Pick Lara

“Lara,” you say, and she steps forward in her low-key, rich girl underwear: a matching set of simple, dark-green bra and panties of a satin type. The panties look like hipsters in the front, but it’s a cheeky thong in the back. It looks good on her.

Even after all the punishment you have given her, she still acts cocky all the time in her own Lara way.

You ignore that and indicate with your eyes.

“Get her ready for me,” you order calmly.

“Sure,” Lara smirks and steps past you. You grab her hair and hold it to make sure that she does this the way that you want her to. You thrust her onto the bed and shove her face between Rebecca’s legs, making sure she keeps her face there and her ass where everyone can see it.

Once you can hear Lara’s tongue working and Rebecca gasping, you let go of Lara’s hair and turn around to face your team. You rest your hand on Lara’s firm buttock and lean, regarding them while she works.

“I told you to get her ready,” you remind her. “Not to make her cum. Max.”

Max smiles when you address her.

“I saw what you did when you thought no one was looking. How you distracted her in the second half. That was good,” you say. “See me later.”

“OK,” Max says, blushing.

You pat Lara’s bottom. “Pause,” you say.

Lara stops what she’s doing and lifts her face, looking at you. Her lips are wet, and a drop of juice rolls down to her chin.

Rebecca is a mess. She’s bright red between her legs, covered in sweat, and all but sobbing with urgent need. You walk over to sit next to her. You softly caress her face, drawing your thumb across her lips. You press, and she takes it into her mouth and sucks hungrily.

Her looking like this and sucking on your thumb really gets to you. Your cock stirs, and you feel a tingle all over.

“You are doing OK,” you tell Lara, reaching out to pat her head. You touch her lips, then look at your team. “Lili.”

“Yes?” Lili says, stepping forward.

By now she has completely given up her spoiled, rich girl airs. All you had to do was tie her up in front of the team and make her beg, then make her cum and wet herself in front of everyone. Since then she’s been much more comfortable with herself, and a much better player.

“Make sure Lara doesn’t rush,” you order her.

She takes your place, her glossy, pale, blonde hair shining as she grabs Lara’s ponytail to control her head.

“Start again,” you say.

Lili pushes Lara’s face into Max’s pussy as you walk over to the others. Elena wishes you hadn’t noticed her quietly moving behind Sheva. She’s hoping to rub herself off without anyone noticing right here.

You push Sheva out of the way and grab Elena’s wrist. Her hand is in her sexy, high-waisted panties.

“If you’re doing to do that, you do it here,” you say, pointing at the center of the room. “Take those off.”

As she strips, and Rebecca gasps on the bed as Lara laps at her, you turn to Sun.

“How’d you do it? The first time?” you ask her.

She smirks. Sun loves sharing personal information with everyone.

“With a pillow,” she says.

“Use a pillow. There,” you say to Elena, pointing.

Humiliated, Elena strips out of her underwear. Max hands her a pillow, which she sets down, then straddles.

“I don’t know how to do it like this,” she hisses at you.

“Figure it out,” you say, returning to Lara and Rebecca, who are a mess. Juices run down Lara’s thighs, and Rebecca is biting her hand to keep from screaming.

You slap Lara’s ass hard.

“That’s enough,” you tell her, grabbing her hair and yanking her off the bed. You put her down next to Elena. “Don’t move,” you order.

Lara hates it when you do this to her. But she also knows that you’ll make good on it.