Susan and the twins go to bed

Susan led Mina and Sana up to the ‘mistress’ bedroom - a corner suite that looked out over the city’s glittering nightscape. The bed was a shallow pit in the floor with a mattress and pile pillows and blankets. The bedroom’s antechamber doubled as a closet. Susan ordered the twins to put away their costume pieces and collars, while Susan peeled off her swimsuit. The twins hurried into the bed ahead of Susan, wiggling their asses enticingly.

Susan paused to look around the closet-space and noticed a pair of leather gloves with blunt metal pins inside the palm and fingers. Sliding the gloves on, Susan descended into the bed, where Mina and Sana sat on all fours and held their butts up in the air for her. Susan kneeled between the twins and ran her pin-ladened grip along the curve of their butts and up their backs, then their necks, then their faces. She probed their closed eyes and parted lips, listening to the twin’s breathing quicken, before pulling away and dragging the pins along the back of their necks again. Susan turned around to sit and reclined back on the pillows. She spread her arms wide to receive the two girls.

“Make us comfortable.”

“Yes, mistress…” Two voices whispered. Mina and Sana laid back in Susan’s arms and pulled silk sheets and a thick blanket over the three of them. The blanket smelled faintly of vanilla and spice. Under the sheets, Susan closed her eyes and slid her hands around the twins so she could grip a breast each. The twins gasped in stereo, as Susan squeezed and kneaded their yielding flesh with the dull needles, pressing into their nipples with the cold metals.

“You can touch yourselves.”

“Thank you, mistress…”

The twin’s legs tangled with Susan’s. Susan could feel the girls rubbing their groins, could feel their feverish skin against hers, could feel their frantic breathing, and could feel them squirm against her, all while they panted in her ears. She squeezed their breasts harder. Mina cried out. Sana bit Susan in the shoulder. Susan laughed at the impudent action, as her own arousal flared when mixed with the sudden pain. Her own cunt felt hot and slick. But in the apartment full of victims of her power, all desperately trying to cum, feeling aroused and yet doing nothing brought with it a powerful pride.

Susan lay in the dark and let herself burn. Eventually, Mina and Sana would exhaust themselves and the trio would drift off to sleep. Then, Susan, the fledgling goddess, would dream of her power and what dreams might come.