Why not keep them?

As you watch the two girls in such a blatantly erotic position, you find it oddly romantic. While you had never really thought about Sammy that way before, having her helpless before you has made you reconsider your options. And then there is lovely Amy as well. While you had planned to woo her and nurture a relationship gently and properly, patience was never your strongest suit. So after the briefest moment of consideration you decide that not only are you going to turn these two into sweet loving darlings, but you feel utterly no moral pinings one way or another.

"Amy dear," You say casually as you lay a hand on her cum soaked shoulder. "I have some special things to tell Sammy. You really don't need to worry about what I'm telling her. In fact you don't need to hear anything I say until I touch your shoulder again, okay?"

"Okay." Amy says breathlessly between kisses.

"Now Sammy baby, I've got some things to tell you that are gonna sink right into your head just like they've always been there. Isn't that right?"

"Always..." Sammy broke off as Amy nibbled her way along her neck. "Always been there."

"That's right Sammy. You've always had the biggest crush on me, and for as long as you've known me you've been doing nice things for me, hoping I notice you. And it worked. You remember the sleepover you had here your sixteenth birthday?" Sammy gave an affirmative moan around the earlobe she had captured in her teeth. "My mom was out for the night and left me in charge. I mixed up a big pitcher of rum and coke and the three of you got absolutely smashed. You were so far gone that you curled up in my lap and whispered that you loved me in my ear. The next morning I held you as you puked your guts up and told you that I liked you very much. We spent a lot of time together, but you never told anyone. Even my sister was completely clueless. In time I came to love to you as much as you loved me, and then you met Amy."

Sammy let out an absent minded guttural growl that was most likely a repetition of Amy's name.

"At first you were sad when I told you I had met someone special at college. Then you were mad. We fought, as couples do, and we both were too stubborn to admit we were both wrong. Amy came then and brokered peace between us, making an effort to include you in everything we did together and over time you found that you liked her first as friend... and then more than a friend."

"Not... into girls." She mumbled as Amy trailed kisses down her jaw bone.

"No, you're not. And that made your growing attraction to Amy all the more unsettling. But finally you realized that you aren't into all girls, just Amy. You love Amy in a way that surpasses all questions of orientation. You love Amy- and me- without question."

Sammy's face broke out in a wide grin as she arched herself into Amy's caresses. "Love Amy..." She repeated happily.

"That's right baby. You love me and you love Amy." You reach out and rub some more cum into her shoulder. "Now I have some special things to tell Amy. Secret things, and since you don't need to hear them just don't hear anything. Just bathe in blissful silence until I touch your shoulder again."

"Mmmkay."

You take a brief moment to study your two entwining lovers, then touch Amy's bare shoulder. "Amy, can you hear me, honey?"

"Mmm hmm." Amy murmured her affirmation around Sammy's earlobe.

"Okay baby. I'm gonna tell you some things. They may seem new, but they're really quite old. Things have always been just as I say. Understand?"

"Just..." Amy worked the words out around Sammy's talented tongue as they kissed deeply. "Just as you say. Always been."

"Now Amy, you remember having a crush on me, right?" She managed a nod as she licked up Sammy's neck. "Well, a few years ago you actually did something about it, and invited me to a party."

"Party?" A slight frown crossed her face, as the thought of her attending a college party willingly was a strange notion.

"Sure! You sent me anonymous message through the campus boards and your roommates had to get you pretty well hammered to even get you out the dorm. But we met there. I couldn't think of anything to say, so I commented on the black rose on your T-shirt. You started talking about the scientific possibility of black roses or lack thereof and then laughed when I admitted that I didn't have anything else to talk about. Then you admitted to studying enough botany to talk about the rose." Amy chuckled into Sammy's neck. "That broke the ice and we stood around together talking and drinking before I took you back to your place. I agreed to be your 'date' whenever your roomies decided to drag you out to another party. Eventually we skipped attending the parties to go on 'dates' of our own, first to get you out of the apartment so you didn't have to attend another drunken frat boy kegger, and then on actual dates. Even as we grew closer, you couldn't help but notice there was something I was keeping from you. In time you finally managed to learn about Sammy and my difficulties.”

Amy let out a guttural moan as she trapped Sammy’s wandering hand between her legs.

“You are totally bisexual, and you fell in love with Amy the moment you laid eyes on her. So you made it your mission in life to spend as much time with the both of us as possible. You find yourself deeply in love with both of us, and though you desire to turn Sammy completely bi, you’re happy enough in her love for you not to push it, but you do give a rare subtle prod when you think it’s appropriate.” Satisfied with your revision of a history that never happened you reach out and touch Sammy’s shoulder drawing her fully into your hypnotic web.

“You are deeply in love with each other and with me. You love to please me and to be pleased by me. You have no objections to me altering your minds as I see fit. In fact, because you both love me so much, you know it is my right to alter you as I choose. In fact, deep in your minds is a special secret phrase that only you know. This special phrase will instantly sink you back into this relaxed, obedient trance, going deeper each time. And because you trust me so completely, you’re going to give me that special key, and I will keep it safe and your minds will only open to this relaxing trance for me and me alone, because I am the only one you dare trust with your precious key, and that key will open for me and me alone. Now... What is your special key?”

Amy gyrated as Sammy’s hand twitched playfully between her legs. “Amelia... in amythest...” She managed to pant out.

“Amelia in amythest?” You repeat. “That is very beautiful. And is that all? Is that my own special key that unlocks your mind?”

Amy gave a muttered affirmation as Sammy began to murmur and her brow furrowed in thought. “Som... Somna... Somnambulist Sammy.”

As you wrap your tongue around Sammy’s key phrase, you smile at the thought of your two girlfriends giving themselves a trance key that gave you full reign in their minds. “All right girls. I’m going to count backwards from five to zero and with each number your body will flooded with exponentially increasing pleasure. When I reach zero, your bodies will explode in a massive orgasm. When you come down you will be too exhausted for anymore sex, but you will want to talk, take turns telling us things that you think a good boyfriend and girlfriend should know. When you run out of things to say, you will fall asleep and listen and absorb everything you hear. When you wake up tomorrow you will feel totally refreshed and won’t remember anything I told you while under my power, but tomorrow you will take each others cell phone and program your own number into the address book. Once that’s done you will exchange phones again, completely forgetting that you ever had any phone but your own in your hands.”

Smiling to yourself, you hop off the desk and stretch the kinks out as you begin to count down.