The young prince struggles with some naughty urges

A few minutes later, Marcus was sitting on the end of his bed, staring anxiously at his two naked childhood friends. The twins had knelt down on the floor at his feet as soon as he sat, and now gazed up at him with eager smiles. Away from the soothing presence of Mistress, this was all seemed confusing . He could still feel some of the warm fuzziness his goddess seemed to wrap his mind in, but he was also getting kind of nervous. She'd said the twins would do everything he said. She wanted him to...have sex with them, as a reward for pleasing her. Would it disappoint her if he was just too anxious to do anything?

At the same time though, he couldn't stop gawping at the naked bodies of the girls. His shy gaze kept darting back to their perky boobs, so tight and round, covered in a spattering of cute freckles. What would it feel like to just reach out a hand and grab one of them there? He'd never got his hands on a girl's chest before, but he suddenly really, really wanted to. Not just his hands either. He wanted to stick his face in there and kiss and lick them all over. It made his head all hot to think about, and his dick had started tingling and aching between his legs. Now he was the proper size again and not small enough to slip between them, boobs were just so much more tempting than he'd ever imagined! They were so round and soft-looking! Just amazing, like they were supposed to be grabbed or kissed!

It wasn't just their boobs either. He kept feeling all these odd little urges to touch them all over. One minute he was staring at one girl's waist, imagining running his hand down the smooth curve to her hips and pat her thigh. The next he was gazing longingly at the round curve of the other's butt, wanting to grab her soft, freckled cheek and squeeze a little, just to see how it felt. He was blushing a lot, but the longer he waited the more tempting it became to do something naughty. Mistress wanted him to, right? So it was okay. His Mother really wouldn't like it, but she was frozen right now, and Mistress was more important.

"Um...Lucy?" He asked carefully, glancing at one of the naked girls. It was going to be really hard to ask this, but he had to try.

"I'm Katie, but you can call me Lucy if you want, Marcus." She giggled, sounding just like she always did when she teased him. "You can call me anything you like and I'll love you for it. Slut, whore, bitch, cunt. Anything you choose and that'll be my name."

"Okay, I get it! Just Katie is fine." Marcus nodded, blushing furiously at the naughty words she'd said so casually. "Is it true what you said just now?" He asked, wringing his hands awkwardly in front of his chest. "You'll do anything I say?"

"Yes, of course it is, silly." She smiled at him. "You are our Master now. Oh, should I be calling you Master?" She gasped in shock, her hand flying to her mouth. Before Marcus could reply, she lent right over, pressing her chest into the ground. Her hips bucked up, leaving her round butt right there in the air, wiggling from side to side. "I'm sorry, Master." She cooed from near his feet, not sounding upset at all. "Please punish your naughty ****-girl! Put me over your knee and spank my naughty butt, Master! Make me squeal and cry for you!"

"Don't listen to her, Master!" The other twin, Lucy, gasped. She leant in to waggle her chest in front of his gaze. Her boobs quivered, jiggling in a way he couldn't stop staring at. "Punish me instead! You can smack my tits!" Then she bent forward, thrusting her chest out to present those two freckled mounds to him. Her pink nipples were really stiff, poking out from the pale flesh of her boobs. "Slap them as hard as you want! Or twist my nipples! I'll scream really loud for you, Master!"

"Stop it!" The young prince snapped, rather sharper than he'd intended. They both froze, falling silent instantly. "Don't say those things." He continued, trying to keep his voice calm. That had been...a little scary, having them both beg him for all those things, but he couldn't let them see that. "No-one's getting punished, okay?" They both nodded quickly. He paused a moment, taking in a deep, calming breath. "I just wanted to make sure of something. It's okay if I touch you, right?"

"Of course, Master." The twins answered together, their voices soft and breathy. They sounded much...more obedient now, like snapping at them had somehow focused their attention on serving him properly. It made Marcus feel a little bad, but then he remembered how eagerly they'd bullied him when he'd been small, shoving him in their boobs and rubbing him all over their pussies. It was only fair he get some of his own back by bossing them around now!

"Stand up, both of you." The young prince ordered, his voice suddenly sounding a good deal more confident. They rose to their feet, standing there with shoulders back and legs spread wide. It was clearly a position meant to show off their naked bodies. Now Marcus knew they wouldn't mind him staring he did it all he pleased. He leant forward, smiling eagerly as his admiring gaze drifted down each pretty twin in turn, from her freckled face, to her plump, pink pussy, glistening wet between her soft thighs. His dick was really hard now, the throbbing ache insisting he do something rather more with them. "Come closer." He said at last. They stepped forward, until they stood right at the foot of the bed, close enough for him to reach out and touch all over.

It felt really good somehow, seeing these pretty, naked twins jumping to follow his every order. Marcus felt his lips curl into a little smile. He could do anything he wanted with these girls, make them do anything he wanted! That just made his head spin and his dick even harder. Where should he start though? There were so many choices it was a little hard to decide!