[FullControl] [Cuck] Dinner theater

“You sure this is the right place?” Steven grunted simply, looking between the pair of women he was with.

“Don't ask me.” Kari, shrugged back at her husband.

The slender redheaded woman was dressed for a night on the town, cream coloured ballerina flats, a beige long-sleeved blouse, and a flowing pink dress that reached below her knees. However, rather than being excited at the prospect, she just looked concerned as she turned to her friend,

“This doesn't look like any club I've ever heard of.”

“Well... I don't know... maybe it's just minimalism?” Ashley shrugged, still staring at the nondescript building, pretty much just a concrete rectangle, “Maybe they're just really fancy?”

The dirty-blonde mirrored her friend's body in shape, but was dressed far more breezily, opting for gladiator sandals, jean shorts, and an olive green tank top.

“If that's the case, I get the feeling we're under dressed.” Steven sighed, not at all convinced by the woman's airy response.

“Maybe you two,” Kari scoffed, dawning a smirk, “but when I heard we were going to a club, I took the time to dress myself.”

“Yeah, well... lotta good that looks like it'll do you now.” Steven fired back, wrapping an arm around his wife and drawing her into a sideways hug.

“Oh, ha, ha, ha, you two are a riot!” Ashley groaned, rolling her eyes, “If you two love birds are done with your little spat though, maybe we could see about getting inside?”

Coming down from her giggles, Kari let out a tired sigh and strode after her friend, as she went to look for a door,

“C'mon Ashley, I don't think this is the right place.”

“Oh really?” With a fist balled up and placed on her hip, Ashley swung open a heavy metal door and stepped aside, smile on her face.

Both Steven and Kari slowed to a stop just outside the door taken aback at the sight. On the other-side of what looked like a fire-exit, was an expensive looking carpet rolled out and leading towards what was unmistakably a waiting area. There was a cushioned bench sitting beside what was clearly a hostess' stand.

After exchanging a glance with each other, and then with a very smug looking Ashley, Steven and Kari stepped inside and approached the unmanned stand, their friend following close behind.

For a minute the three took in their surroundings; the dim, red, mood-lighting; the silk shawls hung from the ceiling; all the way down to the ornate, if not redundant, decorative candelabras mounted on the wall.

“Feeling under-dressed yet?” Kari sneered with a light chuckle.

Before either her husband or friend could respond though, the rattle of a beaded curtain being swept aside caught their attention. The cause was quickly revealed to be a short woman, long, golden locks draped of her shoulders, and squeezed into a tight, form-fitting, red-sequin dress, the straps of which, seemed only barely enough to cover the nipples of her enormous breasts.

“Oh, em, gee! I hope you haven't been waiting long!” The girl squealed, bouncing out of her ruby red high-heels, sending her large chest jiggling, and precariously close to escaping her dress.

“Still feeling appropriately dressed?” Steven jabbed back at his wife, grin plastered across his face.

Her only response was a momentary scowl before her friend drew everyone's attention with a mystified sputter,

“Those things are massive!” Ashley's eye's were glued to the girl's chest, her own hands drifting up to her own modest chest.

“Oh you like them?” The girl giggled, pushing out her chest and bouncing it up and down, “I'm sure you can get a pair like these too if you wanted! Oh and your friend too! You just–”

“Uh, that's quite alright!” Kari interrupted quickly, her cheeks going red as she took a minute glance down at her own chest, before taking a deep breath, “We'd just like a table, please.”

“Oh right! Yeah!” The girl suddenly looked shocked, jerking backwards a half-step, casing her chest to bounce once again, before stepping back in, “You'll definitely want to get a seat fast! The shows about to start!” The girl quickly spun on her heel and waved the three to follow her, “Tonight's going to be really good too! The Mind-Master is great!”

Kari let out a snort at that, but if she had anything to say about it, it died in her throat when she glanced around the room. All three of them, minus the hostess, were quickly distracted by what they saw as they looked around the large dining area. Every woman in sight was just as well-endowed and provocatively dressed as the hostess, if not more so. There were even a few women that bordered on naked, their outfit's just barely managing to hide any 'offensive' body parts.

“Ooh! There's a table right by the stage! I'll just get you some menu's and be right back!” The hostess giggled, completely unconcerned by the trio's enthrallment by the sights, before jiggling off.

“Still think we're under-dressed?” Steven scoffed at his wife, openly leering at all the flesh on display around him.

“Oh shush!” Kari fired back, her own cheeks going red, a scowl on her face as she tried, and failed to meet her husband eyes.

“If anything, I'd say we're over dressed.” Ashley let out a snort, shaking her head and breaking the trance she had on the half-naked patrons of a nearby table.

“I... yeah, kinda seems that way.” Kari sputtered at her friend for a moment before just letting out a sigh and rolling her eyes, “So what kind of club is this anyways?”

“Yeah, I don't think you ever told us.” Steven added with a smirk, his own attention finally torn from the sights around him.

“Beats me.” Ashley shrugged simply at her friend.

“Figures.” Kari sighed, “That's just like you.”

“Ah, hey! It's not my fault! I was out at a bar last night and one of the guys I was talking to mentioned this place, that's all! It's not my fault he ran off before I could ask him anything else about this place.”

“And yet you decided to bring us here.”

“You didn't expect me to come alone did you?”

Once again Kari rolled her eyes, but this time, all three of them broke into laughter. Just as they were starting to come down from their mirth however, a man in a sharp, black tuxedo stepped onto the stage, just feet away from them and clapped his hands. He caught the attention of Steven, Kari, and Ashley, but it wasn't just them, a pall quickly fell over the entire dining hall, even in the back reaches and all eyes were on the stage.

“Greeting's ladies and gentleman, it warms my heart to see so many of you in tonight! As I'm sure you know, I am The Mind-Master! Ruler of the mind, will and consciousness! And I have quite a show in store for you all tonight! And I'm sure you all already know who I am, so why don't I just cut the fluff and get right into the act?” The man paused for a moment and was quickly met with emphatic applause.

“Sounds like a crowd favourite.” Steven murmured to his table-mates.

“Sound's like a hyped up crock....” Kari sighed, slumping in her seat.

“Oh don't be like that.” Ashley hissed, grinning ear to ear, “If all these people like him that much he's gotta be one hell of an act if nothing else!”

“They don't look like the brainiest bunch if you ask me....” Kari muttered, locking eyes with the nearly exposed chest of a woman at a nearby table.

“Now before I begin, could I get a volunteer from the audience?”

Without missing a beat, Ashley flew out of her seat and started bouncing up and down, arm shot straight up.

“Ashley, what are you doing!” Kari hissed at her friend, shooting several furtive glances at the stage.

Ashley didn't get the chance to respond however, before The Mind-Master turned his eyes on her, and walked towards the edge of the stage,

“Oh hoh! I don't think I've seen you three here before! Why don't you all join me on stage?”

“Ah! N-no thank–” Kari was quickly interrupted by her friend yanking her from her seat and barrelling straight for the stage.

Steven, under threat of being the only hold out gave out a sigh and followed after.

From up close, in the dim lighting of the dining hall, it was much easier to finally make out just what kind of man this performer was. The Mind-Master was the definition of tall, dark, and handsome, even Steven had to, regrettably, admit to that. The man was square jawed, easily six feet tall and some change, towering over the three of them, with broad shoulders that had him striking an incredibly imposing figure. He was also sporting a light tan and black, slicked back hair that gave off a greasy sheen.

“So tell me, ladies and gentleman, none of you have been here before have you?” The man rumbled out, cocking a thin, manicured eyebrow.

“Oh no not at all!” Ashley quickly fired back, bubbly as ever.

“Well, just between the four of us, you can call me Azal then,” The large man winked down at the three of them with a whisper, before returning to a booming voice, “And could I get your names?”

“That's Steven on the end, his wife Kari and you can call me Ashley!”

She was the only one of the three not intimidated by this man. Even Steven had to stare up at the man in slack jawed awe. He was happily married and while he was sure he couldn't be swayed by even this man, the sight of him, oddly enough, reminded Steven of the sea of women in the audience, less the flesh on display, more how perfect and... manufactured they seemed.

“Well then ladies and gentlemen!” Azal turned back to the audience with a smile, arms stretched outward, “They have no idea what to expect, maybe I should give them a taste, eh?”

The man's call was immediately met with laughter and hoots from the audience, with a smattering of applause.

Kari and Steven responded in kind by exchanging a nervous glance, but Ashley still seemed to be completely at ease, switching between grinning up at the man, and out into the crowd.

“Well then, I suppose a brief introduction should be in order for you three then. I am The Mind-Master. You could call me a mentalist, or a hypnotist of sorts, but I can assure you, I'm of the likes you've never seen before. I could make you do anything! Not that–” He was quickly interrupted by a stifled snort from Kari, drawing all eyes on her.

“Ah- No! Excuse me. That just a little sniffle keep going!” She quickly stammered out, her ears going pink as she glanced over the audience, and every eye on the house being turned on her.

“No no! Quite alright my lady! I detect that you doubt my power, is that correct?”

For a moment Kari looked frozen in fear, but after giving her husband a side-long glance and grabbing his hand, she set her shoulders and glared up at the man,

“Well I'm not going to claim to know much about hypnotism, but I know enough. You can't make people do anything it's all about subconscious thoughts and desires. A person has to want to do what you tell them.”

Instantly, Azal broke into a grin and let out a mighty chuckle, the noise causing Kari to squeeze her husband's hand tighter,

“Oh you've got quite a head on your shoulders miss! Your husband must have his work cut out for him!” He turned to Steven and gave him a wink, “But I think you'll find I'm a little special. I can dig deeper than most and dredge up even the most hidden away desires you don't even know you have, or rather, those you're afraid to embrace.” Without waiting for a response, Kari's body language already speaking volumes, Azal clapped his hands and turned to the audience, “But enough of that! How about I just begin the show!” Spinning on his heel again, he bared down on the three, and held up a single, thick finger, “Now could I trouble you three to stand in a line and keep an eye on my finger?”

“What, no pocket watch?” Kari scoffed, hand still squeezing her husband's painfully tight.

“I prefer a personal touch.” Azal clucked, before slowly drifting his hand back and forth, “Now keep an eye on my finger... don't look away.... The longer your follow my finger, the more relaxed you'll become... the more at home....”

“Are we in your power yet?” Kari sighed after a minute, her hold on her husband's hand ease up just slightly.

Giving out a quiet chuckle, Azal shook his head and rumbled back,

“I won't make you do anything you don't really want... just keep following my finger and you'll do what you've always wanted... keep your eyes on me... and you can be what you've always wanted....”

After a couple more minutes, Kari's hand went slack and both her and her husband's hands fell away from each other, and they just stood there, limply, eyes tracking the man's finger as it slowly bounced back and forth.

“...Keep your eyes on my finger, but listen to the sound of my voice... I'm going to to count to three and when I do, you'll hear me snap... that'll ground you in this feeling... remind you of how good it feels to be yourself... your true self.” An instant later the man snapped his fingers.

As soon as he did, Ashley, Kari and Steven had to re-balance themselves to avoid toppling over and they exchanged a confused glance.

“Weren't they just spectacular folks?” Azal shouted into the audience.

Even Ashley seemed taken aback, wholly underwhelmed despite her usual optimism,

“Was... that it?” She sheepishly squeaked.

“We're just getting to the good part actually. Why don't you and Kari step forward.”

Without even an ounce of hesitation both girls strode forward, and positioned themselves beside each other once prompted, exchanging a mystified glance as they did.

“No no, keep looking at each other...,” Azal paused for a moment, before snapping his fingers, and in a much huskier tone continued, “and give each other a nice big kiss.”

At the sound of the snap, Kari and Ashley's postures relaxed, their eyes still locked. For a long few moments it appeared they were still processing what they heard. Steven for one was certain they were just moments away from blowing up at the man... but then they wrapped their arms around each other and pressed their lips together. In an instant, a stage kiss turned into full-on making out. Kari, openly and wildly starting sucking face and running her hands through her friend's hair.

They only went on for a few seconds though, before both of them froze a beat later pushing off each other,

“Oh... uh... wow....” Ashley stepped back eyes wide as she looked over the audience, wiping some spit from her chin as she did.

“W-what the hell was that?” Kari took several extra steps back, looking around confusion “W-what did you... how did you–”

“I thought we were on the same page here?” Azal interrupted her, raising a large hand in front of her face as he did, “I can't make you do anything you don't want to do.”

“Wha –but... I do not want to kiss my friend! I don't swing... I'm married!”

“Well if it's any consolation, the deeper I have to dig for your desires, the easier it is for you to resist... at first.”

“Excuse me?”

“Why don't you take another look at your friend?”

“Ah hey! I don't think I like what you're sugge–”

snap

“Now Kari, wouldn't you like to see your friend naked?”

“Mhmmm....” Kari gave a quiet, stunted moan, her face had gone completely blank at the snap, but now she had taken on a hungry expression as her glassy eyes drifted over Ashley.

“And Ashley, I'm sure you'd love a much better taste of Kari, wouldn't you?”

“Huh... oh... definitely....” Ashley mumbled in an airy tone. She seemed completely lost and ****, but as she glanced over Kari, a flush grew to her cheeks and a smile on her lips.

As soon as they started to step back together though, Steven raised his voice and began to cut in,

“Okay hey, I think we've seen enough! You can't–”

snap

“Why don't you wait right there sir? Sit still and enjoy the show.”

The fire in Steven's belly, the desire to protect his wife and her friend, was just gone. His arms went limp and hung by his side, his eyes glued to his wife as she slipped her thumbs under Ashley's waist band. Deep down he knew it was his job to step in and stop her, but as soon as Kari yanked her friend's shorts to the ground, revealing the girls slim butt and the lacy black panties wedged between her cheeks, the only thing he could think about was the stirring in his pants. He could only watch on as his wife and her friend started tearing at each other's clothes in an ever increasing fervour.

It only took about a minute before both women were completely naked on stage. Their small, perky butts on display. Ashley didn't waste a second once they were both naked before diving forwards and sucking down on one of Kari's nipples.

“I don't think it's fair that Ashley's the only one getting a taste though.” The Mind-Master hummed before turning to the audience, “What do you folks think?”

There was an abrupt outcry of hoots, hollers and general demands from the audience. Steven was only vaguely aware of the fact that complete strangers were making demands of what his own – naked – wife should do. His attention was firmly locked on the face of his wife, a flushed smile spread across it, looking happier than he'd ever seen her, more so by far then when _he _played with her. Rather than be upset or at least jealous, he just found his cock tenting his pants almost painfully so as Ashley pulled away from one of his wife's breast's with a wet pop, moving over to the other one.

“Alright, I think I've got it!” Azal put a stop to Ashley and the crowd in one booming shout, “Kari, dearest,” he placed one of his large hands on her chin and **** her to look at him, “You've been letting Ashley have all the fun, I think it'd be best if you got down on the ground and kissed her feet in return, don't you?”

At being manhandled Kari only let out a gasp, but as soon as she was released her legs seemed to turn to jelly and and she dropped to her knees. Her face was now bright pink but she practically dove forward and began kissing the tops of her friend's toes. The more she kissed the hungrier she seemed to get however. It was only a matter of time before she pried her friend's foot from the ground and started lapping up the length of Ashley's long, slender soles.

Ashley meanwhile, without any prompting had a hand working furiously between her legs, her head thrown back, and her eyes squeezed shut, a dreamy look plastered across her face.

Steven could only stare in hampered awe. His desire to interrupt and stop his wife or her friend the furthest thing from his mind, in fact, the stirring in his loins, the twitch of his cock as he watched his wife hungrily stuff her friend's toes into her mouth prompt an intense desire to whip his cock out and join them. However, he couldn't muster the will to move an inch from where he'd been told to stay.

Around the time Kari had Ashley's big toe stuffed into her mouth and was sucking on it with a sex-starved craze, she suddenly froze and slowly pulled back, a look of dawning horror spreading across her breathless face. For a moment she just looked around in confusion, before finally letting her friend's foot go and putting in a weak effort to cover her exposed chest and she gave her husband a weak, petrified glance,

“Steven....” Was all she managed to get out in a breathless, almost apologetic whisper, before she was cut off by another snap of Azal's fingers.

His wife's confused whimper sent an equally confusing twitch to Steven's cock, threatening to unload in his pants right there.

“I think that's enough playing around now, don't the rest of you? We've given these... 'interlopers' an introduction,” Azal paused for a moment to give a quiet chuckle, his hand drifting to his pants, “how about we go to the main event now.” Without an ounce more of ceremony he undid his pants and unleashed a monster of a cock.

For a moment Steven was actually startled by what he saw. He'd never been one to be particularly stuck on cock size, either his own, or those of others. This 'Mind-Master' though, put even porn stars to shame, possibly even a few farm animals. Rather than shame though, Steven just found himself even more excited by the sight of the man slapping his monstrous rod over his wife's face.

“You two have been having a lot of fun thanks to me, I think it's only fair I get a reward for that now, don't you?”

“I... I don't....” Kari just gawped up at the man, motionless under his cock, tight butt still planted firmly on her heels.

“I'm sorry sweetheart, what was that?” The man reached down and placed a large hand on her head, his other cupped around his ear, a smarmy grin on his face.

“I... you're huge....” Kari squeaked out, finally twitching her face to the side and fixing Steven with a moist eyed stare.

“Why thank you,” Azal chuckled, quickly adding, “but you know what's better than a compliment in this situation?”

Breaking eye contact with her husband, Kari took a deep breath before pursing her lips and giving the head of the man's massive cock a kiss.

“That's a good girl. I told you I'd never make you do anything you didn't really want.” The man rumbled as Kari opened her mouth and took the head of his cock inside her, his meat filling her cheeks completely, “We've just been letting Steven sit on the sideline's though, I think it's only fair that I share the fun with him since he's so graciously let me fuck his' wife's throat. Ashley, why don't you take care of that straining in his pants?”

The instant The Mind-Master finished speaking, Ashley let out a moan, and pulled her drenched fingers from between her legs, literally skipping over to Steven before dropping to her knees.

Steven responded with a few surprised blinks, even as she started to work his pants off of him, before snapping his attention to his wife, even as her mouth was packed with cock. As soon as he locked gazes with his wife, her eyes went wide, and she started to push away from the large man in a frenetic hurry.

snap

“Now calm down sweetheart! You're not actually upset by sharing your husband with a friend are you? What could be more romantic that sharing the loves of your life with each other?” The man dropped his hand back to Kari's head as the fight left her, and he shot Steven a wink.

Steven had just started to register what happened when Ashley got his cock out and after giving a squeal of glee dove forward and wrapped her lips around the base of his meat.

He had momentarily felt a bit ashamed at his size compared to the monster currently between his wife's lips, but if Ashley cared even half as much as he did, she wasn't showing it. She slowly pulled back on his length, swirling her tongue around the head of his cock before going wild and bouncing her nose off his pelvis, fucking her own throat with his meat.

Meanwhile, Kari had gone limp, her wet eyes staring up at her own partner as he slowly guided her down the length of his meat. Even as he entered her throat though, stretching her neck, not just perceptible, but to a near concerning amount. However, even as the tears started to flow Kari didn't resist. Her only reaction was to squeeze her legs together and to rub her knees against each other, her face a bright red as her throat was now packed to it's limit.

“Now isn't this so much better ladies? Cutting loose and being free?”

“Mhmm, yes, absolutely!” Ashley pulled away from Steven's cock long enough to give out a moan, but jump right back in, sucking on his balls and stroking the length of his spit soaked rod.

Kari couldn't even so much as nod, the massive cock in her throat keeping her head in place, but she still squeezed her eyes shut and gave it a try.

“Well good, because I think I've had enough of holding back too.” Azal glanced over in Steven's direction for a moment and inclined his head slightly, before turning back to Kari.

A moment later it became clear it was a half-hearted apology as he stepped forward, pushing Kari backwards, her nose still pressed against his hips, until he was nearly standing over her, and he just started to fuck her throat.

He pounded her throat with reckless abandon, pulling back until the tip of his cock was just inside her lips before slamming back down, her throat pulsing wildly every time he, clearly, entered it.

Kari was having her throat abused worse than it had ever been before, in front of a captive audience, one of which was her husband on top of it all, and yet she didn't seem the least bit concerned. Even as tears were **** out of her eyes at the ****, she snaked a hand between her legs and started to fiddle away.

Steven still couldn't muster the will to move, frankly, he didn't want too. It surprised him, but the sight of his wife, on her knees, being abused by a monster of a cock was probably one of the hottest thing's he'd ever seen. Hot enough that he actually missed it when Ashley swallowed down his cock again, until he was letting out a grunt and unloading down her throat, and even then, he only really caught it when she grabbed him by the ass and pulled him against her face, letting out a moan of her own as she swallowed his loads down.

Kari meanwhile had Azal's large sack bouncing off her chin, her throat stretched to its limit. Tears now flowing freely down her face, but her hand was working more furiously then ever. He didn't look anywhere near done with her, but then in one swift motion Azal unsheathed from her throat, leaving her gasping for air and nearly falling over backwards before she caught herself at the last second. A beat later she was having her face coated with his cum.

Giving out a loud, roar,Azal squeezed his meat over every inch of Kari's face until her cute, angular features were buried in a thick layer of jizz, even her mouth was filled to the brim with his thick, gooey cream, slowly getting sucked down as her nose flared with every laboured breath.

“Well that was certainly fun wasn't it?” Azal chuckled, tapping his deflating meat against Kari's lips a few times before taking a step back, “It was a bit of a deviation from the usual show though. So what the hell, who else wants to give my gracious assistants a try?”

A murmur quickly went through the audience and before long there was an orderly line approaching the stage. Ashley was still suctioned on to Steven's cock, if she'd heard she didn't care. Kari however sat back up on her heels and attempted to wipe some of the cum burying her eyes,

“H-hold on... a sec... second!” She let out a strangled creaky groan, far too winded to form a proper sentence, not that the men that were now surrounding her seemed to care.

In a flash, she was quickly grabbed by the ankles and yanked forward, toppling over backwards with a yelp as she did. A man had taken up position between her legs, cock in hand. Mercifully he was smaller than Azal, but he – as well as every one else surrounding her – still seemed to be unnaturally gifted.

Without an ounce of hesitation on his part, the man quickly parted Kari's legs, and slammed into her waiting, and drenched pussy. Kari immediately propped herself up on her hands, her jaw going slack as she let out a choked squeal at the intrusion. Immediately her now **** mouth was taken advantage of as a rough hand went around her neck, bending her over backwards and a cock was crammed down her throat. In a flash she was quickly swarmed by others. A man lifted her off the ground and slid under her and into her tight little ass. A pair from either side grabbed one of her wrists each and **** her hands around their cocks. A large breasted woman also fought her way into the group, diving straight for Kari's breasts and sucking on her nipples with a hungry ****. Down by her feet a pair of men took up position on either side of her, one rubbing him self off against one of her soles, another instead opting to suck on her toes while a woman on her knees swallowed down his impressive rod with a practised ease.

Ashley meanwhile was getting an easier time but there was still a line forming around her. She had seemed **** to part from Steven's cock, but the first patron to pay her a visit seemed unconcerned by that fact, easily lifting her slender waist off the ground and ramming into her pussy. A second quickly following after, pushing Steven aside and stopping Ashley as she tried desperately to follow after his cock, and soon after replacing him in position right down Ashley's throat, causing the girl to gag.

As more and more men started to take up position around the girl, Steven stumbled backwards, taking a startled look down at his feet as he did, before finding himself stopped by a firm hand on his shoulder. Looking back with another start, Steven found Azal beside him, still grinning ear from ear,

“So... how're you enjoying tonight's show?”

Oh, em, gee. We've tote's gotta visit again.” Kari croaked out her throat beat up and her voice a mess after her treatment on stage, but she hardly seemed to mind as she wiggled into a pair of minuscule daisy dukes the hostess that had greeted them, had graciously handed off to her.

“Totally!” Ashley squawked back, only slightly less hoarse than her friend, shimmying into a tight, micro-skirt that struggled to cover her groin even when she stood still, “Like, didn't I tell you this would be a great night?”

“Well I'm glad you enjoyed the show!” Azal chuckled, stepping off the stage to join them, giving both women a firm pat on the butt once he did, “We certainly enjoyed having you. Ah, and Steven, a word? About our talk earlier, if you'd ever like to officially join the club, there are a few... perks. Just be sure to bring your ladies with you again and I'll be sure to put in a good word!” The man walked off with another bawdy laugh, giving Kari's ass a squeeze before adjusting his monstrous meat in his pants and stalking off.

“Well, I, like, personally, really hope you come again!” The large breasted hostess giggled, sending her breasts up and down as she bounced on the balls of her feet, all while clapping enthusiastically, “And don't you worry about returning the outfits! They're a gift for being such good sports!” She added, while handing off a crop top to each of the girls.

“Oh we'll have to see what our man has to say about that!” Ashley giggled back, earning a playful shove to the shoulder from Kari.

“Well... we'll see....” Steven chuckled dreamily as both women squeezed up against him on either side and he lead them to the door