"Why so long?"

"So we can surprise you!" Kim said, turning Sara's face 
to hers for a kiss. "We have stuff planned! You will 
like it!"

"I know that, silly. But why so long?"

Kim just zipped her lips and looked innocent. I knelt in 
front of my toy drawer, considering, then pulled out 
some coils of rope and a handful of toys. I stuffed them 
into the bottom of my bag and flipped the blindfold at 
Kim.

"Put the blindfold on her once we're out of town, would 
you?" I said to her, and Kim grinned. I shifted my 
attention to Sara. "Once we're at our destination, you 
can take it off. Use the bathroom before we go. We'll be 
on the road for a few hours."

Packed and ready, we set out. Sara was in the back with 
Kim so Kim could tease her during the trip and Sara 
could get the attention she'd been craving the last few 
weeks. Except for Sara's cries of frustrated lust while 
Kim kept her on the edge, the trip itself was pretty but 
dull, lots of winding road through the old growth forest 
that covered the mountains fronting the coast.

There were no scenic lookout points once the ocean came 
into view, and Kim and I had decided it wasn't quite the 
surprise we wanted. Instead, I found a beach access 
point and parked there.

"Are we there?" Sara asked when we stopped moving, Kim 
stopping her from removing the blindfold.

"Almost there," I said, climbing out of the car, and Kim 
followed suit. Sara was out a few seconds slower, and I 
pulled her skirt the rest of the way up before pressing 
into her and holding her against the car.

"I smell the ocean," she said, taking a long, slow 
breath, her hands resting on my arms.

"Maaaaaaaaybe," Kim said, digging in my pocket for my 
keys to get into the trunk. "We still need to do stuff 
to you before you can take off the blindfold, though."

"What sort of stuff?"

"Surprise stuff!"

Kim grinned and jabbed keys into the trunk lock until 
she found the right one, then dug around in my pack 
until she had rope and a dildo. She handed them to me 
before pulling our jackets out. I set the rope on the 
roof and stepped to the side, trading the dildo back to 
Kim when she handed me my jacket.

"Spread your legs, love," I said in Sara's ear.

She shifted her stance and Kim knelt in front of her, 
waiting only a few seconds before placing the dildo 
against Sara's pussy and pushing it into her. Sara 
gasped and bit her lip, whimpering and clamping her 
hands over mine as Kim fucked her. Kim grinned and 
kissed Sara's clit before standing, dildo buried in her 
sister, and I unwound the rope. Already doubled up, it 
was a quick task to wrap it around her waist and run it 
between her legs to keep the dildo in place. I made sure 
her clit was snug between the two strands so she 
couldn't ignore it, then tied it off a little tight and 
pulled her skirt down.

"Now we're set," I said, directing Sara onto the trunk 
and helping her into her jacket.

"I hope you realize how ridiculous it is for me to keep 
the blindfold on if I already know where we are," she 
said, setting her arms around my neck and tightening her 
legs on me when I pulled them around my waist.

"Yep, completely ridiculous," I said, getting a grip on 
her and stepping away from the car. It took me a few 
seconds to get used to carrying her weight. "But doing 
it this way makes you even more aware of the dildo and 
rope, doesn't it?"

She growled in my ear and bit at my neck, and I felt the 
smile on her lips when she did.

"Did you two really plan this much in detail?"

"Totally improvising!" Kim said, hopping along next to 
me. "Remember, sis: no cumming yet."

"None at all?"

"Nope! Not until we say you can."

I didn't have the breath to stay in the conversation, so 
I just focused on making it to the beach. The dune on 
the other side of the access tunnel didn't help, and I 
stopped at the top and let Sara down to catch my breath. 
The sound of the waves was clear here, and the cries of 
sandpipers and sea gulls carried on the wind.

"You can take that off now," I said, moving behind Sara 
and setting my hands on her hips. Kim leaned against 
her, one arm around her waist and watching avidly.

Sara laughed and tugged the blindfold, stuffing it into 
my pocket when she turned, an arm going around each of 
us and giving us an ecstatic kiss. She was beaming and 
holding back tears, and Kim grinned through each of her 
kisses.

"My favorite place in the world," she said, hugging us 
tight and giving me an even look. "I will be going in 
the water and dragging you with me, with or without this 
rope and dildo you have me wearing."

"No swimming," I said, ducking in to bite at her lip.

"No, no swimming. Just wading. We'll have to trust Kim 
with our shoes, though."

She narrowed her eyes at Kim and gave her an exaggerated 
shrewd look, and Kim grinned and saluted.

"I will keep them safe!" she said, then grabbed our 
hands and leaned toward the water, tugging us that way. 
"We have two hours for a walk before dinner, and you are 
totally not allowed to cum even though Mike says the 
rope will be super distracting. I thought the dildo 
might help distract you from it, and I so want to see if 
it does."

Kim grinned and I laughed when Sara whimpered, and she 
looked back and forth between us.

"Can we go slow? Please?"



Chapter 4

The high tide line was where we needed to stop so Sara 
could hold off an orgasm. Kim bounced back and forth 
while she waited, swinging her hand in Sara's. I had a 
thought and pulled her aside so I could whisper in her 
ear without Sara hearing.

"I want to push Sara's control with this walk," I said, 
and she gave me a, "Wut?" sort of look. "We haven't 
pushed her past her control limits lately, and I want to 
do that right now, see how long it takes. We'll stop for 
maybe the next two or three times she needs to, start 
walking again when she's ready, but then give her less 
and less time until we're not stopping. We're out in 
public, so that will make it even more intense for her."

Kim grinned and bounced, clapping her hands and giving 
me a kiss.

"Hee! I love it!" She leaned in next to my ear to 
continue. "She'll want to cum so bad by the time we get 
to the hotel I think all we'll have to do is tell her we 
love her."

I laughed and returned her kiss, then slid an arm around 
her waist and turned her back toward Sara.

"That's kind of the idea." Kim hopped forward to take 
her place at Sara's side again, and I pulled her against 
me to give her a kiss. "Ready to go, love?"

"As long as we go slow," she said, leaning her head on 
my shoulder when we started walking. "This crotch rope 
is insane after all the teasing you two've put me 
through this past week. I'm barely able to get one foot 
in front of the other right now because all I can focus 
on is my clit and the dildo."

"That was the point," I said, and she laughed and bit at 
my shoulder. "Like Kim was just telling me, we want you 
so worked up by the time we get to the hotel that all 
we'll need to do to make you cum is tell you we love 
you."

She hummed and tugged Kim toward her, ducking in to kiss 
her.

"I think you might just succeed with that, at this rate. 
I've either been so close to the edge or holding back an 
orgasm for so long now it's starting to hurt, but in a 
delicious kind of way. I'm not going to be able to hide 
how turned on I am if we're out here for long. I'm so 
fucking wet right now I almost want to cry."

"When it starts running past your knees, let us know."

"I want to see that!" Kim said, letting go of Sara's 
hands and prancing ahead to jump into an incoming wave.

The water only came up to her ankles, but she stomped 
her feet and kicked at the water and laughed like a 
little kid all the same. She squished back up to us, 
pants wet to her knees. She kicked one leg up in our 
direction, an arc of water coming off her shoe.

"See? We can totally match! I can be wet from the knees 
down and you can be wet between your knees and your 
pussy!"

Sara laughed and kicked sand at Kim, but she dodged 
backward and spun around, arms out to her sides. She 
bent down and fished out a half-buried sand dollar, 
surprisingly intact, beaming and holding it up for us to 
see.

"I love the beach! I can find so much awesome stuff. We 
totally need to find two more so we can each have one, 
and then we can match!"

"We'll keep an eye out," I said, shifting my arm around 
Sara's waist so my hand was at the small of her back, 
"but I'll be surprised if we find another whole one. 
Besides-" I tugged on the rope, putting pressure on 
Sara's pussy and clit, and she stumbled and gripped onto 
me, drawing in a sharp breath. "-We have our own 
treasure with Sara. She's more amazing than a sand 
dollar."

"And also needing to stop so I don't cum," she said, 
voice tight and her hand closing on my shirt. "I was not 
prepared for you to do that."

Kim grinned and scooted forward to wrap her arms around 
Sara, locking her in a kiss while she struggled to hold 
her orgasm. Sara's free arm went straight around Kim and 
dragged her close, holding her tight and returning the 
kiss with abandon, and I tugged again on the rope. She 
clutched at both of us as her knees buckled, and she 
caught her breath hard, holding it and her whole body 
going tense and shaking. Kim and I looked at each other 
and she grinned and nodded, and I tugged repeatedly.

Sara whimpered and started to sag, biting at my shoulder 
through my jacket to muffle her cries, all of her 
jerking as she lost control and her orgasm crashed 
through her. We tightened our grip on her when she 
started falling, and we were supporting her entire 
weight after a few seconds, holding her up for the next 
minute until she was able to stand on her own again.

"That didn't take as long as I expected it to," I said 
to Kim, Sara catching her breath against my neck.

"I so totally want to do that again," she said, leaning 
forward and kissing Sara's neck. "It's so much fun 
watching you cum, sis. Sorry we couldn't wait to get you 
to the hotel."

"You say that as if I'm going to complain," Sara said, 
lifting away from me to kiss Kim. "Now the problem is 
going to be cumming more and being even more sensitive 
with this rope and the dildo."

"What I'm hearing is keep you walking until you can't 
take another step without cumming," I said with a laugh, 
turning her to give her a kiss. "Or are you going to 
complain about having that many orgasms?"

She laughed and bit at my lip, smiling.

"When have I ever complained about having a lot of 
orgasms, love? If you really want to do me in, stand in 
the water with me and make me cum. You'll have to carry 
me back out, though."

I hummed and held her look, working my fingers under the 
rope to draw it tighter against her pussy and put more 
pressure on her clit.

"No passing out," I said, tugging hard on the rope and 
pulling her up onto her toes. She swore and clutched at 
me to keep from falling over, and Kim grinned, dropping 
to sit on the sand and untying Sara's shoes.

"I don't know if I can manage that." She shifted her 
weight to let Kim pull her shoes off. "I don't have any 
consistent signals for when that will happen."

"I guess you'll just have to not cum, then. It's a win-
win either way, right? Amazing orgasm or amazing tease."

She growled at me and poked me in the chest.

"Sometimes I think it's too easy for you to please me, 
but then I remember I like being easy for you two." She 
smiled and kissed me. "Get your shoes off, love. Come be 
the ocean with me for a bit."



Chapter 5

"Fuck, that's cold," I said when we stepped into an 
incoming wave, gasping and feeling my feet go numb. "I 
always forget about that."

"But it's the ocean," Sara said, pulling me farther into 
the water, the waves cresting just above her knees and 
dragging at her skirt. My jeans sucked up the water like 
a desert, creeping midway up my thighs. She stopped a 
few steps later and pulled my arms around her, nesting 
against me with a happy sigh.

"I feel like the ocean sometimes," she said after a few 
seconds, "vast and deep and tossing and beautiful and 
complex like nothing else can be. It's where I feel I'm 
at home."

"Except you're not frigid," I said, flexing my toes in 
the sand to make sure they were still there.

She laughed and moved my hand to the loop of rope across 
her belly, and I coiled my fingers around it when she 
turned her head to me.

"I brought you with me to keep me warm, you know. You 
and sis keep me from getting frigid, and I don't want to 
be."

I tugged the rope and she drew in a breath, rocking her 
hips back against me.

"It's easier to do that when we have a warm bed, you 
know."

She bit at my lip before turning back to watching the 
ocean, and I tightened my arm around her to hold her in 
place, pulling the rope while she rocked. I watched her 
over her shoulder when she started shaking, biting at 
her lip and whimpering, and then her breath caught and 
held as her orgasm crested toward culmination. 

I let go of the rope and slid my hand down the front of 
her skirt to close my fingers on the rope nested against 
her clit, and then she collapsed in my arms, strength 
going out of her legs, squeaking and her whole body 
twitching with each wave of her orgasm. I had to fasten 
my grip on the rope again and pull hard to bring her 
back to herself, and she managed to plant her feet 
before slipping into the water.

"I didn't think it would be that strong," she breathed, 
swallowing hard and turning unsteadily in my arms, 
clinging and shuffling along beside me. "I've wanted to 
cum in the ocean for years."

"Worth it?"

She gave a happy hum, smiling at Kim, who waited for us 
just above the tide line, beaming and with our shoes 
slung around her neck.

"Can I say it? I totally wanna say it," Kim said when we 
reached her, then took Sara's face in her hands. "We're 
still going to torture you with a walk on the beach."

"Shit!" Sara said, and Kim grinned. I laughed and she 
looked at me. "Can I have help walking, at least?"

"You can recover for a few minutes, but then we'll just 
hold hands like any other couple."

"Oh, you suck." She looked down the beach, taking a deep 
breath and steeling herself for the imminent torture. 
"We're not going to make it very far at all."

And we didn't. Of the two dozen people we passed on our 
walk, only one couple gave us any looks, and we agreed 
they probably had figured out what was going on. They 
went by without any interaction beyond polite smiles and 
greetings, though, but it was enough Sara had to stop 
shortly after and hang off me to avoid collapsing to the 
sand because of the orgasm that ripped through her.

"If they didn't know we're doing anything before," I 
said when she was able to stand on her own again, "they 
do now if they bothered to turn around to look while you 
were cumming."

"All these orgasms where people can see me are only 
making me worse," she breathed, looking around for Kim, 
who'd found something in the sand again and was digging 
at it.

"We know, which is why we planned this." I turned her 
for a kiss. "We want to see you happy."

"And also so horny I can't think straight?"

I laughed and started her walking, heading toward Kim, 
and she leaned against me and held tight, trying to 
minimize the stimulation between her legs. Kim looked up 
when we stopped beside her and grinned, hopping to her 
feet and rubbing sand off her hands.

"They totally watched you cum, sis," she said, looking 
after the couple who'd passed us and then back to Sara, 
who'd gone red. "I think they liked it, too. He totally 
grabbed her ass when they started walking again. You're 
so awesome hot you even get total strangers hot and 
bothered!"

Her grin widened and she pulled Sara away from me to 
hold her close and give her a long, deep kiss. She 
worked her hand under Sara's jacket and shirt to give 
the crotch rope a few tugs, and Sara trembled when she 
stopped, breathing hard and gathering herself back from 
the edge.

"If you two keep making me cum, I won't be able to make 
it back to the car," she said, looking between Kim and 
me.

"Yes you will, 'cause we know you can. And we need to 
start heading back so we can get foooooooooooood. We 
will totally need lots of energy for making you feel 
good and happy and stuff tonight."

"I'll finally get to have both of you?"

"Yep! As much as you want!"

"Or until we pass out," I said, sandwiching Sara between 
Kim and me and giving her a kiss when she turned toward 
me. "Whichever comes first. No drinks this time, 
though."

"I don't think we need drinks if it's just us. I'd hope 
we're past having inhibitions with each other."

"Me not liking dangly bits is totally not an 
inhibition," Kim said, sticking her tongue out at me, 
and I laughed. "But I brought those super awesome 
condoms just in case, 'cause I'm totally ok with getting 
the sex on with you if Sara wants to watch."

Sara hummed and slipped out from between us, taking 
Kim's hand and pulling my arm around her waist to get us 
moving back to the car.

"You know I won't ask you to do that, hon," she said, 
watching Kim bob along next to her. "How about we just 
let happen what will happen."

"Ok!" Kim leaned over and kissed Sara. "But I have 
ideas, and you will like them, because you like 
watching, and you like being watched, and I will combine 
these things into a super duper awesome fun session!"

Sara laughed and tugged Kim's hand to pull her closer, 
kissed her and bit her lip.

"I love you. I hope you know that."

"It's two ways."

Kim nodded and released Sara's hand to slip her arm 
around her waist, and we force walked Sara the rest of 
the way, holding her up when she wasn't able to contain 
her orgasms any longer. She was barely able to hold her 
feet under her when we reached the car, and I had to be 
her support while she leaned against the door and Kim 
undid the rope. She turned and muffled herself against 
my shoulder when the rope came away from her clit and 
Kim started rubbing it, working the dildo with her other 
hand. That orgasm did away with the remnants of Sara's 
strength for standing, and she clung to me.

"I so want a camera," Kim said, holding her hands up to 
frame Sara's pussy. "She's super red and swollen and wet 
and I totally want a picture, and I think you'd really 
like the rope marks."

"I knew we were forgetting something," Sara said, then 
gasped and started trembling when Kim pulled the dildo 
out of her, working her clit as she did. "Fucking 
sensitive! Need rest."

Kim held the dildo up, slicked and shining with Sara's 
juices, and started licking and mouthing it clean.

"Going to do the same with her?" I asked, and she shook 
her head, an almost comical gesture with the dildo half 
in her mouth.

"I want to leave her like that, so she can feel how wet 
she is and be this horny the whooooole time."

"I'm going to need to get a pad on, then," Sara said, 
running one hand through Kim's hair, "or I'm going to be 
ruining all the bottoms I brought before we're done 
tonight. I'm not that kind of exhibitionist that I want 
to just go around naked."

"The towel also needs to be cleaned, so there's nothing 
for her to sit on," I added, helping Sara sit and 
dropping a hand between her legs, holding her gaze. She 
was indeed swollen and so wet my fingers found no 
friction at all, making it easy to tease her clit. "Do 
you think you can get yourself cleaned enough with just 
your fingers you won't make a puddle on the seat?"

"So not happening with how runny I am right now," she 
said, her breath catching when I stopped my teasing to 
leave her hanging on the edge. "And you know teasing is 
only going to make it worse."

"Even if Kim uses her tongue?"

I smiled when her breath hitched. Kim recognized the cue 
immediately and closed her mouth on Sara's clit, and I 
shifted position so I could hold Sara's head between my 
hands, one in a fist in her hair and the other covering 
her mouth. She whimpered and gave me a pleading look, 
shaking and squirming under Kim's attentions.

"Give your pussy that orgasm," Kim said, a tone I hadn't 
her use before.

I glanced down at her as Sara's hands closed into fists 
in Kim's hair, Kim's mouth covering her pussy, and she 
exploded a second later, whole body spasming and her 
eyes rolling back. Her cries faded behind my hand along 
with her consciousness, and I cradled her as she slumped 
back onto the seat. Kim's grin was obvious even with her 
mouth still suctioned to Sara's pussy, and she pulled 
back after a few seconds, licking her lips and bouncing.

"I think she'll be set for a little bit now," she said 
between licks along Sara's thighs to clean up the rest 
of her juices. "I'll be done when she wakes up in a 
minute."

"Didn't you know the unspoken rule of not making our 
girlfriend pass out from cumming until the last night of 
our date?" I said, laughing and pulling the rope from 
around Sara's waist.

"You'll totally get to do it next time."

She nodded and ignored me to finish her cleaning job, 
and I put the rope and dildo away, climbing into the 
back seat with Sara shortly after she started to come 
around. She struggled weakly to push Kim away from her 
clit, but I grabbed her hands, leaving Kim free to push 
her back to the edge of orgasm. I stroked her hair when 
Kim stopped and climbed in on top of Sara to kiss her.

"I think I ruined my dinner," she said, grinning. "I ate 
my dessert first."



Chapter 6

The best place to get seafood is the coast, and there 
was no question that's what we wanted. The problem was 
where to go, and we checked into the hotel while we 
figured that out, which gave us a chance to clean up and 
change from our beach adventure. We eventually agreed on 
Crabby Cakes, known statewide to have the best clam 
chowder and whose sign featured an anthropomorphic cake 
shaking a cane at a trio of fleeing crabs.

"We can split a bowl of clam chowder," Sara said once we 
were seated, forestalling Kim wanting to get it for all 
of us. "I want to try other stuff. And see-" She reached 
across and flipped Kim's menu to the second-to-last 
page. "-They even have some sushi."

Kim bounced and clapped, crying, "Sushi!" before bending 
over the menu and studying it intently. She growled at 
it and turned back to the first page.

"All boring sushi, you mean. I am super disappoint."

"Hush your complaining and enjoy. You know it's all 
good."

"I knooooooow. It's so hard to decide! I want 
everything!"

"You can have one thing, a drink, and split a bowl of 
the clam chowder," I said, poking at her. "I only have 
so much money, and you wouldn't be able to eat all of it 
if you did order everything, anyway."

"Hush, Mr. Man. It is totally possible in my world."

She stuck her tongue out at me and went back to poring 
over the menu.

"I've been wanting to ask you two something," Sara said 
after we'd ordered. "It's been on my mind a while, but 
I've been sitting on it, giving myself time to think 
about it and figure out if it's something I really 
want."

"Both of us at the same time in a big sexy times three 
way?" Kim said, leaning forward and reaching for Sara. 
She made grabby hands at her breasts and Sara laughed, 
swatting her away.

"Besides that. I haven't said anything about it because 
I didn't feel like things were right yet, but I think 
they are now."

"What's on your mind, love?"

She scooted closer and leaned against me, laying her 
head on my shoulder and reaching a hand across the table 
to Kim. Kim took it and straightened one of her fingers 
to nibble on it, getting a smile from Sara.

"Do you remember what I said the first time you tied me 
up?" she said after a minute, looking up at me and 
keeping her voice low enough only we could hear her. 
"About owning me or being your slave or something like 
that?"

"You said you were my slave and wanted me to teach you 
what bliss is." I brushed her hair back behind her ear 
and kissed her. "It's the sort of thing that's not easy 
to forget."

"I remember you telling me about that," Kim said, 
dropping to the table and resting her chin on one of her 
arms. "I was jealous a lot because of it, but I got 
better."

"I know, and I'm sorry I hurt you. I never wanted to. I 
thought things would be ok because we'd talked about it 
so much. I'm so happy you're here right now, both of 
you, and not just because I want it. We're here 
together, because we want it, so I think I can say what 
I've been wanting and it will be ok." She pulled Kim's 
hand toward her and kissed her fingers, looked back and 
forth between us. "I want to be collared by both of you. 
I want something that shows I belong to both of you, 
that I'm willingly giving myself completely to you."

I blinked, not sure what to say. It wasn't that I didn't 
know what she was asking for and more I hadn't been 
expecting it would come up so soon. That it would have 
wasn't something I doubted, but this seemed fast. Kim 
seemed equally unsure what to say, having the same 
thoughtful look Sara got.

"I wasn't expecting you'd be asking about it so soon," I 
said at last.

"We've been together a year, and we've already been 
through a lot. We've made it through all of it and we're 
still together."

"It's not that. I just wasn't expecting it to come up."

"You already know I'll say yes, sis," Kim said, sitting 
up straight and leaning forward, "but I need time with 
Jor. She hasn't said anything, but I don't think she'd 
agree. She's not like Mr. Man." She looked at me. "I 
didn't think sis was right we could trust you knowing 
about us, but I think I understand now why she did. It's 
a lot different being with Jor."

"We'll help you with Georgia, hon," Sara said, drawing 
Kim's attention back. "We've already told her we're 
willing to talk with her about things."

"Everything except us, you mean."

"No, even if it means telling her about us. You know 
I'll do anything for you, but I don't want to worry 
about that right now. This is our weekend for us to be 
together, to be here for each other. I know you have 
Georgia, and Mike has Jen, and we all have Cindy, but 
we're here for us right now. Just us, so we can love 
each other. I don't want to ruin it with fighting."

"I'm not going to leave you even if we're so mad we're 
hitting each other, sis. Mr. Man, too, but I don't think 
he'd ever hit us."

"I'd sooner walk away than hit either of you in anger," 
I said, shaking my head. "Whatever mistakes we might 
make, it's not worth getting that angry about."

"This is why I feel safe with you," Sara said, 
straightening and giving Kim's hand a squeeze. "It's why 
I feel safe with both of you, and it's why I want to 
give myself to both of you and have you collar me. I 
trust you not to hurt and abuse me, or each other. It 
isn't in either of you to do that."

"You're going to keep pushing this until you get a 
straight yes, aren't you?"

She turned to me, leaning against the seat and raising a 
hand to flatten it against my chest. I covered it with 
one of mine.

"I love you, Mike. I feel whole with you like I feel 
whole with sis. I know you feel the same. This isn't a 
matter of the head. I want to know what your heart says, 
even if I'm pretty sure I already know the answer. Can 
you tell me yes with your heart? You're safe with me, 
and you know it."

I pulled her into me and held her, giving her a slow 
kiss, and she smiled when I pulled away. We looked at 
each other while I spent a few seconds forming my 
thoughts.

"I can say yes, and I would like to collar you, but it 
isn't something we can do this weekend. We don't have 
anything prepared, and it's usually something people 
spend a while discussing."

"We'll learn as we go."

"Can we get Cindy for witness?" Kim said, and we turned 
to her. "We'll need someone for that, right?"

"I was thinking her and Aaron. Are you ok with having 
them?"

"Yep! Aaron's cool. Kind of... I don't know. He's like 
some crazy smart detective from the movies or something 
who knows everything that's going on."

"I fully expect we'll get some blunt honesty from them 
both when we tell them," I said, and chuckled.

"I want that, too," Sara said, settling against me 
again. "Sometimes we need it."



Chapter 7

Our discussion tapered off when our food arrived, and we 
spent the next while eating and sharing what we'd each 
ordered. There was the clam chowder, of course, which 
disappeared first. Kim had ordered a halibut fillet and 
a side of calamari, Sara fish and chips, and me shrimp 
scampi and a salad side. All that remained when we were 
finished was Sara's chips, but there weren't enough left 
to bother taking them with us.

A slice of chocolate cheesecake and a good tip later we 
were back at the hotel, Kim grabbing Sara the instant 
the door thudded shut and driving her backward onto the 
bed, falling on top of her and holding her down. I 
watched, amused, for a few seconds and then pulled the 
condoms out of Kim's pack and tossed them onto the bed. 
I had to unlock Sara's legs from around Kim's waist to 
be able to haul Kim to her feet, and I reached under her 
to undo her pants. She kicked her shoes off and rocked 
her hips to help me, not breaking her kiss with Sara 
until I'd pulled her socks off.

"I am totally not supposed to be the first one naked!" 
she protested, flopping onto the bed away from me and 
dragging Sara's shirt up and off. "Sis is getting the 
first fuck of the night!"

Sara purred and arched up, reaching under herself to 
undo her bra and lifting her arms when Kim pulled that 
off, too. I had her shoes, socks, and panties off a few 
seconds later, leaving her skirt on.

"Get on the bed, love," I said, lifting her legs and 
turning her while Kim grabbed her under her arms and 
pulled her up toward the pillows.

I stripped quickly while Kim lost her shirt and bra, 
then flopped down next to Sara, her hand going 
immediately between her legs and pressing her into 
another kiss. I tossed one of the hotel towels at them 
and hauled the blankets and cover sheet down, forcing 
them to move. Kim stuck her tongue out at me while Sara 
set the towel under her ass, and I climbed onto the bed 
and spread Sara's legs, giving Kim more access.

"No cumming until Mr. Man cums in your pussy," Kim said, 
rubbing her fingers in a blur on Sara's clit, and Sara 
gave a strained hum of acknowledgment.

"Do you think she'll be able to handle that kind of 
teasing?" I said, sitting between Sara's legs and making 
myself comfortable. Kim just grinned, looking at me for 
a second when I slid a pair of fingers into Sara.

"I brought some toys, too," she said, turning back to 
Sara and caressing the fingers of her free hand over her 
cheeks, brushing away stray hairs and smiling. "If she 
cums too early, I put clamps on her clit. Right, sis?"

"Uh huh," Sara breathed, then gasped when I hooked my 
fingers against her g-spot and started finger fucking 
her.

She arched hard and clawed at the sheets, and Kim pulled 
her fingers away, leaving me free to take over while she 
latched onto Sara's breasts and nipples. Sara swore 
loudly when I sucked her clit into my mouth, her hands 
flailing aimlessly, trying to decide which of us they 
wanted more desperately to latch onto, and they returned 
to the sheets after a few seconds. I alternated between 
hard, rough sucking and tonguing and barely there 
touches, twisting and hooking and sliding my fingers in 
her while her pussy shuddered and twitched, straining 
toward orgasm she wasn't allowed to have yet. Kim's 
attentions gradually wandered upward to muffle Sara with 
a kiss, and she guided one of her hands between her 
legs, where Sara eagerly started her fingers working.

I bit down on Sara's clit when Kim started to cum, 
matching my bites to Kim's orgasm, and pulled back when 
Kim had come down. Sara panted and gave me a desperate, 
pleading look, her eyes shifting rapidly back and forth 
between my face and my cock hovering above her pussy. 
Kim cuddled up against her and trailed a hand between 
her breasts and down her stomach to start fingering her 
clit again, and I teased the head of my cock at her 
entrance.

"Please fuck me?" Sara begged, trying to rock her hips 
in a way that I'd slide into her. "I need you so fucking 
bad. Please. I want to be your toy. Please fuck me and 
cum in me. I need you in me, need to feel you cum."

"What do you think, Kim?" I said, grabbing Sara's thighs 
to hold her still, the head of my cock resting just 
inside her. "Is she ready to be fucked yet?"

She kept her attention on Sara when she answered, free 
hand caressing her face again.

"Not yet. She's still using full sentences. She can 
totally be teased a lot more."

"Ass it is, then."

Sara drew in a sharp breath at that and Kim grinned, 
replacing my cock with her fingers when I pulled away, 
fingering her while I put a condom on to avoid needing 
to clean between fucks. Sara squeezed her eyes shut and 
tried to level out her breathing, preparing for what she 
knew was coming, and I took my time working myself into 
her ass, going only a little deeper with each stroke. 
Kim didn't stop her fingers until I was completely in 
her, and then only to pull them out and return them to 
her clit when I started slowly fucking her.

"Mr. Man needs to cum in your pussy, sis," Kim said when 
Sara started streaming out 'please's. "That's when you 
get to cum. I know you can do that. Stop asking or I'll 
use a clamp and you won't get to cum at all."

Sara swore and whimpered, but nodded acceptance, her 
eyes squeezed shut and jaw clenched, and even fucking 
her ass I could feel the desperate clenching and 
spasming of her pussy as she fought her orgasm. I sped 
up in steps, giving her a dozen strokes before 
increasing my pace, and Kim leaned in close to Sara, 
speaking love and compliments and encouragement to her. 
She matched the speed of her fingers to the speed of my 
fucking, slowing as I sped up, until she stopped 
completely to grab a pillow and stuff it into Sara's 
mouth, nodding at me.

I pulled out of Sara's ass, which elicited a loud, 
plaintive cry that could only mean, "No, don't stop!" 
and pulled the condom off, then shoved hard into Sara's 
pussy, which got an equally loud cry with exactly the 
same meaning. Kim returned her fingers to Sara's clit 
and I started fucking her as fast as I could, orgasm 
building fast. 

I locked my grip on Sara's hips and lifted her up, 
slamming and holding in her when my orgasm finally hit, 
and my first spasm hadn't even finished when Sara's own 
exploded, her whole body jerking as it ripped through 
her and clamping my cock so hard my own orgasm went no 
further than that first spasm. The pillow muffled most 
of Sara's tapering screams, and I put as much of my 
weight as I could on my hips to keep her pussy from 
shoving me out.

Sara continued to pulse on me even as she went limp, and 
I shifted position so I was resting on my hands. Kim was 
grinning like a fool and jittering with glee, and she 
sat up to give me a deep kiss.

"I'm not giving her any time to gather her wits when she 
comes to," I said, rocking my hips and sliding mostly 
out of Sara before pushing back in. "She damn near 
crushed my cock and stopped my orgasm completely. I need 
you to kiss her and keep working her clit like you have 
been while I fuck her senseless again."

"Aye aye, captain!"

She grinned and saluted, settling against Sara again and 
I started fucking. Sara twitched and drew in a sudden 
breath a few seconds later, her head lolling toward Kim, 
who went to work. Sara moaned weakly against the 
stimulation, but it didn't take her long to start 
matching my rhythm and roll into another orgasm, moving 
her arms to hold to Kim and claw at her back. 

I managed to stave off my own orgasm for about ten 
minutes, the blunt stoppage of my first having done 
wonders for my endurance. Sara tumbled into her ninth or 
tenth orgasm when I finally hit mine, and hers ramped up 
when she felt me cumming. Kim hadn't let her out of the 
kiss to catch her breath at all, and she shivered into 
unconsciousness again when her orgasm's intensity 
increased.

"I'm almost jealous with how much she'll get to cum 
while we're here," Kim said while Sara was out, brushing 
her fingers through her hair and looking at her with 
unmistakable love.

"Is that a complaint?"

"No, but I need me some fun, too." She looked up at me 
and pointed at the condoms. "Do me doggy while I eat 
Sara?"

I laughed and grinned, giving her a salute.

"Aye aye, captain."

Kim tied her hair back while I cradled Sara until her 
consciousness returned again, stroking my fingers 
through her hair. She grabbed Kim and hauled her down to 
lay beside her opposite me, sandwiching herself between 
us and smiling contentedly.

"We're nowhere near done with you, love," I said, 
tilting her face up to mine.

She purred happily and groped behind her for one of 
Kim's hands, pulling it around to one of her breasts.

"Good. I want... I want anything and everything you're 
able to do to me, or want me to do. Whatever I can do to 
make you both happy and content. I love you two so 
much."

"I just want you to enjoy everything we're doing, sis," 
Kim said, kissing along Sara's shoulder and upper arm. 
"Tag team is super fun! Can you keep up?" She leaned 
over Sara's shoulder to peer at her.

She laughed and rolled to look at her sister and give 
her a kiss.

"Tag team might be the only way to exhaust my libido, 
hon. Or yours. Coming to with both of you fucking me was 
the most amazing thing ever. If you hadn't been forcing 
me to cum so much, I think I would have been crying with 
happy."

"This means you're having a good time, I take it?" I 
said, one hand kneeding her breasts and tweaking her 
nipples. She hummed and closed her eyes, placing one 
hand lightly over mine.

"This is heaven for me, giving myself to the people I 
love most in the world. I wish we could do this every 
day."

"Enough with the resting," Kim declared, sitting up and 
rolling Sara toward my crotch. "We need more giving of 
orgasms! Clean up time! And then he gets to do me doggy 
and you get to watch!"

I shifted position so Sara could get to my cock, and Kim 
drifted downward to latch onto her pussy again. Sara 
drew her legs up and I pressed them wider, watching Kim 
eat Sara and play with herself while Sara sucked me hard 
again.

"No cumming unless one of us is fucking your pussy," I 
told Sara, gathering her stray hair back, and she nodded 
and hummed. "Fingers and tongues don't count unless we 
give you permission."

She stopped and drew in a breath, then released my cock 
from her mouth and looked up at me.

"That's going to get harder-" Kim's slap to her pussy 
cut her short and made her jump, and I forced her legs 
wider to keep her from closing them. "Fuck!"

"Those are the rules, sis," Kim said, followed by a 
light bite to Sara's clit.

"We know you can hold better than you think you can," I 
added, caressing my fingers over her cheeks. "We're 
going to push you, and that's part of why you want us to 
collar you, isn't it? Because we know how to push you 
and when."

"Yes," she said, accepting, catching herself from 
latching her hand into Kim's hair when she started 
mouthing her pussy again.

"Then let yourself surrender, love, and just enjoy what 
we're doing. You can take our pushing, and we'll enjoy 
your squirming and torture just as much as you enjoy 
getting it."

"It's going to-" She stopped and whimpered, closing a 
fist into the sheet as Kim bit her clit again, and she 
squeaked out, "I'll try."

"No trying. You will hold, because it's what we want you 
to do, and you want to because you want to please us. We 
know you can. We want you wanting and desperate, and we 
know you enjoy it."

She squeezed her eyes shut while I was talking, holding 
as still as she could because Kim had started rolling 
her clit slowly between her teeth, probably pairing it 
with a lot of tongue teasing. I tilted her head so she 
was looking up at me, and she opened her eyes, giving me 
a look of distracted concentration.

"My orgasms belong to you," she said, voice hitching 
when Kim slid a pair of fingers into her, and she 
repeated it. "My orgasms belong to you and sis. I won't 
have any unless you say I can."

"Permission from both of us," Kim said, kissing just 
above Sara's clit and working her fingers hard against 
her gspot. "You need permission from both of us."

"Permission from both. My orgasms belong to you. No 
cumming without permission. No cumming. Pussy isn't 
allowed. Fuck. No... cumming."

Her head dropped back and her eyes screwed shut again, 
her body arching and her hands gripping hard into the 
sheet while she trembled. She breathed a stream of 
swearing through clenched teeth, fighting the orgasm Kim 
was doing her best to cause.

"Do you think she's ready?" I asked Kim, and she grinned 
when I pulled out a condom.

"Totally ready," she said, pulling back and giving 
Sara's pussy another sharp slap.

She turned around and positioned herself over Sara's 
face while Sara caught her breath and I rolled the 
condom on. She fell forward and planted her mouth firmly 
on Sara's clit again, and I leaned down and forced Sara 
to look at me.

"We want you to watch," I said, and she nodded. "I want 
you to play with Kim while I fuck her so we can give her 
the orgasms you're holding in."

She breathed a yes and lifted her hands to Kim's 
breasts, taking her nipples between her fingers when I 
pushed into her. Kim's moan was muffled against Sara's 
pussy, and Sara shifted one hand to Kim's clit. I felt 
her tighten and I held in her, letting Sara push her 
into orgasm, and then started to fuck her, slowly, both 
so I could last and to give her plenty of time to 
torture Sara.

I could feel Sara's attention to Kim's clit growing more 
frantic the harder she fought to hold her orgasm, which 
only fed Kim's own, but Kim refused to release Sara's 
clit from her mouth, which was the point I was waiting 
for.

I'd found a good pace that I could push my orgasm back 
when I felt it building, and I started slapping Kim's 
ass, which only fed her orgasms, making them even 
stronger. I took hold of her hips when they started to 
get too strong for me to shove back into her, just 
resting in her while her pussy pulsed, and eventually I 
couldn't ignore my legs protesting anymore. 

I grabbed her by her hair and hauled her head back, her 
protest short lived when I started pounding hard and 
fast into her. She panted and moaned with each thrust, 
her orgasms turning into a single, long climax from the 
double attack of my fucking and Sara's frantic fingering 
of her clit.

I pulled her upright by her hair and wrapped my arms 
around her, turning her to face me so I could give her a 
hard kiss, holding my orgasm until I had her firmly 
locked, and she pressed back into me as I spasmed in 
her. She gasped in a breath when I released her, 
dropping her weight forward again and looking over her 
shoulder at me.

"I think you enjoy getting rough," I said, out of 
breath. "Your pussy really enjoyed the spanking."

"How could you not know that, Mr. Man? I only showed you 
some of my favorite porno."

She gave me a shrewd look and squeezed my still half-
hard cock with her pussy, then pulled away and turned 
around, looking down at Sara, who was flushed and 
covered with sweat.

"How's our beautiful, perfect toy doing?"

"My pussy wants to cum so bad," Sara said, reaching up 
to roll the condom off my cock. "But the ache feels so 
good, too. I want both of you so bad."

"We have until noon on Sunday, love," I said, leaning 
over to grab the trash can for Sara. "We don't need to 
do everything tonight. There's time to deny you a lot 
more before we need to leave."

She purred and smiled, rolling onto her hands and knees 
and sucking my cock into her mouth. Kim ran her fingers 
up and down her back while she worked her mouth on me, 
and she had me cumming again in short order. She nipped 
the head of my cock when I started to go soft and fell 
back into Kim to be held, looking satisfied and content.

"And I get to have both of you," she said, twining her 
fingers through Kim's. "All mine."



Chapter 8

Something other than a full night's sleep was missing 
when I woke around six, and it didn't take long to see 
it was Kim. She had moved one of the desk chairs but 
wasn't using it, standing in front of the window and 
wearing her sisters night shirt, staring out at the 
ocean and the lightening sky. 

Sara had sprawled into the space Kim would have been in, 
making it easy to get out of bed without disturbing her, 
and I padded over to Kim. Her attention stayed on the 
view until I put my hands on her hips, and she gave me a 
brief glance, taking my hands and pulling my arms around 
her waist.

"You doing ok?" I asked, leaning her back against me.

"Doing that thinking thing," she said, unusually quiet.

"About what?"

"I don't know yet. Everything, I guess."

"Thinking about what Sara said about wanting us to 
collar her?"

She made a small sound and we stood together in silence 
for a bit.

"You're worried how things will go with Georgia, aren't 
you?"

"There's a lot I'm worried about, Mr. Man," she said 
after a minute. "I feel like I'm being pulled in half. I 
have Sara and you, and I love you to bits and pieces and 
stuff, but I want to be with Jor, too. She's so awesome 
I can't even explain it, but she wouldn't like this, so 
I can't tell her. She'd be super pissed even if I only 
told her you and me... you know."

"What do you want to do, then?"

"I don't know. Do that thinking thing, I guess. Can you 
let me do that? Like, stop asking stuff?"

"You'll be ok?"

"Yeah. I just have thinks to think."

I nodded and we returned to silence, and I eventually 
left her to use the bathroom and get another hour or two 
of sleep. She was curled around Sara when I woke up 
again, and Sara had draped one arm over her thigh to 
play her fingers along her pussy. I stopped her and 
kissed her fingers, and she gave my hand a squeeze, 
humming softly.

"That looks like a really awkward position," I said, 
moving around the bed and keeping my voice low to avoid 
waking Kim. "You sure rolling over to wake her up with 
orgasms wouldn't be easier?"

"This works better," she said when I laid down in front 
of her. "She always wakes up horny when I do this, and 
we have the most amazing sex."

"I think what you'll end up with is getting denied some 
more if you keep it up, maybe even use one of those 
clamps she said she brought and then we both take you 
before we head out and do some shopping and what not. 
Then you'd have permission to cum but not be able."

Her pursed lips and tightening of her thighs were more 
than enough to tell me she was trying to pretend she 
didn't find that thought alluring. I smiled and gave her 
a kiss, letting her imagination do the rest while I 
rinsed and wrung out my towel that I'd left soaking 
overnight. It needed to be run through the wash, but a 
sink full of hand soap was the best I had available 
until we got home.

Kim's wake up stretch groan drew my attention back, and 
I saw her directing Sara between her legs. I waited a 
few seconds for Sara's attention to get focused before 
coming over and leaning in to whisper in Kim's ear.

"Where'd you hide those clamps?" I asked, and her, 
"Front," was enough. I rooted in the front pocket of her 
pack and pulled out three screw clamps, then set to work 
attaching two of them to Sara's nipples. I moved behind 
her and started teasing her clit, working my fingers 
lightly around it and never touching it directly, which 
was the fastest way to get it as engorged as possible 
without using the pumps I'd bought.

"Remember you're not allowed to cum without permission 
unless one of is fucking your pussy," I said, and her 
hum of acknowledgment turned into a sharp breath when I 
licked her.

I held the clamp open with one hand and rolled her clit 
in my fingers with my other, then pinched and pulled, 
closing the clamp on as much of her clit as I could. She 
gasped and lifted her head, looking over her shoulder to 
give me a startled look. I smiled and tightened the 
clamp, giving it a few tugs after every turn.

"I did say this was likely to happen, love," I said when 
I was done with the clamp. "You have permission to cum, 
but will you be able to?"

"I want to watch!" Kim said, alight with glee. She 
scooted down so she was under Sara, taking her face 
between her hands. "Tell me fantasies while he does you, 
sis."

"Does this count?" Sara said, then caught her breath 
when I pushed into her, her pussy tightening on me, and 
she tried to keep her voice steady when I started 
fucking her. "I want... I want this. I want to, to not 
be able to cum when I can, allowed, but needing to, s-so 
bad."

She swallowed hard and Kim slapped her face lightly.

"Look at me, sis. Tell me sexy things."

Sara nodded and whimpered, timing her breathing to 
counterpoint my strokes. I wasn't going fast enough to 
cum anytime soon, wanting to torture her with this for a 
bit, and Kim's added layer of tease made it even more 
fun.

"I... Fuck! So close... So close... I want to, to be 
teased for days. I want, want to be kept on the... 
Fuck." Her head sagged and she whimpered, and Kim 
slapped her again, getting her back into focus. "Fuck. 
Close. Hurts so much."

She tensed hard on my cock, trying desperately to push 
herself over the edge, but it didn't work. Kim grabbed 
the clamps on her nipples and twisted them, pulling 
hard, and Sara started shaking. She whined when I 
stopped and just held in her, but she stayed still, 
probably knowing that if she tried rocking back into me 
I'd pull out.

"I want to be kept on the edge until it hurts," she 
continued when she had her breath back, and I started 
fucking her again, faster now. "I w-w-want to not kn-
know when I'll cum again, and th-th-then be forced to c-
c-cum all d-day. Fuck! Please? Please?"

"Please what?" I said, giving her ass a hard smack.

"P-Please take c-c-clamp off s-s-s-s..." She managed a 
deep breath, and Kim held her face so she couldn't look 
back at me. "Please t-take the clamp off s-so I can 
cum?"

"That wasn't the rule for this, sis," Kim said, lifting 
up to kiss Sara. "You have to cum with the clamp on."

"I c-can't."

"You have before," I said, taking hold of her hair and 
pulling her up to me. I had to stop fucking her, but I 
reached around and teased my finger over what was still 
exposed of her clit to compensate. "If you're worked up 
enough, you can cum this time, too. If you don't, maybe 
we'll just tease you some more and try again."

Her pussy tightened on me and I smiled, her tense nod 
agreeing with what her body'd already told me. I let her 
go and Kim took hold of her again, pulling her into a 
kiss that she held while I fucked her. Kim reached down 
after a minute and started stroking the clamp on Sara's 
clit, which made her pussy tense further but still 
wasn't enough to push her over the edge. 

I gripped her hips and pounded into her as hard and fast 
as I could, holding in her when I came and feeling her 
tighten a bit more. Her pussy was still twitching and 
trying to cum when I pulled out, and I rolled her off 
Kim onto her back to lay on top of her. She immediately 
wrapped her legs around my waist and arms around my 
neck, clinging to me and giving me a desperately hungry 
look.

"That was your warm up for the day, love," I said, and 
gave her a light kiss. "Catch your breath so I can kiss 
you until you have yourself under control again."

She nodded and closed her eyes, and I waited until her 
breathing had evened out before locking her in a slow 
kiss. I felt Kim move around behind us after a few 
minutes, which was long enough she could safely remove 
the clamp from Sara's clit without having her cum when 
it came off. She growled when I pulled out of the kiss 
and drew her nails across my shoulders.

"You keep coming up with more and more evil ways to 
tease me," she said, darting up to bite at my lip. "That 
sucked so fucking bad but I loved every damn second of 
it. Just don't tell me if you're going to do it again so 
I can enjoy it more."

"Duly noted, but sometimes we need to surprise you with 
doing exactly what we said we would."

"Like with shopping!" Kim chirped, bouncing off the bed. 
"You did mention shopping, right?"



Chapter 9

There weren't a lot of places interesting enough to 
spend much time in for shopping, though we did find a 
tiny shop with fantastic taffy. Kim, naturally, bought 
two pounds of the stuff, getting some of every flavor. 
We eventually ended up back on the beach, Kim with her 
jacket pockets full of taffy and Sara with the crotch 
rope back on, though not as tight. The sky was 
surprisingly clear, but it was humid enough despite the 
breeze the horizon was hidden in white.

"Did you mean it when you said you'd help me tell Jor?" 
Kim asked as we were heading back to get lunch.

"I'll do anything you need me to, hon. If that means 
helping you tell Georgia, I will. I'll stand by you no 
matter what." She stopped and turned Kim to her. "I 
don't want to give you up, sis. I love you too much, but 
if you need that to be happy, I'll let you go, even if 
it tears me apart. I will be whatever you need me to be, 
hon, just as long as I don't lose you."

Kim just nodded, and Sara stepped forward to give her a 
tight hug, then let go only enough she could pull back 
to look at her.

"Will you be able to tell me if that's what you need?"

"I don't know. I'm still thinking."

I set a hand on Kim's shoulder and squeezed, and she 
looked at me.

"I'm here for you, too, so Sara's not the only one 
willing to support you," I said, and Kim nodded.

"You're not ready to talk yet," Sara said. "Let it sit 
for now, ok? This is our time together, right now, and I 
want us all to enjoy it while we're here. I'm always 
going to love you, and it doesn't matter what happens."

"You just like how I tease you, silly."

Kim grinned and gave her a quick kiss, but her show only 
lasted a few seconds, and she attacked Sara with a full-
on kiss, which went on until Kim had spent her tension a 
few minutes later. They clung together, Kim with her 
face hidden against Sara's shoulder.

"I don't want to hurt you, sis," she mumbled, muffled. 
"I don't. I don't I don't I don't. Why do you have to be 
so awesome and make me love you so much?"

It seemed like she wanted to say more but stopped 
herself, instead squeezing tight on Sara before letting 
her go. They looked at each other, Sara either waiting 
or trying to figure out a response and Kim wrestling 
with whatever was going on in her head, and it was Kim 
who reached her resolution first.

"I want to collar you," she said, confident in her 
decision. "I do. No silly. No bouncy. I really, truly, 
super duper do. Even..." She sighed and frowned at 
herself. "My words are being dumb. You are super awesome 
amazing and I want you forever and ever. You're my best 
friend and my bestest sister and..."

"I'm your only sister, silly," Sara laughed and gave her 
a kiss, her smile growing the longer Kim talked. "Yes is 
all you needed to say."

"Hush." Kim stuck her tongue out at her. "You're my best 
friend and my bestest sister and my first love and no 
matter what happens, I will always love you. I do want 
to collar you."

"We do have a room," I said, only Sara looking at me, 
"if you want to consummate the decision with lots of 
teasing and sex."

"We will tonight," Kim said, nodding decisively. "And I 
want to find a collar when we get home."

"What about you, love?" Sara asked, smiling when Kim 
kissed her cheek. "I know you said yes last night, but 
it wasn't... it was reserved."

"I don't think I can give you a yes to match Kim's, but 
yes." I put an around her waist and kissed her, and she 
smiled, somehow both shy and giddy at the same time. "I 
think being here together is exactly what we needed, and 
I think Kim and I have finally found how to work 
together."

"You've definitely done that, if how you've been teasing 
me says anything." She kissed us both. "It amazes me how 
you've gone from fighting over me to not even needing to 
talk to agree on things to do to me, but I don't want 
you to stop. I want more, and I want you to keep 
surprising me."

"More teasing? We can so totally do that!" She hopped 
once in our arms, then leaned backward to try and get us 
moving. "But we need fooooooooood! Delicious 
foooooooooood!" She tumbled out of our grasp and gave me 
her puppy dog look. "Can we go to Crabby Cakes again? 
Pretty, pretty please with me on top and Sara in the 
middle?" Her eyes went even wider and she pointed at 
Sara, still looking at me. "Ooh! We could get chocolate 
syrup! We should totally get chocolate syrup, and then 
we could really make her dessert!"

"As much as I like the idea, I'm not sleeping in 
chocolate syrup. We'll have to save that for when we're 
home, and then we can tie her up if she's too slippery."

Kim deflated with a dramatic sigh and a, "Phooey..."

"Crabby Cakes sounds really good to me, too. There's 
still things on their menu I want to try, and we weren't 
able to get them all last night."

"Like their clam chowder! So much yum!" She grabbed our 
hands and pulled again. "Come oooooooooon! We need 
fooooooood!"



Chapter 10

For all their questionable palatability based on their 
descriptions, clam and shrimp lasagna and sweet BBQ tuna 
proved to be amazingly tasty, and we had even less left 
over when we were done eating than we'd had the night 
before. It was the middle of the afternoon when we left 
Crabby Cakes, but we headed back to the hotel anyway to 
spend the rest of the day teasing Sara, since we wanted 
to see just how worked up we could get her. Without 
successfully clamping her clit we been torturing her and 
we'd decided we didn't want to let her cum until after 
midnight. That gave us the opportunity to fulfill, to 
some extent, the fantasies she'd told us that morning.

We'd had her on the edge for about four hours when we 
finally let her rest and collect herself, and Kim and I 
made a trip to the ice machine together while I ordered 
food. We had an hour yet to midnight and had burned 
through all the energy from lunch, and pizza was the 
only thing available at such a late hour.

"We need to figure something out," I said once I was off 
the phone and Kim was done filling the ice bucket. "She 
wants us to decide when she gets to cum, but it needs to 
be both of us. I don't want to deny her indefinitely, as 
much as she'd probably enjoy the teasing."

She looked down the hall toward our room, considering, 
then turned back to me.

"I want to make her cum tonight, but not until midnight. 
I don't know after that. You're better at long plans 
than me."

"I'm thinking we should do a New Year's party with Cindy 
and Aaron, but keep Sara on denial until New Year's 
after tonight. That's as much as I've thought out right 
now."

"She's going to be super duper crazy horny if she 
doesn't get to cum for that long. That's, like, three 
months or something."

I laughed and said, "Seven weeks to the day. Not even 
close to three months, but I think the thought of 
scheduling three months without an orgasm would get her 
crazy horny by itself. But I don't want her to know how 
long she has until she gets to cum again. That was one 
of the things she said this morning, that she wants to 
not know."

She plucked an ice cube out of the bucket and popped it 
into her mouth, crunching on it while she thought, 
attention focused down the hall.

"I want her to be teased every day," she said when she'd 
finished the ice. "The teasing drives her crazy, but it 
keeps her from going crazy. Does that make sense? It 
makes sense to me."

"That's a good idea, and I like it." She gave me a 
stupid grin and hopped. "Teasing every day and she 
doesn't get to cum again until New Year's. I think 
that's enough for now?"

"We can add stuff later, right?"

"Naturally."

"Awesome possum!" She bounced and spun, twirling and 
dancing down the hall back to our room, stopping in 
front of our door and leaning forward to peer at me. 
"What if we're not able to tease her?"

"She'll do it herself. It will test her control, and it 
will be pretty easy for us to know if she failed."

"It totally will! I like this idea. I like it a lot." 
That last said like Forrest Gump.

I laughed and moved her out of the way to open the door, 
and we teased Sara with the ice until the pizza arrived, 
telling her about the tease and denial while we ate.

"Can I be tricky and ask if the number of orgasms I get 
tonight has any relation to how long until I get to cum 
again?" she asked when we'd finished.

"None at all," I said, grabbing another slice.

"Totally no relation, sis. We want you to have as many 
as you can and enjoy yourself."

"I'll be able to cum without permission tonight?"

"Yep! Have a bajillion zillion orgasms! And maybe we'll 
have a few less than that, but still have lots. We like 
torturing you, but too much isn't fun, and we want it to 
be fun, see."

"We also need to talk with Cindy and Aaron about having 
them be witness for collaring you," I said, trying and 
failing to get an ice cube into my bottle of soda. 
"Maybe next weekend? My parents will be out for the 
weekend, so my place would be free if she's not willing 
to do it at hers."

"I want to talk with her about that. I think she'd be... 
I don't think she'd be as likely to get upset if it's me 
bringing it up. I think she'll understand a lot about 
why I want to do it, and why you two agreed. And Aaron 
would probably have pretty good ideas for ceremonies or 
whatever, if we want to do that. I wouldn't want 
anything elaborate. Just formal."

"Big is only good for toys," Kim said with a nod. "And 
desserts. Especially desserts."

Sara laughed and peered at her.

"Are you saying I'm big, sis? You've been eating me for 
dessert a lot this weekend."

"That's so not what I meant! I meant like ice cream or 
cake or something. You're size awesome, and you're my 
favorite dessert."

"So I'm a big dessert?"

"Yes! I mean-" She stopped and gave Sara a shrewd look. 
"Wait just a gosh durn minute. I see what you're up to, 
missy. You're the biggest dessert I can eat. So there." 
She stuck her tongue out at her and nodded, almost 
getting pizza all over her shirt when she went to cross 
her arms.

"I think I'll accept that save. I love being your 
dessert, and you can eat me whenever you want."

"Yay!" She put her pizza down and clapped her hands, 
bouncing happily.

"We were also thinking about talking with Cindy and 
Aaron about having a New Year's party at their place," I 
said, trying to get the conversation back on track. 
"Think you'd be up for that?"

Sara took a moment to consider, finishing half a slice 
before saying anything.

"That's still almost two months away. Why start planning 
now?"

"Cindy's not big on surprises, so it's better to start 
planning sooner than later."

"That's true. I think it would be fun, if she's alright 
for it. I expect she'll provide drinks and there will be 
much with the sex."

"I see no bad ideas with what you just said," Kim said, 
swaying side to side and pumping her fists in front of 
her in some sort of impromptu dance. "We could totally 
super tease you with Cindy and Aaron helping, and you'd 
be so crazy horny you couldn't even remember your name!"

Sara laughed and hummed, drifting momentarily into 
distracted fantasy.

"I think I might like that a little bit too much, all my 
favorite people having fun with me. I wouldn't say no, 
mind you, not in a million years."

"I think living that long would suck. It would get 
boring after a while."

"Even if you had me to play with?" Sara nudged Kim and 
gave her a look.

"I think we would totally drive each other crazy in a 
not fun kind of way. Totally not what I want." She 
leaned over and kissed Sara, bit her lip. "I think being 
crazy for each other like a sun is better."

"Stars burn for billions of years, so you'd rather live 
longer?"

Sara bit back a laugh at Kim's off-guard look.

"That's so not what I meant! I was trying to be poetic 
or something."

"Burn bright but burn fast?" I said, tossing my empty 
soda into the trash.

Kim lit up and pointed at me.

"Yes! That's the one! Only not so much with the fast 
part. See? You two know all sorts of stuff."

"You know it, too, hon. Your brain just runs a million 
miles an hour and it all gets mixed up and doesn't come 
out right because it's never in the same spot twice."

Kim went quiet momentarily, thinking about that.

"No, I don't think that's right. I think it's all just 
tossed into piles and I don't have a map or something. 
It's like I go looking for a tv and I get a chicken."

"Not sushi?" I asked, scooting over to lean Sara against 
me, and she smiled and settled her head on my shoulder.

"Only when I'm hungry. Which is, like, all the time."

"You better be leaving room after all that pizza to eat 
your dessert, sis," Sara said, smiling and extending one 
leg to run her toes along Kim's thigh. "Or are you going 
to be too full for dessert?"

"Nope! I will totally have room left to eat you! Ooh! 
Idea!" She pointed at me, bouncing. "You should totally 
warm her up for me! Get her really wet and stuff so I 
have lots to lick up."

"I think that's the easiest thing you've ever asked me 
to do," I said, laughing, and got to my feet, hauling 
Sara with me and then pushing her backward onto the bed.



Chapter 11

Being after midnight, I was careful to avoid letting 
Sara cum until Kim had finished eating, and she didn't 
seem in any hurry. She'd moved the pizza to the window 
table and taken a seat to watch, idly playing with 
herself while I teased Sara, holding her in a kiss and 
slapping her pussy every time I stopped her on the edge.

"Holding hurts," she panted after a few minutes of being 
edged, squirming under me. "Please? You said I could."

"Kim wants to play with you," I said, circling a finger 
slowly around her clit, barely touching it. "And she 
wants you wet and runny, and you want your orgasm to be 
as good as it can get, don't you?"

"I like all orgasms." She gasped and arched when I 
started flicking her clit, whimpering and crying out 
when I stopped a few seconds later to leave her on the 
edge again. "And I like being teased, but it hurts so 
much right now. I need to cum so bad. Please let me 
cum."

I glanced at Kim when she stood, and she held a finger 
up to her mouth, miming with her other hand wearing a 
strap-on.

"You remember how we started our stay here?"

"You had me wear the blindfold all the way here?"

"Not that. Here in the room."

She purred, turning her head to look at Kim when she 
started the water running to wash her hands. I turned 
her back to me and held her to keep her from seeing what 
Kim was digging for in her pack. She gave me a wistful 
smile, purring.

"You both took me and had me hold my orgasm until you 
came in my pussy, and made me pass out twice. It was one 
of the best things you've ever done to me. I won't be 
forgetting that at all."

"We're going to do some variation on that." I bit at her 
lip, keeping half my attention on Kim, who'd moved 
behind me so Sara couldn't see what she was doing. 
"You're going to get fucked and your clit will be played 
with like before, but you're going to hold your orgasm 
and count strokes, starting at a hundred. You get to cum 
when you reach zero, but if you miss or repeat a number, 
you have to start counting from the beginning."

"Oh fuck, that's impossible. You know I can't 
concentrate like that."

"So not true, sis. We know you can."

Kim grabbed my free hand and put the remote vib's remote 
in it, which Kim had put on under the strap-on. I 
laughed and started teasing Sara's clit again while Kim 
climbed between her legs and positioned the strap-on. 
Sara whimpered, biting her lip and watching Kim tease 
her, struggling to keep from wrapping her legs around 
her and pull her into her when she started pressing 
forward, taking her time filling her up. She stopped 
there, waiting for Sara to stop trembling.

"Ready to start counting, sis?" she asked, and Sara gave 
an immediate nod.

Kim grinned and started fucking her a second after I 
flicked the vib on, and I matched the speed of my 
fingers on her clit with Kim's. Kim kept an even pace, 
forcing Sara to keep counting even when she pleaded 
otherwise, one count every two or three seconds every 
time Kim bottomed out, and she only made it to eighty 
before she had to start again. 

She swore and arched up, one hand clawing at my back and 
the other fisting into the sheet, and I took the 
opportunity to toss the remote aside and grab Sara's 
free hand so I could hold it, making sure she was mostly 
immobile.

Sara made it a little further with each round because 
Kim's increasingly frequent orgasms slowed her down, and 
she burst into brief, desperately frustrated tears when 
she stumbled after repeating four. Kim and I both 
stopped when that happened, and I gave her a long kiss 
to calm her down.

"I think that was close enough for now?" I said, looking 
up at Kim, who grinned, and I shoved her backward. Her 
surprised cry matched Sara's cry of anguished 
disapproval at being suddenly empty. "I also think she 
needs a good fuck from both of us after so much teasing, 
with her in the middle. Sara, get on your sister. You 
can cum once I'm in your ass."

She gasped and moved faster than I'd ever seen her, 
almost tackling Kim and wrestling her down, gripping her 
wrists and attacking her with a vicious kiss after 
impaling herself on the strapon again. I almost laughed, 
pulling Sara's head back instead and turning her to look 
at me.

"Can you be quiet?"

"No. Fuck me. Just fuck me. Let me cum."

I kissed her and turned her back to Kim, biting the back 
of her neck before Kim bunched a hand into Sara's hair 
to drag her back down to lock her in a kiss. Sara moaned 
a protest but didn't try to fight the muffling, and I 
positioned myself and pushed. Sara managed to hold her 
orgasm long enough I was completely in her, and then her 
whole body jerked and shuddered with her explosion. 
Kim's kiss didn't do much for muffling, but I don't 
think any of us cared, since Sara's screams didn't last 
long before she passed out.

We started fucking her properly once she started to come 
around, and she shifted to cling tight to Kim, biting at 
her shoulder and somehow managing to keep her cries to a 
reasonable volume despite her orgasms coming so close 
together they effectively didn't stop. It didn't take me 
long to cum, but between Sara's constant orgasms and 
being so worked up from the day spent teasing her, I 
wasn't about to go soft any time soon. I came twice more 
before I couldn't keep going, at which point Sara was a 
limp and incoherent mess and Kim wasn't much better.

"Battery died," Kim breathed, groping blindly and half-
heartedly for the remote. "Still cumming because dildo. 
Need breath."

I nodded and pulled out of Sara, rolling her off her 
sister with barely a protest, and then flopped onto the 
bed beside her. Sara managed to roll onto her side after 
a first failed attempt, cuddling into Kim and wandering 
one hand to between her legs, working her fingers under 
the strap-on and vib to find her clit. 

Kim let out a long moan, arching and rocking her hips 
against Sara's attentions, and I managed to somehow 
climb over them both, attaching my mouth and fingers to 
Kim's nipples. Her moaning got louder when I started 
biting and pinching, and Sara found the energy somehow 
to drag the strap-on and vib down and off, giving her 
free access to Kim's pussy.

It didn't take long before we each had our mouths on her 
nipples, Sara working her clit while I fucked her with 
the dildo, and she clutched her hands to the backs of 
our heads, squirming beneath us. Sara was the one who 
stopped the action on Kim after I don't know how long, 
and Kim whined in protest.

"I can keep going," she said, out of breath, rolling her 
head to look back and forth between us. "Why'd you 
stop?"

"Because we'd be going all night and all day," Sara 
said, kissing along her shoulder to her mouth. "I know 
we can't make you pass out like I do. I don't want to 
stop, either, but we need to rest so we can get home 
tomorrow. Today. Whatever."

"Lots of caffeine and stuff. I want you. I want to love 
you all day and all night and forever and ever." She 
shifted to look at me. "You too, Mr. Man. I think I'm 
finally ok with you, but I still think your dangly bits 
are funny. I'm still totally les, so don't get any funny 
ideas."

I laughed and kissed her, brushing fingers over her 
cheek.

"I don't think this threesome we have would be the same 
if you weren't," I said, trailing fingers down her neck 
and chest. "As long as we're comfortable with each 
other."

"I'll love his dangly bits enough for both us. How's 
that sound, hon?"

"You can have them all to yourself, but I might want to 
share sometimes. Like today."

Sara hummed and nestled up against Kim, resting her head 
on her chest and circling fingers around her nipples, 
smiling.

"I'll share anything with you, whatever you need. I'll 
be yours forever, because I love you."



Chapter 12

I set my alarm for ten so we'd have plenty of time to 
wake up and get ourselves ready before needing to check 
out of the room. It was a slow process, but we vacated 
on time and went by Crabby Cakes again before heading 
home. Sara called Cindy once we were out of the 
mountains and had consistent signal, talking with her 
about getting collared. She didn't put the conversation 
on speaker, so the half of it we were able to hear 
seemed very back and forth on Cindy's part.

"What'd she say?" I asked once Sara was off the phone. I 
glanced at her in the mirror.

"Mostly that she'd rather talk about it in person, so 
I'm going to go see her after school tomorrow. She 
really wants to make sure it's what I want and I'm 
taking it seriously and all that. I think she thinks I 
haven't been thinking about it for a while and haven't 
tried to find information."

"That's silly," Kim said, nodding. "You find information 
about everything. I don't know how your brain hasn't 
exploded yet because you read so much."

Sara laughed and gave Kim a push.

"I have a really good filing system in my head, that's 
how. But I can understand why she'd be worried about it. 
It's really not much different than wanting to get 
married, only without all the stupid legal strings 
marriage has."

"In that light, it might be good for her to see all of 
us," I said, glancing in the mirror again. "One of her 
biggest problems with letting herself get close with us 
has been how Kim and I have clashed so much, especially 
where you're concerned. We seem to have worked out most 
of that, so that might help get her to agree to helping 
out, being able to see we've found an equilibrium."

"She did say she's off work tomorrow, so we might be 
able to see her then."

"I totally want to see her and tell her about our 
weekend," Kim said, leaning into Sara and staring at her 
until she looked at her, then gave her a kiss. "Maybe we 
could even group tease you. I think that would be super 
fun."

Sara hummed and smiled, returned the kiss and said, "One 
thing at a time, hon. We have lots of time for fun 
later. We need to go at Cindy's speed if we want to 
include her, and I think collaring me would be all she 
can handle right now."

"Phooey." Kim deflated and sighed, then straightened and 
pulled Sara over into her, giving her breasts a good 
squeeze. "Can I say something?"

"I always want to hear what you have to say, sis. You 
know that."

"I know, but a lot of it's silly, and sometimes you let 
me talk just because, even when you don't really care 
about whatever. But I think this is super duper uber 
ultra important and you need to know it."

Sara smiled and laughed, kissed her.

"You love me?"

"Super mega bunches and bunches, with lots of sparkles 
and rainbows and happy stuff! Because you're super 
awesome and the bestest sister ever."

"I love you, too, just as much. Maybe not as sparkly, 
but just as much. You've made me so happy being yours."

Kim grinned and beat Sara to a kiss, working a hand 
under Sara's skirt to play with her. Sara purred, 
closing her eyes and melting into Kim and her breathing 
deepening as Kim teased her toward orgasm, stopping and 
shoving her back upright once she was on the edge. Sara 
trembled and took a few deep breaths to collect herself, 
drawing her nails along her thighs.

"How long until we're back in town, Mr. Man?"

"About half an hour, I think. What're you thinking?"

"Yay!" She bounced and did a little side-to-side dance, 
getting a laugh from Sara. "I want to watch you play, 
sis. I want to know how many times you can edge before 
we get home."

Sara made no effort to argue, just grabbed the towel 
with one hand and worked her panties down with the 
other.

"How long do I need to stop between each one?"

"Get as many as you can."

"No riding the edge," I said, looking at Kim in the 
mirror. "That's just one long edge."

Sara nodded and scooted forward as much as her belt 
would allow, leaning her head back and closing her eyes 
when she started her fingers working. Kim twisted almost 
sideways to watch, and I had to content myself with 
listening, pulling off to the back roads to minimize the 
problem that caused with focusing on driving. This meant 
the last stretch of the return trip was closer to forty-
five minutes than thirty, but that had never been a 
problem before and wasn't one this time, either.

Sara was whimpering, squirming, and panting heavily by 
the time we crossed the bridge into downtown, and Kim 
pulled her hands away from her pussy. Sara squeezed them 
hard, her hips rocking uncontrollably in a futile effort 
to find more stimulation for her desperate pussy.

"Sixty-seven," she said when she was able to talk again. 
"You have no idea how hard that was. My pussy aches so 
bad now and my clit hurts every time my heart beats."

"Does that sound like a good start, Mr. Man?" Kim asked, 
extracting one of her hands and poking my arm. "I think 
you have a better idea how many she can do than me."

"That's a little more than I was expecting," I said, 
reaching back and stroking Sara's calf while I was 
stopped at a light. "She can manage to edge about every 
forty-five seconds, so this tells me either she's still 
really worked up or it's easier for her to edge the 
longer she's doing it."

"A lot of both," Sara said, carefully pulling the towel 
from under her ass and wiping herself dry. "I'm half 
regretting telling you two how much I love being denied. 
I didn't get to cum as much as I needed while we were on 
our date, but I also love that I didn't. Tease and 
denial is a really horrible, delicious love hate kink."

"You have a while to love hating it, then," I said, 
giving her leg a squeeze before returning my attention 
to driving. "We have many plans for you, and none of 
them involve you getting orgasms any time soon."

"Last night was my last orgasms for how long? Until you 
collar me?"

"Totally not saying," Kim said, pulling Sara over to 
kiss her. "Know why? 'cause you said you didn't want to 
know, that's why."

"I did say that, didn't I?" She laughed and smiled, 
chagrined. "You both suck so bad, but I love you so much 
for it."



Chapter 13

I had homework that needed doing once I was home, which 
had to wait until after dinner with my parents, letting 
them know how things went and what the plan was with 
Sara. My mom threw me off when she made out a list of 
websites for finding collars, but I didn't think to ask 
how or why she would know them, nor did it occur to me 
until later to wonder why neither of them questioned the 
development in my relationship. I had no interest in 
getting to know my parents' sex lives, so contented 
myself with explaining it away as my mom picking up the 
knowledge because of being a counselor.

The next day was just as busy as the last few weeks had 
been, end-of-semester projects getting started, and then 
the appointment at the college to discuss enrollment and 
get the whole paperwork mess rolling along. It turned 
out I needed one of my parents involved with the 
process, so we covered what we reasonably could without 
them and I went home with a stack of papers to pore over 
with them.

That taken care of, I called Cindy.

"Hey, lover," she said, out of breath. "I was wondering 
if one of you would call today."

"I thought you might be. I've been busy with enrollment 
stuff at the college. Did I interrupt something?"

She made a half-hum and gasped, apparently taking a 
drink.

"No. I'm working out, keeping my aikido in shape. 
Nothing sexy. I'm guessing you three want to come over 
and talk about what Sara told me yesterday, you and Kim 
collaring her?"

"Yeah, we were hoping we could, since you're our point-
woman for stuff like that. Sara and I have done our 
reading, but you have the experience, or Aaron does if 
you don't, and we'd like you to help and maybe witness, 
if you're ok doing that."

"I'm not sure you understand what you're asking, lover. 
I don't think I said that to Sara when we talked 
yesterday, but collaring someone is a really big deal."

"No, I get that, which is why we want to talk with you. 
We talked about it a lot while we were on our date, but 
we recognize it's a big step, and we trust you to be 
honest with us if we're making mistakes."

She laughed and then went quiet, and I heard the crumple 
of a plastic bottle before she spoke again.

"I'm too honest sometimes, lover. This might be one of 
those times. You need to know you're walking into a 
fucking minefield by coming to me about this."

"Oh, we know. Believe me, we know, but we think it might 
actually be ok this time. There's a lot we worked out on 
our date. Not everything, but I think that's normal for 
any relationship. That's another reason we want to see 
you, so you can see that, because we know that's been a 
problem for you about getting close to us."

"Now you're sounding like a manipulative asshole 
boyfriend. I'm giving you a pass, because I know you 
mean well and don't have the experience to know when to 
shut the fuck up, but sometimes your ability to say the 
right thing goes right out the fucking window."

"This is sounding like you're not sure if you want us 
over tonight."

"Because I'm not. I'm in a good spot right now, but I 
don't know how long it's going to last. I'm very 
protective of my stability when I find myself in this 
spot, so I'm wary of anything that might kick me down 
again."

"Would you rather we take a rain check?"

She sighed, and I could see her pressing her fingers to 
her eyes while she argued with herself.

"That's a really fucking tricky question, Mike. Now 
would be the best time to talk with me, because I'm 
mostly stable and I'm not likely to blow up on you, but 
then I'm worried talking with you will throw me out of 
this mood."

"Which would you prefer?"

She growled, pulleys and chains running in the 
background.

"Come over, all three of you. I knew when Sara asked 
last night that was the only answer I could give and be 
happy with myself for it. I just need you to know I have 
a lot of reservations about it, and only some of them 
are about you three."

"Noted, and we'll try not to push you."

"Right now would be one of the few good times for 
pushing me, so don't worry about that. I've survived a 
lot fucking worse than falling out of a good spot, so 
you don't need to treat me like I'm going to break. I'm 
already broken, and I have a lot of practice putting 
myself back together."

"When do you want us over?"

"Come over about five? I'll talk with Aaron and we'll 
cook up something decent for dinner. Do not say anything 
about having you over for a meal, understand? Just 
accept the opening."

"We'll be there. Do you want us to bring anything?"

"Just yourselves and what you have in mind so far. Aaron 
and I can take care of the food and other comforts."

"Alright. We'll see you in a bit, then."

"I know. Later, lover."

It proved somewhat stickier for Sara and Kim to get out 
of dinner at home than it was for me, though that wasn't 
saying much. I had a fair amount of autonomy for stuff 
like that, and I tended to forget about it unless 
something came up that reminded me about it. 

Kim, naturally, bounced all the way to Cindy's, and we 
got there a bit early. Kim danced up to the door, 
preceding Sara and me, and knocked out a short tune. 
Aaron greeted us and led us into the kitchen, where 
Cindy was busying herself pulling stuff from cupboards 
and the fridge. Aaron took over for her, directing her 
our way.

"Hey lovers," she said, coming over to give each of us a 
hug and kiss, leaving Sara for last, just holding her 
and looking at her long enough Sara started blushing and 
smiling uncontrollably. Cindy smiled in return and gave 
her another kiss. "Yeah, that's what I thought. You're a 
giddy little school girl." She lifted one hand to turn 
Sara's face back up to hers when she dropped her gaze. 
"Before I tell you three yes, I need to see it. I know 
you've already figured that out, so don't try convincing 
me. Just be. Understand?"

Kim threw a salute, bouncing into Sara and Cindy to hug 
them both.

"We're gonna make her ours!"

"She was already yours, lover girl. Putting a collar on 
her only formalizes it, and lets certain circles know 
she's off limits without permission. Talk to me while we 
cook. I want to know your why."

"It needs to be more specific than loving her and not 
wanting anyone else before her?" I asked, and Cindy 
floured the counter before looking at me. Aaron worked 
behind her, cutting up various vegetables and meats.

"There's a lot of intimations with collaring someone, 
Mike. You said you two've done your reading, so tell me. 
Grab some stools first and sit."

"What it means for us?" I said, standing behind Sara on 
her stool and wrapping my arms around her. "Because it's 
not a one-size-fits-all thing, is it? Some people lean 
more lifestyle than we do, or more control, or whatever. 
I realized when I started looking into BDSM stuff that 
Sara would probably want to be collared. It took me a 
bit to figure out what it would mean for me and our 
relationship." 

I shifted my attention to Sara, who'd been looking at 
me. "Whatever our dynamic is, I think it's perfect, even 
when we screw up. We balance each other, support each 
other, build each other up, give each other freedom to 
be what we want, and we explore. If we have limits, I 
want you with me when we find them."

Sara's tears matched her smile, and she twisted on her 
stool to circle her arms behind my neck, holding me in 
place so we could kiss.

"Whatever you need me to be, love," she said, her voice 
low to keep from croaking. "Anything at all. I'll be 
yours forever."

I half-noticed Cindy's pause with her kneading out of 
the corner of my eye, but it wasn't long enough for it 
to register as possibly important. My attention was 
focused more on Sara as the only thing that mattered 
right then.

"Of all the reasons he could have," Aaron said, 
obviously speaking with Cindy, "they're close to what 
we've talked about. You can't fault him. Or her."

"No, that's not what hit me. Let it lie for now. 
Bringing up my past is only going to complicate things. 
I don't want to make this about me."

Sara and I shifted our attention to her, Sara turning 
back around and working her fingers into mine, and Cindy 
looked to us when Sara called her name.

"Are you sure you're ok having us here? I really don't 
want to cause you stress. I want you happy."

Cindy sighed and stared at her dough ball, then grabbed 
the rolling pin and gave it a good smack before looking 
back up at us.

"I have a lot of serious fucking tangle in my head with 
a lot of things, hon. I don't always handle it very 
well, and you've gotten the bad end of it more than I've 
wanted you to. You being here right now is not one of 
those bad things, but some of the associations I have 
are. This isn't you causing problems, hon. Trust me. You 
wouldn't be here at all if I didn't want you here. 
Whatever reservations or cluster-fuck shit bombs my 
moods might throw out, know that being here for you is 
what I want and need."

She looked at each of us in turn before continuing.

"You three are bright, and you've been able to 
understand me better than almost anyone else I've ever 
met, so I'm sure you can figure out what's going on in 
my head right now. Just please do it later, because 
right now I'm here for you, not for me to talk about 
myself and my issues."

"Does this mean it's my turn to be all sappy and stuff?" 
Kim asked, peering at Cindy, and Cindy laughed after a 
second.

"Go ahead, lover girl. I like sap, but I like it better 
when it's on waffles."

"Yay!"

She clapped wildly and hopped off her stool, careening 
toward Sara and me and wrapping herself around us, 
kissing us both before starting babbling, mostly 
repeating in half a dozen different ways what she'd said 
at the coast.



Chapter 14

The pizzas Cindy and Aaron put together were amazingly 
delicious, and they disappeared completely over the 
course of our talk. Kim tried begging them for the dough 
recipe, and Aaron just pointed her to a few that could 
be found online. With Kim deflated, the conversation 
turned back to collaring Sara, and we moved into the 
living room, where Aaron expanded and modified the list 
my mom had made for me.

"This site here is a local artisan," he said, circling 
one of the names my mom had put down. "I don't know him 
personally, but I have seen his work. At best, he's on 
the lower end of journeyman level craftsmanship. I don't 
recommend going to him unless you find nothing 
elsewhere, because it's not liable to survive more than 
a few years of rough handling."

"You know this raises the possibility you know his 
parents," Cindy said, reclining into him when he leaned 
back and looking at me. "What do you think, Mike?"

"I'm not interested in getting familiar with my parents 
sex lives, so I wouldn't know."

Cindy hummed and nodded, looking like she was about to 
follow with more questions and then decided against it.

"What would you like to wear, lover girl?" she asked 
instead, attention moving to Sara. "It's going to be on 
you every day all day when you're not in the shower or 
bath."

"I'm fully expecting something shiny or sparkly from 
Kim, and I'd be happy to wear that. I think something 
more heavy duty and with more utility would suit what I 
want from Mike. Bondage is a bigger part of our 
relationship than between Kim and me, even if I enjoy 
being controlled by both of them."

Cindy nodded and pointed at Kim and me.

"There's your outlines, but work with her, both of you. 
Don't go off and fuck around with a design you like but 
she doesn't, then try telling her she's your sub and 
needs to wear it anyway. That's not how this works."

Kim gave her a confused look, looking back and forth 
between her and Sara.

"I don't understand. Why wouldn't we work with Sara?"

"It's hers as much as it is ours," I said, and Sara 
nodded against me. "Collaring her doesn't mean she stops 
getting to have input. It just means she's the sub in 
the relationship."

Cindy pursed her lips and blinked back sudden tears, 
climbing off Aaron and coming up to each of us, smiling 
broadly and hugging us tight, adding a kiss when she 
released us.

"Yes, I'll witness for you," she said, kissing us again. 
"That was the last thing I needed to see. I knew you 
would, but I needed to see it, so it would be solid in 
my head. I will happily and without argument witness for 
you."

Sara burst and dragged Cindy onto her lap, wrapping her 
arms around her and grinning broadly even while she was 
covering her face with kisses and thank yous. Cindy was 
mostly docile under the assault, but was only able to 
tolerate it for about a minute before getting hold of 
Sara and pushing her back into the couch.

"I appreciate the enthusiasm, lover," she said, the 
smile she couldn't hide contradicting her tone, "but if 
you're not planning to get me into bed, I can't handle 
it, and we're not going to end up there tonight."

"That's ok." Sara leaned forward and kissed the hollow 
of Cindy's throat. "These two have me on denial, and I 
don't know how long it's for because they won't tell me. 
I don't think I'd be able to hold back if we ended up in 
bed, and I don't want to disappoint them."

"Or yourself," Cindy added, giving Sara an even look.

"And that," Sara agreed with a nod, and they held each 
other's gaze for a few seconds before Cindy dropped down 
to kiss her and get to her feet. She held Sara's hands 
while she stood there.

"Don't ever give up who you are for anyone, lover," she 
said. "Not for anyone, no matter how much you love them. 
The people who truly love you won't ask you to and the 
ones who do don't truly love you."

"Is this what happened in the kitchen earlier?"

Cindy nodded a bit, glancing at Aaron and then back to 
Sara.

"Some of it. One part. These two won't ask you to be 
anyone but who you are, and that's why I can say yes. 
Hold onto them, no matter what happens. I can't see you 
hurt like I have been. I..." She stopped and shook her 
head, pursing her lips.

"What about you? Are we still waiting for you?"

Cindy frowned a bit and dropped her gaze, nodding once.

"I can't talk about this right now. There's... I have a 
lot of hurt and I don't want to see it happen to you, 
too. Just keep doing what you've been doing and we'll be 
ok. It takes a lot of time for me."

Sara nodded and kissed Cindy's hands, and she retreated 
to Aaron when she released them. His arms went around 
her and she gripped his hands, and we waited for her to 
collect herself.

"Is this coming weekend too soon for you three?" she 
asked after a few minutes. "Will that be enough time for 
you to figure out what you want to do, even if you 
aren't able to find the perfect collars?"

"I'm pretty sure I'll be happy with whatever they come 
up with," Sara said, looking between Kim and I. "I'm not 
worried they'll cross any limits for me."

"Kim and I have mostly figured out how to work 
together," I added, poking at her. "We should be able to 
figure out something over the next few days. Are you ok 
if we do it here?"

"That's acceptable," Aaron said, nodding. "Keep us 
informed about what you need if it's anything but the 
collars. We'll pick it up Friday night."

"We has a plan!" Kim cried, bouncing and squeezing. "I'm 
so excited!"



Chapter 15

Jen caught Sara and me during lunch the next day, and I 
dropped my pack when I saw her look. She did the same 
and gave me a tight hug, indifferent that we were 
standing in the middle of the parking lot. Sara gave me 
an inquisitive look, but I knew as much as she did what 
this was about. Jen took a deep breath after a minute 
and released me, stepping back and grabbing up her pack.

"It's awesome how you know what I need and I don't need 
to say anything," she said, then turned to Sara, 
hesitant, and Sara opened her arms. Jen took the 
invitation and hugged her, just as tight but not as 
long. "I'm sorry I just kind of jumped in like that," 
she said when she stepped back. "Brain broke down 
somewhere on the way here."

"It's fine," Sara said, sticking her hands back in her 
jacket pockets. "I'm not the jealous type, and you 
wouldn't try stealing him away."

"What happened?" I asked, poking her out of traffic.

"I finally broke up with Kit." She pressed her fists to 
the side of her head and looked up at the sky, then 
spread her arms. "I don't know what I'm feeling right 
now, Mikey. Relief?" She dropped her arms and looked at 
us. "Is this what relief feels like? It feels like I've 
lost something holding me back. Shouldn't I be feeling 
hurt or guilty or something? I don't think he was very 
happy about it. I hope I didn't just fuck up again. I 
really don't need more of that."

"Freedom, maybe?" Sara said with a shrug. "I only know 
from Mike what you told him, but I don't think you need 
to feel too bad about breaking up with him. You weren't 
happy."

"No, no, I know I wasn't. I was miserable. Talking with 
Mikey the other day helped me understand that, and that 
I need to let go of as many of my bad decisions as I 
can. I've fucked up so much, Sar. I needed to break up 
with him. It's just..." She sighed and threw her hands 
in the air, turning around and walking away a few steps 
before returning to us. "Cthulhu's balls. I don't know. 
We need a manual for life, and chapter eight would be 
all about how not to get into fucked up relationships or 
something. Could we do that? Maybe we could get your 
friend Cindy to help out, too, and we'd make a fortune."

"What'd you tell him?" I asked, slipping an arm around 
Sara's waist.

"Nothing about Jason, that's for damn sure." She started 
pacing, thumbs hooked into the straps of her pack. "I 
told him I wasn't happy with the relationship, wasn't 
getting anything I needed out of it. I might have maybe 
kind of insinuated he's boring in bed, too. He's not 
very passionate, you know?" She paused and tilted her 
head at us. "I guess you wouldn't know. Never mind that. 
What you saw at the party was livelier than what he 
usually is, and it's just..."

She lifted her hands and mimed her head exploding.

"I feel like I shouldn't feel this good about breaking 
up with him. Is there something wrong with me?"

"Other than being a bit manic right now?" I said, and 
she stopped her pacing to look at me, considering. "I 
don't think there is." I looked at Sara. "Would it 
bother you if I invite her along to lunch?"

"I don't think so," she said, shaking her head.

"I'm going to babble you dumb, you know," Jen said. "I 
don't want to fuck up more with you because you don't 
want to listen to me."

"You need to talk, hon, and I'm good at listening. Maybe 
better than Mike."

"I don't know about that, but I'll accept this 
challenge." She gave a single, firm nod, then half 
turned to go before stopping. "We taking my car or 
yours?"

"You're standing in front of mine," I said, almost 
laughing when she gave it a startled look.

"Holy crap! I am! My brain broke down more than I 
thought. We're taking yours, then?"

"Get in, woman. We're just going down the street and 
grabbing burgers."

"Have you told Jason yet?" Sara asked once we were on 
our way.

"Not yet. He's at work. I'll tell him tonight, hope it 
cuts the stress we have going on. I don't know what I'll 
do if it doesn't. I need a vacation from life."

"Let me know if you figure out how to do that," I said. 
"I could use that trick right now, too."

"Can I tell you two something I haven't told anyone 
else? You're able to keep secrets."

"You've been thinking about stopping your relationship 
with Jason, too?"

She stared at me and said, "Am I seriously that obvious 
about what's on my mind?"

"Only with me, I think. We are best friends, remember? 
And I can read you pretty well."

"Feh. Yes, that is exactly what's been on my mind, 
mostly since we talked the other day. I don't know if 
that would be a good idea right now, though. I don't 
know how much of our fighting is just stress and how 
much is we're just pissing each other off."

"I haven't seen a lot of how the two of you interact," 
Sara said, glancing around her seat at Jen, "but you 
didn't seem to have any problems until the whole mess 
with coming out to us. It's probably just the stress."

"I hope so. I think I'm going to have to eventually, 
anyway. You have a minor miracle with Mike being ok with 
you and Kim being involved. I doubt I'll be so lucky 
finding a guy who's cool with me sleeping with Jason, 
and willing to share, to boot."

"Just go poly," I said, glancing back at her in the 
mirror. "That will solve everything."

She snorted and punched the back of my seat.

"That's what I've been doing the last few years, mister. 
The problem is I wasn't being honest with myself about 
it, and I don't think it works for me."

"Are you sure it's poly you have a problem with and not 
just the situation that's forced it on you?"

"That's quite a brilliant question, my good sir," she 
said after a minute, stroking her imaginary goatee. 
"I'll take the separation under advisement and get back 
to you about it. It's beside the point right now, 
though. I'm trying to avoid being involved with anyone. 
I've caused myself so many problems by fucking people I 
shouldn't have been."

"If it means anything, I won't try to get into your 
pants unless you give me permission," Sara said, 
scanning the drive-through menu. "I can't promise I 
won't try flirting with you, though."

"We have made this ground rule, yes," Jen said, rolling 
her window down and leaning out to see the full menu, 
then talked to the speaker. "Excuse me? Testing one two? 
Is it possible to use ranch dressing instead of mayo on 
the guac burger?"

"We don't have ranch dressing as a standalone topping, 
sorry," the drive-through person said, voice distorted 
through the speaker. "We can leave the mayo off and give 
you a ranch dressing we use for the salads, if you'd 
like."

"That would be super. Make it so!"

"Is that in the meal?"

"Just the burger, thanks."

"Well that takes care of your order, apparently," I 
said, half laughing when she dropped back into her seat. 
"Thanks, I guess."

"No problem!" She fastened her belt again and clapped 
her hands once. "Anyway. What do you think? Am I doing 
the right thing with breaking up with Kit?"

Sara gave me her order and turned to Jen, said, "Do you 
think you are? Is it what you need to do so you're back 
in a good spot about yourself?"

"I think so, but I don't know. I'm pretty sure I've 
roundly proven myself a failure with relationships. It's 
why I'm asking you. Am I doing the right thing?"

"Yes," I said, reaching back to grasp at her leg, and 
she tapped my hand a few times with her knee. "With how 
much you complained to me about Kit and why you got 
together with him, breaking up with him was a good idea. 
He'd probably disagree, but it needed to be done for 
your sanity. Relationships don't work if only one person 
is happy."

"Translation: I don't need to feel guilty?"

"That's correct, Alex."

She laughed and poked the back of my seat, said, "My 
name's not Alex Trebek."

"Sadly, I do not have all the answers, either. I'm just 
really good at pretending I do."

"Better not say that to Cindy," Sara said, taking the 
drinks and bag of food from me when I passed them to 
her. "She'd probably agree."

"No probably about it. I know she would."

"I need to apologize to her, too," Jen said, letting out 
a disgruntled sigh and crossing her arms. "She won't try 
to kick my ass, will she?"

"I doubt it. She could, but I think getting violent with 
you would trigger her, and she goes out of her way to 
avoid that. Whether she goes off on you verbally is 
another matter."

"I think I can handle verbal. I just need to figure out 
what to say to her."

"Be honest," Sara said, passing Jen her burger. "That's 
the most important thing you can do with her. She's 
prickly, but she's a good person once you figure out how 
to handle her."

"I hope so. She's not real high on my priority list of 
fixes because I barely know her, but she is on there 
because she's important to you guys and pissed off with 
me because of how I fucked up. Figure if I can talk with 
her and apologize, maybe all this fallout will be less 
horrible."

"I doubt she'd be happy with us if we gave you her 
number or address," I said, "but you can catch her at 
the Bull Horn when she's working. Not the best time to 
talk with her, since she'll be in a bad mood because she 
hates her job, but it's probably the only time you'll be 
able to on your own."

"I'll wear my big girl panties and a flame suit, then."

We were silent while Sara handed out the rest of the 
food, and our conversation wandered to other topics 
while we ate.



Chapter 16

Sara, Kim, and I went out Thursday to shop around for 
collars, mostly looking for acceptable stand-ins until 
we found what we really wanted. Unfortunately, collars 
were mostly found in the pet stores, and the ones in the 
goth/punk stores were all spikes. Chokers weren't much 
better, though we did finally find two that worked, 
Kim's a white and pastel leather and lace with a silver 
moon pendant and mine a complimentary black with a black 
metal cross. From there, we just needed a good time to 
be at Cindy's on Saturday and arranging to stay the 
night, which was easier than expected.

We dressed in the fanciest we had even though we didn't 
especially need to: Sara was in the blue dress I'd 
gotten her months before, black stockings and garters 
the only thing she had on underneath, and her hair done 
in a princess braid; Kim wore the white boots she'd worn 
on our first date, a black pencil skirt, and a poofy 
white blouse, with a touch of makeup and her hair up in 
a bun; I was casual in comparison, in just slacks and a 
dress shirt, since I had no ties.

"You three look good," Cindy said, giving us each a hug 
and kiss when she ushered us inside and looked us over. 
"But you need a tie," she added, poking me in the chest, 
then looked at Sara, holding her gaze. "Something 
important going on tonight?"

Sara blushed and looked down, smiling and fidgeting.

"Maybe a little bit important," Sara said, glancing back 
up. "Thank you for letting us do this with you, Cindy, 
and being our witness. It means a lot."

"I know, lover. As soon as you started telling me, it 
was a yes." She moved forward and reached for Sara, 
smiling. "Come with me, lover girl. I want to talk with 
you before we do this."

Sara stepped into her and Cindy held her, giving her a 
long kiss, and I glanced at Kim when she sidled into me, 
her hand finding mine. I squeezed her hand and she 
looked at me, then leaned over and put her head on my 
shoulder. I squeezed again and looked back to Sara and 
Cindy when Cindy turned to us in time to see her smile 
widen.

"She's always yours, lover," she said to Kim, brushing 
her fingers over Kim's cheek. "I'm not trying to steal 
her."

"I know," Kim said, lifting her head from my shoulder, 
"but I still get a little jealous every time I see it. 
It's dumb, and it's ok. I just have feels."

"I'll be keeping my hands off once you have her collared 
unless you both say it's ok. That's not an offer. That's 
how this works for me. She'll be yours, and I'll respect 
that, even if I want to play."

"I get jealous of Mr. Man, too, Cindy. It's ok. I know 
you won't hurt her." She grabbed Cindy's hip and pulled 
her close, kissed her and bit her lip and continued in 
an exaggerated whisper. "But she really, really loves 
clothes pins and pinwheels, especially on her clit."

Cindy laughed and bit back, and I noticed Sara blushing 
even redder.

"I'll keep that in mind. I'm going to steal Sara for a 
few minutes. Aaron was getting things ready in the 
living room when you got here, so you should find him 
there if you want to help him out. He'll probably say no 
and send you into the kitchen or something."

Kim perked up at that, releasing my hand and clasping 
hers in front of her.

"Can I cook? Please with lots of me on top? I totally 
forgot to ask and see if I could."

"You'd be better off asking Aaron about that. We picked 
up some food for tonight yesterday, but I don't think it 
will hurt to have you cook if it's something 
reasonable."

She squealed and darted around Cindy, paused long enough 
to give Sara a kiss and an, "I love you," then dashed 
off to the living room. Cindy shook her head and turned 
back to me.

"I don't need to ask, but I will anyway: What about you? 
Does sharing Sara bother you?"

"Not if it's with people I trust won't hurt her," I 
said, and Cindy nodded. "Right now we've only played 
with you and Aaron with any kind of seriousness, and a 
little bit with Jen and Jason. I don't know how I'd feel 
about sharing her with anyone else until it comes up."

"I'll still want permission from you too before playing 
with her."

"That will pretty much always be a yes, you know."

"I know, but that's how I need to handle this, or the 
whole thing falls apart in my head and I'll do something 
I'll end up regretting."

I nodded and pulled her in for a hug and kiss, then left 
her with Sara and made my way into the living room. 

Kim was sitting on the edge of the couch, watching Aaron 
rearrange candles, which was all that was left to do. 
The rest of the room was finished: unframed six foot 
tall mirrors lining two of the walls, red velvet draped 
to hide the rest of the room except the couch, and 
candles arranged in front of the mirrors. A white throw 
rug had been centered in the room, and a small stand 
stood to one side for the chokers to sit on. Kim had set 
hers on it already, and I coiled mine inside the ring 
hers made.

"Cindy pulled Sara aside to talk?" Aaron said when I 
settled next to Kim, more a statement than a question.

"Any idea what about?" I asked.

"Between them, I believe." He moved to the center of the 
room and surveyed the mirror walls, nodding after a 
minute and turning to us. "You said you want to cook. 
What do you have in mind?"

"Sara's favorite! Chicken parmesan and chocolate graham 
cracker cheesecake!"

"The chicken can be accommodated but not the cheesecake. 
Is that acceptable?"

"Phooey. German chocolate cake?"

"You're intent on making dessert."

"It's tasty and delicious and awesome, just like Sara."

"Is she particular about frosting being homemade?"

"Nope! Just needs to be not super cheap coconut pecan, 
but I know the chocolate cake she likes. Totally can't 
do a mix."

Aaron nodded and got into a reference match with Kim, 
checking off ingredients to be certain what she needed 
was available, and likely also to be certain she knew 
what she was doing. That done, he reached into his 
pocket to pull out his wallet, extracting a twenty and 
handing it to me, then handed me another after a 
moment's thought.

"Pick up what you need. That should be enough to buy 
everything. If it's not, inform me when you get back and 
I'll cover the rest. Don't worry about the basic baking 
ingredients. I have plenty of them."

"Eee!" Kim bounced to her feet and wrapped herself 
around Aaron in a bear hug, giving him probably a dozen 
kisses. "Thank you! You're the super awesomest!"

"Don't mention it. Now go. I'll get things setup in the 
kitchen for you to save time. Let yourself in when you 
get back."

Kim jittered out the door in front of me, grinning and 
hopping, and our trip to the store was fast, since she 
knew exactly what she was after. Sara, Cindy, and Aaron 
were in the kitchen when we got back, Sara and Cindy 
sitting at the island and Aaron leaning on it.

"I bring food for the cookings!" Kim said, hoisting the 
bags above her head.

"You want the change?" I asked Aaron, and he shook his 
head.

"Keep it. I didn't have it earmarked for anything that 
can't be put off."

I nodded and pulled a stool over to sit next to Sara, 
and she smiled and leaned against me when I put my arm 
around her.

"Kim's going to spoil me, isn't she?" she said when she 
spotted the frosting.

"Isn't that part of tonight?"

"You don't have to. I'm perfectly happy just being here 
doing this."

"They don't have to but they want to," Aaron said, and 
Sara turned to him. "Making you happy makes them happy."

"Super totally right!" Kim said, spinning and pointing 
tongs at Sara, her other hand on her cocked hip and 
giving her a mock glare. "No complaints! Cook for you I 
will, and it will be super duper licious and you will 
love it."

"Not as much as I love you, though."

"Maybe, but it's totally on the list! I know it is, 
because you've told me it is. So ha!"

She nodded once and spun back to her food prep, dancing 
back and forth while she worked.



Chapter 17

The living room lights were out, replaced with a wash of 
reflected candle light. There were enough candles the 
electric lights would have provided just as much light, 
anyway. Kim and I stood with Sara in the middle of the 
room, with Sara blindfolded because she hadn't been 
allowed into the living room. Cindy and Aaron stood to 
either side of the stand with the chokers, Cindy smiling 
and Aaron with his hands behind his back, watching.

"It's not perfect, sis," Kim said, lifting the 
blindfold, "but it is lots of your favorites."

Sara blinked a few times before her eyes adjusted, and 
then she raised her hands to her mouth, laughing and 
smiling. She turned to Kim and wrapped her arms around 
her neck, kissing her.

"This has you written all over it," she said, kissing 
her again. "It's ridiculous and beautiful and I love 
it." She looked over at Cindy and Aaron, Aaron giving 
her a nod. "Thank you both so much for this, for 
everything. I'm so happy you're here and helping us do 
this."

"That's all we want, lover," Cindy said, blowing her a 
kiss. "Be happy. This is the least we could do."

"I don't want to ask too much, but I love this. It's so 
beautiful. I could watch it for hours. Thank you."

"I believe Kim and Mike have a role to play with you, as 
well," Aaron said. "Shall we begin?"

"Yes. I'd like that very much. I've wanted this for so 
long I don't even know what to say."

"Then just let us lead," I said, turning her around to 
face me and kiss her. "There will be plenty for you to 
enjoy, and this is only the start of the evening."

"Lead me wherever you want, love, and I'll follow."

"Then follow Kim until she turns you over. She's your 
first in more ways than I am, and we didn't feel it was 
right to leave her in second for this."

"You're not first or second or any place with me, either 
of you. I love you both just as much."

"We know, sis," Kim said, turning Sara and cupping her 
face, and I stepped back. "We have reasons. Now hush. 
We're totally gonna do this right, see? And I'm totally 
going to do my best to be serious, but I will so not 
promise it will work."

Sara laughed and leaned forward to kiss Kim, smiling and 
saying, "That's fine, hon. Be whatever you need for 
this, and I'll be happy with all of it as long as I'm 
yours in the end."

Kim changed her grip on Sara, a simple gesture, but it 
shifted their dynamic, the power balance shifting Kim to 
the top and Sara to subservience.

"On your knees, sis. Be beautiful for me."

Sara's breath caught, a quick intake, and she nodded, 
reaching up to her zipper until Kim stopped her. She 
paused a moment, then lowered her hand to pull the dress 
up instead, sinking to her knees once it was out of the 
way. One hand held the bunched dress behind her back and 
out of the way, and she widened her stance to give her 
other hand room to play between her legs, starting 
slowly and speeding up as her breathing did. She held 
her attention on Kim even when she started shaking, 
holding her orgasm back, and Kim stood over her, smiling 
and petting her fingers through her hair.

"May I cum?" Sara asked after a few minutes, voice 
strained

Kim dropped to her knees to pull Sara's hand away, 
Sara's whimper stopped by Kim's mouth, a kiss Sara 
returned with hungry enthusiasm.

"I don't do that words thing very well, but I love you, 
sis, with all kinds of poetry and stuff to back it up. 
You've always been there for me, even when I've hurt 
you, and you've helped me through a lot. I don't want to 
collar you because I think you're... I don't know. I had 
the word and it ran away. You're not my servant or 
something like that, and I am so totally messing this 
up."

Kim kissed her and they looked at each other, Kim 
directing Sara's hand back between her legs to start 
playing again. It wasn't long before her breathing was 
back up, and she was giving Kim a pleading look.

"You're not cumming, sis," Kim said after a minute, and 
Sara bit her lip and nodded. "Be beautiful for me. Hold 
it. Enjoy it."

Sara nodded again, whimpering and biting her lip again 
before pursing them tight, and Kim held her in place to 
give her a light kiss, smiling.

"I love you more than anything, and I want to collar you 
because I don't want you to forget that. I'll always 
love you, even if we hurt each other and even if we 
don't talk for a long time. I want to be here for you 
like you've been here for me. I want to be the kind of 
sister for you that you've been for me, no matter what 
happens. Is that ok?"

"I-I-I..." She whimpered louder, trying to take some 
deep breaths to collect herself. "M-May I s-stop?"

Kim took her hand again and pulled it away, and Sara 
squeezed her eyes shut and gasped, her hips rocking 
uncontrollably and thighs trembling. Kim kissed her 
until she'd calmed down, then bit her lip.

"I accept," Sara breathed when Kim leaned back. "With 
all my heart and everything I am, I want to be yours, 
and I'll wear your collar forever."

Cindy picked up Kim's choker and stepped forward, 
handing it over, and Kim reached around Sara's neck to 
fasten it in place. Sara grinned, barely managing to 
contain herself and stay in position, and she blinked 
furiously to hold back tears.

"Forever and ever and ever, sis," Kim said, gripping 
both sides of Sara's neck and kissing her. "I'll always 
be here for you, and I'll always want you."

"Ditto," Sara said, then started laughing, not able to 
hold back anymore and wrapping herself around her 
sister, swarming her with kisses.

"It's Mr. Man's turn now, ok? You need to let me go, 
sis."

Sara nodded and pulled in a deep breath, straightening 
and gathering herself. Kim set her hands on her 
shoulders and kissed her, then got to her feet and 
grabbed me, dragging me into place, grinning. She took 
up position next to Cindy, bouncing in place and 
clasping her hands together at her chest.

"You better not explode yet," I said to Kim, caressing 
Sara's cheek. "You still need to make Sara's cake, and 
explode in other fun ways after we've eaten that."

"Stop talking to me, Mr. Man! Sara! Talk to sis! Shoo!"

She flapped her hands at me and I laughed, dropping to 
my knees in front of Sara and running my hands down her 
arms to her hands, putting my full attention on her. I 
moved her hands behind her back, holding her wrists 
together with one hand and pulling her forward into me 
to lock her in a kiss, free hand undoing the zipper of 
her dress. She purred and did her best to press into my 
hand when I slid it under her dress, trailing my fingers 
lightly over her skin and slowly working her dress down.

"Lose the dress, love," I said once I had it as far down 
as her stance allowed.

She rocked back onto the balls of her feet, wiggling the 
dress past her hips and down her thighs, rocked forward 
onto her knees and pulled the dress off to leave it 
puddled behind her. I took her hands and held them 
again, my other going between her legs. She spread her 
knees again and focused on me.

"I don't know if I'll be more poetic than Kim," I said, 
starting my fingers working on her clit. "I know you'll 
be less focused, because I'm not going to stop like she 
let you, so I want you to push. Can you do that?"

She nodded and went still, and I let her get a rhythm 
going with her breathing before starting, in no rush to 
say what I wanted to say.

"I don't know if we'll be together all our lives, but I 
want to be. You're the most amazing and brilliant person 
I've ever gotten to know, and all because you wore a 
skirt I noticed. I want to be with you, and I want you 
with me, standing with each other while we explore life 
and experience and love. I know we'll stumble, probably 
a lot, and hurt each other, and we have a few times 
already, but we can get back up together, learn 
together, guide each other, and so much else. I want to 
do all that with you and anything else we can think of."

I paused to give her a kiss and ask, "Are you still with 
me? Can you focus?"

She nodded and pursed her lips, drew in a sharp breath 
when I sped up my fingers for a few seconds. I stopped 
and I felt her clench her hands into fists, and her eyes 
narrowed as she shifted her focus to fighting her pussy 
back under control. I gave her about fifteen seconds 
before starting again, and she gasped and moaned, then 
sealed her mouth again, setting her attention back on me 
and trying not to give in to her pussy's demands for 
climax.

"I want to collar you as an equal, not as a mark that 
you're submissive to me, even if that's true when we 
play. I know I'm not always going to live up to my 
expectations or yours, but I trust you and respect you 
enough to work with you, to give you the freedom to grow 
and the support to do so, because I get the same from 
you. We're honest with each other, and we can correct 
course as long as we talk and work together. Will you 
have me on these terms?"

She nodded quickly but said nothing, too focused to form 
words, and I stopped my fingers to move my hand to the 
small of her back and pull her into me for a long kiss. 
She moaned into my mouth, shaking against me and 
releasing her frantic need for orgasm by attacking my 
tongue with hers. I released her hands after a minute 
and she immediately draped around my neck, pressing 
closer and deepening the kiss even as it slowly 
mellowed.

"I'm yours, love, ever and always," she breathed when we 
broke the kiss, trying and mostly failing to keep her 
smile in check so she could talk. "I'll wear your collar 
with Kim's and for just as long, and I'll be happy every 
moment it's on."

I looked over when Aaron approached with my choker, and 
I nodded to him when I took it. I kissed Sara's eyes 
closed when I turned back to her, then kissed her 
growing smile, reaching around her neck to fasten the 
choker.

"Yayayayayayayay!" Kim cried when we separated, and the 
floor shook with a resounding thud when she leaped 
forward to land beside us and drop to her knees. "So 
much happy! I feel like I'm going to explode!"

Sara laughed and leaned into her when she attacked us 
both with a bear hug.



Chapter 18

"This is the best day of my life," Sara said once Kim's 
enthusiasm had ebbed enough to let her talk. "I have 
something for you two, and it's very important to me. We 
talked about it while we were at the coast, and I've 
been talking with Cindy about it the last few days to 
find a way to symbolize it with you."

She looked over at Cindy, and Cindy nodded and said, 
"I'll be right back with it. Don't go anywhere, lovers."

"I'm giving myself completely to you," Sara continued 
when Cindy returned a minute later, carrying a small 
wooden case. "That's what being collared means for me, 
that I'm yours and only yours, and you'll always come 
before anyone else." She looked at Kim and held her 
look. "Even if I'm fooling around with other people, you 
will always be first. You keep me in check, keep me 
balanced, and I will always listen even if it's 
something I may not want to hear."

She waited for Kim's nod, then switched her attention 
back and forth between us.

"You are my anchors who keep me from being washed away 
and lost in the sea of my desires, and I will hold onto 
you and never let you go for as long as you'll have me. 
This means I need to give you something so I'll always 
have a way back to your anchors, something to remind me 
I trust you with anything and everything I am, and that 
means giving you the most intimate thing I can. I want 
to give you control of my orgasms, and give you 
something to symbolize that. I want you two to decide 
when, where, how, how many, and with who, and I will not 
cum unless you both say I can. You both know this is the 
hardest thing for me to do, but for you I will and I 
want to. Will you accept this from me, giving you this 
control over me?"

She alternated between us, and Kim nodded and said, "I 
will for you, sis."

"I'll try not to be too evil," I said, and Sara laughed 
and kissed me.

"Don't even try fooling me, mister. We both know you're 
going to take advantage of it."

"Only because you'll love every second of it."

"That's completely beside the point."

She kissed me again, followed by a kiss to Kim, and then 
reached up and opened the case Cindy was holding. Inside 
was a simple, solid ring of filigreed gold, and around 
that was a gold chain necklace with a heart-shaped ruby 
pendant. She picked up the necklace and held it out to 
Kim, who just blinked at it.

"Have I managed to actually make you speechless, sis?"

"I... Not yet. Brain wants to say a billion zillion 
things all at once and I can't catch any of them to make 
it go first."

Sara hummed and lifted the necklace to fix it around 
Kim's neck, then smiled and flattened her palm over the 
pendant once it was settled on her collarbone.

"That's for you, sis, to remind you I'm yours and what 
I've given you. I trust you to take good care of my 
heart."

Kim nodded and grinned, taking Sara's face between her 
hands and giving her a kiss.

"I will totally spoil it and torture you at the same 
time, because I love you and you love it."

"I know, and I love you just as much."

She kissed Kim and then turned, pulling the ring from 
the case and turning to me.

"I can get away with giving you a ring. I just hope I 
remembered the size right." She lifted my right hand and 
slid the ring onto my middle finger, where it was loose 
but still tight enough it wouldn't fall off all the 
time, and she sighed with relief. "Oh good. I was 
worried I'd have to get it resized."

She closed my fingers over her hand and looked at me 
over our clasped hands.

"I know I should have asked you about a ring first, and 
I'm sorry I didn't. Is it ok?"

I smiled and pulled her hand to my lips to kiss her 
fingers.

"It's perfectly fine, love. You gave me your O. How can 
I complain?"

She blinked and then burst into laughter, squeezing my 
hand and kissing my fingers as I'd done hers.

"Oh my god! I didn't even think of that. Now it's even 
more appropriate, and on your finger, even." She laughed 
again and leaned forward to kiss me. "I love you so 
much. But there's more to the ring for me than just it's 
shape, mister. I know you're really into Tolkien's 
stuff, so I went a bit geeky and had it engraved in 
quenya. It says, "With love and devotion, I'm yours.""

I laughed and pulled her into me, kissing her and biting 
at her lip, holding her gaze.

"You're brilliantly, beautifully amazing. You know 
that?"

She smiled and went red, but managed to hold her eyes on 
mine.

"Does that mean you like it?"

"It's perfect. I won't ever take it off. Thank you."

"Is this real ruby?" Kim asked, peering cross-eyed down 
at her pendant.

"Yes, and real gold for both."

Kim set her pendant back against her chest and looked at 
Sara.

"You used your trip money, didn't you?"

"Yes," Sara said after a hesitant second. "This is more 
important than doing a senior trip, sis. You're more 
important."

"But you've been saving for that for years, sis. I'm not 
that important. You didn't have to."

"I did, because you are that important. You're that 
important to me. I can save for another trip, and 
probably a better one, but doing something for you, with 
you, doing this... You mean more to me than an overnight 
trip somewhere with a lot of horny idiots."

Kim was quiet, hand closing on the pendant and blinking.

"Now you're speechless," Sara said, leaning into Kim and 
giving her a smiling kiss, and Kim nodded.

"I'ma go make your cake and spoil you, I think," she 
said instead. "I don't know what to say, sis."

"Then just be happy."

"I am. I think it's fried my brain. I'm totally blaming 
you for it. I think you need to be punished later. But 
after we've had delicious cake!"

Sara purred and nibbled at Kim's lip.

"Are you going to leave enough room to eat your favorite 
dessert?"

Kim grinned and hopped to her feet, and Cindy caught her 
when she stumbled and bent over.

"I so totally failed that moment," she whined, massaging 
her stiff knees. "I always have enough room left to eat 
you, sis. Ooh!" She straightened and pointed at me, then 
Cindy and Aaron. "That could totally be her punishment, 
all of us eating her!"

She bounced and exaggerated straining when she helped 
Sara and me to our feet, and she dragged us behind her 
to the kitchen.

"Doesn't sound like a punishment if she'll be enjoying 
it," Aaron said behind us, and Kim stuck her tongue out 
over her shoulder at him.

"Hush, mister. It's totally a punishment. She broke my 
brain."

"We have different understandings for what constitutes 
punishment, I see."

"Yep!" She bounced to a stop in front of the stove and 
peered at it, then poked buttons. "Temperature set! Now 
for the mixings." She spun around and pointed both hands 
at Cindy and Aaron. "I can dig in cupboards and stuff?"

"Help yourself, lover," Cindy said, settling at the 
island next to Sara and me. "It shouldn't be too hard to 
find what you need. We keep our kitchen organized."

"Yay! Cake bake, here I come!"



Chapter 19

"Do you want to tell her what we talked about, Kim, or 
should I?" I said when she wasn't dashing around pulling 
stuff from cupboards and drawers anymore.

"The teasing stuff? You tell her, Mr. Man. I might 
forget something."

"You've already been planning ways to torture me?" Sara 
asked, poking me in the arm. "You two are so bad."

"We can't be that bad if you've never complained about 
it." I kissed her and gave her still naked breasts a 
good squeeze. "We weren't discussing doing anything 
really complicated, since we want you to be able to keep 
track of it while you're being teased and tortured."

She purred and tried moving my hand to between her legs, 
but I kept it on her breasts, playing with her nipples. 
Cindy hopped her stool closer, though, and I gave her a 
nod when she looked at me, pointing at herself and then 
at Sara's pussy. Sara drew in a surprised breath when 
Cindy wasted no time shoving a pair of fingers into her 
and pulling her forward so her ass was hanging off the 
stool. She kept her fingers still and just used her 
thumb on her clit, working it slowly, and it took Sara a 
few deep breaths to regain her focus.

"What were you thinking of doing to me? Or will I be 
doing things?"

"A lot of both, but none of it involves you getting to 
cum. Not for a while." I looked at Cindy and Aaron. 
"Before I get to that, though, we were wondering what 
you two think about doing a New Year's party here, us 
five at least, and maybe a few other people we're 
comfortable with."

"That would entail all involved knowing and accepting 
Sara and Kim maintain a very taboo relationship with 
each other," Aaron said, "and then saying nothing about 
it to others. These criteria narrow the pool of 
potential invitees."

"I know, hence the maybe on the other people. The only 
other people I can think of that fall in that category 
are Jen and Jason, but there's still some tensions with 
them that need to be worked out first before I think 
we'd all be ok with that."

"I'm still not happy with her," Kim said, tone clipped, 
and she turned to point a mixing spoon at me. "But! She 
hasn't pissed me off lately, so I think that's an 
improvement, right?"

"Yes. She's trying a lot to be careful about what she 
says and does so she doesn't screw up again like she 
did. She wants to make amends with you, but I've told 
her to wait until you're ready, and she's listened."

"She really does feel horrid about what she did, sis," 
Sara said, then gasped and fought her legs back open 
when Cindy dug her thumb hard against her clit. "I swear 
you're all going to kill me with teasing. My pussy's 
aching so bad."

"We'll keep you hydrated, lover," Cindy said, kissing 
her shoulder. "We don't want to kill you." She shifted 
her attention to me, transforming her teasing of Sara to 
a slow finger fuck, and Sara tilted her head back, 
closing her eyes and moaning lightly. "I like the idea 
of a New Year's party with you three, but I've said 
already I'm trying to stay on the fence about Jen. It's 
good she's trying to fix things, but I need to see she's 
learned whatever lessons she needs to learn from her 
mess before I can accept giving her another chance."

"Cindy's stability is my first concern," Aaron said, 
nodding at her. "Having never met your friend, I'll pass 
no judgment on her or her brother, but if they are 
invited and things go poorly, they will not be invited 
back."

I nodded and said, "She's ok with that. She'll be upset 
about it, but she'll understand."

"This means party fun times?" Kim said, gripping a bowl 
against her belly and turning to face us while she 
mixed. "Yes yes to party?"

"This is a tentative yes," Aaron answered, looking at 
her. "If it will be here, I need to see what the 
community has planned. If I'm involved and can extricate 
myself from it, it will be a solid."

"Hell with that, love," Cindy said, and growled. 
"There's three or four people who can host. You 
shouldn't have any problems getting out of it."

"I don't expect problems, but arrangements do need to be 
made."

Cindy just growled again in answer and pulled her 
fingers out of Sara, inciting a whimper of 
disappointment, both because she stopped and because she 
sucked her fingers clean herself. Cindy smiled and 
kissed her.

"I figured you would want to clean my fingers, lover. 
Consider that my tease for you for right now. I'll let 
your pussy rest a bit before someone else takes over."

"I want you, too, hon," Sara said, reaching for Cindy. 
"Let me know when I can."

Cindy was quiet, thinking, then looked at Kim and me and 
said, "You'll need permission from them first, won't 
you?"

"Totally granted!" Kim said, waving a mixing spoon like 
a wand at Cindy. "But she's not allowed to cum, so don't 
let her. We have lots of fun sexy things for her to do 
first!"

"Which is why I asked about doing a New Year's party 
here, because New Year's is what we agreed on for 
letting Sara cum again."

Sara drew in a sharp breath and gripped my hands on her 
breasts, and I knew her pussy had just clenched hard.

"I don't know if I can do that," she said, looking 
between Kim and me, eyes wide. "That's... That means our 
beach date... That's almost two months of no orgasms!"

"Seven weeks to the day, actually," I said, giving her 
breasts a hard squeeze. "It's longer than any denial 
period we've put you through before, but we know you can 
do it. We also talked about how to make it easier for 
you."

She whimpered and turned to me.

"I'm almost afraid to ask. What did you decide?"

"We want you to have at least ten edges every day." I 
put a finger over her lips when she opened her mouth to 
say something, and she nodded after a second. "You can 
skip your period days, but you'll make up those edges 
once it's done. We also want you to keep a daily journal 
of your teasing, your fantasies, and any sexy thoughts 
you might have. Kim and I would like to read it, but we 
want to know if you'd be ok with that first."

"She's going to be a wreck by New Year's," from Cindy, 
turning me to look at her. "Are you absolutely sure she 
can handle that kind of teasing?"

"I will," Sara said before I could answer. "It's exactly 
the sort of thing I told them I'd love to have them do 
to me. I know I can handle it. I don't care how horny 
and crazy with lust it's going to make me. I can do it 
for them, no matter how hard I know it will be, and 
we're all going to enjoy it."

Cindy considered her for a minute before nodding and 
leaning over to kiss her.

"As long as you've all talked about it," she said, 
brushing her fingers lightly over Sara's cheek. "Just 
understand that the longer you go with that kind of 
teasing, the harder it will get."

"I know. It's why I want it, and why they're doing it. 
We want to explore my limits."

"It will definitely do that." She kissed Sara again. "I 
interrupted before you could answer his question. Would 
you be ok letting them read it?"

Sara smiled and looked at me, humming when I kissed her.

"I want them to know. If I can't trust them with my 
naughtiest thoughts, I won't have anyone to explore them 
with."

"And we're all about the exploitations and sexy times," 
Kim said, holding up her mixing spoon and licking it, 
wiggling her eyebrows at us. "She even said she'd love 
to be teased all day by all of us, for, like, a week 
straight, and not be allowed to cum at the end."

"Maybe not for that long," Sara said, going red. "But I 
think at least a day or two of that would be amazing. My 
pussy would be so mad with me, but it would hurt so 
good."

"That's a fantasy you may regret if it comes true," 
Aaron said, glancing at a confused Kim standing in front 
of the open oven. "You didn't start the heat timer. 
Upper right corner of the panel. It will be seven 
minutes to reach temp."

"I feel dumb," Kim said, doing her Eeyore voice when she 
pushed the start button. "That's totally seven minutes 
more we'll have to wait for cake! It's the end of the 
world!"

"As we know it, anyway," Cindy said, and gestured her 
toward Sara. "You can spoil your dessert by eating your 
dessert while you wait. Get over here, lover girl."

"You're so smart! That is totally the best way to wait!"

Kim squee'd and shuffled around the island, and I spun 
Sara on her stool, Kim eagerly kneeling in front of her 
and latching her mouth onto her pussy. Cindy muffled her 
with a kiss, and we spent the rest of the night teasing 
and using Sara when we weren't taking time to eat Kim's 
cake.

To be continued?

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The author does not condone child abuse, this story is 
meant as an erotic fantasy not depicting anything in 
real life. Anyone acting out such scenarios in "real 
life" can look forward to many unproductive years 
getting it up the butt by a fellow convict in their 
local prison system.
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