She’s confused

It seemed as though Kara’s shyness returned in full strength as it dawned on her that another woman was now seeing her naked, and she more or less leapt in behind Tir, using him to provide her with some cover from Carmine’s quizzical gaze.

For his part, Tir swung round and placed his feet on the floor, feeling quite sheepish as he placed both of his hands in front of his crotch and pulled his legs together in an effort to hide his semi-erect cock from Carmine.

“What… what’s going on here?” Carmine eventually asked, sporting an expression which suggested that she had some vague recollection of having seen Tir before, although she couldn’t remember the exact circumstances of their encounter.

“We were just…” Tir started off, but then went silent as he found himself incapable of coming up with an explanation for what he and Kara had been up to that wasn’t needlessly complicated or sure to make his cheeks glow red.

“Who are you?” Carmine soon blurted out, acting as though she’d just realized that that was the most vital question that she could ask under the current circumstances.

“I’m Tir Anglar,” Tir gained a little confidence from saying his own name, as though doing so placed upon him the pressure to not embarrass himself by acting like a confused child, “and I defeated you in a drinking contest.”

Tir’s words seemed to trigger something inside Carmine’s head, and thankfully enough she didn’t look exactly horrified at the thought of him now owning her.

“Which means that I own your contract,” Tir didn’t know why he did it, but getting up on his feet seemed like a good idea, even if Kara let out a weak noise at losing her cover, while Carmine sat still and silent and watched him walk towards her.

“So you’re not going to touch a drop of **** unless I tell you to,” Tir went on, adamant that Carmine wouldn’t end up like some of the women he’d seen before; horrible, fat old slags who were angry when sober and angrier when drunk.

“Alright,” Carmine nodded her head and appeared almost relieved at being forbidden from getting drunk anymore, looking at Tir’s naked body as he stood shamelessly in front of her, his hands at his sides.

Barely believing that he had been able to take charge of the situation like this and exert control over a woman as gorgeous as Carmine even after she’d found him in such a compromising position, Tir could hear Kara move in the bed behind his back and saw Carmine throw a glance at her.

Hoping that the young woman had gotten over her shyness and had sat up rather than dive in under the covers, but not wanting to look away from Carmine, Tir offered the buxom brunette his right hand.

As Carmine placed her hand in his, Tir pulled her up on her feet and caught her in an embrace, bringing his hands down to press against her back while holding her in his strong arms.

Carmine still looked to be pretty stunned by the recent developments that had seen her become Tir’s property, but she still tilted her head back and leaned in a bit as he moved his head forwards to offer her a kiss.

His cock swelling back to full rigidity in response to the feel of Carmine’s tongue slipping into his mouth and her nubile body pressing against his, the impressive size of her tits becoming more tangible as they rubbed against his chest, Tir then ended their kiss and quickly spun Carmine around, wasting no time in beginning to undo the buttons on her shirt while kissing her neck.

Remembering Kara’s previous admission that she’d been with a woman once before, Tir thought it a shame that she was nowhere near ready to get herself involved in a threesome with him and Carmine.

But just then, he thought that he heard her move again.