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We all collectively started to stir around 10:00 AM that next morning. There had been some sleepwalking bathroom visits, but truly…with the quality of the high-end -hotel suites blackout curtains, we were able to snuggle into each other and get a brilliant nights sleep.

I woke up with Amanda snuggled into my neck and arm, and with Maddy somehow hugging lower down my body, her arm draped across my thighs with her lips against my hip.

I woke up hard. I had clearly been having some sort of sex dream. At this point I’m not sure if my dick ever stopped being hard. The seven days of not being allowed to cum had truly caught up to me with all the ridiculously good foreplay.

And now here I was waking up after a satisfyingly long sleep on a very comfortable king sized bed, with the two hottest fucking girls I’d ever fooled around with.

Feeling the silk teddies of Maddy and Amanda up against me made me feel so kingly in that early morning stretch of comfort.

I started to absentmindedly stroke my hands up and down their beautiful backs and bodies.

Amanda stirred first.

I felt her purrr next to me and her mouth curled up to press against my neck, in a half-kiss hello. She gave me early morning butterflies as I felt her body squeeze me tightly.

She slid up and began to slowly kiss my neck and my cheek.

I turned to see her happy, sleepy face.

We kissed softly, even as Maddy was still snoozing below us, and it felt electric to know I was allowed to kiss this sexy girl with my wife present.

We broke and she looked at me with a naughty camaraderie. She glanced down at the heavy breathing of Maddy, and back up at me.

“She’s still asleep,” she said.

And I saw her raise a very sexy eyebrow.

I closed the distance and kissed her again.

Fuck she was so fucking hot.

“Yeah, good boy…kiss me like you need me,” she whispered to me, and I did.

We made out for a tantalizingly careful couple of minutes. I couldn’t believe how hard my cock was. I was oozing precum from this.

She reached down and rubbed my cock in my silk thong while we kissed. Maddy’s face was just above my belly, and I could still feel her steady breaths breathing out onto my bare abs as she slept.

Then Amanda pulled her lips off of me with a teasingly bad shake of her head, knowing how much power she had over me, and she lowered her body until she was even with my wife’s sleeping face, looking into my lusty gaze the entire time.

I felt their hair soft blonde and brunette hair pressed against my bare skin on both sides and it felt marvelous.

I wondered what Amanda was up to. She brought a hand across my body to stroke Maddy’s hair lightly, and my gorgeous wife stirred. She opened her eye to see Amanda staring across my lap at her, resting on my other hip.

“Hi,” she said, and the girls leaned in to give each other a kiss.

Amanda found Maddy’s hand as they kissed and they brought their clasped fingers over to my very hard cock and began to rub me together. Maddy broke their kiss to look up at me and smile.

“Good morning, baby,” Maddy said.

“Morning sweetie,” I cooed.

Then I watched as Maddy pulled my thong down so my hard cock was out.

She looked over at Amanda.

“Kiss it with me,” she said, and the girls brought my cock between their mouths, their lips softly dragging against my pulsing shaft.

Fuck this was heaven. Amanda was the first to finally swallow my head, as she took me all the way into her throat, but then she pulled right off, knowing I was a pent up oil well ready to blow.

“Mmmmm I reallllly like this cock,” Amanda said appreciatively of my very engorged dick.

“I know…it’s such a pretty cock, isn’t it?” Maddy beamed.

They kissed me more, their lips and tongues dragging all over me, loving on me.

It was a torturous joy to watch them spoil me.

And then Maddy forced Amanda’s mouth away from me, even as the blonde whined a little about that.

“We can’t…he’s too close,” Maddy said, recognizing my noises.

“Ughhhhh you are both so damn hot!” I said, and the girls came up my body and we all kissed more.

When we finally managed to drag ourselves out of bed we all took turns in the bathroom and slowly allowed the new day to emerge.

It was a gloriously sunshine filled day on the Vegas strip and we felt overly joyous from the previous days pampering.

The girls decided they want to start the day with a quick Yoga workout and I agreed with that sentiment.

They both hurriedly threw on some very tight yoga pants and bras and once again I was treated to a teasingly marvelous thirty minutes of booties being bent over in front of me by the large, hotel windows and TV.

After our workout, I showered first and then let the girls take their time as I went to snag us some Starbucks from the coffee shop downstairs.

We knew that Daddy would be delivering new directions for us based on previous messages, and after everyone was ready and caffeinated, the decision was made to change ankara travesti into bathing suits and head down to the pool. It was around 11:30 when we got down there.

The day was filled with silly playfulness between the three of us. We drank as much water as we could and we ordered a bucket of beers to share at the pool. Just light lagers. We weren’t going to overdo it.

When we got back to the room a couple hours later we were hungry for some kind of lunch.

When we walked in, sure enough, there were three brand new boxes sitting on the table for us, just like before, each wrapped in a similarly designed bow.

“Oh shittt guys! I think Daddy has dropped off our next directions while we were gone!” Amanda burst out excitedly as we came into the room and dropped our sunglasses and things on an adjacent bar.

I looked around the room and wondered how the hell he knew when to drop these things off. Was he watching us? It was a silly idea, but maybe…?

We opened up the letter that was in front of all the boxes.

Once again, it was a handwritten note from Tom.

“Hello Sluts,

Today is the big day. I hope you all got plenty of sleep. Take the day to relax and don’t overdo it. Don’t eat any food after 2:00 PM and go light on the booze. At 9:00 PM I’ll be stopping by to pick you all up. I want all of you dressed in the outfits I’ve provided. There are further instructions for Maddy and Amanda when it comes to how I would like your hair done for the evening.

As for your body preparations for this evening. there are some supplements I’ve provided, along with three douching kits. I expect all three of you to give yourselves full enemas and make sure you are cleaned out. Take a shower and fully lotion yourselves before the event. Bobby, I want you fully shaved and the same goes for the girls.

You are all going to have the naughtiest night of your life.

You are all going to be the best little SLUTS you have ever been.

I’ll see you at 9.

–Daddy,”

We all looked at each other with big shit-eating grins. We were getting antsy for the night to get here and the excitement was becoming a fever pitch for us. The girls were still dressed in only their very revealing pool bikini’s and I was still in my short trunks.

We opened the ribbons and lids of our individual boxes, wrapped in black velvet outline.

Inside the large boxes, there was silver tissue paper, and then immediately I heard the oooh’ and ahhh’s of the girls.

Inside the boxes they had both received their own set of personalized Agent Provocateur lingerie. Amanda had the pink and white Candy set that featured suspenders, ouvert, and bra with little pink bows. Maddy had been given a matching bright blue variety, with more lace to her set. Both asses were open from the ouvert style thongs. They received pink-and-powder blue stockings that clipped to the suspenders and perfectly completed the look. But that wasn’t all.

Underneath the gorgeous lingerie they received a dark blue school girl outfit, complete with flared blue-and-pink flannel skirts and white button up fitted shirts and tiny blue button up sweaters. There were even lace ribbons for their hair.

I dug into my box and found something surprising. My own lacy getup. It was a sexy pair of blue-and-white laced lingerie jockstrap with it’s own tiny bows dotting the design. There was also a skirt just like the girls had, and my own sheer white stockings.

They both watched me hold up my outfit, and Maddy gave me a naughty raise of the eyebrow.

“I guess Daddy is dressing us up as his sexy students tonight,” Maddy said.

“Fuck I love these so much,” Amanda said. “This has got to be like two thousand dollars of designer clothing…just here,” she beamed at her gifts.

The girls received further instructions on how to do their hair and makeup for the night. The had new makeup kits and glitter sets and lipsticks.

Mine included body glitter and a certain type of body lotion and even a soft, lace, cock-ring.

There was also vitamin c packets and a set of magnesium tablets that we were told to take at 7:00.

“You guys as excited as I am?” I asked them, and they both nodded at me hungrily.

“We should go get lunch somewhere and try to distract ourselves from how horny we all are,” Maddy reasoned, and we quickly agreed.

The rest of the day seemed to zoom past as we did some gambling and light drinking.

We shared a brilliantly light ceviche lunch at an airy seafood spot and then some afternoon gambling.

Then there was another lovely nap in the late afternoon as we all lounged in bed and breathed as a single unit of horny bodies, mentally preparing ourselves.

Around seven, the girls began the long process of getting ready.

We put on some sexy music, and the makeup and lingerie and body lotion all came out.

We all took turns douching ourselves in the bathroom. All took turns in the shower.

I watched in agonized envy as they slowly but surely did their hair in the high ponytails ankara travestileri that their instructions had called for. I watched them slipping on the lingerie and the stockings and the teasingly small skirts that allowed for their lingerie-clad asses to poke out from under the small flairs of the flared fabric.

And then I was pulling my outfit on and Amanda and Maddy both drank in my muscles in the submissively effeminate outfit.

I started with the silky soft tights which felt incredibly over my recently lotioned skin. Then I grabbed the sexy jock and cock ring. I started by stretching the ring which cinched lightly around my balls, allowing for the two strings to hang down my crack. The metal balls attached to the string felt electric against my hole and I could tell that the design was probably on purpose.

When I pulled the jock strap on I heard Amanda and Maddy gasp. The expensively made jock was lace and silk and cupped my hard cock in the most luxurious pouch, but also, the striped straps that ran across my ass, leaving my hole exposed were undoubtedly sexy.

I turned to look over my shoulder at my ass in the mirror.

“Fuck! Look at your sexy ass, Bobby! Amanda said admiringly.

Maddy came over and smacked my butt as it jiggled with just the right amount of give.

“I know…I’m so glad my husband has become an anal slut because he has the most gorgeous plump booty I’ve ever seen on a guy,” she kissed me and I kissed her back. I love how they built me up.

We all finished getting ready. Rubbing glitter into our bodies. Maddy helped put some light touches on my face even.

We sprayed the same Gem’s Party Eau de Toilette which Daddy had provided us. Now we smelled like papaya and pineapple and peony and the ripest pussy.

The girls put on pink lipsticks that matched their slutty schoolgirl personas. I put on the varsity jacket that was provided to me over my own button up shirt and carefully coifed my hair to match the good boy gone bad aesthetic that Daddy was clearly crafting for all of us.

We all stood in the mirror when we were done. Teeth brushed. Asses cleaned.

It was 8:50 and we all looked like characters out of kinky manga.

Three wild sluts, completely transformed by the man who would be picking us up soon.

“You guys look hot,” Amanda said, and we very much agreed.

“No you do,” Maddy said, and she ran her hand over the soft cotton of her button up shirt, which was thin and lovely on her skin.

We all wanted each other.

We all wanted to do what we had come there to do.

A few minutes later there was a knock on the door.

I gulped.

Maddy walked excitedly over to the door in her heels, ready to show off her sexy look.

When she opened the door she saw Tom, our Daddy, standing there in a tailored black suit.

He looked as good as he always did. Perfectly shaved beard. Perfectly teased hair. His tall and muscular frame always left an immediately indelible imprint.

As he walked into the room past Maddy his hand slid over the small of her back and she mewed a little at the contact of his large fingers.

Amanda and I were already lined up in our primped attire.

We were all ready in our lotion and perfume and glitter and lingerie. The schoolhouse kink was fully realized. Tonight we were clearly both sluts and dedicated students.

“Hello my sluts,” he said to us.

“Hi Daddy,” Amanda answered. She kissed him.

“Hi Daddy,” Maddy said, sliding in next to them as he held his hands to both of their sides and he traded Amanda’s mouth for my wife. My dick pulsed as I watched him immediately take ownership.

Then he looked at me.

“There’s my good boy,” he said, and I walked up between them.

“Hi Daddy,” I echoed the girls and he put a hand to my neck and pulled me in.

When his scruffy face kissed mine I melted.

Amanda bit her lip as she watched her Daddy’s tongue slip into my mouth. Maddy was equally as turned on by the act.

I felt him bring his hand down to fondle my skirt-clad ass.

“You all look insanely sexy, I think my friend’s are going to have a lot of fun,” he said.

We beamed at the compliments.

“Thank you, Daddy,” Maddy said with an oozing need in her voice that just drove me crazy. My wife was so madly submissive for this man. So was Amanda. So was I.

I could see Maddy staring down at his fitted pants and eyeing his outline. We had Daddy’s cock on the brain at this point. We’d been carefully edged for a whole damn week and then he had us waxed and even directed our torturous foreplay.

He took out a small metal case from within his breast pocket and opened it to reveal six pink pills designed with an Instagram logo.

“I want you all to to take two each of these,” he said commandingly. He strode over to the hotel suite bar and filled a glass of water.

He brought the water to Maddy first. She looked up at him like a cat that was feral and ferociously ready.

She smiled at him and licked her lip, and without even travesti ankara looking to me, she took both pills and downed a swig of water. She didn’t even wince at the taste. My fucking wife. He pulled her in and kissed her and she moaned.

I knew what these pills were and I felt a rush go through my body. The night was about to go up another level.

I’d been to a festival or two with Maddy. We’d experimented a little and talked about experimenting more.

He walked over to Amanda now gave her the two, large squares, and she repeated my wife’s willing adherence to his instruction. She wrinkled her nose a little but was equal to the task. He grabbed her neck and kissed her softly. She groaned.

Then it was my turn. He walked over to me and I placed the ecstasy on my tongue, and I drank the water from my Daddy’s glass. I stared up into his eyes as I felt the gross chalk of the psychoactive go down. He wrapped his hands around me and grabbed my ass through my skirt. We kissed harder and the girls smiled with a lustful joy just from getting to see this. Both Maddy and Amanda were secretly thrilled at all the guy-on-guy erotica they were about to experience and assist in.

“Are you ready to go?” He asked us, as his lips pulled from me and my mouth felt empty. We all shook our heads yes.

Yes, Daddy.

We were so ready.

We grabbed a small bag of our things that we’d prepped and then headed out the door.

We were only going from one area of the hotel to another, but the suites were in different towers, which mean for at least one stretch of slot machines and blackjack tables, we were very clearly on display. For anyone passing us, the look had to be extraordinary. Two very slutty women and one very femininely dressed guy in a similarly slutty university outfit aesthetic being led by a taller, older gentleman in a very expensive suit. I could only imagine what people must be thinking of me and I blushed at how crazy this was.

The girls had linked arms and we all walked finally into another area of elevators.

Here was a well dressed man walking through the long hotel wings with two girls dressed like erotic grad students and a guy wearing a skirt and tights. The only difference was the girls had a little more makeup and heels to my polished dress shoes.

I was embarrassed but also so incredibly horny. The cool night air of the casino running up my skirt excited me.

After passing a security bellman, who eyed us all professionally, we entered the elevator for the Augustus Tower, the hotel’s most premium hotel tower with strip-view rooms.

As we entered the elevator it felt like we were ascending Mount Olympus as mortal sex slaves for a room of hungry gods.

But we weren’t slaves. We were concubines. We wanted to please these gods. We wanted to take their seed and let them breed us. We wanted it all.

When we got off the elevator I felt especially nervous and antsy. I think Maddy and Amanda had a similar sort of nervousness. This was the next step in our submission to Tom.

We were truly crossing a rubicon after this night.

The other thing that was going to quickly become true was that taking two entire MDMA pills at once meant we were going to be feeling the love drug FAST. And that was really going to make our sexual moods uniquely attuned to wanting to be touched A LOT.

Daddy knew that.

He knew everything. I took a deep breath and relaxed knowing how well he looked out for us.

We walked to the end of the hall after getting off on the 10th floor.

He walked us to the room, and took one final look at us as he opened the door.

When we entered the room was lit with a sexier setting. the lighting was lower, but bright enough that you could see mostly what you were doing.

We were in the Octavius Suite, which had recently been redone to match the modern taste.

Basically, it was as if Caeser had been resurrected and asked to design an over-the-top orgy room disguised as a hotel suite.

The middle of the room featured a large, round bed surrounded by a couple of romanesque statues of naked figures in wild repose. Warriors, battling, fucking…eating grapes.

Standing around the room, dressed in their own suits, were all of Daddy’s colleagues.

Confident men. Strong men. Men who ran in the world of business dominance and board room decision making. Men who didn’t take any bullshit from anyone.

We’d entered into the woods and the wolves were hungry.

I felt all the eyes on us immediately, even in the darker room.

Dua Lipa was playing from the speakers.

“Gentlemen, I’d like you to meet our sluts for the night,” Daddy began, as he poured them all a glass of Champagne from a bottle of Armand de Brignac that he’d recently opened.

“This is Amanda, Maddy, and Bobby. They are yours to use however you would like for the night. If at any time they say no, or need a break, then listen to them,” he continued on.

“Sluts, all of these men were tested this week for STD’s. They are all clean and will be fucking you without condoms tonight. They have also abstained from cumming for the last two weeks and will be able to fuck you numerous times throughout the night. You’ll be giving up all of your holes to be barebacked. Do you understand?” He said, fully in control.

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