Laying the ground rules.

Putting an arm around Mandy to get her to stop pouting (which worked perfectly. She sighed and leaned into me. Obviously I'm forgiven) I turned to the other two girls. "Okay you two...Billie, you awake over there?" I asked, nudging her with my foot. Groaning, Billie rolled onto her back, staring up in a daze.

"Eh, awake enough," I mused. "So, here's the deal. I'm in charge in this house. You want to stay? You do what I tell you. If there's a problem with that, take it up with my front door. Second, if I'm not around, Mandy tells you what to do. She may be my girl, but as far as you two are concerned, she's your mistress."

Mandy seemed pleased with that. It was only fair. She came first, after all. I kissed her cheek before her head got a little too swelled up. The blush took her down a notch. "Any questions so far?" I asked.

Billie's hand shot up. I sighed. "...yes, Billie?" I ventured, pretty sure I was going to regret doing so. "Can I cum yet?" she squeaked, looking at me pleadingly even as she lay on the floor. Not that it helped her any.

"Depends," I replied. "Did you clean this room yet?" Groaning, Billie managed to get to her feet.