Like a beast.

"Let's...let's do doggy," Grant says, breathing fast. Despite everything the past day has been, he still can't really believe he's here, about to fuck this nineteen-year-old he didn't know until a few hours ago. Hell, he wouldn't even have looked at a girl that age before this morning that way. But now...

"You heard him, Mel," Mary murmurs. She squeezes Mel's breast before releasing the younger woman, giving her ass a sharp smack. "On the bed and present your holes for your master."

"Oooh...yes, ma'am," Mel gasps. She scrambles over to the bed and clambers onto it on all fours. Mary follows, Grant trailing behind the hem of her robe.

"Head down," Mary instructs, putting one firm hand on the back of Mel's head and pushing her downward. Mel complies, pressing her head into the bed as she looks sideways at Mary, breathing shallowly. Her breasts jut toward the bedspread, and Grant can see her pink, shiny slit and puckered asshole peeking at him from her skinny ass. His erection throbs painfully as Mary runs a hand up the girl's back and smacks her ass again. "This is a good position, Mel. With you like this Grant can fuck you as hard and deep as he likes...and in whichever hole he likes." She idly traces up Mel's lips and glides her fingertips across Mel's asshole, making the girl flinch. "Do you want Grant to fuck your ass, Mel?"

"I-If that's what he wants," Mel gasps. She turns her head awkwardly, eyes wide and nearly frantic with desire. "P-Please fuck me, Grant! You can - can do whatever you want! Fuck me hard...fuck my ass...just p-please! Do it! Please!"

"She's absolutely soaked for you, master," Mary says with a chuckle.

Grant grins, nearly dizzy with the rush of sex and power, as he clambers onto the bed and kneels behind Mel. He can faintly smell the tang of her scent. As he gets into position, he sees Mary, her arm wrapped over Mel's hips, lick her lips. "...May I, Grant?"

It takes him half a second to understand the request. "Ha! Y-Yeah."

"Oh, thank you. Oouuummmph." Mary leans forward and, opening her mouth wide and sticking out her tongue, swallows his cock in one smooth motion. She moans with pleasure as she takes it into her mouth, tongue darting along the underside skillfully. Grant groans, nearly cumming as the wet heat of her mouth and the gentle, slick play of her tongue engulfs him. He braces himself on Mel's waist with one hand, the other going to Mary's head as she bobs eagerly up and down. Mel whines, wiggling her ass slightly beneath them. There's an attitude almost of reverence, of worship, in the way Mary closes her eyes and slowly, carefully runs her lips and tongue over his shaft.

Finally she pulls back, panting slightly, leaving him slick and shining. "Fuck her now, Grant," she whispers. "You've claimed the little slut already - now make it proper." She reaches down to grasp his cock firmly by the base and guides him toward Mel's shiny twat. Grant bites his lip, pushes his hips forward and - with Mary's guidance - glides in.

Mel lets out a little shriek, Mary emits an aroused-sounding gasp, and Grant groans. Mel is incredibly tight. The younger girl is shivering now, body trembling all over, and Grant looks down to see that he's only halfway in yet. "Keep going," Mary murmurs, and it nearly sends him over the edge, but he does it for her, pulling out slightly before pushing forward again, getting a bit farther, and Mel is shaking, gasping, whimpering "So big, so big, so big, please, please, I - I - I - " Mary strokes her back and leans down toward her head, murmuring in her ear, loud enough for Grant to hear: "I know, sweetheart, I know, you can do it, you can take him, you're made to take him, this is what you're for, baby, every part of your body is for Grant, good girl..."

Finally Grant's inched his way forward and back until he's seated in Mel up to the hilt, his hips pressing against her ass. Mel is gasping, chest heaving, hands white-knuckled and gripping the bedsheets. Grant stops, worried that he's going to hurt or overwhelm her, and he sees Mary smile slyly. Glancing at him, she leans back toward Mel. "He's all the way in now, Mel. Tell me...do you want him to fuck you for real?"

Mel's eyes, which had been squeezed shut in pleasure or overwhelm or both, fly open. She looks up at Mary, though Grant can see her pleading, **** expression. "Yes," she begs hoarsely. Unable to restrain himself any longer, Grant bucks his hips, driving his cock into her and slapping her clit with his balls.

Mel shrieks and gasps as her orgasm takes her. Her whole body starts to shake, and Grant has to grab her by the waist to keep her from collapsing to the bed and slipping off his cock. Mary laughs with delight as she watches Mel climax, stroking her hair and smiling up at Grant as he groans and holds onto the girl, trying not to cum too quickly himself. Mel's orgasm leaves her panting and smiling, shaking slightly with laughter now, a few happy tears trickling down her cheeks. She lolls in Grant's hands, slack-jawed, while Mary pets her. As Mel stops shaking, Mary tosses her own hair over her shoulder and slides to the head of the bed, leaning back against the headboard. She makes eye contact with Grant and smirks.

"There, you gave the little thing a nice orgasm. She's had her pleasure..." Mary smiles and runs a hand over Mel's shoulder blades, making her shudder. "Now use your slut."

Grant lets out a snarl and loses himself. He hears Mary laugh and Mel gasp as he begins to rut, but everything is running together now. Mel's cunt is like a wet-hot vice on his cock, still fluttering slightly from her climax, and he wants nothing more than to drive himself into it until he anchors there. He begins to pump his hips furiously, the slapping of his flesh against Mel's filling the room along with Mel's panting shrieks as he plows her with a vengeance. He's dimly aware that Mary, watching, has let her jaw fall open and her legs part, one hand dropping down under her silken panties and her fingers flexing as she watches him fuck Mel like an animal. He wants to go deeper, fuck Mel harder, put on a better show for Mary, and with a snarl he reaches forward and seizes Mel's hair. Mel yelps and he pulls her face up from the bed, as though he could get leverage enough to emerge from her mouth as he fucks her furiously. Mary laughs and leans forward, kissing Mel on the mouth, cupping the girl's cheek with one hand as her tongue twines lasciviously around Mel's, dancing over the younger woman's lips as Mary puts on a show for Grant in turn.

Finally Grant can hold back no longer, and he howls out his orgasm as he slams his hips into Mel, pumping his seed into her in wave after wave. Mel moans loudly into Mary's mouth and Mary reciprocates, all three of them groaning with pleasure as Grant collapses slightly. He feels his cock spasm a few final times before he's spent, and he gasps with pleasure before biting the back of Mel's shoulder with a little laugh.

In the living room, Lily groans as she lies on the couch, one hand working between her legs. "F-Fuck! Fuck...he's really...giving it to her...isn't he...?"

"Guess so," Jaz says with a chuckle as she reclines in an armchair. Lily cracks open an eye, glancing across the room at her.

"Sure I can't interest you in a little...a little pussy-munching? I'll return the favor..." she gasps.

"I'm good, girl. But you take care of yourself. I'll keep an eye on her." Jaz nods with amusement toward Abby, who's now wearing a sleep shirt and shorts along with a pair of huge, noise-canceling headphones and determinedly playing a game on a Switch in the corner, knuckles white and jaw clenched. Lily nods and closes her eyes again, the better to focus on the noises echoing from the main bedroom.

Grant sighs as he slips from Mel's cunt, collapsing onto the bed with a heavy flop. Mel collapses too, and starts to snuggle into his arms until Mary stops her with a hand on her shoulder. "No, Mel," she says firmly. "You came while Grant was fucking you. Since this was your first...real...time getting fucked, that's fine, but next time, you ask first, got it?" Mel nods, wide-eyed. "And now that he's done using you, thank him for fucking you."

Mel turns her big, blue eyes to Grant. "Th-Thank you, Grant..." she whispers. "Thank you for...fucking me. I - I lo - "

"And now," Mary says firmly, "you get down there...and clean up your mess. Lick, suck...whatever it takes to get Grant clean. And if he should get hard again, well, he'll tell you what to do. Might be he'll fuck you again...might be he'll fuck your throat...might be he'll fuck someone else. But your job is to make sure he's clean and ready if he wants to be."

"Y-Yes, Mary..." Mel whispers. As Mary pushes sternly on her shoulder, the nineteen-year-old wiggles down the bed until her head is level with Grant's crotch. She hesitates only a second before timidly leaning forward and taking Grant's flagging, cum-coated member into her mouth, sucking it inexpertly but ardently.

Mary settles in next to Grant, smiling into his face with pleased dark eyes as she strokes his arm, almost pinning Mel in place with her thighs. "How was that, my king?"

"That was...amazing," Grant says with a laugh. He groans as Mel hits a sensitive spot with her tongue, feeling his cock twitch. "Where the hell...did you learn to do all this?"

Mary smiles wickedly. "Well...you're not the only one to have been given a chance to be someone they weren't before the world fell apart, Grant." She leans in and kisses him, lips firm and sweet and slightly sticky. He kisses her back, reveling in the sensations of Mary's lips on his and Mel's tongue on his cock. "You'll be amazing tonight, I know," Mary says as they pull apart. "I just wanted you to have this first. To know who you are in this new world. These women...all of us...ready to serve you. Ready to be what you want. Help you build what you'll build."

"You really think we can do this?" Grant asks softly.

Mary smiles. "With you in charge, I know we can." She leans in again, and Grant closes his eyes, abandoning himself to the feel of Mary's lips and the low, steady slurping sounds of Mel's dutiful worship.