He puts Mel in her place.

"Mel, enough," Grant snaps, seizing her wrist just before she can grab his cock. "I said no."

"But why?" she demands, a definite whine entering her voice now. "I can do it!"

Grant's patience evaporates. "Get up," he orders, voice hard. Mel flinches slightly at his tone, and Olivia sits up straighter. Mel slowly, nervously stands up from the couch. "Take your clothes off."

Olivia glances sideways at Grant as Mel's expression shifts, struggling between excitement and nerves. Grant keeps his gaze on the younger woman as she quickly pulls off her t-shirt, shoes, jean shorts, and bra. She hesitates for just a second before sliding her panties down and stepping daintily out of them, then stands there, fidgeting. One arm goes over her breasts, and a hand slides in front of her crotch, but before Grant can even correct her she's twitched them away, clasping her hands behind her back with a nervous exhalation to put her body on display for him. "Lily, come here."

The Chinese artist raises an eyebrow and stands, crossing the room to him and sitting when he pats the seat next to him on the couch. Mel squirms slightly under the three-way gaze of Grant, Olivia, and Lily, her thighs pressing closed involuntarily. "Lily," Grant says conversationally. "You like girls, right?"

"Uh...yeah," Lily says cautiously, eyeing him sidelong.

"What do you think of Mel here? She's been kind of a whiny brat today but I mean her body...do you like her?"

"Um," Lily says with a little laugh. She tilts her head and looks Mel up and down, apparently unbothered by her own nudity. "You want my honest opinion?"

"Yeah," Grant says, still keeping the tone light. "Give it to me straight." Mel is blushing scarlet now.

"Well..." Lily tilts her head, really taking Mel in. "She's pretty, for sure. Cute face. Her tits are kinda small. I sympathize, but I like my girls to have a bit more curve, ya know?" Mel flushes deeper and looks away.

"Hmmm. Spread your legs, Mel," Grant orders. The girl looks at the floor but complies. Her breasts are trembling slightly as her breathing accelerates and Grant, glancing sideways, notices that Lily's lips are slightly parted, her own legs spreading. "What about that pussy? What d'you think?"

"Oh, it looks pretty nice," Lily says with a laugh. "Cute, for sure. And, mmph, look - she's wet. She likes us looking."

"And here I thought Abby was the slutty twin," Grant says dryly.

"Sh-She is," Mel stammers. "She - I mean, the boys, she - "

"Hush," Grant says, and she falls silent. "Lily, if I gave Mel to you...what's the most perverted thing you'd wanna do with her?" He hears Mel inhale sharply. Lily cocks her head toward him and bites her lip. One hand is snaking down her body to gently stroke her vulva.

"Hmmm." She muses. "Before or after?"

"Before or after what?"

"You claimed me," she says. "Do you want to know the most perverted thing I'd do to her in the old days...or what's coming to me now?"

Grant's breath hitches. "How about both?"

"Hmmmm...well...before you claimed me it would've all been about me. I like to be a little dominant sometimes...and she looks so lovely and breakable..." Lily's hand is gently but distinctly circling her clit now, fingers flexing. "I'd tie her down to my bed and ride her face...make her lick me till I came...then gag her so she wouldn't bother the neighbors and use a wand on her until she was shaking and begging me to let her cum." She smiles. "And I would. Eventually."

"And...now?" Grant asks. His erection is straining at his jeans, and he feels Olivia, on his other side, shift slightly closer to him. He's very aware of the warm, close presence of her body beside his.

"Now..." Lily's smile takes on an edge. "Well, look at that cute little ponytail. It's just begging to be used as a handle so I can jack off your cock with her mouth." She glances at him, eyes dark and lustful. "Would you enjoy that...Grant?"

"Uh," Grant says, suddenly feeling very out of his depth. His arousal is profoundly distracting.

"What am I talking about," Lily laughs. "You're a man, of course you would. But the problem is she would, too. Wouldn't you?" Mel fidgets but doesn't reply, eyes on the ground and nipples standing at pink attention.

"Answer her," Grant says tightly.

"I...yeah," Mel says, cheeks flaming.

"Yeah? You'd like it if I used your mouth to jerk off Grant's cock?" Lily breathes. "If I shoved your throat down on his big, fat dick?" Mel nods frantically, swallowing and still not making eye contact. Lily reclines, stroking herself as she leans into Grant. "Mmmm. Of course you would. All of us would...which is why you shouldn't have it."

Mel looks up sharply, eyes wide. "W-What?"

"Hmmm. Yeah," Lily sighs. "That's the most perverse thing I could do...I could suck you off, Grant. Or fuck you. Or you could fuck me and - what's your name?"

"Olivia."

"Fuck me and Olivia at the same time, my mouth her cunt, her mouth my cunt, our asses...and all poor needy little Mel gets to do is watch."

"H-Hey," Mel whines.

"Cuck the needy little girl," Lily murmurs, her breath coming slightly heavy now. "Mmmph. Yeah. That's...that's the most perverse thing I can come up with. Really make her miserable."

"P-Please..." Mel stammers.

"Do you want to?" Lily asks throatily, gazing up at Grant from dark eyes.

Grant takes a deep, steadying breath. "N-No," he says, not entirely confidently. "Not...now. The whole point was that we...need to stay focused."

"Mmm." Lily says nothing else, but her hand slows its circles on her clit. Olivia leans in.

"You should make sure she understands the lesson, Grant," she murmurs.

Grant nods. All of them seem to be...like this. I guess I...have to. Have to establish authority, make it clear that I need them to focus and not be...pursuing me all the time. "Mel," he says, "come here."

Mel crosses to him nervously, eyes wide. Grant reaches out and runs a hand up her bare thigh, feeling a frisson of arousal and startlement from the warm, quivering corporeality of her. I can't believe...this is what life is now. He tries to stay focused on his task, though. "Do you understand what you did wrong?" he asks sternly. Mel nods. "What was it?"

"I...I was pushing too hard," Mel says tearfully. "I just...wanted to make you happy, Grant. I figured you'd...you'd want me..."

Grant nods. "That's not...you're not wrong for wanting to make me happy, Mel. But there's a time and a place. And if I say no, you have to listen. Got it?" Mel nods. An idea, unbidden, swims into Grant's mind, and his cock stirs. I shouldn't...or should I? All the rules are different now.... He swallows. "Lie down here."

"W-What?"

"Lie down. Face down. Across my lap." Mel complies slowly, shaking slightly. Grant can feel her breasts crushed against his thigh, the weight of her torso on him. He reaches down and, feeling daring, rests a hand on the curve of Mel's pert ass. "I need you to remember this," he says, and even though this never happened to him as a child, it's as though some part of him remembers this, like it's a script he's learned to repeat. A cultural thing, he supposes. Mary would have a field day. "So I'm going to spank you now. Ok?"

Mel lets out a shaky gasp, then swallows and nods, mute. Grant massages her ass for a second, then raises his hand. He hesitates for just a second at the zenith of the blow. No turning back from this moment... Then he brings his hand down firmly - but not too hard - onto Mel's ass.

There's a slap of skin on skin, the shock of impact, Mel's startled gasp. Grant clears his throat. "That's one," he says huskily. "I'll give you ten. Say thank you."

"Th-Thank you, Grant," Mel whispers. Lily's biting her lip as she watches, and Olivia has leaned back, her eyes half-closed as she observes the proceedings. Grant gently rubs Mel's ass for a second, then raises his hand and swats her firmly on the other cheek. He gets a little gasping yelp, and even as he says "Two," Mel cries, "Thank you, Grant!" He smiles and raises his hand again.

By the time he gets to the tenth swat Mel is shaking slightly, voice quavering and threatening to break as she gasps out her thanks. Grant, for his part, is aching - spanking Mel has unlocked some dark thing inside him that he didn't know was lurking there, and heat is flooding his body as he punishes her. But he lifts her gently up and sets her on her feet, ignoring the way his cock throbs as her body slides over his thighs. "There you go, sweetheart. All done," he says with a smile.

Mel sniffles, wiping some tears from her eyes, still trembling. "D-Did I do good, Grant?"

"You did, sweetheart. You took your punishment like a champ. Good job." He reaches out and squeezes her hand, and is rewarded by a shaky but unmistakable smile. Mel takes a deep breath, chest heaving, and nods, holding her head high.

"O-Ok. As long as I did ok for you." She smiles down at him and Grant gives her another reassuring squeeze, though part of him twists internally in sudden guilt at the way she's so fully devoted to making him happy. She...she did need to remember, though...

Lily stands and slips an arm around Mel's shoulders. "Why don't we go to my room, hon. Sabi and I keep some stuff around for...things like this," she says dryly. "I'll get some nice, soothing lotion on that sore butt. Though you should learn to do your own aftercare," she adds to Grant, who winces and nods. "Some other time..."

Lily leads Mel out of the living room by the hand, and Grant hears the door to her bedroom open, then shut. He sits, back, shuddering slightly and still deeply aware of his aching erection. Olivia leans close.

"Well done," she murmurs. "Mary will definitely be happy with this." She smirks at him as he turns to her, an inarticulate plea in his eyes, and twitches her gaze toward his tented pants. "Shall I...?"

"Please," he gasps, and mere seconds later he's groaning as her warm, wet mouth swallows his aching member, his fingers twining into her hair as she eagerly begins to bob up and down to suck him off. Less than a minute later he groans, flooding her mouth with his spunk, and shudders as Olivia obediently and efficiently swallows it, keeping the couch clean and erasing nearly all evidence of his need.