The Royal Threesome

Michael looked up at the platforms. "Not enough to look truly impressive" - he thought. He'd need more slaves. Many more slaves. But that could wait right now.

Michael, Emma and Chloë climbed the stair-like platforms past the slaves and up to the large throne. Michael got naked and sat down on the throne, then watched as his beautiful wives gracefully shed their clothes and positioned themselves either side of him, caressing his chest and occasionally kissing him. Everyone waited for him to signal the beginning. "As the King of this Harem I hereby command: let the Royal Threesome begin!" - Michael bellowed. As soon as the words had left his mouth, he immediately saw Scarlett and Natalie dive at each other's tits directly in front of him, and heard Selena command Ariana to spread her legs. Then he immediately focused back on the women to his either side, because Chloë knocked him onto his back on the throne and lowered herself gracefully on top of him. Then Emma, in turn, blocked his view of Chloë beginning to slowly grind her hips on his cock by sitting on his face and covering his mouth with her dripping pussy. Michael closed his eyes and focused fully on the dripping slit above him, burying his tongue deep up inside and licking every inch of the folds he could reach, making Emma writhe with pleasure above him as she began rocking back and forth to strengthen the sensations. Between his licks, Michael could feel Chloë begin to establish a pleasant rhythm in her grinding, before beginning to lift herself off more and more until she was out-and-out bouncing on Michael's cock, moaning his name out loudly. Then Emma nearly flattened him as an orgasm hit her and she began bucking wildly on top of his face.

After a while, Michael heard Chloë say to Emma, presumably gesturing towards the slaves: "We should...AAAH....get a couple of them over here to...AAAH...eat out..." "That's AAAAH great...idea!" - Emma responded, - "Which...ones?"

"Let's just haAAAAAve...the...alphas" - Chloë croaked between moans as she bounced on Michael, - "I loved...how Scarlett's...AAAH, YES, MICHAEL, YES, AAAH, I LOVE RIDING YOU SO MUCH...oof, sorry, where...was I? Oh yeah, I loved....AAAH...how Scarlett's...pussy tasted...last time...AAAAH..." "OkaaaAAAAAAy...OH, YES, MICHAEL, EAT ME, OH YES...AAAAH" - Emma attempted to respond. With their dialog over, Michael stopped licking for a second so Emma could call the slaves. "Scarlett, Natalie, come and serve us!" - Emma said loudly, after which Michael resumed his licking. "Yes Mistress!" - chanted the two former actresses in unison as they rushed over to please their Queens. Upon their arrival, the throne unfolded itself into a giant flat bed. Chloë and Emma gestured for the slaves to position their pussies level with their Mistresses' faces so they could eat them out. They obeyed, and soon began to moan loudly as Chloë and Emma's tongues began to explore the folds of the alpha-slaves, already dripping wet from pleasuring each other.

Michael tapped Emma on the thigh, then tore her away from his mouth and grunted out: "Get two more over here" before diving back in. "Okay deaAAAAAAR" - Emma replied, before her words quickly descended back into moans as he continued eating her out once again. "You'll have to stop for a secAAAAnd..." - she said to him. He did, and she asked him: "Any particular preference?" "Not really" - he responded. "Selena, Ariana, come over here and please your Master!" - Emma shouted. Michael heard the two women approach. Emma briefly climbed off his face so he could command them. "Kneel either side of me with your legs spread so I can finger you" "Yes Master, with great pleasure Master" - chirped Selena enthusiastically. "yes Master. I obey." - mindlessly droned Ariana. They took their places, as did Emma, and soon began to squirm as Michael's fingers began probing their sopping wet cunts. Soon, he was out-and-out finger-fucking them as they writhed and moaned, Ariana mindlessly droning louder and louder: "Yes Master. Finger your mindless fuckdoll. Yes...MASTER...Finger...YOUR MINDLESS...FUCK...doll...AAAAAH...YES...MASTER...FINGER...YOUR...AAAAAH...MINDLESS....AAAH...FUCKDOLLL..."
Soon enough, the orgy grew to its full possible size: Ariana and Selena were tasked with eating out Alexandra and Rihanna, who, in turn, fingered Kylie and Kim. After a while, Michael lifted Emma off of himself: "Chloë & Emma, Alex & Rihanna, switch positions in your respective pairs!" "Yes Master" - chirped the latter pair, as the former simply switched around without any words, and one heavenly taste replaced another in Michael's mouth as Chloë lowered herself onto his face, panting from her riding, and began grinding on his tongue as she plunged her own inside Natalie, who also resumed her loud moaning. Time after, one or many of the women would collapse and/or start writhing in orgasm, screaming out his, his wives' and each other's names as they did. Michael thought it was time for his own orgasm. Lifting Chloë from his face, he pronounced: "Ladies, everyone get on your knees in front of me!" Everyone did, and Michael had his wives do the honors of giving him a double handjob until finally, he was pushed over the edge, and coated every face around himself in load after load after load of cum.

"thank you. for your cum Master." - droned Ariana. The rest of the slaves joined in, thanking their Master for covering them in his precious cum. "Share it around" - he said, seeing that his wives were already doing so. Seven voices eagerly exclaimed "Yes Master!" back to him, while one mindlessly droned it, and they began kissing and licking each other's faces, getting Michael's cum off of each other. His wives, having started first, were also finished first, and having wiped the remaining cum from their lips, rose to their feet and kissed him. "That was SO much fun!" - said Chloë. "Yes! We MUST do that again some time!" - added Emma. "Will do, girls" - Michael said, - "And next time, there will be more slaves involved" They looked at him excitedly. "Are you going to get more?" - Emma asked. "Of course I am" - Michael said to her. "8 slaves is nowhere near enough" - he added, smirking. He headed out of the room, followed by Chloë, Emma and then the slaves, as he began to ponder who to add to his harem next.