Time for dinner and to find out tonight's guest with the Master!

Eventually, the twins made their way to the pool. It was not what they had expected. Both Bethany and Angela had had the typical summer camp experience growing up. The camp that they had attended had had a pool, but it was of a utilitarian nature. Twelve feet deep at the deep end, a diving board, large enough for most of the campers to swim in, standard concrete deck with fixed-position loungers, and a locker room / shower duplex for the male and female campers. What greeted their eyes as the pool area came into sight was something out of a resort. Open-sided cabanas with plush cushions dotted the perimeter. An improbably large lazy river surrounded the whole complex, with several foot bridges allowing access to the concrete island in the middle. There was a swim-up bar, a waterfall that arced over the lazy river to splash prettily in a rocky grotto, and a large shallow-ish area for guests to lounge about in either standing or floating. Further away, there was a lap pool, but Bethany suspected that it wouldn't get much use.

They had just walked up to the deck when a voice called out, startling the pair. "Angela! Bethany! Over here!" Turning towards the direction the voice had come from, they saw Jane lounging in the shade of one of the cabanas. Bethany tried not to stare, but for some reason, Jane was topless. The bikini bottoms she was wearing, if they could even be called that, were similar to what the twins had found. Where Angela's was black and Bethany's was white, Jane's was a bright orange that contrasted wonderfully with her brown skin. The Latina waved them over. Seeing no reason not to, the twins accepted the invitation.

"Hey ladies!" Jane hoisted some kind of cocktail with a small umbrella and a skewer of fruit in it. "Cheers! Oh yeah. Look. Hillary and Louise had to pee, but they'll be right back." Seeing the apprehensive look on Bethany's face and the clear displeasure on Angela's, Jane held up her hands. "Hold on, please. Just hear me out, OK? Can you do that for me? Please?" The twins looked at each other, shared a look, and shrugged. They turned back to Jane and nodded. "Great. Look. First off, Hillary was out of line. I know it, you know it, EVERYBODY knows it. Including her." Turning to Bethany, Jane's eyes twinkled. "Personally, I thought your idea was pretty damn hot! Louise liked it too. Pretty sure Grace isn't upset about it. Even Hillary isn't. Not really. I'm not making excuses for her, OK? I KNOW that there has been some fucky shit done to us, but I think we can all agree that she probably has gotten hit hardest out of the group of us, right?" Bethany considered the question and slowly nodded. Angela shrugged as if to say, "And?" Jane continued. "I didn't know her before this happened, just like I don't really know anything about the two of you, other than what I've learned in the last day or so. But I think that she's probably the most fragile one of us all. She is super-high strung and is a control freak in pretty much every aspect of her life. And that core of who she is has been fundamentally messed with. She's topless all the time now. She got body jewelry she didn't ask for. She has to get someone to nurse from her regularly. I don't see as big a problem with this next part, but she does for some reason. I'm talking about the anal thing. I told her to think of it like she just got a second pussy. Dunno if that helped. And then you got the shit messing with her mind. Making her subservient. Docile. Again, for someone like her, that's huge." Jane took another gulp of her drink, finishing it off. She put the empty glass down on a table. Bethany observed several similarly empty glasses.

Jane turned back to the twins. "I'm not asking you to suddenly be best friends, and I'm not asking you to pretend like earlier didn't happen. Because it did. She was 100% out of line. After you two left, we talked to her about it. She wants to apologize but is terrified." She looked at Angela and winked. "Apparently, you said something that scared the shit out of her. Anyways, I'm just asking that you give her a chance to apologize. Please? We're gonna be together for forever, it seems, and if we don't nip shit in the bud early, it's gonna grow into some seriously awful fruit. I'm not trying to browbeat you into this, but she seemed sincere in her desire to make amends." Jane considered momentarily and then nodded to herself. "I think that's about it. Off-topic, but still going topless, Angela? Bold. Can't say I'm disappointed. I like the chain! New look?" Jane winked at the slightly blushing twin and seemed to be considering reaching out for the chain. Angela shifted slightly back from her. "Louise and I decided to let the girls out as kind of a show of solidarity with Hillary. At least while we're out here. In case you were wondering, Bethany." Seeing the startled look on the shorter woman's face, Jane laughed. "I saw you looking earlier. Look all you want. I think you two are just scrumptious. I love your boobs. So perky. Just a perfect handful!"

Bethany flushed. "Uh, thanks? I really hadn't thought much about my boobs until recently. I mean, I did in middle school and high school-"

"Fucking middle school and high school girls are the fucking worst!", Jane interrupted. "I didn't get tits until college. I had a big ass and no boobs all through high school. " Realizing she had interrupted, Jane slapped her forehead. "Sorry! These drinks are great, and I get a little chatty when I'm buzzed. You were saying?'

Bethany blinked. She had completely lost her train of thought. At that moment, she heard the voices of Louise and Hillary coming nearer. Screwing up her courage, Bethany did something she never thought she'd do. She took her top off in public. Feeling the eyes of Jane and her sister on her, the scarlet of her blush deepened. "Solidarity, right?" At Jane's warm, approving smile, Bethany relaxed a bit. "Besides, as skimpy as this is", she indicated the strings and small patch of cloth that served as her bottoms. "I might as well be naked." At Jane's raised eyebrow, Bethany made a **** sound, but recovered. "I've never done this before. I don't think I'm up for the full monty just yet."

Jane laughed easily and walked up to Bethany. Catching the shorter woman off-guard, Jane embraced her. Bethany was aware of the feel of the Latina's larger breasts pressing against her own. Briefly, she wondered how they would compare to Suzanne's in the touch department. "Thank you, Bethany. You're handling this like a trooper. And you, Angela," Jane said, turning and embracing the other twin. "Thank you for stepping up for your sister. People like you are what give me hope when I think that most of humanity has gone to shit." Jane further shocked Angela by giving her a quick peck on the cheek. "If you two need anything, holler at me. I meant what I said. We're in this together. For better or worse, we're all sisters now." Stepping back, she waggled her eyebrows suggestively. "Except we're sisters who can fool around with each other!" Jane threw her head back and laughed, completely missing the shared look between the twins before they awkwardly joined with half-hearted laughter.

"Jane? Who are you talking to?" Louise followed her voice and stepped into view, followed closely by Hillary. The tall brunette's barely-there bottoms were an electric blue, while Hillary's Asian skin tone was paired with a bright green. "Oh! Hey girls!" She smiled warmly at the twins and waved with her free hand. The twins saw that in her other was a cocktail similar to the one Jane had been drinking.

Upon seeing the twins, Hillary stiffened. Face burning, she stepped behind Louise and looked down. Gathering her nerve, she straightened, and stepped around Louise and stopped in front of Bethany. Angela tensed, but at a quick shake of the head from Jane, made no move to intervene. Dropping to her knees in front of a startled Bethany, Hillary bent forward until her head touched the ground. "Hansei shite orimasu", she said while bent over. "I spoke without thinking and I have no excuse for what I did."

In the stunned silence, the standing women all exchanged looks of puzzlement and surprise. Bethany was the one to break the spell. Sinking to her own knees, she gently gripped Hillary's shoulders and lifted until Hillary got the message and straightened up. Hillary's face was a mask of misery. Unshed tears welled in her eyes. Bethany's lingering resentment towards the woman evaporated and she wrapped the taller woman in a hug. Awkwardly, clumsily, Hillary returned the gesture, no longer able to restrain her tears. "It's alright, Hillary. I forgive you", Bethany murmured into the shaking woman's ear. "Jane talked to us a little before you got back." Pushing back gently on Hillary, she met the gaze of the other woman. "What you said wasn't wrong. I felt the same way. I tried to apologize to my sister", she turned and smiled at Angela before looking back at Hillary. "But she told me the same thing. Don't sweat it, OK? We're good."

Overcome with emotion, Hillary redoubled her hug on Bethany. For her part, Bethany just let it happen. She turned to glance at her twin. Seeing the stern look on Angela's face, Bethany pleaded with her eyes. Angela rolled her eyes. Bethany's look intensified. Giving a long-suffering sigh, Angela joined the duo on the ground. Hugging Hillary from behind, Angela spoke softly to Hillary. "I'm sorry I threatened you. People in high school used to try to pick on Beth, and it was a knee-jerk reaction. But that's just an excuse. I'm sorry Hillary. I could have handled that better."

Hillary, reeling from the events of the morning, the confrontation after the dating sim, the aftermath of the confrontation, and now this unexpected grace from Bethany, was speechless. She let go of Bethany and turned to hug the surprised Angela. All she could manage to get out was, "I'm sorry", over and over. Eventually, she recovered herself and pushed back from Angela. Embarrassed at her emotional outburst, she blushed again and looked down. Her eye was immediately drawn to the golden chain suspended between the shorter woman's breasts. Without thinking, her hand moved and wrapped around the chain. It was warm to the touch. Hillary felt a sudden kinship with Angela. Here was another fighter. Someone who would speak her mind despite what others thought. Hillary felt warm. She felt a little light-headed. She would later rationalize her actions as a natural result of a majorly emotional morning. Impulsively, she tugged gently on the chain, causing Angela to gasp. Behind her, she heard Bethany suck in a breath as well. Pulling the shorter woman towards herself, Hillary angled her pull upwards, causing the shorter woman to have to sit up. In this fashion, Hillary pulled Angela's face close to her own, and when they were inches apart, closed the distance and kissed the shorter woman. Her hand, which hadn't relinquished its hold on the chain, continued to give periodic gentle tugs on Angela's nipples. Hillary reveled in the sounds that her tugs caused both of the twins. With Angela sitting up on her knees, Hillary had no obstacles in her way when she reached out and cupped the tattooed woman's pussy. She was mildly surprised to find that they were already damp. Rubbing gently along the outside of her bikini bottoms, Hillary encountered the hard metal adorning the other woman's vagina. Hillary found herself immensely turned on by the gasps from the twins her fingers were causing. In stereo, she giggled.

It was a trivial matter to push the skimpy strip of fabric to the side, exposing Angela's pussy. As Hillary's fingers played along Angela's slit, they were quickly coated in the other woman's juices. Hillary extended her thumb and gently toyed with the metal stud decorating Angela's clit. Angela stiffened and cried out. Behind her, Hillary felt, more than heard Bethany collapse forward against Hillary's back. Bethany's moans reached her ears. Hillary found herself turned on in a way she had never experienced. How strange and exciting that she could make someone experience pleasure without even touching them! Hillary broke off the kiss with Angela, wanting to watch how the shorter woman reacted to her touches. Angela's eyes were closed, her own hands hanging limply at her sides. It's like she's my toy, Hillary thought. Opening her mouth, Hillary whispered to Angela. "Play with my tits." Angela's hands leapt to Hillary's chest and began expertly toying with Hillary's breasts. Hillary continued to play with the chain connecting the two nipples. Now that Hillary's mouth was no longer occupying her own, Angela was free to moan in pleasure. To Hillary's surprise, she felt a second pair of hands join Angela's on her breasts. Looking sharply over her shoulder, she was met with the lusty gaze of Bethany. She was further surprised when Bethany closed the distance and kissed her.

"Holy fuck!" Jane had one hand toying with a nipple as she and Louise watched the impromptu threesome develop. "That's fucking hot!" She kept her voice pitched low so as to not distract Hillary and the twins. "That's so hot how one of them is getting played with without being touched!"

"Mmmhmm" Louise was mesmerized by the scene. Quickly, she stepped behind Jane. Before the shorter woman could react, Louise's hand had snaked around to Jane's pubic mound. After giving her pussy a quick grope, Louise brought her hands to Jane's waist and pushed the skimpy bottoms down. Jane, overtaken with lust, eagerly assisted Louise. For her part, once Jane's bottoms were off, Louise returned one hand to Jane's dripping pussy while the other cupped one of Jane's larger breasts, toying with the nipple as she teased around the Latina's clit. Resting her chin on Jane's shoulder, Louise nibbled on Jane's neck and ear, whispering dirty talk to the shorter woman. "Isn't that hot? I wonder if Hillary needs a chain like that... Maybe we get one for Bethany but attach it to the ring in her clit. Or maybe just a collar with a leash. Just sit down and pull that face right to your sweet little pussy. How does that sound?" Louise wasn't really sure where the words were coming from. She was trying to remember what the others had said during their dates.

Jane was lost in lust. Louise could have read the ingredient list for Lucky Charms and it probably wouldn't have impacted her arousal in the least. Seeing the trio in front of her was doing all kinds of things for her imagination and lust. She had fantasized briefly about such a scene, but had thought it would take weeks, or even months to be realized. And yet, right in front of her, was something she hadn't considered anywhere near possible just minutes ago. Louise's fingers were doing wonderful things to her breasts and pussy. Jane tried to keep her moans quiet as she didn't want to distract the kneeling trio. Wanting to try to give Louise something, anything, Jane reached back and was pleased to find that at some point, Louise had likewise shed her bottoms. Jane busied herself with playing with Louise's cunt as the two of them continued to watch the display in front of them.

Hillary was beside herself. The hands felt so good, but she needed more. Bringing her hand up from Angela's pussy, she studied the shining digits. Popping her fingers in her mouth, she greedily licked them clean. She pulled Angela in for a kiss, hoping that the other woman would be able to taste herself on Hillary's tongue. And with a slight downward pressure on the chain, Hillary directed Angela to her breasts. Angela quickly figured out what the Asian woman wanted and latched on to a nipple, toying with the ring attached to it with her tongue. At the first taste of milk, Angela groaned in pleasure. Bethany, feeling the **** on her pussy stop, opened her eyes and observed her sister latched on to Hillary's breast. A look of pleasure etched on her face. Hillary's head was thrown back in ecstasy. Beth's eyes widened as she made eye contact with Jane. At some point the short woman had gotten naked. Louise was standing behind Jane, arms wrapped around the Latina, one hand toying with Jane's breasts, the other disappearing between Jane's legs. For Bethany, this was a novel experience. For the first time in her life, she was about to engage in sexual activities knowing that she had an audience. Instead of frightening her, the idea turned her on immensely. She slithered around and latched on to Hillary's other breast. The taller woman grunted in surprise and moaned. The twins continued until there was nothing left but Hillary's sensitive nipples and the bright gold rings piercing them. Bethany leaned forward and kissed Hillary. Hillary noted with pleasure the remnant flavor of her milk. With a start, she felt a hand begin rubbing her pussy through her swimsuit. She let out a frustrated moan. Breaking the kiss, Bethany looked confused but then looked down to where her sister was playing with Hillary's sopping wet, but sensorily-deprived pussy. Putting her mouth to her twin's ear, Bethany began whispering. Angela stiffened and then moaned. Bethany gently unclasped Hillary's fingers from the chain attached to Angela and leaned in to kiss Hillary again, this time raising her hands to play with the Asian's much larger breasts and their piercings. Hillary moaned at the sensation.

Suddenly, Hillary stiffened. She attempted to disengage from the kiss, but Bethany's hands shot out to capture Hillary's head and held the two of them together. Breaking the kiss, but not letting go, Bethany panted. "Relax. Let her. Trust us." And then resumed kissing Hillary. As Hillary's moans grew, Bethany moved first one and then both of her hands back to Hillary's breasts. Suddenly, Hillary broke the kiss. Alarmed, Bethany looked to the other woman's eyes. What she saw was passion.

"Lay down. If I lick you, both of you feel it, right? Well then I want to make both of you feel good." And with that, she gently pushed Bethany back. A pillow landed behind Bethany. Glancing behind her, she saw that Louise had briefly stopped her breast play to toss Bethany a pillow from a nearby lounger. Bethany smiled in thanks and turned her attention to the woman advancing on her from between her spread legs. Bethany hastily lifted both legs up, and holding them together shimmied her bottoms up and off, before planting her feet back on either side of Hillary. Cautiously, Hillary approached Bethany. "I've pretty new at this", she mumbled.

"Sister, you have no idea", answered Bethany with a smirk. "Oh yeah! Mmm!!" Hillary's mouth had made contact with the highly aroused Bethany's pussy. Behind her, Hillary could hear Angela moan appreciatively. Hillary leaned forward, settling down, resting her weight on her forearms, her ass raised. From their standing position, Jane and Louise could see that Angela had pulled the string of Hillary's bottoms from between her cheeks and was playing with the Asian's asshole. Louise got a wicked idea.

"Say Jane", she softly murmured into the other woman's ear. "You trust me, right? I'm making you feel good, right?"

"Uh huh", came the reply. Jane was adrift in pleasure.

"Good. Widen your legs just a touch, please", Louise whispered. Jane complied with moan as Louise gave a nipple a little extra pinch. Removing her hand from Jane's breast, she brought it to her mouth. Coating her thumb in spit, she snaked her hand down between them, feeling with her fingers for Jane's pussy. As she encountered the other woman's dripping slit, she coated her fingertips in Jane's juices and brought them up to circle the Latina's asshole. Jane's head shot up and turned to look back at Louise. "Relax, baby", Louise cooed, as she leaned in to kiss Jane. As she did, she brought her spit-slicked thumb to Jane's rosebud and pushed. Jane's spare hand reached back to grab the back of Louise's head as the two kissed. Moaning into the kiss, Jane pushed back against Louise's invading thumb. With a suddenness, Jane's ass had swallowed Louise's thumb.

"Oh God", moaned Jane.

Louise redoubled her efforts on Jane's pussy while gently tugging on her thumb, never withdrawing it, but stimulating the sensitive nerves of Jane's other hole. "I take it you like?" Louise was unable to keep the smile off of her face as she looked at Jane. "I saw what Angela was doing and I got inspired. Plus, didn't you say you'd done something like this before?"

"Oh, I like it alright. I love it. You just better be ready yourself!" Jane enjoyed the shocked expression on Louise's face before pulling the tall brunette back into a kiss. Breaking the kiss she turned back to the trio now arranged in a line in front of her. Leaning back against Louise, Jane began playing with her own breasts while Louise played with her pussy and ass.

Moaning, Bethany sat up just enough to make eye contact with Angela. "Now." Angela moaned and shivered. She reached up and gently gave a tiny tug to her nipple. Bethany looked at her twin, and then grinned. "Do it, little sister. Lick her asshole, ****."

Shivering in pleasure, Angela attacked Hillary's ass before the shocked woman could react. Both twins groaned in pleasure and the moans from Hillary's mouth caused delicious vibrations to the piercings in Bethany's pussy. Angela was shocked. First, she couldn't believe what her sister had ordered her to do. Then, when she had expressed her unease, Beth had upped the ante considerably. Angela couldn't deny the spike of pleasure straight to her pussy when Beth ordered her and called her her ****. She was likewise surprised to find that her tongue encountered juices not too dissimilar to hers or her sister's. Oh yeah. It's like a second pussy. And with that thought, Angela attacked Hillary's ass with her tongue, occasionally adding in her fingers. Hillary responded beautifully, and the moans she emitted into Beth's pussy sent delicious waves of pleasure to Angela. Hillary was the first to cum. Sitting up on her knees, she reached back and held Angela's face to her ass as she bucked against the smaller girl. Angela, for her part, never ceased her tongue and fingers' movement inside the other woman. Shuddering, Hillary disengaged from Angela. Looking back at the kneeling, tattooed woman, her face covered in Hillary's cum, Hillary turned and kissed her, finding that tasting herself on the shorter woman only made the situation hotter for her. While they kissed, Hillary reached down and began toying with Angela's pussy again.

Eventually, Hillary broke the kiss. Sitting back, she glanced over her shoulder to Bethany. Since she was kind enough to uh... lick me, you mind if I return the favor? I know you'll both feel it, but-"

"Go ahead", replied Bethany. "Your fingers feel so good, but your tongue is magic."

Blushing, Hillary looked around, and seeing a lounger directly behind Angela, motioned to it. Angela, getting the hint, sat up on the lounger and scooted towards the edge, spreading her legs for Hillary. Hillary dove in, determined to make the twins feel as good as they had made her feel.

Jane had cum shortly after Hillary. It was Louise's hands, both occupied with Jane, that had helped keep her standing. As she regained her balance, she gently pulled on both of Louise's wrists. As Louise extracted her fingers from Jane, Jane took the fingers that had been playing with her pussy and licked them clean. Then she walked Jane backwards a few steps until the taller woman bumped into a chair. Pushing down on Louise's shoulders, Jane guided her into a sitting position before taking her place between Louise's legs. Before she began to pleasure her roommate, Jane whispered to Louise. "Don't watch me. Watch them. It's so hot." Louise complied.

*****

Several hours later, a topless, tipsy quintet made their way back to their cabins. Entering the clearing with the cabins a very surprised Suzanne was emerging from the woods on a different trail. Her eyes flew to the twins and she blushed and looked away quickly. "Heya Suze!", called Louise. "Where'd you go?"

Stammering, Suzanne managed to explain where she had gone. She looked around at the group. Something's different, she thought. "Um... not that it's a bad thing, but why are all of you topless?" Blushing, she hastened to add. "It's totally fine! I don't have a problem with it. I was just uh... wondering?" Mentally she kicked herself at the questioning tone she added to that last sentence. They were all women. It's just boobs, she told herself. But her subconscious wouldn't let go of the idea that something was just a little off.

"Solidarity, sister!" Jane walked up and threw an arm around Suzanne. "Kind of a 'sun's out, guns out' kind of thing, except instead of big muscles, it's tits!" She giggled. "C'mon! It's a beautiful day!" And turning to face Suzanne, Jane put her hands on the hem of Suzanne's shirt. "Just lift your arms real quick", Jane whispered with a wink. Suzanne found herself complying with the request. Why am I doing this? Her view of the assembled women disappeared as her shirt obscured her face as Jane lifted it off. Her vision returned in time to see Jane drape the shirt Suzanne had been wearing across her own shoulders as she reached between the two of them and unhooked the front-clasp bra Suzanne was wearing. As she allowed the other woman to slide the garment off of her, she stood there dumbstruck.

"You've got beautiful boobs, girl." Jane's compliment brought her screaming back to earth.

Blushing, Suzanne mumbled a thank you. To her utter astonishment, she heard herself say, "Okay", when Jane asked if she could touch Suzanne's breasts. At the Latina's touch, Suzanne felt a rush of pleasure. Her nipples hardened and she couldn't keep in a little moan as Jane's thumbs rubbed gently over her sensitive nubs.

"This is a good look for you. Very sexy." Jane winked, releasing Suzanne's breasts. We're all going to stay like this for dinner. We jus' gotta find Grace and let her know. Solidarity with Hillary, you know? Go team!" And with a fist pump in the air, Jane turned and walked towards her cabin. Suzanne watched as Jane climbed the stairs to the cabin's porch. She had been shocked to see the tiny bottoms all the girls were wearing. As Jane had turned to walk away from her, Suzanne's eyes were drawn to Jane's ass and the tiny strip of orange that disappeared between her cheeks. She had to admit to herself that Jane had an amazing ass. Round, firm, and oh so spankable. Spankable? What? But try as she might, Suzanne couldn't get the image out of her mind of what that ass would look like as she brought her hand down on it. The contrast of her pale skin and the rich caramel. Watching the shockwave ripple across that delicious flesh. With a start, she realized that Jane was talking to her. "Wha?", was all the reply Suzanne's increasingly lust-addled brain could come up with.

"I said, if you're done staring at my ass, we have about an hour before dinner. It's five til six now. How about we plan on walking together to dinner? Say be ready to go at twenty til? Wheels up at quarter til? That enough time for a quick shower and change?" Getting nods all around, Jane nodded herself. Hillary walked up to her cabin and went inside. Lowering her voice, Jane continued. "And I'm serious, ladies. Today I think we started something good. I was serious, too, that we should stay topless as a show of support for Hillary. I know we've all had some moments, but I think right now she needs us to rally around her. Considering what we all did this morning", Suzanne felt her blush return full ****. "Showing our boobs isn't really that big a deal. Besides, there's gonna be fourteen tits on display. Brewer's gonna shit himself trying to look and not look all at the same time!" Jane cackled. "But is everyone on board with this? I know it's kind of a big ask, and you have just joined the party, Suze."

Suzanne could feel the eyes of the other women on her. She didn't think they would hold it against her if she declined, but Jane's little talk had struck a nerve. Suzanne was a team player. The concept of personal sacrifice for group gains wasn't a new idea for her. Feeling butterflies in her stomach, and more than a little dampness in her panties, she nodded. "I.. I'll do it. God. I can't believe I'm doing this!"

Chuckling, Jane looked to the twins. "Y'all still in?"

"I've been topless all day, remember?", Angela said. Smiling, she added, "Besides, if he's seen my tits, he's seen Beth's, you know?" Bethany, who apparently hadn't considered this, blushed. Suzanne just then noticed the gold chain connecting Angela's nipple piercings. As she opened her mouth to ask about it, the twins both stiffened and looked at each other. Suzanne blinked. There wasn't a chain between Angela's breasts. It was between Bethany's.

"What-", Bethany began to speak, but Angela cut her off.

"Shhh. Hush now." Turning to her sister, Angela grinned. Taking hold of the chain between her sister's breasts, she looked to Jane. "We're good with the topless thing, right Beth?", she said while giving a slight tug to the chain.

"R-Right", came the shaky reply.

Jane turned to Louise. "It's safe to say you're in too, right?"

Louise laughed. "I'd not miss it for the world. Maybe not every night, but I think things like this would be a good reminder for what the others are going through. It's so easy to just focus on ourselves and forget that other people have their own issues, you know? Hopefully we'll run into Grace before dinner so she's not left out."

"Right on, chica", Jane replied. "OK. It's six now, so forty minutes, yeah?" And with that, she and Louise disappeared into their cabin.

Suzanne thought a shower sounded nice and started walking towards their cabin. "Do you mind if I grab a shower real quick?", she asked the twins.

"Go right ahead. Beth and I were just talking. We'll be in shortly", replied Angela.

As Suzanne passed them, she saw that Angela still had the chain clasped in her hand. Suzanne caught just a few words as she climbed the steps and entered the cabin. Angela was speaking in a low voice to Bethany. "When we get to dinner, big sister, here's what you're going to do..." The words trailed off as Suzanne shut the door behind her. Stripping off the rest of her clothes, she started the shower and got in.

Ten minutes later, as Suzanne was exiting the bathroom, she stopped dead when she saw her Book of Secrets in Angela's hand. Her heart stopped as Angela opened it up. "You ever gonna write anything in here? Or do you just like carrying it around?" Angela smiled as she set the Book down.

Suzanne felt relief wash over her. Her secrets were safe. The Book's secrets were safe. The Book! It said that Angela and Bethany... But they're sisters! But it didn't lie about the dream... Suzanne's brain restarted at the puzzled look on Angela's face. Bethany scooted by her and entered the bathroom. Suzanne heard the water start. "I thought I might... draw? I like to sketch sometimes", Suzanne lied. She wasn't sure why, but she wasn't ready to tell the twins about her Book, even after the shared dream. Knowing that she would be awkward until she knew the truth, Suzanne decided to bite the bullet and ask. "Did you and Bethany have sex?" She felt her face get hot. Oh God! What if they didn't? What if she thinks that I'm the freak for asking that? There had to be a better way to ask that! Way to go, Green! You really shit the bed on that one! Suzanne wanted the earth to swallow her whole. Angela looked shocked. Oh fuck. The Book was wrong! How do I explain this?

As Suzanne was mentally beating herself up, Angela was dealing with her own internal freak-out. When Suzanne had asked her that question, it had been one of the last things she had ever expected the teen to ask. Her spine was suddenly filled with ice as a chill shot down her back. Seeing the panic on the other girl's face, Angela trusted her instincts and answered. "We did. Twice today, actually." It felt really good to say it out loud. "Before you ask, no. We never did anything even remotely like that before today. Not even close. I don't think I've seen Beth nude more than like five times since we turned fifteen. But yeah. We did. And will again. I can't explain it. Is that going to be a problem for you? We'll respect your wishes if you want-"

"I think it's hot!", Suzanne blurted out. Blushing, she hastened to add, "Besides, it's not really that much more of a step from that dream last night, you know? And that dream was pretty hot, too. This whole situation is so weird. Maybe that's why it doesn't really bother me? I think I was just more surprised than anything. And I've got NO room to talk after the way I acted and talked like a complete slut this morning..." She shuddered and stopped speaking, shame darkening her usually bright smile.

"Hey. Stop that. You didn't do anything any more slutty than the rest of us. I'd say you were actually less slutty because you didn't fuck him." Angela hugged the taller girl. Leaning in and standing on her tiptoes, Angela whispered, "I thought what you did was really hot. What you said was sexy." She planted a quick kiss on the goth's blushing cheek. Backing away, she reached out and held the other girl's hand, looking into the clear blue eyes of her roommate. "But Suze, can I ask a favor?"

"Anything", came the earnest reply.

"I'm not at all ashamed at what Beth and I are... have... whatever this is. I love my sister. And now she's apparently my lover." Angela flushed, but maintained eye contact. "This is definitely new territory for us. But I wouldn't change anything about it. We're closer now than we've ever been, and I care about her more than ever." Lowering her eyes, Angela looked shyly back up at Suzanne. "But I want to keep playing with you, too. That dream was one of the hottest things ever. Is that OK with you?" Angela released Suzanne's hands and brought her hands to the teenager's waist. Suzanne's eyes were wide. Her face was crimson, but the nodded. Angela slowly walked her backwards. With a squeak, Suzanne felt the bed behind her. Angela tugged gently on the towel that was all that covered Suzanne. With the barest sensation of friction against her skin, Suzanne felt the towel fall away to pool on the floor at her feet. Suzanne's breath caught in her throat as Angela gently reached up and cupped her breasts, her thumbs gently, teasingly tracing circles around the pink nipples that quickly hardened under her attention.

"So is that a yes? You're OK playing with a couple of perverted incestuous twins? It won't bother you to watch Bethany eat my pussy?" Angela released one of Suzanne's breasts and trailed her fingernails down the alabaster belly, feeling the muscles underneath jump at her touch. Past the silky smooth mons, so recently denuded of hair and down to rest her fingers against the teenager's very wet slit. "You don't think it would be weird to look down at Bethany licking you out while I fuck her with a strap-on, do you?" Suzanne numbly shook her head no. "What about if I asked you to lick my little pussy while my sister fucks you? How about if she and I make out and you take turns fucking the two of us? Does that sound good to you?" Suzanne, mind spinning, lost in lust, could only nod. Angela gently began rubbing up and down Suzanne's dripping lips. "Good. Very Good. Now. As to the favor I was going to ask... I'd like to keep mine and Beth's arrangement between us for now, OK? There's no way it stays a secret, and I have no intentions of keeping it a secret. But I'd like us to really figure out what we have going on before making it everyone's business. Can you do that for me, sweet Suzanne?" Suzanne watched, mesmerized as Angela brought her fingers, wet with Suzanne's arousal to Suzanne's mouth, gently placing her index and middle fingers on Suzanne's tongue. Suzanne closed her mouth automatically and gently sucked on the fingers, cleaning them. Angela withdrew them with a tiny pop! "Can you let us be the ones to tell everyone? I'm telling you because I trust you. And because we're living together. And I didn't want it to be a shock to you to come in and find one of us with our mouth full of the other's pussy. So is that OK?"

Suzanne nodded, not trusting herself to speak.

"Good girl." Angela returned her fingers to Suzanne's pussy, now rubbing a little more forcefully.

"Hey Ang! I'm done-", Bethany cut off as she exited the bathroom. "Oh", was all she said.

Angela crooked a finger at Bethany in a come-hither gesture. Bethany did. "Drop the towel, Beth", Angela said when Bethany had reached her and Suzanne. Blushing, and looking down, Bethany complied. Angela gestured at the chain adorning Bethany's chest. "What do you think about the new jewelry?", she asked Suzanne.

At the mention of the chain, Bethany's head snapped up. "What the crap? I got this for you, not me! Why is it on me?"

Angela shrugged. "Dunno. Maybe because we share everything? And that definitely looks like something a **** might wear. Maybe because it's a permanent thing, so it follows the shift? I'll ask Sage tonight at dinner."

Bethany suppressed a moan. There had been no doubt. When her sister had said the word "****", she felt it. A jolt of pleasure straight to her clit.

"But I was asking Suzanne a question, not you, big sister. So I'll need you to stay quiet until it's time to leave for dinner." Angela squirmed at the pleasure she felt from giving Bethany an order. Turning to Suzanne, Angela continued. "So, what do you think? Do you like it?"

Suzanne nodded mutely. Her eyes were drawn to the chain. Angela looked at the clock. "It's 6:20. That should be plenty of time for my shower. Feel free to play with Beth, Suze. I'll be out in a bit." Angela shimmied out of her swimsuit bottoms and walked naked into the bathroom. Suzanne couldn't help it. She watched Angela's cute little but sashay through the door. Turning back to Bethany, Suzanne was reminded again of the close proximity of the other woman. And of their nakedness. And of the needy heat between her legs. Reaching out, Suzanne stopped just short of touching the chain. "May I?", she quietly asked Bethany. Bethany blushed and nodded. Suzanne extended first one, then two fingers, hefting the weight of it. It was lighter than she thought it should be. Warm, too. She closed her hand around it. "Does it feel funny? Like, can you tell it's there?", she asked the mute Bethany. The shorter woman shook her head no. Suzanne lifted it again, as if testing its weight. She went just a hair too far, causing the chain to pull ever so slightly on Bethany's nipples. The shorter woman sucked in a breath. From the bathroom, Suzanne heard Angela make a surprised noise.

Thinking she had hurt the other girl, Suzanne was apologetic. "Oh Beth! Are you OK? Did I hurt you?" Suzanne still held the chain in her hand, oblivious to this fact. Bethany adamantly shook her head no. Blushing, she gave Suzanne a thumbs up. "Good? It felt good?", Suzanne asked. Bethany nodded an affirmative. Suzanne felt a wicked thought percolate through her brain. "So this", she said, lifting a little harder than before, "feels good?" Bethany groaned while nodding. From the bathroom, she heard what might have been a moan from Angela. Suddenly, Bethany's hand shot to her crotch and she moaned again. It didn't take much effort to put two and two together. "Is Angela playing with your pussy, Beth?" Suzanne had no idea where this talk was coming from. She was sounding as bold as Angela! It felt good. "Well now I feel left out. Your sister got me all worked up and then ran off leaving you here. Can you help me?" Suzanne blushed even as she spoke. This kind of talk was hot, but she still felt self-conscious. Mutely, Bethany nodded again. She reached towards Suzanne's crotch. Feeling bold, Suzanne shook her head. "Uh uh. I'd like you to kiss me... there." She chickened out at the last minute. She had wanted to say "kiss my pussy", but she just couldn't talk like that to Bethany. Yet, a little voice whispered. She gave a slight downward tug on the chain as Bethany nodded, groaning in pleasure. "Why don't you return the favor for your sister? I'm sure she won't mind. She told me about you two." Seeing the panic on Bethany's face, Suzanne released the chain and put both hands on Bethany's shoulders. "Beth! It's fine. Actually, I asked her. She told me that she's never felt closer to you. She said she wasn't ashamed and that she loved you. I told her I would let you two be the ones to break the news. I dunno, but it doesn't bother me. So much has changed. But that's not necessarily bad, you know?" Bethany, calmer after Suzanne had explained, nodded slowly. "So. Now that that's taken care of. Can we get back to where we were?" Suzanne pushed gently on Bethany's shoulders and the shorter woman grinned and nodded, continuing her descent to the floor. Suzanne felt Bethany's hands gently push her to a seated position and then pull her forward a bit so that Bethany could get more easily get between the tall teen's legs. As she began to lick, Suzanne closed her eyes and moaned, gently playing with Bethany's hair. "Don't forget your sister", she panted. From the bathroom, Suzanne heard a loud moan. Smiling to herself, she idly toyed with a nipple while Bethany fulfilled her task.

*****

As Hillary walked in to her cabin, Grace was exiting the bathroom, towel wrapped around her hair and wearing nothing else. Both women gave a startled yelp and grinned at each other. "Hey Grace! So, uh... Jane had this idea. It's not my idea I promise. But Jane, and I guess Louise too? I dunno." Grace was close enough now to get a faint whiff of **** coming from her roommate. She grinned.

"What's the idea? We all flash David or something?" She grinned at her joke.

Stunned, Hillary stared at Grace. "How'd you know? Did you already talk to Jane about this?"

"Wait, what? I was just kidding! Is that really the plan?" Grace was unbelieving, but Hillary seemed genuine in her shock.

"Well, not exactly. Jane called it "Sisterly Solidarity". She's convinced everyone to go to dinner topless." Hillary blushed and looked down. "To uh... help me", she finished lamely. "Everyone else has agreed to it. So I'm supposed to ask you, but please don't think you have to! It's totally fine if you don't. Even though you have really cute boobs." Suzanne was looking directly at Grace's chest now. The diminutive woman fought the urge to cover up. "Wow! Your nipples are so pale!" Suddenly realizing what she was doing, Hillary blushed. Arms straight to her sides, Hillary bowed until her torso was parallel with the ground. "O yurushi kudasai."

Grace stared at the back of her roommate's head. "It's fine, Hillary. No worries. Yeah, me and my little ghosties" She **** a smile as her embarrassed roommate straightened. Grace looked her in the eye. "Hillary, it's fine. You can look. I was looking at yours earlier, anyways." Now it was Grace's turn to blush. Clearing her throat, Grace continued, "Besides, I'm not going to be the only one NOT doing that. Especially with you being my roommate!" She flushed again, the blush growing darker on her face. "Besides, it's not like he hasn't seen them already."

Hillary's brain took several seconds to parse what Grace had said. "What? When? How? Where?", she spluttered.

Grace grinned in spite of her embarrassment. "The only one you're missing is 'Why?' Everyone's going to see the scoreboard at dinner anyways, so it's not like it would remain a secret. After I left you and Jane and Louise," Grace was glad that she managed to avoid telling her roommate that she had spied on her while she had been hooking up with Jane and Louise. "I was just wandering, and not paying attention to where I was going. I looked up and I was at Dave's cabin. I thought I would go talk with him about this morning. When I knocked, he was in the shower. Because he is a man, instead of turning the shower off, drying off, and putting on a bathrobe, he left the shower running, and dripping wet, came downstairs to answer the door with just a towel. He slipped and fell. I heard a loud thump and worried, so I opened the door. There he was, naked as a jaybird with a giant erection. I thought he had knocked himself out, but he was just a little drunk." She grinned at Hillary. "Kinda like you" Laughing at the outrage on her roommate's face, Grace waved it off. "He was considerably more intoxicated than you, I think. But once I got him sat up and realized that he was fine, just drunk, I uh... was kind of horny? And he showed me a video on his TV that was basically a highlight reel from our dates this morning." Seeing Hillary blanch, Grace reached out and put a comforting hand on her roommate's arm. "It's fine, Hillary. Besides, when he turned it on, it was my date. I was mortified." Hillary snorted a laugh. "But anyways, he was there, and I was there, and he was clearly aroused, and I was horny, so, uh, I offered him a repeat from this morning. And since he had gotten my shirt soaking wet when I tried to get him to sit up, I just took it off, because it was basically transparent. So, yeah. TL/DR, I found myself at David's cabin, went in, and blew him. So!" Grace clapped her hands, causing her breasts to jiggle enticingly. "That's what I meant when I said he'd seen them already." Grace felt like her blush was mostly under control.

"Huh." Hillary contemplated what Grace had said. "I guess that makes sense. Did he say anything? About the dates? Or... or anything?"

Grace shook her head. "No. Not really. He was drinking, I think, because he was feeling guilty, as if he had anything to do with this. Which is absurd, because he didn't. I had to be rather direct with him", she looked at Hillary, "Kind of like with someone else I know to convince him that what I was doing was MY choice." Hillary blushed and looked down. "Hillary, look at me, please", Grace pleaded. "For the very last time, I have no problems with what we did. It was quite enjoyable. For you, as well, I believe." She winked. "But seriously. This is our new normal. There's bound to be some growing pains. But feeling awkward just because I'm magically compelled to breastfeed from you every day for the rest of our lives isn't a reason to get all shy. OK?" Hillary was smiling by the end of Grace's ridiculous sentence. "There we go. Speaking of, are you good? Do you need me to...?" Grace trailed off.

Hillary stammered, "Nno- no I'm uh, good. Yeah. I'm good. Thanks though." Looking at Grace, a wild thought occurred to Hillary. Was she disappointed that I said no? "I mean, if you want to, I wouldn't mind. You know. I uh, but I'm good for now. I can wait. I'm not saying you can't or whatever, but-"

"Good. Maybe it's just been all the activity or strangeness of the day. Or it could be that I skipped lunch. I could use a little snack if that's OK with you." Grace smiled and approached the taller woman. "I'd like to try something if you're up for it." At Hillary's nod, Grace led her over to the couch and sat her down and then rotated her ninety degrees so that Hillary was reclining against the armrest. "Is that comfortable?, she asked. Getting an affirmative nod from Hillary, Grace straddled Hillary, planting one knee on either side of the sitting woman's legs. With the angle that Hillary was reclining, Grace was able to comfortably get at Hillary's breasts. "Is this comfortable for you?", she asked Hillary. Getting a affirmative nod from the wide-eyed Hillary, Grace leaned down towards Hillary's breast. Stopping just shy of the nipple, she looked back up at Hillary. "What time are we all walking to dinner?"

Hillary's brain locked up. She blinked stupidly at Grace before her powers of speech returned. "Jane suggested being ready by 6:40 and leaving by 6:45. Is that OK?" , Hillary asked, ashamed at the pang of regret she felt that the limited time might mean that Grace's assistance might be postponed.

"Plenty of time, I think. Now. I am feeling a bit peckish." Grace looked to Hillary. Let me know when it's 6:20." She began to drink. She stopped, releasing Hillary's nipple but not raising her head. "Make that 6:25."

*****

Blearily, Dave had gotten up from his chair. Grace had apparently left after their... encounter. Standing naked in his den, Dave caught sight of his reflection in a mirror mounted on the far wall. "You degenerate piece of shit. What is wrong with you?", he asked his reflection. Unbidden, images and sensations from the afternoon flashed through his mind. The soft, apple-sized breasts of Grace with their pale nipples. The feel of her tongue on his balls as she repeatedly swallowed his cock. The power he had felt, pushing her head all the way down on his cock and holding it there. Her pleased groans every time he did. The way that she had grabbed onto his thighs and demonstrated what she wanted. His lust and delight to find that she had been completely honest when she had told him to fuck her face. The first time he had cum, he had stood up and jammed his cock as deep as it could go, down her throat while he pushed her face into his crotch. How she had moaned at that, the vibrations nearly making him pass out. How he had stayed hard, and she hadn't let up, working him into a frenzy. Her pulling off right before he came the second time, panting, "Cum on my face!" Even if he hadn't been close, he was pretty sure that her saying that would have pushed him over the edge. He had never given a girl a facial before. Had never known how to ask about it without sounding like a degenerate or starting an argument that he could only lose. He certainly didn't think that "forgiveness rather than permission" was an intelligent strategy for this either. He had just written it off as something that existed only in porn.

Grace was an anomaly to him. Despite all evidence to the contrary, her actions continually surprised him. She had been into him fucking her face. She had laughed and had an enormous, satisfied smile when he did as she asked and came on her face. Her matter-of-fact attitude towards sex was a completely new experience for him. After he came down from his orgasm, she had kissed the head of his cock, licking up the little bead of cum that clung to his dick. She swiped a finger through the copious load covering her face and chest and licked it clean. Smacking her lips, she tilted her head to the side and announced that she was fine if he came in her mouth sometime. She had gotten up, completely oblivious to or uncaring of his gaze on her naked breasts. She had come back from the kitchen with a towel and asked him where the nearest bathroom was. He had just pointed upstairs and she had bounced on up and not five minutes later returned, cleaned up and still topless. Shrugging into her shirt, she had briefly lifted the bottom of her shirt once she had gotten it on, flashing him her breasts. Seeing her smile, he presumed that she got the reaction from him that she had been looking for. Leaning forward, she had kissed his forehead and whispered, "Thanks. That was fun. See you at dinner." And just like that she had walked out the door, shutting it behind her. Drained, and still feeling the effects from a lunch consisting primarily of bourbon and Doritos, Dave had slumped in the chair, spent.

Now, showered, and somewhat re-hydrated, Dave was seated at the table in the dining hall. Sage was waiting for him outside the dining hall when he walked up. She had had a twinkle in her eye when she asked if he'd enjoyed his afternoon nap. Blushing with embarrassment and not a little shame, Dave had ignored her. Not letting Dave's lack of response deter her, she had directed him to go on in and have a seat, as she had a little "girl talk" she needed to have with the harem. Hearing the door open and the various voices as they engaged in conversation, Dave turned and nearly fell out of his chair.

Showed Master Her Breasts! +3 VP (x4)

Jane: 28 VP

Bethany: 12 VP

Suzanne: 11 VP

Louise: 33 VP

Angela, Hillary, Jane, and Grace appeared to find his reaction humorous. Jane went to far as to grab her boobs and shake them at him while sticking her tongue out. Bethany and Suzanne were both clearly embarrassed, but were gamely affecting nonchalance. Louise looked nervously in his direction. Belatedly, he realized that for her, she had no memories of him ever seeing her nude. He smiled at her, and gave her a thumbs up. Then immediately cursed himself for being an asshole idiot. Who the fuck gives a thumbs up to a group of hot topless chicks? Thumbs up? Fuck, Brewer! Try not to act like a complete amateur. He couldn't help himself. His eyes bounced from one chest to the next. The variety in the color of their nipples, from the nearly invisible pink of Grace to the chocolate nubs belonging to Jane. Dave shifted in his seat. After this afternoon's session with Grace, he felt like he shouldn't have much left in the tank, but his cock was gamely rising to the occasion. Sage wasn't kidding about refractory period. As he was looking from girl to girl, he saw Bethany? Angela? It was hard to tell when they were both topless. From where he sat he couldn't quite make out if the piercings in her nipples were rings or barbells. Whoever it was, they gave their twin a little smack on the ass and pointed at him. The twin who had gotten her ass smacked looked at him, and back at her sister. Curiously, he watched as she reached up and gently tugged on her nipple. In the light, he saw it was a ring. Bethany!, he thought. And there was a chain connecting her nipple rings. That's new. She looked back at Angela. Smiling Angela leaned forward and whispered in Bethany's ear. Nodding, Bethany left the group and walked towards Dave, with Angela in tow.

"Uh.. hey Bethany. Angela. What's up?" Dave cursed himself. What's up? Seriously. What's up? Two chicks wearing only panties come walking up and your BEST opener is 'What's up?' Fucking hell, Brewer. Get your shit together!

"My big sister has something to tell you, Master", Angela said with a smile. "Don't you, Beth?"

Blushing furiously, Bethany nodded. Looking up at Dave, she cleared her throat and asked in a clear, if quiet voice, "Can you scoot your chair back some, please?"

Dave hadn't been expecting that request, but acquiesced with a nod. Dave found the chain dangling between her breasts to be mesmerizing. As he watched the chain swinging with Bethany's motion, he realized that she was kneeling between his legs. She placed her hands on his thighs and looked up at him. Her face was flushed, and she was clearly embarrassed, but she still said what she had been ordered to say.

"Please, Master. I feel bad that I didn't get to taste your cock earlier today. Can I get a head start on dinner from you, please?" Bethany thought that if it were possible to actually die from embarrassment and shame, she would be finding out very soon. At the same time, her pussy was positively soaked. She had felt his eyes on her chest like a physical presence. He had been unable to take his eyes off of her. Strangely, she felt reassured by his attention on her breasts.

Dave was gobsmacked. He was certain he had misheard, but from the look on her face and the way her hands were gently caressing his thighs, he knew that what he had heard was correct. Suddenly aware of eight sets of eyes on him, Dave looked Bethany in the eye. "Bethany, you don't have to do-"

"Please, Master. Stop. Please let me. I need to." Bethany face, while still expressing embarrassment, simultaneously exuded desire and determination.

Dave looked to Angela. "Is this your doing? She doesn't have to. Right? You're not going to make your own sister do this, are you? In front of everyone? Right?" Dave hated himself for wanting Angela to make Bethany follow through. He hated that he could already picture her with his dick in her mouth.

Angela smiled down at Bethany. "What do you think, big sis? What would you think if your sister made you go and suck the cock of a relative stranger in front of a group of people? Tell him. Tell him how you feel, both now and from this morning."

Bethany shivered and moaned. Looking at the bulge in his pants, Bethany spoke. "This morning i was nearly out of my mind with arousal at the thought of treating Angela like my **** to use as I saw fit. Specifically to have her pleasure you. Right now, I am horny beyond belief. My pussy is sopping wet. I am so embarrassed to be sitting here begging to suck your cock in front of everybody and I am also incredibly turned on because my sister is making me do this."

"See? Nobody is forcing anyone to do anything they don't want to do. It's going to drive her crazy until you let her. Go ahead. Let her." Angela had been caressing Bethany's head like a pet while she spoke. She ended up behind Dave's chair, much like Bethany had been in the sim. By now, the other girls had slowly started to gather at the table, plates full of food. Not a sound was made as they sat or stood, depending on how well they could see.

Tentatively, cautiously, Bethany reached out and stroked the bulge straining Dave's shorts. Her touch brought his attention back to the girl kneeling between his legs. The chain sparkled in the light. Before he registered it, his fingers had reached out and gently hooked the chain. Bethany gasped, and Angela's hand, which had been stroking his shoulder, suddenly tightened. Dave was bombarded with images from the clips he had been shown in his cabin. He couldn't deny his arousal. Pulling gently on the chain, he was gratified at the stereo gasps his action produced. All he could think about was the idea of Bethany sucking his cock. Angela leaned forward, kissing his cheek gently before murmuring in his ear.

"She's never seen a cock in person before. She's never touched one before. Yours is the only cock she's EVER going to know, that lucky little slut. You know what you want. You know what she wants. Why hold out?" Angela's voice was dark and smoky, going straight to his failing impulse control.

"Do it. Suck my cock, Bethany. Swallow it all like a good girl." He felt powerful. Gone was any awareness of the other women watching this tableau. With a start, he realized he had been pulling her towards his crotch by the chain hanging between her breasts. Her face was scrunched up in a mix of pleasure and pain. Her hands shot out and hooked into the waistband of his shorts. Lifting his ass off the chair, he allowed her to pull the elastic waistband down his legs and over his cock, which sprang free as soon as it was freed from its confinement. Bethany's eyes were huge. She shuffled forward and tentatively licked his cock. What followed was an amateur's first blowjob attempt. Angela had been giving her sister an increasingly profane pep talk as Bethany struggled to get as much of his cock in her mouth. She settled on focusing her mouth and tongue on the head and frenulum while using both hands to stroke his spit-slicked shaft and to occasionally fondle his balls. In a bizarre reversal of roles, Dave had looked up and made eye contact with Jane. She had winked at him and mouthed, "Fuck yeah!". It was at that moment that Dave came. Instinctively, a hand went to the back of Bethany's head.

"Swallow it!", came the cry from Angela. Bethany shuddered and moaned in pleasure. Dave caught movement between Bethany's legs. Her hand was a blur as she rubbed her pussy. Dave's eyes slammed shut as pleasure crested. His cock pulsed and rope after rope was deposited in the frantically swallowing fellatrix between his legs. Dave felt a kiss on his cheek. "See? That wasn't so bad, was it?", Angela purred. Dumbly, Dave nodded.

Blowjob! +8 VP

Bethany: 20 VP

Looking down, he found his hand caressing Bethany's cheek. She released his cock, and swallowed one last time. Leaning into his hand, she opened her eyes. Instead of the revulsion or shame he expected to see, he only detected satisfaction. Gesturing with his other hand, he motioned her towards him. Slowly, she got up and leaned towards him. He brought his head to her ear and whispered, "Thank you. That was amazing. Are you sure you're OK?"

This time, she did blush, but she nodded and whispered, "Yes. I'm good." Dave impulsively put his hands to her head and brought her in for a kiss. It was tender and brief, but no less heartfelt. As Bethany straightened up and stepped back, Jane began applauding, going so far as to whistle. Angela joined in with the clapping, as did Grace and Louise. Bethany looked like a mix of absolute shame and pride. And with the clapping, the spell was broken. Stupidly, Dave realized that he was sitting at the table with no food, his pants around his ankles and his cock hanging out. Cursing, he stood up to get pull his shorts back up.

"Don't do that on our account!", Jane hooted. More laughter followed. Face burning, Dave stood and offered Bethany his arm. "Shall we get dinner?"

Angela couldn't resist. She leaned in and whispered so that only Dave and Beth could hear, "Assuming she has any room left..." And with a giggle and a smack to Bethany's ass followed by a, "Good game!", the laughing Angela danced on ahead of them and got a plate for herself.

As Dave and Beth returned to the table, he was surprised when the pre-dinner show that he and Bethany had put on wasn't talked about at all. Not even a veiled reference. Is that kind of thing going to become a regular thing? Dave hated the part of him that hoped so.

Sage, who had uncharacteristically been sitting quietly, stood, clapping her hands. "What an exciting day we've had! And it's not over yet! We still have the results of the voting to discuss. I'll give you all your rankings, but the only two that matter are first and second. First place will spend the night with the Master tonight along with anyone she should wish to invite. Tomorrow, the Master will pick between the second place finisher and the winner of tomorrow's challenge, provided that the winner tomorrow isn't anyone who spends tonight with the Master. Remember, the master must spend the night with all of you in some combination or permutation before he can invite a girl for a second visit. If, for example, three of you all want to bring Bethany with you, you may. But the Master may not invite Bethany himself until every one of you have had a chance to spend the night with him. Now, on to the results!

1st: Jane +3000 BP => 4300 BP

2nd: Bethany +2700 BP => 4300 BP

3rd: Suzanne +2400 BP => 4400 BP

4th: Grace +2100 BP => 8800 BP

5th: Angela +1800 BP => 4900 BP

6th: Hillary +1500 BP =>4300 BP

7th: Louise +1200 BP => 3600 BP

So, Jane, you had the most popular date. It was close, but in the end yours pulled away by a handful of votes. There was divided opinion on the use of your twin, Bethany. Personally, I give full marks for creativity! Both Angela and Bethany blushed. 3rd place was separated by a single vote. Both of you ladies made a very respectable showing, as did you, Angela. Hillary, only two people voted for you. But, surprisingly, at least to me, was the fact that Louise got zero votes. This was definitely unexpected. I promised consequences for failure to produce a worthwhile effort. I am going to consult my handbook on this. Louise, on the one hand, you put effort into your date, and clearly enjoyed having sex with the Master. On the other, not a single voter thought that was their favorite performance. Everyone else got at least one vote. I will have my decision tomorrow morning at breakfast. Jane, after dinner, you and whoever you choose will accompany the Master to his cabin where you WILL spend the night IN THE SAME BED as the Master. Ah! I believe dessert is served. Bethany? Do you still have room after your appetizer?" Seeing her target blush, Sage laughed and blew her a kiss. "All in love. Well done, dear. Very nice! Eat up! Breakfast will be here before you know it!"