You try to convince Dale

"The three of us have put on a show, why don't you show Lucy too how much we want to turn her on," you say, as convincingly as you can while hog-tied, on your knees. "Just use me to help yourself get hard and ready for her."

Dale thinks for a moment.

"Alright, just until I'm hard," he says, dropping his pants and underwear before walking over to you.

As he stands in front of you, you stare at his half-erect cock, waiting to see what he will do. Being so tightly restrained there is little that you can do but open your mouth and take in the view. At least he has shaved. You see Lucy staring at you, and you stick your tongue out, eliciting a smile from her.

Dale grabs his cock, but to your surprise he doesn't put it in your mouth, but starts jerking it with his fingertips. After a second, he then lifts it up with his left hand before using his right hand to guide his scrotum to your mouth. He tries to press them into your mouth, but struggles, and eventually manages to massage his right-hand ball into your wide-open mouth with his thumb.

You start sucking the ball that has been **** into your mouth, pulling Dale in slightly, his cock now flopped on your cheek. He pulls back a little, stretching his ballsack and making room for him to grab his slowly-stiffening cock with his fingertips and lift it up, stroking it just an inch from your face.

Dale continues like this, stroking himself as he moves his hips back and forth, stretching and relaxing his scrotum. You feel somehow relaxed, glad finally to be without a cock in your mouth, but then suffer a moment of panic as you remember that Lucy said you have to suck all three cocks. Does what you're doing count?

You decide not to take the risk, and relax your mouth; without suction, Dale soon inadvertently pulls his ball from your mouth, and you feel a brief moment of freedom. But it isn't to last. You wanted your mouth empty for a reason, and it wasn't just because you were sick of sucking his balls.

You gulp as you prepare to **** yourself further.

"Let me suck your cock," you say, putting on an exaggerated air of desire. You pretend to beg: "please put it in my mouth, I want to know what it feels like when you fuck my face."

Dale looks down at you with a look of embarrassment, but does as you ask, sliding his cock between your lips and over your tongue. It feels fairly hard already, at least enough for him to pump into your mouth for the better part of a minute before slowing down and pulling out, trying to bend his cock with his fingers, and appearing to decide that it's hard enough.

Lucy smiles. "I thought I'd caught you out, and you'd get to spend all night watching our fun. But you're too clever for that, and it was hot to watch you beg for cock."

She walks around behind you and unties you: first separating your wrists from your ankles, then releasing your arms, and finally your ankles. You feel free, but the soreness from your former position lingers in your back. Lucy offers a hand to help you stand up.

"Careful," she says as she pulls you up, "you've been down there a long time."

Lucy turns to the others.

"He thought he'd be clever and come early to get some extra time alone with me, so I gave him a special task," she explains, "he had to convince you all to let him suck your dicks, without my help."

"You were all super-hot, by the way," she adds, "I loved seeing you all use his mouth in order to please me. Now it's your chance for some straight fun, so let's get started."

Lucy is kneels on the ground, holding up her breasts with her hands, and explains.