Victoria.

Max took advantage of Victoria's distraction, sliding two fingers into her own pussy, her eyes locked on the sight of Victoria pleasuring Chloe. She watched as Victoria's tongue swirled around Chloe's clit, the way her cheeks hollowed as she sucked, and the way Chloe's body shuddered in response. It was like watching a porn scene unfold right before her eyes, and Max could feel her own orgasm building.

Victoria, lost in the sensation of giving pleasure, didn't even notice Max's fingers on her own clit until the first wave of pleasure hit her. She gasped, her body arching off the mat, her legs tightening around Chloe's waist. Chloe took the cue, her own hands gripping Victoria's hips as she began to grind down onto her face.

The sounds of their combined pleasure filled the room, a symphony of moans and gasps that grew louder with each passing moment. Max's fingers worked in and out of her own pussy, her thumb circling her clit as she watched the erotic display before her. She felt a part of it, even though she was the one orchestrating it all.

The intensity grew, each girl feeding off the others' pleasure. Max felt like she was going to burst, her orgasm just out of reach but tantalizingly close. She leaned over and whispered into Victoria's ear, "I'm going to cum," her voice breathless with need.

Victoria, lost in her own world of sensation, nodded, her mouth still full of Chloe's pussy. The vibration of her voice sent a shiver down Chloe's spine, and she knew that Max was close. She reached out a hand, finding Max's clit and giving it a gentle squeeze. Max's body jerked, and she came with a strangled cry, her juices coating Victoria's face.

The room fell silent for a moment, the only sound the heavy breathing of three exhausted girls. Then, with a giggle, Chloe collapsed onto the mat beside Victoria, her own orgasm crashing over her.

"Well, that was... unexpected," Victoria said, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand.

"Welcome to our world," Max said with a smug smile. "And remember, this weekend is just getting started."

They laid there, tangled in a heap of limbs and satisfaction, their hearts beating in sync with each other's. The game of Twister had turned into an erotic battle of wills, and Victoria had never felt more alive.

"So, what's next?" Victoria asked, her voice still a little shaky from her own orgasm.

"Let's give our **** some rules." Chloe grinned. "You first Max."

Max leaned back against the headboard, her eyes gleaming with excitement. "Alright, Victoria," she began, "you're going to serve us drinks, food, and anything else we want, while keeping us company in the most... entertaining way possible."

Victoria's heart raced as she took in the challenge. She felt a thrill of anticipation at the thought of being their servant for the night. "And what do I get in return?" she asked, playing along with the game.

Chloe and Max exchanged a knowing look, their smiles growing wider. "Whatever we want," they said in unison.

Victoria felt a shiver of excitement run down her spine. She had never played such a daring game before, but she was ready to embrace it. She pushed herself up onto her hands and knees, her body still quivering from the aftershocks of her climax. "As you wish, my queens," she said, her voice playfully submissive. "Any other rules I should know?"

Max and Chloe exchanged mischievous glances, their brains already swirling with delicious ideas. "You have to ask for permission to come," Chloe said with a wink.

Victoria's eyes widened, but she felt her pussy throb at the thought. "And what happens if I don't?" she asked, her voice a little too eager.

"Then we'll have to find other ways to make you beg for it," Max replied.

"And if you cum without permission." Chloe pulled out a paddle from under her bed. "We use this on you."

Victoria's eyes grew wide, but she felt a thrill of excitement rather than fear. She nodded eagerly, her cheeks flushed with anticipation. "Understood," she said, her voice a soft murmur.

Max and Chloe reclined on the bed, watching Victoria as she began to serve them. She brought them drinks, her naked body moving with a newfound grace, her eyes gleaming with mischief as she bent over to hand them their cups. They took turns sipping from their drinks, their eyes never leaving Victoria's body. Every gesture was a silent invitation, every touch a promise of more to come.

Chloe reached into her drawer and pulled out a velvet collar. It was black with a small silver ring at the front, and it looked both elegant and commanding. She held it out to Victoria with a sly smile. "Here, let's make it official," she said.

"Are you serious?"

"Oh, I'm dead serious." Chloe's smile grew wider as she dangled the velvet collar in front of Victoria. The silver ring glinted in the soft light, reflecting the excitement in Victoria's eyes. She stepped closer, the warmth of her body radiating against Victoria's skin. The collar was cool to the touch as Chloe fastened it around Victoria's neck, the feeling of the soft velvet sending a thrill down her spine.

"You tell anyone and I'm breaking up with both of you." Victoria crossed her arms over her bare chest.

"Don't worry," Max assured her with a wink. "Our lips are sealed."

Chloe took a sip of her drink, watching Victoria with a smoldering gaze. "Now, go make us some snacks," she ordered playfully.