A Big Tip

“Regina, what are you doing?” I whispered, knowing full well what she had planned. She opened a random door in the hallway not even making it to the master bedroom.

She turned to face me, grabbing the bottom of my crop top, “Duh, we’re going to tip the movers.” That’s what I was afraid she’d say. With one fluid motion, she pulled my shirt over my head. The sling going with it, and my arm fell to my side once again.

“This isn’t what I had in mind,” I hissed at her, as the movers reached the door.

“Hello, boys,” she said, dropping her robe. I stared at her body, wanting to take her all for myself. I don’t know why I felt nervous, I’d slept with plenty of men in the past. Was it the ring messing with my sexuality? While staring at Regina, I didn’t even notice the movers making their final approach. A rough hand rubbing against my stomach with his body pressed against my back. The other man stood behind Regina, grabbing at her tits. Regina reached out for me, I took her hand and she pulled us from the manly holds. We fell into the bed, my arm flopping to my side as she climbed on top of me.

I smiled looking up at the beautiful white-haired woman. Our lips met, my nerves electrified by the experience. My breath caught as I felt something brush against my pussy. The skirt had ridden up in our fall onto the bed, leaving my bottom exposed to the room, to the movers. Regina must’ve felt the same thing, we looked over her shoulder to see the men behind us. They had both pulled out their dicks ready to use them. They weren’t really my type, but I’d also done a lot worse. Regina rolled off to my side, still holding my hand. The men looked between us, taking in our full nudity my skirt flipped over my abdomen being the only thing blocking our skin.

The man on my side licked his lips as he approached me. His hands parted my thighs, caressing my skin. I turned to see Regina staring at me. Hot damn, she’s stunning. I leaned in, she met me half way. Our lips reunited as the men push in closer, a cock rubbed along my entrance. The only thing that mattered was Regina’s tongue in my mouth. A slight distraction of being impaled, before the rhythm became the new normal. The men grunting as the bed swayed, I was connected to Regina in that moment. Our fingers laced as the men used us for their own pleasure.

I was lost in her embrace, I wasn’t even sure when the guys left. It must’ve been before Regina climbed back atop me. I could feel her rubbing her sex against my thigh. Her fingers circling my clit while she ran her tongue from my nipple to my ear. Goosebumps covered my body, Regina whispered in my ear, “Ringmaster, cum for me.” The ring was supposed to give me power over women, but the way her breath felt on my neck, it left me powerless. I came immediately pleasure washing over me at Regina’s words. I shook under Regina’s attention, melting into her hands. We kissed once again, she held me close.

She sat up, my head resting in her lap. She slowly pet my head, running her fingers through my hair. While laying there, I asked, “Is my arm going to get better?” I rolled on to my back looking up at her.

She brushed my hair out of my face, smiling at me. “It should, as long as you wait on using the ring. I’ve seen plenty of Ringmasters hurt themselves. I’ll keep an eye on it for you.” I watched her hand reach down to rub my lame arm, but I felt nothing. The day started to catch up with me as I laid in Regina’s lap. All the sex, the move, and just the sheer amount of confusion throughout was more than I could handle. I slowly drifted off into a peaceful slumber, as Regina continued to stroke my hair.

“Bobs, you need to get up, or you’re going to miss work,” Haley’s voice broke through my morning haze. Ah, Monday, my eternal enemy. I sat up wiping the sleep from my eyes, before remembering that I was down to one working arm. Regina was still passed out next to me, her ass glowing in the morning sun. My name etched across her cheek. I don’t want to get up, I don’t want to go to work. “Come on, Molly’s already made breakfast. Then you can shower and get dressed.”

“Did someone say breakfast?” Regina stirred rolling over to look at Haley and me. “Cause, I’m starving.”

Regina bounced out of bed, full of energy. I, on the other hand, was not a morning person so I slowly trudged down the hallway. When I rounded the corner, I saw the dining table filled with an array of breakfast foods. Regina’s plate stacked a foot high with pancakes, while Ms. Devi and Haley ate a more balanced meal. I sat down with them, grabbing a fried egg with some bacon and toast. We all watched as Regina gorged herself on the offering of breakfast foods, drinking glass after glass of orange juice. Do I really have to go to work today? I sank into my chair wanting to just go back to bed. Wait! Do I have to go back to work? “Ms. Devi you make enough to support us, right?”

Haley gave me a look, silently asking me, “Really?”

Ms. Devi choked down her mouthful of food, “Mm, yes of course. I even make enough to feed Regina.” We all laughed, as Regina was starting to build another tower of pancakes.

“Mmm, thank the goddess,” Regina said with a mouthful of syrupy cake.

“Well, then that’s settled. No more Hare for me.” A wave of relief washed over me, I hated my job and now I never had to return. Hot damn, this was hands down the best thing to come out of picking up the ring. My Monday blues were gone in a flash, replaced with the infinite possibilities ahead of me.

“I hope you have fun,” Haley said while taking her plate to the sink.

“You’re still going to work?” I asked surprised that anybody would choose to go to work after hearing that Ms. Devi could easily support the lot of us. “But Ms. Devi-”

“Oh please stop calling her that. Everyone calls her Molly, honestly I’m surprised she hasn’t told you off with that whole ‘Ms. Devi’ thing.”

“Oh, Mistress Bobbi can call me whatever,” Ms. Devi said with a smirk.

“Ew, no Mistress either. Molly, Bobbi, that’s it,” she said pointing to the both of us. We both nodded, not wanting to argue with her. “Now Molly and I are going to go to work. You and Regina have fun.” I sat and watched as Haley and Ms.- er, I mean, Molly made their way to the garage. The roar of a sports car marked their exit, leaving Regina and me alone in the huge house.