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Chapter 22 by aroes aroes

How long before my next Visit? Who will it be?

Darling Dirty Duo

Naked, my arms bound behind me, I find myself softly squirming about, and finding the rough sheets once more eliciting pleasure in me. Left in the dark, I find myself increasingly becoming curious about what's going on beyond the open door. I only hear silence at the moment, though recent experience makes it clear that it can rapidly change.

A point that soon bears fruit, as I hear the sound of a pair of people walking down the hall. Their voice reach me soon thereafter, though I only start to clearly hear it midway through what was being said, the voice seemingly feminine, "...you really expect they would leave a naked harlot alone in one of these rooms?".

I notice the pair appear in the doorway just then, his arms wrapped casually around her, and a smile plastering his face, "Well, to be fair, she's naked and bound, so it's not like she's going anywhere." I hear her giggling at that as she looks into the shabby bedroom.

"I wasn't asking about her state of dress or if she was bound. The concern is how she is alone and how the crew could manage to keep her hands off of her so long?" to which he smiles back, and the pair stepped into the room. I **** myself to hold myself still, watching on, feeling the cool spring breeze across my exposed skin. I watch closely as they approach, stopping at the side of the bed near me.

"Ah, I see, you're just worried she's too good to be true.", he teases. She shoots him a goofy expression back his way before turning her gaze over at me. I moan softly as her hand finds my shoulder, seeing her smugly smirking at me as her hand moves across my shoulder, down my arm. Intrigued and aroused, I watch back at them, choosing to remain silent, noticing how my arousal rises at her touch.

"No... It's more, what if we're the last ones to find out about her? I hate being the last one to know about something. Even those guarding the back gates got a shot at her before us." As she speaks, I let out a gasp as she pinches me, moving her hand to my side, and rubbing it along me as she scrutinises me closely.

"I doubt that should be a concern, and we are likely far from the first people to get a chance at her anyway." He kisses her on the cheek, then, before walking to the end of the bed, and shoots a smile her way. I notice she's pulling out her phone even as her hand moves across my bosom. She smiles, seemingly distracted, as I watch on, too emashed in the interplay to speak up, and besides, I don't need to ask to know what they are after.

"Ready?? he inquires, to which she nods. I gasp, feeling him spread my legs apart....

Are they after what it looks like? How should I best act? Play the part, or...

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