Pet and Tommy prove they're good girls.

As soon as the phone hangs up, Tommy leaps up and races to the bedroom, tearing off her outfit and jumping into the shower, leaving Nick to consider what he's going to do. He doesn't want o admit that the last scene with Pet may have been a fluke, and now he has to include Tommy as well. He has no toys to speak of, although he can probably bodge a flogger of some kind together. He walks through the rooms of the suite, looking in drawers and cabinets. In the kitchenette, he finds a roll of plastic wrap and a pair of scissors; in the hall closet, a set of wire hangers provide him with a thrashing tool of sorts. He grabs a nicely shaped cucumber from the fridge, then a plastic cup which he loads with ice cubes. Finally, he uses the scissors to cut the sash cord out of one of the window drapes; he figures he can just bill the hotel for it later. By the time he's done all that, Tommy has cleaned up and raced through all her clothes, finally picking out a pretty white nightgown with long stockings which highlight her legs. The garter belts run down the sides like landing lights drawing Nick's eyes to her white panties, barely covering her already-hardening erection. He's hard already, also; she grins at him, amused.

"Gee, baby," she asks playfully. "Looking forward to this?"

He laughs as he settles into a chair across from her. "Yes and no." She raises an eyebrow at him. "Nervous. I haven't done any dominance games with you, so I'm not sure what you're up for."

"What you did with Pet last time? That'll all work just fine for me."

It's just after midnight when they finally hear a hesitant knock at the door. Tommy starts to rise, but he waves her back down. "Come in," he calls, making Pet come to them. He knows for her, it's all about the tension, the sensation of being totally submissive.

She opens the door and steps inside, a long night-coat going all the way to the floor. As soon as she enters, Pet slides it off her shoulders and drops it to the floor. She's returned to her natural red hair, which is now pulled back from her face, strawberry blonde, framing her round soft features. Red lipstick, light blush; she has a tight black corset forcing her already-impressive breasts forward and up, narrowing down her waist to her freshly shaved cunt. Her legs are wrapped in long black stockings, and her feet are in six-inch heels which drive her ass up the same way the corset raises her tits.

Tommy lets out an involuntary whistle, impressed with how beautiful Pet is. Nick clicks his tongue at her, reminding her to behave, and stands, holding out his hand to Pet. She crosses the room from the hallway, her steps slow, a mix of nervousness, desire, and confidence. She knows she's pretty, the two hard cocks in the room making that very obvious. When she reaches Nick, her back is to Tommy who is sitting up on the couch, eyes shiny and lustful. "Hello, Pet," Nick says, his tone soft and commanding.

"Hello, Sir," she answers, keeping her eyes down, her hands crossed in front of her, waiting respectfully.

"The rules from last time will still apply," he continues. "Do you understand?"

"Yes, Sir."

"Do you want Tommy to just watch?"

Pet shakes her head vigorously. "Please, Sir, if she wants, I want to play with her, too."

"Tommy?"

"Yes, please," Tommy answers, then starts guiltily. "Sir," she adds.

Nick nods. "What is the safe word, Tommy?"

"Violet, Sir."

"Good girl," he says, noticing Tommy looks pleased. "Now, Pet, tonight, you and Tommy are equals, understand?"

"Yes, Sir." He can see a slight smile on Pet's face, colour in her cheeks already.

"The two of you are going to show me you can both be good girls for me. If you disappoint me, there will be consequences. Do you both understand and accept that?"

Both girls nod, barely restraining their excitement. He steps forward, and points to the floor beside Pet. "Tommy, come here."

She jumps up from the loveseat and stands at attention next to Pet, trying to mirror the other girl's submissive posture. "Arms up above your heads while I inspect you both."

Both girls murmur "Yes, Sir," lifting their arms and clasping their hands behind their heads. Nick walks around them, slowly, reaching out occasionally to touch a strap here, a piece of lace there, brushing a few imaginary specks from their clothes. Tommy's panties have a wet spot where her cock is leaking thru; Pet's own pussy is already damp. The monster shifts and awakens inside him, and without warning, he's scanning. The pulse in their necks, the slow rise and fall of their chests as they try to control their breathing, the flush of color on the skin, the glitter of lust in their eyes. He stands behind them both, appreciating the view. After a few moments, he takes a deep breath, walking the rest of the way around them and pulling a small towel off the end table by his seat. Laid out on it are all the toys he's gathered, each one set up to highlight the next. Both girls' eyes lock onto the table and its contents; anticipation is building.

"Pet, I think Tommy has too many clothes on." He motions toward Tommy's crotch, and picks up a pair of scissors from the table. "Help her get more comfortable."

"Yes, Sir," Pet murmurs, taking the scissors from him and turning to Tommy. Slowly, her hands running down over Tommy's chest and tummy, Pet sinks to her knees in front of the other girl. As she goes down, she instinctively spreads her legs as wide as she can, her face heating up as her pussy splays open. Slipping the scissors under the side of Tommy's panties, she looks up, catching Tommy's eyes. "Snip-snip," Pet whispers, cutting through the lace on Tommy's left hip. That's enough for Tommy's cock to slide out the side of her panties, stiff and red, the tip glistening with Tommy's pre-cum. As Tommy bites her lip, Pet slides over, her lips brushing past Tommy's hard-on less than an inch away. Tommy is fighting to hold still, Pet sliding the scissors in and cutting again.

As her panties fall away, it's Tommy this time who says," snip-snip," smiling back down at Pet.

"Thank you, Pet," Nick says, approval in his voice. "Get back in position." She rises and takes her place beside Tommy, and Nick looks her over. "You know, I'm not sure I have the best view of you right now, Pet. Why don't you turn around and face Tommy, then bend over for me. Nice and low, so I can get a better look at your pretty little cunt."

Pet spins in place as she complies, bending down so her ass is just a foot or so from Nick's face. It's another stress position, another way to make her work without needing any additional tools or toys. He can see her wetness, her desire. Pet's face is only a few inches from Tommy's erection, a fact both girls are definitely aware of. "Good girl," Nick says, reaching up to pat her ass possessively. He looks at Tommy, face stern. "I still can't quite see everything I want to see, though." He strokes his chin as if deep in thought, then smiles. "Tommy, be a darling and reach under Pet, make sure her pussy is open and ready for me if I want to use her."

"Yes, Sir," Tommy whispers, an undertone of hunger. He feels Pet shiver as Tommy leans forward far enough to reach under and around Pet's splayed thighs. Running her long thin fingers along the wet lips of Pet's pussy, Tommy is very thorough, her fingertips sliding along the opening of Pet's cunny, along the edge of her labia, and along her clit, which is hard as a rock ad jutting out from under the hood. A small moan comes from both girls.

"Very nice, Tommy," Nick compliments her. "Pet, don't you think Tommy is doing a very good job?"

"Yes, Sir," Pet moans, her voice beginning to go far away. As if she's forgotten she even answered, she says it again, this time quivering again when Tommy's fingers linger on her clit, rubbing in little lazy circles. Her legs are beginning to shake slightly, the position she's in putting all her weight on her thighs. "Tommy, it looks like Pe is having some trouble standing still," he says, a slight tone of concern there. "Let's help her get her balance back."

Tommy looks at him, confused. "I- what should I do, Sir?"

"Your cock is right there," Nick points out. "Why don't you fuck her mouth for me while she holds onto your ass? That should help." With a guilty smile, Tommy nods, then slides forward enough to close the distance between Pet's face and her cock. Willingly, almost hungrily, Pet sucks Tommy's shaft into her mouth, going all the way down to Tommy's balls right away. Tommy stiffens, moaning lewdly, her hips beginning to rock, her eyes rolling back in her head, her eyelids dropping.

Nick snaps his fingers to get her attention. "I'm disappointed with you, Tommy," he says, sternly. She looks up at him, confused. She's having trouble concentrating, Pet's hot sucking mouth making obscene slurping noises under her. Nick points to Pet's pussy, now soaking wet. "Pet is being so nice to you, and you're just being selfish right now."

Tommy moans, and bends forward, sliding her hand back under Pet and beginning to stroke her clit aggressively. The problem, as Nick knew would happen, is that this makes the two girls fight both for balance and to reach each other as their bodies get in each others' way. They're getting frustrated, in a good way. His own cock is so hard it hurts, his balls full, watching the girls' bodies begin to glow with heat and lust.

Tommy cracks first. "Please, Sir," she pleads. "May we move to a better position? It's so hard this way."

Nick grins, and stands. "Pet, do you want something easier?" He hears her gurgle, never taking her mouth off Tommy's cock. Instead, she lets go of Tommy's ass long enough to reach back between her legs and grab his belt; once she has her bearings, she slides her hand to his cock, rubbing him through his pants.

Tommy catches on. "Please, Sir," she gasps. "Please fuck Pet. Please fuck her so I can watch. Please."

Nick pulls Pet's hand away from his cock, hears her moan her need around Tommy's cock. Tommy is starting to grunt and squirm, a needy **** whine. Pulling down his zipper, Nick pulls his stiffness out, then brushes the tip of his cock up and down along Pet's moist slit. She immediately bucks backward, sheathing him inside her pussy. He begins to fuck her, slowly at first, then picking up speed. Freed from her responsibility to help, Tommy stands up, her face in ecstasy. "Oh, oh, Pet," she whimpers. "Oh, that's so good, that's so good."

Pet is shuddering, getting closer as Nick fucks her doggy-style, her tits swaying back and forth in time to his deep solid strokes. Tommy is pushing forward, her hand curling into Pet's hair, fucking her mouth, Tommy's cock slathered in spit and the bright red of Pet's lipstick. Looking up at him, she stiffens, then gasps. "Please, Sir, may I feed Pet my cum?"

The words themselves are so incredibly nasty and depraved, it's enough, and Pet pulls away enough to gasp out her own request. "Sir, please, please, can I cum?"

"You're both very good girls," he groans, nodding. "Yes, you both may cum." Tommy screams and releases her load into Pet's gulping throat, the taste and sensation of drinking Tommy's cum driving Pet over the edge, her pussy fluttering and spasming around his cock as she cums hard. He loses himself in the glow of the two of them, then explodes as well, grunting in animal need as he fills Pet's pussy with his load.