Total pages in book: 89
Estimated words: 84265 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 421(@200wpm)___ 337(@250wpm)___ 281(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 84265 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 421(@200wpm)___ 337(@250wpm)___ 281(@300wpm)
“Oh…” Lilli murmured. That made sense, she supposed. No wonder the colorful sleeves the bodyslaves had been wearing over their shafts had all had nubs or studs or raised bumps on them—it was to stimulate their Mistresses when they rubbed against them.
“So that’s what we’re going to do? Let our bodyslaves rub their shafts against our pussies?” Bodie asked, frowning.
“Exactly.” Priss smiled that fake smile of hers again. “We’re going to do it exactly as the older Mistresses do! They think we’re too young to have fun but what do they know?”
“But Priss,” Yulla said timidly. “Our bodyslaves don’t have friction sleeves. So won’t they be rubbing their bare shafts against our bare pussies?”
“And isn’t direct contact between a bodyslave’s shaft and his Mistress’s pussy against the law?” Beelie asked.
“Shut up and stop being so stuffy!” Priss snapped at all of them. “Haven’t you ever wondered what direct flesh-to-flesh contact feels like? If it’s against the law, it must feel good!”
“Better than a toy?” Bodie asked, frowning.
“We’ll find out, won’t we?” Priss said. “Come on—this is going to be fun! We don’t need friction sleeves to enjoy ourselves. And you…” she pointed at Lilli. “Pick a pillow and get into position. We’re about to have the time of our lives and I don’t want you missing it.”
“But we shouldn’t!” Lilli protested, although she kind of wanted to. But not in front of all the other girls—she would much rather have done this kind of thing alone with Karn in the privacy of her own bedchamber.
“Well, you shouldn’t have been letting your bodyslave lick your pussy without your panties on, either,” Priss said, smiling at her meanly. “Now get on the pillow or I’m telling your mother!”
Lilli exchanged a helpless glance with Karn. What else could they do but comply? Going as far as she could from Priss, Lilli found a long, furry, magenta pillow and lowered herself down on it.
The soft fur seemed to rub and tease her nipples—which were still bare and encircled with the nipple drops that matched her dress. It tickled the bare mound of her pussy too and she thought she had never felt so open and vulnerable as when she straddled the pillow, putting her knees on the mattress and her open pussy on display.
“That’s better,” Priss said, frowning. “Now, is everybody ready?”
“I guess so,” Yulla said.
“Ready,” Beelie and Bodie said together.
All three girls still looked uncertain but it was clear they didn’t have the courage to go against Priss’s orders. Lilli wished she could, but she feared what would happen if the other girl told on her. Oh, if only she hadn’t caught her and Karn! If only—
“Bodyslaves, in position!” Priss ordered bossily, cutting off her thoughts. “You know what that means—position your shafts between the pillow and your Mistress’s pussy. No actual penetration allowed, of course.”
“Yes, Mistress,” all of the bodyslaves rumbled—Karn included.
Lilli held her breath as she felt the big Kindred’s thick shaft slide into position between her swollen pussy lips and the slick, silky fur. She bit her lip and couldn’t help moaning as she felt the broad head bump over her aching clit before he settled into a resting position behind her.
“Now, hold it for a minute,” Priss ordered. “Everybody wiggle against your bodyslave’s shaft. See how it feels.”
Lilli shifted her hips back and forth and up and down, rubbing against Karn’s hot, throbbing thickness. She couldn’t help the moan that rose to her lips at the illicit action. That morning in the shower she’d allowed him to shoot his seed over the inside of her pussy, but she’d never actually expected them to touch this way. It felt amazing.
“Feels pretty good,” Bodie murmured and her twin agreed.
“My bodyslave has a really big cockhead,” Yulla complained breathlessly, shifting her hips. “And it’s rubbing right against my clit.”
“It’s supposed to,” Priss told her. “Now on the count of three, I want all of our bodyslaves to start thrusting. Work up some friction—that’s what this party is all about. One…two…three.”
Lilli bit her lip as Karn gripped her hips and pulled slowly out until only the head of his cock was pressed against her slippery inner folds. Then he thrust forward, pressing his thick length against her inner pussy, the flaring crown of his shaft bumping over her tender clit as he went.
“Oh!” she heard herself moaning as he did it again…and again and again. “Oh, Karn, yes!”
“Gods, little Mistress, your pussy is so wet,” Karn growled in her ear. “Love to rub against you like this—love to feel how wet and hot and open you are against my shaft!”
His dirty words made Lilli throb all over. Once more she was feeling close to orgasm. Once more the pleasure was building inside her, threatening to push her to the peak and then over the edge with the power of need and desire. If only he would just keep it up…