Is that even a serious question?

After getting over her initial surprise from Mark’s charge, Sasha grins widely. Then, probably realizing that it would ruin the role play, clears her throat and pinches her lips to wipe away the smile before taking a deep melodramatic breath to say, “oh evil and vile goblin queen, I won’t ever give in. Go ahead, have your war beast ravage me. It’s only a matter of time before I escape and bring justice upon your head!”

… damn she’s good. Completely off the cuff. Wait, no. This is just an excuse for sexy time. I clear my own throat and try to keep my face heating up to a minimum. Then I use the riding crop to reach over Mark’s shoulder and tap Sasha’s chin. I look her in the eyes, “Very well, have it your way. War mount, break her.” I smile with both feigned and genuine smugness. There wasn’t a single s sound to mess up there!

Mark growls again, this time in a more clearly playful manner which makes me giggle, as he moves both of her hands to being held by just one of his. With his free hand he begins to slowly unbutton her blouse. It… takes a while.

I pout with impatience, “Rip her shirt off!”

Sasha quickly shoots back, “Don’t you dare! I like this shirt and I hate sewing buttons back on!”

Mark… just keeps unbuttoning the shirt slowly. Once it becomes clear he won’t do as I asked, Sasha grins at me saucily.

“Foul lady, how dare you command my war mount! You will pay for that, with your pu… uh, with your cunt!” Yeah, dodged the s sound flawlessly.

As Mark finishes unbuttoning the blouse, Sasha looks at me seriously and says in a concerned tone, “Don’t worry about saying an s. It’s not a big deal, you won’t get better at it if you don’t practice, and it sounds kind of cute anyways.”

My face suddenly feels on fire again, I try to respond, but find myself stammering. “Th-that, uh… grrr, bad lady! Don’t break character! War mount, dethtroy her puthy!”

I shove my burning face into Mark’s back as I calm down from being called out for avoiding the s sound. I feel Mark rumble more, as he clearly finds my embarrassment amusing. Stupid war beast. In frustration I take the crop and swat him on the head a few times, not doing any damage but still expressing my annoyance with him. He only rumbles more.

While I hide my face, I also feel Mark shift around, leaning over a bit. I peek over his shoulder and realize he’s moved on to pulling Sasha’s pants and panties down, letting them drop to her ankles as she kicks off her shoes. Finally he traces his fingers up from her thighs, slowly across her lightly toned belly, and up to the center of her bra. She’s luckily wearing a pair with the latch in the front, so Mark grabs it and lets out another soft playful growl before unhooking it with a surprisingly deft hand motion. Sasha grins at Mark and I, and bites her lower lip seductively.

I gulp, looking slowly up and down her body. I… damn. I’m finding myself oddly okay with my new bisexuality and female body. But right now… I kind of miss my dick.

No, don’t worry about what you can’t change. Besides, I’m in an incredibly sexy throuple. I have nothing to complain about… I blush more and groan while swatting Mark’s head a few more harmless times in frustration. This lucky bastard. I almost lose my grip and begin to slide off his back, forcing me to drop the riding crop to grab onto his shoulders. If I get a say in Sasha’s next sex toy acquisition, I’m definitely voting for a backpack/saddle to put on Mark. I’m not actually sure if they make those, but still.

Mark ignores my scrambling on his back, and instead shows off his athleticism by sliding his free hand between Sasha’s legs to push up on her ass. Along with his hand holding her arms up, he lifts her up off the ground against the wall, making her taller than me again. He doesn’t hold her there long though, stepping forward and letting her slide down the wall until she is eye level with me, sliding down onto his waiting cock.

Sasha sighs contentedly as he slowly enters her. “Oh, fuck yeah. Fuck me babe.”

I push my self up by Mark’s shoulder so I can reach her head, and take a small fistful of her hair. I lightly yank it, just enough to make her head look more directly at me. “Hey, don’t talk to my war mount like that! Thith ith a punishment!”

Sasha giggles at me, but gets serious again. “Ravage me all you want, I’ll never give up! Ah!”

Taking that as his cue to really show me what I’ve been missing, Mark slams his hips forward. The sudden violent burst of motion almost jostles me off, and I wrap my arms around Mark’s neck to steady myself. Mark doesn’t slowly down though, pounding rhythmically into Sasha with a speed I genuinely was not expecting. There is a thud every time he thrusts, as he slams into her pussy with a loud slap and her own ass is pushed harder into the wall. An old picture of Sasha’s college graduation shakes on the wall, and slips to one side before falling off the wall entirely. Luckily it seems to use plastic instead of glass, so it just falls noisily but harmlessly to the floor. And Mark just keeps fucking Sasha harder. Sasha’s eyes roll back into her head as she moans out.

With him violently shaking with each thrust, it’s all I can do to hold on with my arms around his neck. But this is so hot, it’s not fair that they are the only ones to enjoy themselves. As his body shakes, I use my legs to kick down the blankets still strapped to his back. They don’t come off completely, but that actually works to my benefit, as they form a small ridge at his hips that can provide a bit of stability for me. I wrap my legs firmly around Marks body, and let myself slide down till my butt lands on the blanket. With my legs and arms, I’m able to hang on with enough ease to concentrate on my real goal. Wearing my sweater dress means that my spread legs press my pussy directly against Mark’s back. It might not be the sexiest part of his body, but it’s still pretty tone and fit as far as backs go. And besides, I’m mostly using his fervent thrusts into Sasha to rub my pussy against him, which itself makes this pretty hot.

Sasha finds her voice again, although it’s harder for me to see her face now. “Foul beast, ah, animal! Ah, ah! Fuck.”

Partially hidden behind his back, I drop the goblin queen persona and just listen to Sasha’s playfully defiant insults and Mark’s equally playful growls and snarls. I whimper as I find a few back ridges that really dig into my tight pussy as I bounce and rub up and down his back with each of his powerful thrusts. I stifle my own moans by kissing Mark’s back, which then turns into licking.

Sasha wraps her legs around Mark’s torso, overlapping my own legs. This gives Mark easier access to her pussy, but also makes him less able to use the wall to help support her weight. He heroically maintains the same speed for a few more furious thrusts into her, but it quickly becomes clear he won’t be able to maintain things like this. And Sasha seems far from defeated, as she now has more height on me and grins down at both Mark and me from over his shoulder.

I abandon my new favorite one of Mark’s back ridges, something I never thought I’d have a favorite of, and resume my Goblin Queen persona. Climbing back to be eye level with my captive, I pat Mark’s shoulder.

“My loyal mount, drag the captive to the dungeon! We will break her there.” I try to sound intimidating, but even I can tell my soft voice just sounds cute.

“It doesn’t matter where you take me, I’ll never surrender!” With a sexy giggle, Sasha pushes herself off the wall completely so Mark can carry her. And Mark does just that, holding her up on his cock as she drapes herself over him, with me on his back. Granted I don’t add much to the weight, but I still feel a little sorry for him as he carries us both slowly to the bedroom. Sasha breaks character a bit as she reaches over Mark’s shoulder to grab my hair and pull me close, kissing me passionately beside Mark’s ear.

Mark interrupts the kiss as he reaches the bed and somewhat unceremoniously drops Sasha onto it, only holding up and putting down her hips more gently because he still has his cock lodged inside. The bed is plenty soft enough for this though, and Sasha just laughs as she bounces on the mattress. I feel a little weird seeing that, as I would have never felt comfortable with being so rough with her.

As Mark crawls on top of Sasha and gets ready to resume fucking her, I speak up. “Stop, wait a moment.” I get off of his back. It was fun for a bit, but it feels somewhat… removed from the action. I want love too! I walk over to his front and push him back up a bit off of Sasha, so I can squeeze in between them. I straddle Sasha’s belly, her lightly defined abs harder than I remember them being. I put my hands on both of her breasts and lightly squeeze them. Suddenly Mark grabs my dress from behind me and pulls it up over my head. I blush, but don’t complain. I was the only one of us with any meaningful amount of clothes on, so this just makes us even.

Sasha smiles at me as I’m stripped naked, and smiles wider as I resume groping her breasts. She reaches down and grabs my breasts and easily gropes them in their entirety, her hands being much larger than mine. She focuses on pinching and tweaking my nipples, as my own hands sink into her more voluptuous chest. Mine aren’t actually that small for my body, but I can’t compare to hers. I whimper, quickly losing this battle of the breasts. I look over my shoulder and command cutely, “help me… fuck her more.”

Mark needs no further urging. As he leans over, his broad chest presses against my back and pushes me down towards Sasha’s chest. This makes it harder for her to grope me, and lands my face right into her cleavage. Seeing the perfect opportunity, I quickly take her right nipple into my mouth and begin to suckle at the same time I feel Mark rear back his hips for his next ****.