Why not! Someone asked me to do it afterall!

What a strange feeling, to be carried. No one but Master could or did carry me. I suppose it was far to assume my newest little sister could manage it but she still had no reason to. To be honest, nestling in his arms like this was the part of this that made me the happiest. That might seem strange but I sort of saw it in a masc/fem lens. Men carried, women get carried, but nine out of ten times I do the carrying. It didn't do much for my sense of femininity. So right now I liked to just forget about all that and enjoyed being a woman.

Master set me down on the bed. He sat next to me and looked at Elise. "Strip for us."

"Yes Master," Elise said as she began slowly taking off her bra, her newly large bust jiggling as she did. She twirled it around before tossing it aside and cupped her breasts as she jumped on the bed and grabbed the nearest bedpost with her pinched knees and slide in a circle before letting herself turn upside down. She then grabbed the base of the bed with her hands and began to peel her shoes and socks off while upside down. Tossing them away.

I was captivated by her movements. I was strong and flexible sure, but I had never attempted anything like that. It felt like something only she could do. Something only she would think of doing. Unlike Marianne or Sofia this wasn't a skill that felt outside of my wheelhouse. If I was only confident enough to try. Elise was always a beautiful women. She was the one that made me wonder if I danced with angels and demons but she was the only angel that ever made my heart flutter like this.

I turned my gaze and saw Master's pants getting firm under his pants. I placed my hand on his growing shaft and he smiled. He got up and let them hit the ground. I reached out and touched his throbbing shaft in my hand, careful to be gentle. He raised his finger and I stopped.

"Your turn, strip," he said as he laid on the bed and took Elise in his arm and gentle groped her left breast. Maybe it was more accurate to call it his breast, it felt like he owned us so completely after all.

I looked at the poll, the temptation to try and mimic Elise hit me but I was too nervous. Imagine the horror if I failed, or what if my increased weight caused the post to break? Oh no! Too shameful. So I just stripped in a more traditional way. Slowly swaying my hips as I pulled one piece off at a time. Elise went to stroke Master but he stopped her.

"First honors to the Lady," he remarked.

I blushed. Lady. Me? Tee hee. Once naked I gently and eagerly sat down and lowered myself onto him. He instructed Elise to get behind me and grope my breasts in her arms. I moaned as I felt her own beautiful mounds against my back, sliding up and down and I rocked myself up and down Master in an eager need.

Elise bit my ear with just her lips as she pinched my nipples. Aaaah. I felt myself coming to orgasm already. Before Master, before Elise. I couldn't help myself. Not that this slowed me down. I just kept pumping myself faster and faster. I wanted it all. I wanted everything. My pussy felt like a thirsty plant waiting for the rain and today was the day the dark clouds ironically brightened me mood. I could feel his dick tensing inside me. So close. Please Master! Water me!

"I love you Master," I shouted as I felt him come inside me.