VC Day 2 - Direct

If direct is what they want, then OK... you are just nervous about it. It seems weird to you.

After breakfast you go off to find them. Cas and Pol are in one of the big house's many rooms, dusting. The house is big, but not modern... so there is a lot of stuff to just dust. This room is a library, full of books.

"Hi," you say. You have never really talked to these two.

They both stop what they are doing and rush to you, all bubbly cheerfulness.

"Yes? What can we do for you?" They ask together. You can't tell them apart... no wait... Cas has the red hair ties on his pigtails, and Pol has the blue ones. Right?

"Um, I'm supposed to pay you guys, right?" you ask, blushing. "So I wanted to do that, and I was just wondering how it was done. How, exactly," you say.

Cas and Pol light up, looking delighted. They look at each other, and then tackle you to the floor, ripping off your robe to expose your naked body.

You don't even have time to say something before you feel two hot tongues on your soft cock.

"Oh Jesus!" you cry out. You are hard in seconds, and Cas sucks hard while Pol licks all up and down the shaft. It's so good that all you can do is lie there and moan. Your body jerks and your breasts bounce as it feels even better.

You are making sad, pitiful sounds, but they mercilessly continue until you grunt and grab for the rug, overwhelmed by how good it feels. Your groin is on fire, and you feel this powerful release along with the ache... you come to your senses, gasping for breath. You see Cas' face, covered in ropes of sticky cum, and Pol with his mouth on your cock, sucking it out. They switch places and you whimper as you feel Cas' lips on your shaft. They suck until you are defintely finished... then they wipe off their sticky faces and lick off their fingers.

Oh god... you lie there, feeling totally spent. That was intense.

"Thank you!" they say together, and suddenly they are both right in front of you, covering your face with kisses and affection... you are too exhausted to really notice.

They get up and leave. You lie there on the rug, wondering what just happened.

You look at the ceiling. This is your job now? As Demi's wife? You feel too dizzy to have an opinion.

You see... red skin and... it's Tari, standing over you.

"You poor baby," she says, looking down at you with your robe open, your naked body totally on display. "I guess my daughter didn't... tell you what to expect. Looks like you got off easy. Let's clean you up."