A big enough closet.

They tumble out of the restaurant in a nervous sort of fluster. Sarah is holding Bailey's hand (or is it Pet, she wonders) while Tommy is tugging at Nick excitedly, like a small child heading to the toy store. Sarah volunteers that her place is close, and no one argues, so they agree to meet up there. Nick's still not sure this is a good idea, but Tommy is definitely all in, and Sarah brought it up, and Bailey seems equally excited. They all pile into Sarah's BMW, Tommy and Nick in the back, Sarah driving, Bailey sitting next to her. Less than ten seconds after they get into the car, as Sarah is still pulling away from the curb, Tommy leans over and begins to nuzzle on Nick's earlobe as she grins at Sarah in the rear-view. "So," she asks, breezily, "what are the rules for tonight?"

"Rules?" Sarah inquires, looking up at Tommy for a moment as she moves out into traffic.

"Most scenes have rules the participants negotiate beforehand," Nick explains. "What the sub will or won't do, who does what to who, what's off limits, that sort of thing."

"I'm down for absolutely anything you all want to do," Tommy blurts out, frisky.

"This comes as no surprise," Bailey intones, mock-serious, then checks quickly to see what Sarah's face looks like. Bailey is still terrified of all the things that could go wrong here; she's afraid to push.

Sarah shrugs. "How about this? I'm a lesbian, so unless the mood takes me and I initiate it, I'd rather not do anything with you, Nick."

Nick nods, complacent. "I assumed as much. Tommy will be more than enough for me."

"Do I get to play with you at all?" Tommy asks. Her tone is almost pleading, and Sarah laughs.

"I think I can get into you," Sarah starts, then realizes what she's just said. The car rocks with laughter, relieving some of the nervousness and tension. "I hate to be selfish, but I'm not sure I can handle watching you touch Bailey, Nick."

"Again, not a problem."

"What do you want, love?" Tommy asks, placing her hand on Bailey's shoulder.

"I want you to show Sarah what I like." Bailey looks at Sarah again, shy. "Is that okay?"

Sarah nods vigorously. "That would be super hot, I think."

"Anyone who feels uncomfortable with anything can say no at any time," Nick emphasizes.

"The safeword is Violet," Tommy prompts. "And we'll use the color code to make sure we're all okay." That prompts a discussion of the basics of BDSM, scenes, safewords, and the colors, which all lasts until they reach Sarah's place, a very fancy walk-up in the nice part of town. As soon as the car stops, Tommy bails out and circles the car quickly, opening Bailey's door for her and helping her out. Getting very close, almost touching, Tommy looks deep into Bailey's eyes. "Are you ready, baby?"

"Yes, Miss Tommy," Pet answers, head dropping, hands back. Sarah and Nick, who are just getting out, both freeze and watch in awe as Tommy immediately lifts Pet's skirt so she's naked there on the street. Tommy's fingers slide easily into Pet's over-heated cunt, a naughty wet squishing sound punctuating her move. Pet's eyes close, but she holds stock still as Tommy plays with her slit for a few more seconds. "Door, please," she whispers at Sarah as she bites Pet's exposed neck; Sarah tears her eyes away from the sight and fumbles with the house key, almost dropping them in her rush to get the door open. The split second it's unlocked, she shoves it open and Tommy slips her fingers out of Pet's pussy and rushes her into the house. As they are passing Sarah, still standing at the open door, Tommy spins and presses her fingers, still wet from Pet, against Sarah's lips, a wicked and seductive smirk on Tommy's face.

"Stop teasing," Nick grunts playfully, putting his hand on Tommy's tight little bottom and shoving her inside. He and Sarah step in, Sarah closing the door; Tommy has pushed Pet up against the wall, running her hands up under Pet's skirt again, exposing her freckled ass cheeks, Pet's slit visibly wet, Pet's face pressed against the wall.

"Bedroom, Pet," Tommy orders, letting Pet stand again; shuddering with arousal, Pet points up the stairs, then leads the way, Tommy holding her by the back of the neck, pushing just enough to keep Pet moving up. Sarah has paused, staring at the two girls as they head up the stairs. Her face is flushed, her eyes bright, and she looks at Nick, who is waiting patiently at the bottom of the stairs.

"If you want, Sarah, I can stay down here." Nick points toward the downstairs den and the couch.

"What would you get out of that?" Sarah asks, chuckling.

"I'd know the girls I love are having a great time with someone they like."

Sarah shakes her head, and grins at him. "Nick, you've proved your point, okay? Now get upstairs so we can watch your girlfriend fuck the shit out of my girlfriend."

Even with just that small conversation, they arrive in the bedroom to find Tommy isn't waiting. She's got Pet bent over the foot of Sarah's bed, and she's running her hands across Pet's naked bottom. She's pulled Pet's skirt and top off and dropped them on the floor, and her fingers are playing back and forth across Pet's slit. Pet is breathing heavy, standing stock still like a statue as Tommy teases her. Nick stands in the doorway for a moment, letting Sarah move up to the side of the bed, the dark-haired Amazon laying down across it so she's got her legs straddling Pet's head; Sarah doesn't touch her, but Pet knows she could. Pet's tits are swaying gently, her gaze locked on Sarah, who looks back and sees Nick waiting; she pats the head of the bed next to her, without taking her eyes off Pet's breasts.

"Are you going to show Miss Sarah what a good girl you are, Pet?" Tommy demands, her hand stopping on Pet's naked ass.

"Yes, Miss Tommy," Pet answers, voice soft. She's so wet her inner thighs are slick.

Tommy winks at Sarah, then pulls her hand back as far as she can. "Count down from twenty, Pet. Nice and loud."

"Yes, Miss Tommy," Pet replies, a slight waver in her tone. Tommy swings her hand down hard and fast, making impact with Pet's ass, a loud crack of flesh on flesh. Pet flinches, winces, then breathes out. "Twenty, Miss Tommy," she says. As Tommy draws her hand back again, Nick takes in the whole scene. Beside him, Sarah is settling into the bed, her hands sliding over her top to caress her own nipples through her blouse. Pet is bent double, cheeks scarlet, hair wild as each strike drives her forward onto her toes, making her tits wobble lewdly. Behind her, Pet is alternating hands, smacksmacksmack, paddling Pet's bare ass, Tommy's own skirt pouched out, her erection inches from Pet's by-now boiling cunt. And his own erection, stiff, aching, trapped inside his own slacks.

As if reading his mind, Sarah lowers her right hand down, unbuckling her pants and deftly shimmying out them, kicking them off the bed. Her jet black hair is visible through her white silk panties, the base of them soaked through. She glances over at Nick, who is studiously keeping his eyes on Tommy. Glancing down at his crotch, she smiles. "Since I'm going to be sitting here masturbating, I figure it's only fair you get comfortable, too," she murmurs, pushing his hand toward his own belt.

Pet is moaning audibly, the sound strangely loud in the room. "Ten, Miss Tommy," she manages to get out after another spank. Nick can see her shaking, her arms and legs beginning to wobble, a thin high-pitched whine from her when Tommy takes a moment to caress the red spot where she's hit. Tommy's own cock is hard, and she steps back, unclipping and then dropping her skirt and hiking her own panties down around her ankles. Now, after each stroke, Tommy runs the head of her stiffness up and down the wet slit in front of her; each time her cock touches Pet's pussy lips, there's another whine from the frustrated and worked-up sub.

Nick has his own cock out, stroking it as he watches the show. To his left, Sarah's fingers are inside her underwear, the base of them barely concealing the circular movements of her fingertips on her clit. She's staring at Pet now, unashamedly enjoying what she sees. Tommy hits Pet's ass again, and Pet lets out a short cry of pain and pleasure. "Five, Miss Tommy," she gasps, her shoulders wobbling as she stares down at Sarah's crotch. Tommy is breathing heavily, too, stroking herself with her free hand and she continues the paddling. Each strike is a challenge now, a fight between Tommy and Pet to see which one of them is going to lose it first.

Sarah grunts as she pushes her hand further into her underwear, her hand thrusting as she begins fucking herself. Her left hand reaches up into Pet's hair, tugging it and pulling Pet off balance; Pet moans hornily, and shivers all the way down. The next strike hits a little high because of that, and Pet lets out a real cry of pain. Immediatley, Tommy leans forward and checks on her. "What color are you, Pet?"

"That last one was a little yellow, but I'm okay," Pet breathes. "Give me a moment." She's got her eyes screwed shut, letting the pain pass through her. After a few seconds, she takes another deep breath, and moans, "two, Miss Tommy."

Nick can feel his shaft getting moister and moister as his pre-cum and spit lube up his cock. Sarah is entranced, nothing in her eyes but Pet, Sarah's own orgasm obviously coming soon. Tommy leans back, and lets one last very strong strike crack across Pet's bottom, catching her slit and both cheeks. Pet gives out a loud needy groan, barely getting out the last count, ragged, trembling. Tommy is also a little shakey; she steps right up behind Pet, cock nestling in between Pet's reddened ass cheeks. "You've been such a good girl, I think you should get a reward," Tommy whispers, hungry.

"Please, Miss Sarah," Pet moans, hurrying to get the words out. "May I please lick your pussy while Miss Tommy fucks me?" Her tone is sweet, her face flushed, her hands sliding up the sheets to run along both of Sarah's legs.

"If you don't, I may start spanking you myself," Sarah utters, tugging Pet's face down in between her thighs. Pet scrambles to pull Sarah's panties to the side, and then she bucks forward, falling onto the bed tummy first as Tommy invades her pussy from behind. Nick's cock is twitching, and he has to keep stopping as he strokes himself, seeing the lust on the girls' faces. Sarah moans as Pet's tongue presses against her clit, Pet moaning just as loudly as she tastes her girlfriend's box. Tommy is thrusting hard and fast, a total loss of control; she's fucking Pet wildly, her hands clawing into Pet's flanks, her nails digging into Pet's skin. Pet is grunting like an animal, over and over, Nick's hand stroking his hard cock, pre-cum dribbling down along the underside of his shaft, following the red veins towrd his swollen nuts.

Sarah is beginning to thrash, trying to get more contact with Pet's suckling mouth; a flash of something goes across her face, and she suddenly moves over onto Nick's side, returning her fingers to her cunt as she pulls Pet away from her pussy-licking. Pet looks disappointed for the two seconds it takes Sarah to push her face over into Nick's lap. There's a moment of confusion, Pet and Nick both looking at Sarah, not sure if this is okay. "I want to see you suck Nick's cock and swallow his load for me, Pet," Sarah orders, barely holding it together.

Permission given, Pet doesn't even acknowledge the order, just dives forward the last few inches to take Nick's erection into her mouth and throating him happily. That's enough; his cum pours out of him as he cries out in release, Sarah watching intently as Pet's throat works, swallowing each jet of Nick's cum. With a quiet shudder, her legs thrashing, Sarah brings herself off, never taking her eyes off Pet's moth; Tommy growls and pounds into Pet, then yanks out, her cock firing her load across Pet's ass and up the small of her back, pooling in little sticky white lumps among Pet's freckles. The room is quiet for a bit, just the sighs and heavy breathing of four people catching their breath collectively.

A few minutes go by as they all float back down toward Earth. Sarah is partially snuggled into Nick's side, not so much sexual as comfortable. Tommy is laying to his other side, crawling weakly up to snuggle into his arm, her hand curling up around his cock to hold him. Pet has fallen forward onto the bottom of the bed, moving just far enough up the bed to lay her head on Sarah's sweaty thigh. Sarah reaches down and begins to rub Bailey's hair. "That was amazing," she sighs, contented.

"I thought the rules said no contact with Nicki," Tommy giggles. "What the Hell happened there?"

Bailey panics. "Was it okay,Sarah? I didn't mean to do anything I shouldn't, I love you-"

"Hush, you silly girl," Sarah snorts. "I told you to, didn't I?" She shifts slightly on the bed, so she can touch all three of the other people in the bed. "I had this sudden flash of memory, of the times we did it with those guys in school. How hot you looked and how nasty and debauched I felt sneaking glimpses of you so I could get off."

Tommy beams her affection at them all. "Well, it was definitely the hottest thing I've ever done."

"We do keep moving the bar," Nick agrees, his hand rubbing Tommy's bottom. "Bailey, are you okay?"

"If Sarah's okay, I'm okay." There's a question in there, and Sarah leans forward and bends to kiss Bailey.

"I think, if this is what we're going to be doing, we're going to be just fine." Sarah lays back down, and looks down at Tommy's hand as the little blonde strokes Nick back to hardness. "Why are you waking that thing back up?" she smirks.

"Because now it's me and Nicki, and you and Bailey," Tommy burbles, a sing-song tone. She slides upright, and begins crawling into Nick's lap for round two.