She at least restrains herself to watching, lust-chamber or no.

Elizabeth just stares at the two of you, biting her lip as she struggles with the decision. You're not entirely certain why; she was plainly interested, and Mistress didn't care. You might feel a bit uncomfortable normally, but your inhibitions were completely shot at the moment, and you assume the same is probably true of hers.

"Just... Just to watch, right?" She finally asks.

"That sounds a trifle boring, dear," Mistress answers, "I'll be concerned if we don't at least get you masturbating. But yes, Maya here's quite the fresh little thing; I doubt she's ready to handle a third."

You give Elizabeth another look. She was pretty cute, especially the way she was blushing. You don't know how much work Mistress has done on her, but the way she looked now, you kind of wish she'd join in.

"And... And I can leave whenever I want?" Elizabeth asks.

"I will think less of you for it," Mistress answered, "But yes, you are free to leave as you please. Now, do you want to watch us fuck or not? It's not a hard question."

"Then..." Elizabeth whispers, "Yes."

"Now, then, my pretty little student..." Mistress says, turning her attention towards you, "Strip."

You had dressed lightly for this meeting, knowing that your clothes weren't going to stay on for long. You didn't exactly have a "slut wardrobe", but you did have some clothing that was easier to take off than usual, and had chosen your clothes accordingly. Your sense of time was a bit out of tune at the moment, but you're pretty sure you had it all off in under a minute.

You wondered, briefly, whether you should have drawn things out, made a little show of it... But Mistress had said to "strip" not "striptease". You don't know whether she'd approve of your initiative, or annoyed that you weren't following her directions.

"Now, Elizabeth," Mistress says, continuing to watch you, "Maya here is a totally hopeless virgin. I just barely broke her in yesterday with most basic of basics, and now I need to start getting her used to playing with two people. Any ideas?"

Elizabeth was staring at you with open lust in her eyes, as she devoured your form... All of which came to an abrupt halt as she jumped with surprise, her face blushing a furious red.

"M, me?" Elizabeth says, "But..."

"For fuck's sake, Liz, I didn't invite you to stay to be the invisible woman," Mistress scolded her, annoyed, "The whole point of this voyeur play is for her to know that you're watching us, and for that, you're going to have to speak up from time to time."

Elizabeth's eyes goes wide as saucers as she realizes she's going to have to contribute to what's going on, and her eyes start darting around the room for inspiration.

"R, right!" Elizabeth half-shouted as she found something, "Um, okay! You should clamp her nipples, stuff anal beads up her behind, then stuff her pussy with the ultra-large vibe! And play with her urethra! And, um, then take a massive shit in her mouth!"

Now it was your own turn to have your eyes go wide, as unthinkable suggestion after unthinkable suggestion pours from her mouth. Darkness, you had thought she was a halfway normal woman...

Mistress, for her part, just laughs.

"Darkness, I asked what we should do with a borderline-virgin, not your personal fantasy wishlist!..." She says as her laughter dies down, "Nah, toys are a waste this early, as is fetish play. We'll get into those next month, maybe. For now, let's just teach her about 69."

"Oh..." Elizabeth replied, disappointed, "Isn't that a bit plain, though?..."

"Liz, have you done 69 before?" Mistress replied.

"Well, um, no..." She responded shyly.

"Exactly," Mistress nodded, "It's frustrating and annoying to deal with a total virgin, but you still have to teach them the basics if you want to have fun with them. Unless you just want to break them like you suggested, I guess. The vanilla acts as the base for all of the really fun stuff to build on. And if you get into swinging or exhibitionism or something, vanilla can still be satisfying on its own. A succubus can skip the fundamentals, but a human trying the same will just be bad at sex. And I prefer my partners to be good in the park."

"I understand..." Elizabeth sighed, "But... This is still going to be the only time I get to watch either of you have sex..."

"If you keep whining, you might not even get to finish this time, you realize?" Mistress glared at her, "And you still don't get why you're here, do you? Come on, get over here. Maya, spread."

You lean back on Mistress's desk and spread your legs without a second thought. Elizabeth, for her, just stands there, mouth agape.

"I'm sorry for being a bother, Ms. Devlin..." She bows her head, "But I really, really don't want to piss off my future girlfriend by touching her psuedo-girlfriend..."

"And I'm not telling you to, killjoy," Mistress rolls her eyes, "Just take a good, close look at her. Get her smell up in your nose, and see what happens."

Elizabeth hesitates a moment, then nods, kneeling in front of you. You can't get a good look at what she's doing from your position, but you feel the movement of the air as she takes several deep breaths around your lower mouth, and you feel a mix of arousal and embarrassment flush your face at her intense study of your form.

"Wow..." Elizabeth says from below, "You're right. This is so much better than porn... Even without touching, just watching the way she drips, smelling her arousal, the way she moves a little bit just staying in place for me... It's totally different having a live woman in front of me. And she's pretty cute too, isn't she? This is a really nice shade of pink. Her lips stick out a bit maybe, but I'd have to be a complete idiot to complain about that. If I wasn't about to have Taylor, then maybe I'd..."

She trails off in embarrassment as she realizes what she's saying, but it's too late for you; having someone describe in intimate detail what this room has been doing to you compounds the effects. Even as your face burns with shame at having a stranger describe your most intimate places, your body burns with the need to get someone inside of you.

A need that is not at all dimmed by the feeling of someone stroking your cheek.

"Now see, Elizabeth..." Mistress says, "That's why I invited you to stay. Just look at how worked up a few simple words from you got her... Vanilla or no, that kind of reaction is the kind of experience you won't find elsewhere, right? Just keep on talking like that for her..."

"Yes, Ms. Devlin," Elizabeth eagerly replies, "I'm so sorry for my earlier foolishness! I get it now!"

And so, the play began in earnest...