Let the evening begin.

An hour later, he was sitting at the dining table while Lisa knelt naked next to him again. Christina sat opposite him and Lara stood naked next to her. John could see some reddened areas on her, especially her bottom and breasts. Marcy had also arrived meanwhile. Joe was good enough to bring her over and carry the box in. John had to smile when he saw him looking Lisa up and down. Joe even wished him a good weekend as he drove back home.

Marcy was wearing a short black dress under her coat. It gave a deep insight. She had wrapped her legs in long black stockings with suspenders. He liked the dress. He had sent Marcy to the corner of the room after she had spread out the contents of the box on a table.

John was pleased. She had done everything he had asked her to do. He was glad that he hadn't just ordered one item at a time, but several. Fortunately, she had brought everything and not just a selection, although he hadn't said so exactly. Marcy kept looking at him. He could only guess what was going through her mind, but it didn't matter anyway.

"So you got yourself some more victims," she said out of nowhere.

"Yes, why wouldn't I? How far have you got with your search? Have you found a suitable doctor yet?" he replied.

Marcy swallowed hard before answering, "Yes, I've found one, I have an appointment with him next week."

"That's good, tell me when and I'll come with you. I think I'll be quite helpful with the negotiations," John chuckled. Then he looked at Christina, who couldn't keep her hands off Lara.

"And is it everything you thought it would be?"

"Yes, it's even better than I thought. She's in **** mode right now. I think she likes it or Lara Cumslut!" she replied, not taking her eyes off Lara. Lara's knees gave way a little, and she leaned forward as she let out a loud, pleasurable moan.

"Y-yes, mistress," Lara replied submissively and bowed again. Christina patted her head.

"Good girl," Christina praised her and then looked over at John. Her smile was genuine and pretty.

"What's wrong with Lara? Why is she acting like this? That's not my daughter, she would never..." Lisa asked, giving John an angry look.

"She's Christina's toy," he replied, stroking Lisa's hair before turning his attention back to Christina.

"We should eat to keep our strength up, so bon appétit," he said, and began to eat. Christina also wished him a good appetite and then let Lara feed her. Marcy stood impassively in the room and seemed to be a little lost in thought. John already had an idea for the doctor. Marcy would not only pay a higher price, but also in kind. Of course, he would make sure to get access to the patient files. That would certainly be helpful. John looked at the women in turn and was sure he was going to have a wonderful weekend. He took a longer look at Christina, and she looked at him when she noticed.

"Why are you grinning like that? You've probably got a few ideas again, haven't you?" she asked him openly, stroking one hand up and down between Lara's thighs. John had to laugh again.

"What makes you think that?" he replied ironically and couldn't help but laugh again.

"I already know how Marcy's going to pay the doctor, and I'm sure she won't like it. And I've already thought about a few things for the weekend. Especially now that I can see Lara in her full glory, I'd like to test her out too, I know I told you she's all ....," he let her in on his thoughts.

"Yes, you did, but I'm sure we can work something out," she interrupted and then looked at Marcy and Lisa in turn, "I think I can have some fun with them in between."

John and Christina both laughed out loud. Lisa and Marcy could literally see their humiliation and anger, while Lara followed everything attentively and with interest.

After dinner, he stood up and held up a glass like a guest about to make an announcement.

"Then listen up, this weekend will be a lot of fun, at least for Christina and me," he began and laughed again, "Marcy you take your clothes off now, you can keep your shoes on. You'll ALL be wearing just the high heels for the weekend while we're in the house, yes, that goes for you too Christina ..."

"THAT WAS BUT..." Christina interjected loudly, but John drowned her out.

"I know, but do you really want to mess with me? I'll let you have the three of them, but I want something for my eyes too!" he replied firmly. Christina looked at him for a moment and took a deep breath before undressing.

"It's not as if you haven't seen it before," she mumbled.

"Better this way?" she asked him as soon as she had undressed completely, and John nodded in agreement. His cock was already bulging in his pants. He wondered who should go first, but then he stood up and walked over to the table where Marcy had placed the utensils she was to bring. John took a long crop from the table and struck his palm gently once with it.

"I think it's time we started the party, you may help yourself to the table of course, Christina," he announced soon after, slapping Marcy's ass, who squealed as he hit her.

"Clear the table together with the bitch on your knees," he told her, and she walked towards the table while Lisa got up and started clearing the table as well. Christina also came to the table and checked to see if there was anything she could use.

"You really are an ass!" she said quietly, and he looked at her in surprise.

"You said Lara was mine..."

"She is. I just want to spend the weekend having fun with the four of you. I'm sure I'll have my way with Lara AND you several times, but that was part of the deal! So don't be like that. I'll leave you as you are, that's generous enough, think of your mother as she is now, I can do the same with you. But because you were so cheeky, you'll get a punishment, not this weekend, but afterward! Don't forget who has the upper hand here!" he admonished her. Christina's mouth twisted, and she nodded, barely visible.

"I'm sorry! I ... I don't know ..." she then apologized.

John put his index finger on her lips and then stroked them with his fingertip.

"Shh, I'll find something to make up for it!" he said with a mischievous grin and slipped his finger between her lips.

"Your mouth is really talented, so you can't blame me for not wanting to miss it," he added. Christina sucked in his finger and let her tongue dance around his fingertip. She shook her head gently.

"Get down on all fours and come to heel!" she called to Lara as soon as John pulled his finger out. His grin widened at her words, and widened a little more when he saw Lara immediately get down and get on all fours. Christina grabbed a collar and a lead. She put the collar around Lara's neck and then hooked the lead on. Before she left the room with Lara, leading her like a dog, she took two dildos, plugs and a blindfold with her.

John looked after the two of them and then glanced at the empty table. Marcy and Lisa were standing next to it, looking at him discontentedly.

"Lie down on the table, Marcy!" he ordered her and took the largest dildo on the table for himself before walking towards the table. Lisa stood rooted to the spot and watched Marcy lie down on the table.

"Put your legs up and put your hands on the backs of your knees!" he demanded of her next.

John slapped his palm with the crop again and grinned at her. Then he lowered the crop and stroked his free hand from her knee down to her cunt. The closer he got, the more he felt the heat and when he reached her, he realized that she was wet. He wasn't surprised, after all, she hadn't come for a while.

"Such a little slut, you're already all wet here," he noted.

"That's ... Aaah," she was about to reprimand him, but she had to cry out when he hit her labia with the crop.

"I don't care!" he rebuked her in turn.

"You get hornier too when you see another woman being used and/or fucked!" he said to Lisa as he looked at her while he took another swing with the crop. Marcy tensed her body as she saw this and braced herself for the next blow from John. But it didn't come, instead he placed the tip on the inside of her thigh and stroked slowly up and down.

"I can imagine you'd like to come, wouldn't you? And don't lie to me!" John said gently, but still demanding.

Marcy screwed up her face, it was obvious that she didn't want to admit it, but she had no other choice now.

"Hell yes, I want to come!" she replied angrily.

"So would you rather fuck or suck?" he asked her with a grin, "you know you can come through both if that's what I want."

Marcy opened her mouth and immediately closed it again, then took a deep breath and replied, "Whichever you prefer! The main thing is that I finally get to come again!"

"Good answer!" John replied, turning her around on the table so that her head hung over the edge of the table, and he had better access.

"You lick it in time!" he ordered Lisa and made her tongue a clit too. John pulled off his pants, slapping his stiff member against her face several times before shoving it into her open mouth. He looked at Lisa, who was now facing him and had leaned down to feast on Marcy's cunt. She lifted her head after realizing what signals her tongue was sending to her brain and looked at him with wide eyes.

"Keep going!" he urged her and then unblocked Marcy. She was going to have a few orgasms this weekend. He was curious to see which she liked better, giving up or receiving orgasms.

"It's going to be a really hot weekend," he laughed and pushed his cock deeper into Marcy's mouth. Marcy moaned into his cock, her whole body tensed up, and it was only seconds before she started shaking and squirting her cunt juice in Lisa's face.

A/N: I don't know yet if I'm going to write out the weekend or skip it. I would find a pure sequence of sex scenes (I know, it already is) a bit excessive.