Tom chooses to go home

Tom looks around the room, realizing that there's no place for him in the intimate pairings that have formed. Miranda is with you, Matt is with Sarah, and Nicole is content to watch from her voyeuristic perch. For Tom, there are no more options left.

Frustration and resignation wash over his face. He knows he would love to stay and watch how the night unfolds, but the thought of enduring a playful yet humiliating punishment is too much for him. He begins to gather his clothes, hastily pulling on his pants and shirt. There's a moment of awkwardness as he stands there, clearly aware of his lack of underwear, but he doesn't care anymore.

"Guess I'm out," Tom mutters, mostly to himself, as he heads for the door. No one stops him. You can see a mix of disappointment and acceptance in his eyes as he turns the handle and steps out into the night, his bare skin rubbing uncomfortably against the rough fabric of his jeans.

The door closes softly behind him, leaving the rest of you in a charged silence. There's a sense of finality in his departure, a shift in the dynamic that only heightens the anticipation of what's to come. You turn your attention back to the room, where the air is still thick with desire and tension.

Nicole catches your eye, a knowing smile playing on her lips. "Well," she says, her voice breaking the silence. "Looks like we're down to five"

Nicole stands up, her eyes sparkling with a mixture of anticipation and mischief. "Alright," she declares, her voice cutting through the charged silence. "Simon says, lick me to orgasm – each of you, one at a time."

You exchange glances with Matt and Sarah, feeling the heat of the moment intensify. There's a mixture of excitement and nervousness, knowing what's about to happen. Nicole's command is clear, and there's no turning back now.

Matt is the first to move, taking a deep breath as he approaches Nicole. He kneels before her, his hands gently parting her legs wider. Nicole leans back in the chair, her eyes closing as she anticipates the touch of his tongue. Matt starts slowly, his tongue making tentative contact with her clit. Nicole gasps, her body responding instantly.

"Yes, just like that," Nicole murmurs, her voice trembling with pleasure. Matt increases the intensity, his tongue moving in deliberate, practiced strokes. Nicole's breathing grows heavier, her hands gripping the arms of the chair. The room is filled with the sound of her soft moans, each one a testament to Matt's skill.

After a few minutes, Nicole's body begins to tremble, her moans growing louder. "I'm close," she gasps, her hips bucking against Matt's mouth. With a final, shuddering cry, Nicole's orgasm washes over her, her body shaking with pleasure. Matt pulls back, his face glistening with her arousal, and moves aside.

It's your turn next. You take Matt's place, your heart pounding in your chest. Nicole looks at you through half-lidded eyes, her cheeks flushed. You lean in, your tongue finding her clit with practiced ease. Nicole's response is immediate, her hips lifting to meet your mouth. You move your tongue in slow, teasing circles, building her arousal back up.

"Yes, right there," Nicole breathes, her hands tangling in your hair. You increase the pressure, your tongue moving faster as you feel her body tense beneath you. Nicole's moans grow louder, her pleasure evident in every sound she makes. You keep going, determined to bring her to another climax.

It doesn't take long before Nicole is gasping for breath, her body quivering with anticipation. "I'm going to come again," she cries, her voice breaking with pleasure. With a final flick of your tongue, you push her over the edge, her orgasm crashing over her with even more intensity than the first. She cries out, her body writhing as she rides the waves of pleasure.

You pull back, panting slightly, and glance at Sarah. It's her turn now. Sarah moves forward, her eyes locked on Nicole's. She kneels down, her hands sliding up Nicole's thighs. Nicole's body is still trembling from her last orgasm, but she eagerly parts her legs wider for Sarah. Sarah's tongue finds Nicole's clit, and the cycle begins again.

Nicole's moans fill the room once more, her body arching into Sarah's mouth. You watch, fascinated, as Sarah expertly brings Nicole back to the brink of orgasm. Nicole's hands grip the chair tightly, her knuckles white with the **** of her pleasure.

"Yes, Sarah, don't stop," Nicole gasps, her voice a **** plea. Sarah responds by increasing the intensity, her tongue moving faster and harder. Nicole's moans turn into cries of ecstasy, her body convulsing as her third orgasm rips through her.

Sarah pulls back, her lips glistening, and looks up at Nicole with a satisfied smile.

While Miranda intimately pleasures Nicole with her tongue, you take the opportunity to connect with her in your own way. You start by gently massaging Miranda's shoulders, feeling the tension in her muscles gradually melt away under your touch. Her skin is warm and soft, and you take your time, moving your hands in slow, soothing circles.

As you continue, your hands gradually travel lower, down her back and then to her sides. You feel her shiver slightly under your touch, her body reacting to your caresses. Slowly, you move your hands to her chest, where her nipples are already hard with arousal. You gently cup her breasts, your fingers lightly brushing against her sensitive nipples.

Miranda moans softly against Nicole, her body arching slightly into your touch. You take that as an invitation to continue, gently rolling her nipples between your fingers, feeling them stiffen even more. Her reactions spur you on, and you increase the intensity of your touch, pinching and teasing her nipples just enough to send jolts of pleasure through her body.

You can feel Miranda's breath quicken against Nicole's thigh as she continues to lick and suck on her clit, her own arousal growing with every moment. The connection between the three of you intensifies, a shared experience of pleasure and intimacy.

Nicole's moans grow louder, her body trembling with anticipation and ecstasy. Miranda's movements become more fervent as she senses Nicole's impending orgasm, her tongue moving in perfect synchrony with the rhythm of your hands on her breasts.

Nicole cries out, her body arching as her fourth orgasm finally crashes over her. Miranda doesn't stop, her tongue and lips working furiously to prolong Nicole's pleasure, while your hands continue to play with her nipples, amplifying her own arousal.

Nicole collapses back into the chair, her chest heaving with exertion. "That was... incredible," she pants, her eyes fluttering open. "Thank you, all of you."

Miranda pulls away, her lips glistening with Nicole's juices, and she turns to you.