Saturday Afternoon Mick Sloane A pair of beautiful women cope with a terrible case of boredom "Oh, Nikki, this is simply awful," Annette wined as she lay on the couch, flat on her back, staring at the ceiling. "Oh, isn't it though? I so detest dreary Saturday afternoons," Nicole answered, laughing, looking back at Annette, laying on the floor, on her side, her head propped up on one elbow. "We've seen this movie a dozen times, love. I'm ever so bored!" Annette said ruefully. "Yes. I quite agree. At least a dozen. Isn't there anything else on, my sweet?" Nicole asked. "No. Nothing. Nothing at all, I'm afraid," Annette answered sadly. "Oh," Nicole said, yawning. "Perhaps on the cooking channel?" "But I can't bear to watch the cooking channel for another moment, Nikki," Annette said, pouting sadly. "My poor dear," Nicole answered, smiling sweetly, rising to sit next to Annette on the sofa, stroking her hair gently. "Maybe the scuba diving channel then?" Annette laughed softly, petting Nicole's hair in return. "There is no such channel, my sweet, and you know it." Nicole smiled, and kissed Annette gently on the lips. "Are you quite sure there is no scuba diving channel, my love? Perhaps channel thirty-seven, or something like that?" Annette frowned like a little girl, her face inches from Nicole's, saying, "No. I'm quite certain that there is no such channel, Nikki. Oh, but that there were!" she said, giggling, looking into Nicole's eyes sweetly. "Perhaps we should petition the cable company," Nicole said softly, leaning her face in to kiss Annette on the mouth, softly, allowing her lips to brush lingeringly against Annette's own. "Yes," Annette said, her mouth against the side of Nicole's pretty face. "We should make a point of doing that." She delivered soft little kisses along the side of Nicole's face, and down her neck and throat. Nicole pulled her head back slightly, looking longingly into Annette's eyes, speaking inches from her face. "We could entertain one another for a while, my sweet girl," she said softly, her voice thick. "Oh yes, Nikki," Annette said, leaning in to lick Nicole's throat, and her chin. "That's a lovely idea. Let's play," she said, her lips against Nicole's cheek. Nicole stood, looking down at Annette. Nicole was quite beautiful, with long, wavy brown hair, dark eyes, and a pretty face with full lips and a cute little nose. She had a classic feminine body, with full, firm breasts, a small waist, and curvy hips with a lovely, round butt. She and Annette ran together every morning, and both were in fantastic shape. Annette watched carefully as Nicole stood before her, pulling her long, powder blue tee-shirt over her head, exposing matching black panties and bra. Nicole looked into Annette's eyes as she took off her bra and tossed it on the floor, exposing full, young breasts, erect nipples. She pulled down her panties, letting them fall to the floor around her ankles, stepping out of them playfully. Nicole continued to look into Annette's eyes as she dropped to her knees in front of the sofa, pressing her breast's against Annette's knees as she reached forward, unbuttoning her shorts and pulling them off of her. Annette was a vision of loveliness as well, with long, straight red hair, and creamy white skin. Her eyes were green and bright, her lips red, her face pale, decorated sparsely with light, faint freckles. She was perhaps an inch taller than Nicole, but with a smaller build. Her breasts were smallish, but firm and taught, scoops of vanilla with small, pink nipples. Her tummy was trim, and flat, and tight. Her hips curved outward slightly, tapering into long, lovely, muscular legs and a hard, tight butt. Nicole again reached forward, finding Annette's panties and pulling them slowly, gently down her legs and off of her. She continued to look up into Annette's eyes as she lowered her lips to Annette's inner thigh, kissing her very softly, very lightly, moving up her thigh, watching Annette as her eyes widened, as she gasped softly. Annette moved herself forward on the sofa, so that she was sitting on the edge, looking down into Nicole's eyes as she continued to kiss Annette on the inner thigh, moving her lips up her leg slowly, gently, looking up at her all the while. She kissed Annette's thigh as Annette leaned forward and pulled her own shirt over her head, watching Nicole's face as she exposed her firm, white breasts and erect, pink nipples. Annette wrapped her shirt around the back of Nicole's head, smiling down at her, pulling her head inward with the shirt, arching her body forward to Nicole's lips. Nicole licked Annette's upper thigh, moving her hands beneath Annette's tight little buttocks, caressing and squeezing them as she moved her tongue to Annette's warm, moist sex. Nicole heard Annette moan quietly as she cupped her buttocks, delicately licking her with a tongue that was wet and feminine. Nicole pulled her head away after a moment, again kissing Annette on the thigh, looking up into her eyes, and then rising from her knees, pressing her breasts against Annette's thighs, and up against her crotch, holding them there for a moment, looking into her eyes as she moaned and trembled. Nicole continued to rise then, pressing her breasts against Annette's lap, her tight little stomach, and finally against her breasts, sitting down on her lap, straddling her, so that they were face to face, breast to breast. Nicole put her hands gently on Annette's shoulders, moving her face very close, looking deeply into her eyes, breathing against her face, licking her lips hungrily. She felt Annette's hands caress her shoulders and move down her back, resting flat against her buttocks, cupping them, fingernails digging lightly into them. Nicole kissed Annette hotly on the mouth, putting her tongue inside of her mouth, meeting Annette's tongue, kissing her firmly, feeling her body, white hot. Nicole turned Annette's shoulders, laying her back on the sofa, kissing her mouth warmly, on top of her, still straddling her, laying down on her. Annette kissed Nicole's face, her chin, her neck, and moved her head down, kissing and sucking Nicole's breasts as both women moaned with arousal. Nicole, still on top, moved one knee, one leg, between Annette's, stirring it slowly, firmly against her, between her thighs. Annette, at the same time, lifted her other leg, which Nicole still straddled, pressing her leg against Nicole, sucking her breast with soft lips, still cupping Nicole's buttocks with her hands. Each of the women's breath quickened, and their moans intensified, as each felt the other's leg pressing, stirring against her. Nicole put her hand on the side of Annette's face, looking down into her eyes, her breath heavy, her eyes smoldering, and she lowered her lips to Annette's mouth, kissing her passionately, pressing her lips against her, licking Annette's lips with her tongue, pressing her leg against Annette all the while. As Annette lay on her back on the sofa, Nicole moved off of her, kneeling beside her on the floor, kissing her mouth still, then moving her lips down Annette's throat to her breasts, kissing her nipples, taking her breasts into her mouth. She moved her face down further on Annette's body, kissing her below the breasts, moving down to kiss and lick Annette's tiny little tummy and hips, placing a feminine little hand between Annette's thighs, against her sex, causing her to moan in ecstasy. Nicole licked Annette's belly button with her tongue, moving her hand slowly between Annette's legs, looking up into her face, locking eyes with her. Annette moved one of her arms, which hung off the side of the sofa, up between Nicole's legs, caressing her thigh, reaching all the way through to feel her round, firm buttock, then allowing her hand, her fingers to rest between Nicole's legs, watching her face as she moaned with pleasure. Nicole withdrew her own hand from between Annette's legs, moving her face there instead, pressing her lips to Annette's thighs, moving them quickly up to her moist sex. "Oh yes, my love," Annette sighed, her voice aroused, feminine. "That's it. I want your tongue in me," she said, stirring her hand between Nicole's legs as Nicole continued to lick her. Annette leaned her body to the side, withdrawing her hand from between Nicole's thighs, as Nicole continued to lick her, placing both of her hands on Nicole's hips. Annette pulled Nicole's lower body towards her by the hips, struggling to lift her lower body onto the sofa. Nicole assisted her, never lifting her face from Annette's sex, moving her lower body up onto the sofa, on top of Annette, straddling her. The women moaned with pleasure at the feel of their bodies against one another, each one's firm, erect breasts against the other's stomach. Nicole's head was turned upside down now, as she continued to lap at Annette, to penetrate her with her tongue. Annette lifter her own head off of the sofa now, pressing her face between Nicole's thighs passionately, kissing and licking her sex. "Oh, my sweet love," Nicole gasped, moving her face back against Annette's body. "Oh yes, Nikki. Oh, God," Annette moaned, kissing Nicole's crotch with hungry, wet lips. The women caressed one another's hips and buttocks as they licked each other, moaning, gasping, as each felt the other's tongue inside of her, the other's hands on her body, the other's breasts heaving against her. The women pressed their faces into one another's sex, using their hands to pull their mate's hips and buttocks flush against their faces, penetrating with warm, wet tongues. Their breaths quickened as they felt each other's lips and tongues kissing, licking, searching between their thighs. They moaned and screamed as they climaxed in unison, each closing her thighs around the other's head as she reached crashing orgasm. They lay panting, recovering for several moments afterwards, each with her head between the other's thighs, sighing and breathing softly. After a few moments, Nicole turned herself around on Annette's body so that she was still on top of her, straddling her, but now face to face. She looked down into Annette's eyes, smiling down at her sweetly, playing with her hair gently, kissing her lips softly, lovingly. She settled her head on Annette's shoulder, resting peacefully, pressing her lips to Annette's neck and throat as Annette kissed her gently on the top of her head. They lay in one another's arms for more than half an hour, feeling their bodies against each other, breathing deeply, kissing and cuddling. Nicole raised her head, looking down into Annette's eyes sleepily, and said, "Well, that was most lovely, my sweet Annette." Annette lifted her head from the sofa, kissing Nicole softly, lingeringly on the lips. "Oh yes, quite lovely, my darling Nikki," she said, her voice soft and sweet. "Have I told you recently what a fantastic lover you are, my beautiful Annette?" Nicole asked her, looking down into Annette's eyes tenderly. "Why yes," Annette said smiling. "Last night, I believe. You are most definitely the best though, my pretty, sweet Nikki." "Oh no, you," Nicole returned, smiling, kissing Annette softly, breathing against her face comfortably. "Perhaps a tie then?" Annette asked, smiling prettily. Nicole returned her smile, saying, "Yes. All right. A tie then," kissing her again. "How very lucky for us both, really," Annette said, and both women laughed and kissed. After another few moments, Nicole kissed Annette's cheek and rose from the sofa, walking naked into the women's bedroom, returning a minute later wearing a robe, and carrying another for Annette. Annette sat up, taking the robe, saying, "Thank you my sweet," and putting the robe on, tying it at the waist. Nicole picked up the television remote control off of the coffee table and then sat down on the couch next to Annette, putting her arm around her. Nicole switched on the television, and began scanning the channels, sighing at the lack of anything engaging to watch. She stopped on a documentary about World War II. "Hey, didn't this used to be the scuba diving channel?" Annette laughed wearily. "Nikki, I've told you. There is no such channel." Nicole nodded, "Well yes, I see that, my love. Not any more. They seem to have replaced it with the World War II channel." Annette rested her head on Nicole's shoulder, a trace of whininess in her voice. "Oh, Nikki, you're quite impossible. You see? There's still nothing to watch." Nicole turned to kiss Annette on the top of her head. "Yes, I know dear. That was a wonderful way to pass the time, but it seems that we didn't pass enough of it." "No," Annette said dejectedly. "It's only just now mid- afternoon. What are we to do, Nikki? I can't bear this. It's simply dreadful!" "Oh, my poor little dear," Nicole smiled. "Well, what shall we do then?" "Well ..." Annette began. "What, my sweet?" Nicole asked her patiently. "We could invite over a boy to play with, my love. What about that?" Annette asked, barely able to hide the excitement in her voice. "Well, yes. That's an idea. We haven't had a man over to play in quite some time, have we?" "No," Annette said sadly. "It's been weeks." "Oh, sweetie," Nicole said gently, again kissing her head. "Well, we've been busy. But this seems like the perfect opportunity. Shall we have one, or two then?" she asked, smiling naughtily. Annette returned her smile, considering this carefully. "Perhaps just one, Nikki. I'm a bit tired, and not feeling quite so ambitious. How does that sound?" "All right, then," Nicole returned, smiling in amusement. "One it is. We shouldn't overexert ourselves, if we don't feel like it." "Oh no," Annette said seriously. "I quite agree. If we overexert ourselves, than it would be more like work, and less like play, don't you think?" Nicole kissed Annette's cheek sweetly. "Yes, my love. I do agree. Where shall we find a boy?" "What about that new boy from work?" Annette asked. The women both worked as cashiers at a nearby grocery. Nicole frowned, contemplating this. "Do you think that he likes girls, Annette?" "Oh," Annette answered, her face serious. "I'm sure I don't know. He is such a handsome boy, though, don't you agree?" "I quite agree," Nicole answered. "He is very handsome indeed. If he doesn't like girls, though, it may not be nearly as much fun." "Yes," Annette said, considering this. "Well, that's a good point. It wouldn't be any fun at all to hurt him, or to embarrass him, if he didn't like us, and want us, would it?" "No," Nicole said. "No it wouldn't. What about that boy from the bar last weekend? He called and left you a message this week, and you never called him back. You've probably broken his poor little heart, you know." "Oh yes!" Annette said, smiling, patting Nicole's knee excitedly. "He was very pretty, don't you think?" "Yes dear," Nicole smiled. "He was quite handsome." "Well, I'll just call him right away then," Annette said, rising from the sofa to find his telephone number. "What was his name again, my love?" Nicole asked, struggling to remember. "Rex," Annette said, finding the slip of paper with the man's phone number on it. "His name was Rex." "Oh yes," Nicole said. "Rex. Such a nice, masculine name. Let's do hope that he's at home." "Bite your tongue, darling. He simply must be at home," Annette said, moving to the telephone and dialing the number. "Now be nice to him, my sweet," Nicole said gently, as Annette stood with the receiver to her ear. Annette rolled her eyes, and held her forefinger to her lips, motioning for Nicole to be quiet. "Yes, hello?" Annette said into the receiver. "My I please speak to Rex? Oh, hello, Rex. This is Annette. Yes, that's right. We met at The Poison Apple last weekend. I'm so sorry that I'm just now ringing you back. It's been a most dreadful week. Oh, no, just busy, that's all. Yes, weekends are lovely, aren't they?" Nicole motioned for Annette to get to the point, and Annette struggled not to laugh into the phone, making an obscene gesture at Nicole. "Actually, I haven't any plans at all for this evening," Annette said, smiling at Nicole. "I'm here with my roommate, Nicole. Oh, you remember her from the bar? Oh, yes, she is quite beautiful," Annette continued, reaching over to touch Nicole's cheek. "Well, you're very sweet. In any event, we're sitting here, quite bored really. Would you like to come over and play?" She paused, listening into the phone, smiling naughtily at Nicole. "Well, I'm sure we can play whatever game you like, if only you'll come over and cure us of our boredom. Yes, we'll both be here. That's all right, isn't it? Oh, good. Yes, if you'd like to stop and check out a couple videos, that would be quite lovely. No, we have plenty of beer and so forth. Oh no, come as soon as you like. As soon as you can, really. Yes, an hour or two would be perfect." Nicole leaned in to kiss Annette's throat as Annette gave Rex directions to their apartment. Annette again struggled not to giggle, swatting Nicole impatiently on the butt. Annette smiled with satisfaction when she hung up the telephone. She kissed Nicole on the mouth, pulling her head back, looking into her eyes, saying, "Mission accomplished, sweetheart. Despite your efforts to thwart it, you terrible little girl." Nicole smiled playfully. "Are you going to spank me, Annette? For being so bad?" Annette rolled her eyes. "Later, my sweet. We should pick up the apartment and make ourselves pretty. He'll be here in an hour, perhaps two. Besides, we can spank him, when he arrives." "Yes," Nicole said, smiling nastily. "We can do lots of things, when he arrives." The women laughed as they moved to straighten the apartment, get dressed, and make preparations for their visitor. Nicole wore a skimpy white golf shirt, with no bra, and a pair of tight denim cut-offs, which showed off her body nicely. Annette settled upon a peach- colored, sleeveless tank top, which stopped just above her midriff, and a pair of skin-tight, white leggings. Both looked fantastic, and the apartment looked passable. When they had finished with their preparations, they sat next to one another on the sofa, pretending to watch television, sipping from glasses of white wine. Both expressed relief that a boy was coming over to play, as the selection of programming on the television continued to be quite dreadful Rex arrived shortly, much closer to an hour after his conversation with Annette than to two. The women had anticipated this, as men were generally quite eager to come over to play when invited properly. When he knocked on the door, Annette leaned over on the sofa and kissed Nicole softly on the lips, sliding one of her hands down into her shorts, holding her palm flat against Nicole's buttock. "You had better answer, sweetheart," Nicole whispered, her lips against Annette's face. "Are you ready?" Annette asked, rising and walking over to the door. "Yes," Nicole answered, smiling excitedly. "Quite ready, dear." Annette answered the door, smiling shyly and inviting Rex inside. He carried two videocassettes. He was very handsome, a little taller than Nicole, about the same height as Annette. His hair was dark blond, and he had brown eyes, and his facial features were attractive, masculine. Rex had broad shoulders, a trim waist, and moderately muscular arms and legs. He had an air of confidence about him, but was clearly excited at the prospect of spending the late afternoon and evening in the presence of not one, but two lovely young women, especially at their apartment, and with them dressed so ... comfortably. Rex wore a button-down shirt over a tee-shirt with handsome khaki pants. "You remember Nicole, don't you, Rex," Annette asked, gesturing to Nicole, smiling sweetly, taking the videos out of his hands and placing them on the coffee table. "Oh, yes," Rex answered, nodding to Nicole. "Nice to see you again, Nicole." "Why the pleasure is all mine, Rex," Nicole said, smiling sweetly, crossing her legs sexily, as Annette stood next to Rex, rolling her eyes at Nicole impatiently. "May we offer you a drink, Rex?" Annette asked. "Perhaps a beer?" "Yes, thank you," Rex said, smiling, tearing his eyes from Nicole to look back to Annette, "a beer would be great." Annette went to the kitchen to retrieve Rex's beer, and Nicole said, "Would you like to sit down, Rex?" She moved over on the sofa, and patted one of the cushions sweetly. Rex smiled, and sat down next to her, quite taken with her beauty, her skimpy attire. Annette returned from the kitchen, sitting on the sofa as well, on Rex's opposite side, handing him a bottle of beer. "We're so happy you could come over," Annette said to Rex, looking into his eyes. "We've been so dreadfully bored today, haven't we Nikki?" "Oh yes," Nikki said, smiling as Rex turned his head to listen to her. "Very bored indeed." "Well, I brought some movies," Rex said, gesturing to the videos on the coffee table. "Would you ladies like to watch one?" "Perhaps later," Annette said softly, taking his hand gently as he turned back to face her. "We thought we might play for a while first." She looked hungrily into his eyes. "Would you be game for that, Rex?" Visibly excited in spite of himself, Rex feigned calmness, as if this very thing happened to him all of the time. "What did you ladies have in mind," he asked nonchalantly, smiling, looking into Annette's eyes, drinking in her beauty. Nicole took his other hand softly in hers, and he turned back to face her. "We thought perhaps we might beat you, until you begged us to stop," she said softly, studying his eyes. He smiled in amusement, his eyes betraying a hint of confusion. "Beat me? My, but that sounds interesting." "Does it?" Annette asked excitedly, moving her bare feet up from the floor, taking his hand into her lap, placing her feet against his side. "You're kidding, right?" he asked her, still smiling. "Afraid not, sweetie," Nicole said, tightening her hold on his hand, moving her own feet against his opposite side. "Now ladies," Rex said, pulling on his hands as the women each held one firmly with both of their own. "Why on earth would you want to do something like that?" Annette pulled his hand, stretching his arm taught, using her feet to hold his body away, while Nicole did the same thing on the other side. "Because we like that sort of thing, Rex," Annette said. "Oh, yes," Nicole said, nodding, stretching his arm, pushing his body away with her feet. "We really do." "Hey, stop it!" Rex said in frustration, as he tried to pull his hands away from them. He sat between them on the sofa, as each woman dug her heels into one of his sides, holding his hand firmly, stretching it, pulling it away from his body, while the other woman pulled his opposite arm in the other direction. "No," Annette said softly, looking into his eyes, pulling harder on his arm. "Definitely not," Nicole agreed, digging her heels into him, pulling his arm sharply towards her, holding his wrist in both of her hands, casually letting his hand touch her breast. "Damn it!" Rex shouted, pulling at his arms, trying to find some leverage, "You're hurting me!" Annette smiled, pulling his arm harder, beginning to twist it at the wrist. "Oh, I hope that isn't true, darling." "Yes," Nicole agreed, forcing her heels into his side, stretching his arm, twisting it until he gasped in pain. "Because if we are hurting you now, what we have planned for later might kill you," she said, and both women laughed, as they continued to stretch and twist Rex's arms, pulling his entire body taught between them, holding him still with their feet, like a tug of war, one in which Rex was the rope. "That's enough!" Rex yelled, gasping as the women twisted his arms sharply. He planted his feet on the floor and struggled to stand up. Annette moved one of her feet from the side of his body, bringing it forward in front of him, and then slamming it back, digging her heel into his stomach. As he gasped in reaction to Annette's blow, she positioned her foot back against his side, and Nicole used the heel of one of her own feet to deliver a powerful blow to his jaw, moving his body decisively away from the edge of the sofa, so that he was flush against the back of it. He struggled to no avail, screaming angrily in pain as the women stretched and twisted his arms, compacting his body forcefully between their feet, both watching his face intently all the while, feeling the strength in his arms diminish with each pull, each turn of his wrists. Within minutes, he did not appear to be struggling with his arms at all anymore, as he sat between them, screaming, at their mercy. When Annette released his arm, it fell limply to his side. Nicole quickly released his other arm, which also fell uselessly to his side, and moved to his lap, facing him, straddling his body. He kicked with his legs, and tried to throw her off, screaming obscenities at her, working to stand up so that she would fall off of him. Annette moved silently to the floor, behind Nicole, and she took Rex's feet beneath her arms, holding the ankles tightly against her body under her arms, and joining her hands beneath his legs to hold him still. He continued to struggle, but quickly saw that Annette held his feet and legs quite securely. She stretched his legs out straight, and held his ankles firmly underneath her arms. Nicole scooted up on his lap, facing him, her body pressing against him. She could feel his erection against her thigh as she straddled him. She saw him look down at the low neckline formed by her unbuttoned golf shirt, looked down herself to see the wonderful cleavage she exposed. She put her hands softly, gently on the sides of his face, lifting his face to look into her eyes. She moved closer to him, pressing her breasts softly against his upper chest and neck, looking down into his face, breathing on him, letting him feel the rise and fall of her breasts against him with each breath. His arms remained at his sides, as the women had expected. They were quite clearly immobilized, though only temporarily. "Get off of me, Nicole," Rex said, his teeth clenched. "This instant." "Or what?" she asked softly, looking into his face searchingly. "Just do it!" he shouted. "And Annette, let the hell go of me. Now!" Nicole kissed his forehead sweetly, saying, "I'm not convinced. What about you, Annette?" "No. I don't think Rex is in a position to issue orders right now," Annette said from behind Nicole. Nicole continued to kiss his face, his forehead, his nose, his cheeks, speaking with her lips against his face in between kisses. "You see, Rex? We're not convinced. I'm afraid you're going to have to make us, if you want us to free you." She paused, as he struggled with his legs and body to no avail. "You can't make us do anything though, can you, lover? I suppose you're just going to have to play with us until we're finished then, aren't you?" She lowered her head to his neck, kissing his throat hungrily, softly. "The hell I will!" Rex said angrily, suddenly jerking one of his feet free from Annette, surprising her, kicking her solidly in the chest as Nicole continued to sit on his lap, straddling him. His kick pushed Annette onto her back, and the impact forced her to release his other foot, as well. He struggled to get Nicole off of him, but before he could, Annette recovered, catching his ankles once again. She crossed them, this time, pulling each firmly to the opposite side, bringing her body between his crossed feet. She positioned his ankles beneath her arms, against her body, as he struggled. She held him firmly again, and now his leverage was greatly diminished, with his legs crossed, and he was unable to pull them free of her as she continued to hold them tightly. "Are you all right, Annette," Nicole asked, resting comfortably on Rex's lap, looking into his face impatiently, scolding him with her pretty eyes. "Yes, dear. Quite all right," Annette answered, holding his feet firmly under her arms. "I think that was a bit rude of young Rex. I do rather believe that he needs a time-out," Nicole said to Annette, still looking at Rex, as he struggled to no avail. "Yes, I quite agree," Annette said from behind. "Do give him a time-out, Nikki." Nikki shook her head sadly at Rex, and withdrew her hands from his face, leaning away from him slightly. She lifted her shirt, exposing her large, firm breasts, allowing her shirt to rest on top of them, bunched up around her lower neck. She touched her naked bosoms to Rex's neck, to his chin. "What do you think of my breasts, Rex? Do you like them?" Nicole asked, looking down into his face, touching him lightly with her breasts. He said nothing, though it was clear to Nicole that he did like them. "Not sure?" she asked. "Well perhaps you need a closer look, then." Nicole slowly inhaled a large breath, allowing her breasts to swell, pushing them against Rex's face, holding them together between her upper arms, moving her hands to the sides of his head, holding him still. She continued to look down into his eyes, sealing her full, young bosoms over his face, his mouth and nose. His eyes grew wide as she cut off his breath, and he struggled to pull his head back, or to turn his face away, anything to clear his breathing passages. Nicole swelled her breasts against him, slowly drawing in easy, large breaths, holding his head firmly against her chest, looking down into his eyes as his struggles became more and more desperate. She spoke softly to him, knowing he could feel her speech reverberate through her breasts, against his face. "You seem quite out of sorts, Rex." "Yes, very grouchy indeed," Annette said from behind her, holding Rex's legs still as he struggled weakly. "We think you need a time-out. A nap will do you some good. Perhaps it will improve your attitude, my sweet," Nicole said, smothering him with her breasts, looking maternally into his eyes. "That's it, dear. No need to struggle. My breasts are too much for you, love. You will succumb to them. Might as well accept it. That's a good boy," she said, leaning her face forward to kiss the top of his head as he struggled weakly against her. Soon, his eyes closed, and his struggles subsided entirely, as Nicole's breasts defeated him, warm and soft against his face, depriving him of much-needed breath. As she observed his fall into unconsciousness, Nicole pulled her body away from him, smiling as his head nodded forward once there was no longer anything holding it up. "He looks very peaceful when he sleeps," Nicole said, pulling her shirt back down over her breasts. "I think he rather likes me, in spite of himself." "Oh, yes," Annette said, releasing his legs, standing up to sit next to them on the sofa. "I think he likes us both very well. He's a good boy, really. He just got a little cranky, and clearly needed a nap." "Hopefully it will serve him well," Nicole said. "What game shall we play with him when he is finished napping?" she asked, smiling naughtily. Annette returned her smile. "I don't know. How about the swing?" Nicole's eyes lit up, and she exclaimed, "Oh yes! The swing. That will be such fun. We haven't used the swing for quite some time. I suppose we should get things set up then, before he wakes. It will be much easier that way." "Yes. I agree," Annette said, kissing Nicole's cheek, rising from the sofa. "Let's get going." Nicole got off of Rex's lap, and she gently turned his body onto its side on the sofa, resting his head on a pillow, giving him an affectionate kiss on the top of his head as he slept. Annette leaned over and gave him a kiss as well, and the women set about preparing for their next game. When Rex awoke, perhaps an hour after Nicole had put him to sleep, he felt as though he was upside down, and quite disoriented. "What the hell?" he said, and he remembered suddenly where he was, what had happened just before he passed out. As Rex became more lucid, he realized that he was indeed literally upside down. His feet were secured together at the ankles, and were attached to a heavy rope which was in turn connected to a metal ring on the ceiling of the room. His arms, which still felt numb and limp to him, were tied very tightly to his waist at the wrists. He was completely incapable of doing anything at all in this position, other than continuing to hang, and to swing slightly from his ankles. His body was straight, with his feet near the ceiling, and his head perhaps two feet from the floor. Rex also noticed that his outer clothing had been removed, and that he now wore only his tee-shirt and boxer shorts. He did not see either of the two women on the side of the room which he faced. "We're behind you, Rex," Annette said, giggling. He heard Nicole laugh as well. The women walked around him, and he saw them stop in front of him, standing side by side with their arms folded across their chests. They seemed to have lost some clothing, as well. Nicole wore only her denim shorts now, having removed the white golf shirt, exposing the full, lovely breasts which had suffocated him to sleep earlier. Annette now wore nothing but tiny matching pink panties and bra. Both women looked fantastic, with nubile, taught bodies. Rex wished silently that he was in a better position to appreciate them. "What in the hell is this?" Rex asked them impatiently. "Let me down this instant!" "Rex still seems a bit grouchy," Annette said to Nicole innocently. "Yes. I thought the nap would help refresh him, too. I think maybe once we play for a while, he'll get into the spirit of things," Nicole said, arms folded, looking down at Rex's upside down face. "I mean it!" Rex shouted, pulling limply at his wrists to no avail. "Let me down right now, God damn it!" "No," Nicole said softly, firmly. She walked up to him, and lifted one of her feet up between his body and one of his arms. She took hold of his legs above her head, using them for leverage, and she pulled herself up. She pushed her leg through, between his arm and the side of his body, and lifted her other leg, kicking it through as well, between his opposite arm and side. As she climbed onto him, his entire body began swinging, and he shouted at having to support Nicole's additional weight as he swung by his ankles. She settled her legs against his torso, resting her weight on his armpits, which supported her because his wrists were bound firmly to his waist. Nicole scooted all the way in, so that her body was pressed up against him, her crotch against his upside down chest, and she pulled his tee-shirt down, exposing his stomach. She pressed her warm breasts against his flesh, hugging his body in her arms. Nicole could see his erection bulging in his shorts, inches from her face. She positioned her breasts full and firm against his stomach, and hugged his body against them tightly. "Can you give us a push, Annette?" she asked, and she laughed as Annette kicked Rex in the back, setting them in motion, swinging. "Thanks, love," Nicole told her. Nicole hooked her ankles behind his back, as he shouted at her angrily. She smiled at Annette, and began closing her legs around his chest, pushing her crotch against him, and hugging her breasts forcefully into his stomach, her hands joined together at the small of his back. "Let's play a breathing game, Rex," Nicole said. "You try to breathe, sweetie, and I'll try to stop you." Before he could answer, she contracted her powerful thighs around his torso, pulling his body against her crotch, and simultaneously hugging him tightly with her arms, pulling his stomach against her breasts, letting them swell firmly against him. She smiled as she heard him gasp, as she forced air from his lungs. "That's it, Rex. Struggle, and try to breathe," she said, swelling her breasts against his stomach, pushing as much air from him as she could. He continued to struggle and gasp, as they both swung by his ankles, as she crushed him with her arms and legs. "Your breaths seem to be getting much shorter, my dear. I think you may be losing this game," she said, pulling his stomach closer into her with her arms, arching her body against him, pressing his breath from him. "You get an 'A' for effort though, love. You seem to be trying to breathe very hard. Annette and I do appreciate effort." Annette sat down on the floor, crossing her legs, so that she could see Rex's face. "Oh yes," she said as he swung past her. "Effort is very important. He is really having a tough time breathing, Nikki. He still seems to be getting some air, though. Can't you finish him?" "Let's see if I can take away so much of your capacity to breathe that you go to sleep again, Rex. How about that?" She smiled at his silence, knowing he was doing everything he could just to draw breath. She felt very aroused as he struggled to breathe against her body, and she adjusted herself on him for added leverage, squeezing him even tighter in her legs, and she lay her hands flat on his back, pulling his body into her own as she felt him struggle to gasp in air. She held him as firmly as she could, swelling her magnificent breasts against his stomach, feeling him battle her for breath. Though she was not able to cut off his air supply completely, she deprived him of so much that, after a painful, prolonged struggle, he did indeed again lose consciousness to her from insufficient oxygen intake, going limp against her lovely, young body as she used him as her swing. Annette clapped her hands, when she saw him go to sleep, saying, "Well done, Nikki. That's most impressive indeed. How did it feel?" Nicole pulled her legs from him, stepping down to the floor, breathing heavily, her chest heaving. "It was fantastic, my sweet love. I so enjoy feeling them struggle like that, for their very breath. And to have him breathing all the while, and just not able to get enough air, feeling him slowly lose himself to me in that fashion? Simply fantastic," she said, smiling and kissing Annette on the cheek. "I suppose it's my turn now," Annette said excitedly. "I don't feel like waiting for him to awake. I'm quite impatient that way," she said, smiling slyly as she knelt by his face, slapping his cheek lightly until his eyes opened, and he immediately began shouting. Annette moved her face close to his, breathing against his cheek, against his neck. "Shhh," she said gently. "Don't be so serious, my sweet boy. We're just playing, the three of us. Just games, that's all." She smiled as his screaming subsided. "That's a good boy. You will find, I think, that things are much less painful when you are obedient, my sweet." Annette stood up, looking down at his face with her hands on her hips. She watched him for a moment, smiling prettily, and then she pulled her panties down, letting them drop to the floor, stepping out of them. She watched his eyes as she stood before him, nude but for her little pink bra. She turned around slowly, saying, "What do you think of my butt, Rex? Most boys seem to like it. I work out a lot, and my legs and butt are very tight. I think you probably need to feel them for yourself to fully appreciate them." She walked towards him, and took hold of his arms, using them to support herself as she climbed onto him. She wrapped her legs around his neck, facing his body, letting her butt rest on his chin, letting his head support her weight as she snuggled her crotch against his neck. Annette felt him gasp against her sex as she closed her thighs around his neck, and she kicked her feet on the floor, setting their bodies swinging into motion as they hung by his ankles. Holding herself steady with her hands on his arms and her legs around his neck, she kicked her feet in and out, causing them to swing higher and higher, as he gasped for breath and screamed in anger. She carefully positioned her body so that he had room to breathe, pulling her crotch away from his neck slightly, and tightening her thighs against the sides of his neck. She squeezed the sides of his neck powerfully, causing him to scream in pain as they swung. Annette laughed at his screams, smiling at the knowledge that his neck was trapped helplessly between her powerful thighs, that, from his vantage point, her butt was flush against his chin, that he could see her buttocks working right above his face as she squeezed his neck in her thighs. She continued to use him as her swing, squeezing him, humiliating him with her beautiful little thighs. "What do you think, Rex?" Annette asked playfully. "They are pretty good, aren't they?" He did not answer, and she snuggled her crotch against his neck, smiling in satisfaction as he choked and gasped. "We need to start working on your obedience, sweetie," she said as he struggled for breath against her sex, as she felt his throat cough and choke against her sex. "You need to answer when spoken too, honey, and do as you're told. Can you do that?" She backed her crotch away from his neck slightly, so that he could answer. "Fuck you," he coughed angrily. Annette smiled, and said, "That's all right, Rex. These things take time. You will learn though, my pet." Using her hands on his arms for leverage, she scooted her body off of his chin, down over his face, and clamped her thighs around him, crossing her legs mightily around his head, laughing sweetly as his angry screams were muffled against her butt and her crotch. She began increasing the pressure on him, powering her thighs together against the sides of his head, pressing her body into his face with authority. He screamed in pain, but his screams were again muffled between her thighs, against her body. "I'm not quite sure what you are complaining about, Rex," Annette said, laughing as she squeezed his head tighter still. "I know lots of men who have expended a great deal of effort to get exactly where you are right now, my sweet pet. Can you show me no gratitude?" She felt herself growing hot as his head and face struggled against her, as she easily caused him great pain with her lovely legs. "What on earth are we going to do with young Rex, Nikki," Annette asked calmly, squeezing the sides of his head roughly in her thighs. "I think he should thank you, my sweet," Nicole said from behind her. "Make him thank you. He must learn to show some humility in our presence." "Yes," Annette said, smiling wickedly as she caused Rex to scream against her, savaging him with her tight, powerful little thighs. "You must thank me, my sweet. Show me how much you appreciate me by licking me. The better job you do sucking me, the more certain I will be that you appreciate me, that you like me. If you convince me that you like me, my love, that you love little Annette, then perhaps I will not find it necessary to squeeze your head flat between my legs." Rex did nothing. Annette clamped down on his head, immediately, crossing her legs still higher, and holding them there as she heard and felt his muffled screams against her. "I'm growing impatient, pet. Appease me before I send your head and its contents oozing down my legs. Lick me now," she said, squeezing him harshly, moving her hips back and forth, shaking his entire body by the head through her grip on him. She braced herself, and then squeezed tighter still, smiling happily as he screamed in agony. She felt his tongue against her thigh, then her sex, and she smiled in satisfaction, but did not loosen her hold on him, pushing her crotch firmly into his face. "He's licking me now, Nikki," Annette said, gasping with arousal as she felt him sucking at her desperately, as she squeezed him painfully between her pretty legs. "Good boy," Nicole said, reaching over to pat him on the back supportively. "Oh," Annette moaned. "Yes, I'm afraid he had no choice, really. I was just short of crushing his adorable little head in my thighs, wasn't I, Rex?" she asked, as he continued to suck her off. "Oh, yes Rex," Annette moaned. "Put your tongue in me," she said, clamping her thighs possessively against his head, swaying her hips, moving his head with her as she squirmed about, pushing her body against his face. "Oh, lick me, my sweet dear. Work your tongue in me. Yes!" she gasped, her voice dripping with feminine arousal. She squeezed his head more firmly still, saying, "Lick me! Oh! Yes, love. Lick me harder. I'm going to come in your mouth now, Rex. Right in your fucking mouth!" she screamed in her girlish voice, moaning passionately, letting go of his arms with her hands, letting her upper body lower to the floor, resting the back of her head and her shoulders on the floor as she kept her thighs clamped against his head, squealing in delight as she felt his tongue inside of her, as she climaxed against his face while he continued to lick her. Annette lay with her shoulders on the floor, panting exhaustedly, her thighs still wrapped tightly around Rex's head, pressing his face into her crotch as she recovered. She moved her hips back and forth slightly, swinging his whole body with her effortless little movements, smiling happily up at Nicole as she felt Rex's face mashed against her, his head clamped roughly between her muscular little thighs. Finally, she released her legs, letting her lower body fall to the floor, propping herself up onto her elbows as she lay on her back, looking up into Rex's eyes, upside down though they were. His face and neck were extremely red, and wet with her perspiration and her orgasm, and he was gasping in air hungrily. "You did a very good job, Rex, my sweet. Annette is very pleased," Annette told him, smiling prettily, as she lay on her back, propped on her elbows, looking up at him, still nude but for her bra. Rex had not noticed Nicole leave the room, but she apparently had. She returned now, with a damp washcloth and a towel, and she wiped his face and neck gently, and then dried him carefully. "I'm afraid Annette used you horribly," Nicole said, smiling slyly down at Annette. "Perspiring all over you as she worked on you with her legs, climaxing against your face. How very humiliating, my poor dear. Well, nonetheless, I've cleaned you a bit now," she said. "How are you, my sweet boy," she asked him, once she had cleaned his face to her satisfaction, as he hung helplessly by his ankles. He did not answer, though he clearly had heard her. Nicole winked at Annette, saying, "I'm afraid you've worn him out, love." "Oh dear," Annette said seriously, sitting up on the floor. "And we have so many fun games yet to play. Perhaps he needs another nap?" No!" Rex shouted earnestly. "No naps! I'm fine, really." Nicole smiled, and said, "No, dear. I think you do need a nap. Just a little one, maybe." "No, I don't!" he shouted. Nicole stood in front of him, and he saw Annette lay on the floor beneath him. "Oh, but you seem a little cranky," Annette said. "A nap will do you some good. We know what's best, my pet," she said, leaning up, speaking sweetly into his ear. Before he could respond, Annette reached her hand up to his face, pinching his nose shut between her feminine little fingers, laughing as he shouted at her. Nicole knelt down beside him, bending his face up towards her, while Annette moved her hand with his face, keeping his nose pinched shut. Nicole kissed his cheek, and his neck, and then she moved her lips to his mouth, kissing him softly, passionately, licking his lips with her tongue. She kissed his mouth hotly, opening her own mouth to seal his, putting her hand on the back of his head, pressing his face to her lips. Nicole pulled her face away from him for a moment, and exhaled, moving her lips back to his, kissing him firmly, sealing her mouth over his, sucking his breath into her lungs. She looked down into his eyes as he struggled to pull his face away from her. She held his head still though, and Annette kept his nose pinched shut. She looked into his eyes with absent curiosity as she pulled his breath from him, emptying his lungs into hers, holding her mouth against his, not allowing him to take his breath back or to draw a new one. When she saw him pass out, she withdrew and allowed him to breathe, and Annette released his nose, as well. "I love doing that," Nicole said, smiling excitedly. "Yes, that is always quite wonderful," Annette replied, as the women fell to the task of taking Rex down and untying him. They had another glass of wine, and allowed him to sleep for perhaps half an hour. When they returned to him, it was dark outside. Afternoon had given way to night. As Annette knelt down to wake him, still wearing only her pink bra, Nicole removed her denim shorts, so that she was now completely nude, and she lay down on the floor next to Rex, propping her head on one elbow, looking expectantly into his face. When his eyes opened, Nicole smiled sweetly, saying, "Hello, my sweet. Are you ready to play some more now?" He made a move to get up from the floor, but Annette, who stood above him, put her foot on his chest, shaking her head and wagging her finger at him. "Oh God," he said exhaustedly. "Please let me go home. Haven't you played enough games?" " Why Nikki," Annette said, pouting, "he wants to leave. And after as much fun as we three have had together! We've tried so very hard to make him like us. He's hurt my feelings terribly." "Rex, look what you've done. You have hurt pretty Annette's feelings. How can you be so cruel? Don't you like us?" Nicole asked, taking one of his hands, pressing it to her firm, fleshy bosom, looking into his eyes questioningly. He said nothing. "I think we must punish him for being so mean, after we were kind enough to invite him over and to play with him so nicely," Annette said, laying down on the floor as well, on Rex's opposite side, looking into his face with a hurt expression. "Rex, we love you so well, really we do. How can you not love us in return? How is it that you can treat us so badly?" As he tried to get up again, Nicole impatiently swept one of her legs on top of him, holding him down. She lifted his legs slightly, and slid her other leg beneath his body. "I think we should play with his cute little tummy, Annette. I played with it a bit before, on the swing, and it seems very strong. Why don't we see how strong it is, really?" "Oh, yes!" Annette cried, crawling around to the same side of his body as Nicole. "That's a lovely idea," she said, laying down facing Nicole's back, sliding one of her legs beneath him as well, bringing her other over the top of his body, so that she was spooning Nicole, laying against her back, so that they each had one leg against his lower back, and another hooked across his belly. Annette pressed her body against Nicole's back, reaching behind herself to remove her bra, moving herself flush against Nicole, pressing her legs against Nicole's buttocks. Annette put her arm over Nicole's shoulder, caressing it sweetly, as both women crossed their ankles on Rex's opposite side. They laughed together in delight as they began squeezing him in unison, as he gasped at the incredible force on his stomach, felt his air rush from his lungs. They squeezed him mercilessly, the tremendous force from their thighs squeezing the breath from him, working efficiently against his stomach muscles. They took turns relaxing their grip on him, and then quickly clamping down on him with the impact of a strong punch to his gut, quickly alternating one then the other, working against him steadily like an engine, making short work of his stomach muscles as he struggled between their tight, lovely thighs. "I think he's growing weaker," Nicole said softly, as if he couldn't hear her. "Oh yes," Annette said, her voice thick with arousal. "He's near the brink already, I believe. Shall we finish him?" "Yes, let's," Nicole answered, clamping down on him savagely as he grunted and screamed in pain. Annette joined in, crushing him between her thighs, feeling Nicole's body against hers, also crushing the man between her legs. He screamed in pain, and gasped for breath, as their legs jointly wore down his stomach muscles, squeezing him ruthlessly with horrific force. As they felt him go soft, the women moaned in pleasure, clamping down on his soft, weak stomach as he screamed and struggled desperately for breath. Annette reached over Nicole's body to caress her breast as they crushed him. Nicole squirmed her butt against Annette's crotch as they relished his screams, felt his soft tummy struggle not to collapse entirely between their powerful feminine thighs. They shook him, crushed him, chewed on his tummy with their legs, feeling his body give way to them as they enjoyed wave after wave of intense arousal at the feel of his weak, defeated body struggling defenselessly against them. Annette kissed Nicole's neck passionately as they heard him begin to sob in pain and humiliation, gasping earnestly for breath. They showed him no mercy, moaning in pleasure at the feel of his body, weak, soft, convulsing in pain, sobbing between their thighs as they lay next to one another, crushing him for their own pleasure. The women moaned and squealed excitedly as they climaxed against his limp, defeated body in unison, squeezing him harder still with great ease, as he sobbed and struggled for breath which they would not grant him. They did not loosen their legs once they had climaxed, choosing instead to lie there, caressing one another, crushing his soft tummy flat between their thighs as he wept in pain. "Beg us to stop, my sweet," Annette finally said to him, squeezing him so tight that she thought she could feel her knees touching one another through his body as he sobbed defenselessly, his body trapped and crushed between the women's legs. "Yes, I beg you!" he gasped. His body wracked with sobs. "Oh, please stop crushing me, mistresses. I'll do anything you wish. I'll be so good. I promise," he wept weakly. "I promise to be good. Oh, please, let me be good for you." Annette kissed Nicole hotly, wetly on the neck, and the women relaxed their legs, resting comfortably as Rex lay between their thighs, crying, gasping in breath. They sat up, and crawled over near his head, looking down into his face. Nicole helped him sit up, and Annette sat behind him, spreading her legs on either side of him, pushing her body flush against his back. Nicole sat on his lap, straddling him, feeling him still erect beneath her, as he continued to weep unabashedly in pain and humiliation. Nicole pulled his head to her gently, resting his face on her breast as she straddled him. "Shhh," she said gently. "My poor, sweet baby. It's all right. That's it. Go ahead and cry, my love," and she ran her fingers through his hair as he sobbed against her breast. Annette hugged him from behind, pressing her face to his neck, his shoulder, kissing him tenderly. "Such a sweet boy," she said soothingly. "We love you so well, Rex. You are such a dear, sensitive boy. Do you love us, too, my pet?" "Oh yes, mistress," he said softly, as he wept against Nicole's breast, and she smiled at Annette, as both felt their bodies tingling, as rushes of power came over them. Nicole kissed him softly on the top of his head, holding him gently to her breast as he cried on her like a little child. "We just knew you were a good boy," Annette said softly against his neck. "There, there. Have a good cry, darling Rex. You have earned it, my poor weak little man." They sat there, the three of them, embracing one another as Rex wept, until he eventually calmed down and was still. They continued to hold him, possessively, kissing and caressing him affectionately as he sat between them, tame, docile. Nicole let him continue to rest his face on her breast, feeling his tremendous erection against her butt as she straddled him, sitting with her full weight on his lap. "You will show us how you love us then, my sweet?" she asked eventually, quietly in his ear. "Yes, mistress," he answered against her breast. "Whatever you desire, I will do gladly, so long as it pleases you." Annette kissed his neck softly. "Such a good boy," she said sweetly, her lips against his neck. "You will kneel before us, then, and kiss our feet, my love?" "Oh, yes," he answered, raising his head from Nicole's breast. "Anything you wish, my mistress." Nicole smiled into his face, shifting on his body, leaning forward to kiss him softly, lingeringly on the lips. She stood then, and Annette stood as well, walking over next to Nicole. Rex quickly got on his hands and knees, and Annette sat on his back, straddling his body. She ran her fingers through his hair affectionately, playing with it, feeling his body shiver between her legs. She leaned forward to speak into his ear. "Lick Nicole's feet, my darling boy, and tell her how you love her, how you belong to her." As Annette continued to sit on his back, Rex lowered his face to the floor, obediently licking Nicole's foot, tenderly moving his tongue over each toe, and then moving to lick and kiss her other foot. He rested his head on her feet, saying, "I am yours, Mistress Nicole. I love you completely, and I am your belonging, to do with as you wish. My only desire is your pleasure." Nicole stooped to pat his head affectionately, saying, "Thank you, my sweet. It is so lovely that you have learned your place. Annette and I can be most wonderful mistresses, if our little slaves earn our favor. Perhaps you had better kiss Annette's feet now, as well," she said, standing again. As Annette stood from Rex's back, Nicole lowered her body onto him, stroking his hair gently as Annette had done. As Annette stood before him, Rex once again lowered his lips to her feet, kissing and licking them, resting his face on them as he told her that he loved her, belonged to her. She smiled into Nicole's face as Rex spoke to her of his love, his obedience. The power the two women felt after defeating a man so completely was indescribable, and both knew that the arousal it brought on was something even greater than they could feel for one another by themselves. The act of jointly defeating a man, bringing him literally to his knees before them, taking his very capacity for independent thought away from him, doing that together, the two of them, was the most sensual thing either could imagine. It served to solidify their bond to one another, and it was an interest that they shared, one of many things they had in common. Nicole stood up, getting off of Rex's back, as he continued to rest his head at Annette's feet, obediently waiting to be told that he could move. "You have been such a good boy, Rex," Annette said, looking down at him. "Yes, very good, and sweet," Nicole added gently, also looking down at him. "Good and sweet boys make us very hot, Rex," Annette said, looking at Nicole, who nodded enthusiastically. "We wish to reward you, Rex." "Thank you, my mistresses," he said humbly. "You will simply do as we say, my pet, and we will take care of everything. You will make not a move without our instruction," Nicole said firmly. "Never," Rex said obediently. "Good," Annette said, her hands on her hips. "Lie on your back, love, with your hands at your sides, and be still." The women stood over him, both completely nude, watching expectantly as he carried out Annette's command. Annette stepped behind his head, and Nicole stood at his feet, they both knelt down, and Annette pulled his tee-shirt off of him, over his head, while Nicole slid her hands inside the legs of his boxer shorts, smiling as he trembled at her touch, and she pulled his shorts down his legs and off of him. Nicole sat down on his upper legs, straddling him, facing him, resting her firm, round buttocks on his legs. She swept her hands over his body, his chest, his stomach, his hips, settling them near his erection. She watched his face carefully as she took his erection lightly in one of her feminine hands, closing her fingers around it, observing the trembles and shivers she sent through his body. She moved her other hand between his legs, reaching beneath his erection to find his testicles, cupping them lightly in her hand. She reached one of her fingers behind his testicles, lightly scratching the flesh between his testicles and his butt, smiling as his body stiffened, as his penis throbbed in her hand. "Be still, my pet," she reminded him, as she held him delicately in her hands. Annette sat down on the floor behind his head, and began stroking his hair gently, as he trembled, and his breathing became labored. Nicole moved back on his legs, letting go of his erection, leaning forward to press her breasts against it, causing Rex to gasp silently. She swayed her breasts on him as he obediently struggled to be still, to remain silent. She lowered her head to him, kissing his erection with soft, feminine lips, taking the tip of it into her mouth, licking it softly with her tongue, letting him feel her teeth against it. After a moment, she released him from her mouth, and sat up again, moving her body forward on him, straddling his erection, taking it gently in her hand, guiding it into her slowly, gasping as she took him into her. When she had him all the way inside her, when her butt rested flush against his body, with his erection deep within her, she sat still, looking into his face. "You only have one erection, Rex," she said, knowing the reverberation of her voice through her body, against his penis, would drive him wild. "And you have two mistresses. Do you see the problem, my pet?" "Yes, Mistress Nicole," Rex gasped, his voice thick and very aroused. "You must fuck us both, my pet," Nicole continued. "You will pleasure Annette according to her wishes, will you not?" "Oh yes," Rex said obediently, looking behind him to Annette. "I wish only to please my mistresses." Annette leaned forward to kiss him warmly, wetly on the mouth, saying, "Such a wonderful little puppy. You will lick me, and fuck me with your tongue, my sweet," she said. She moved onto his face, sitting on him backwards, so that she faced Nicole. She knelt on his shoulders, curling her feet up against the sides of his head, resting her butt on his forehead, her crotch over his mouth. "Lick me, my obedient pet," she said, her voice throaty and feminine, thirsty. Annette gasped and moaned as she felt Rex's tongue against her, licking her softly, obediently. She moaned and rocked her body on his face as she felt his tongue penetrating her, working inside her, making love to her. She looked into Nicole's eyes as she swayed her hips back and forth on Rex's face, as he penetrated her with his tongue. She felt him gasp and moan as Nicole began fucking him, lifting herself off of his erect penis, and then taking it back in, forcing herself back down on it. They put their hands on him, Nicole on his stomach, Annette on his chest, as he pleasured them both, as they rode him, both moaning in ecstasy, hearing him gasp and moan with arousal from beneath Annette's ass. The women rode him, Annette feeling his tongue penetrate her, licking her sex obediently. She felt like she might explode at the feel of his tongue in her body, his face beneath her ass, her feet against the sides of his head, as she watched her lover, Nicole, fucking him. Nicole pumped him in and out of her, faster and harder, moaning as she felt herself near orgasm, watching Annette as she came to an explosive climax on Rex's face. Nicole came next, screaming as she reached orgasm, watching Annette, feeling Rex hard inside of her. Rex climaxed just after Nicole, and she fell flat on top of him as he came in her, pressing her breasts against him, letting him feel women all over his body as he came. The women recovered on top of him, Annette remaining with her ass planted comfortably on his face, Nicole laying flat on his body, his penis still inside of her. She lay with her head on his neck, between Annette's thighs. Annette ran her fingers affectionately through Nicole's hair, as the women breathed heavily, using Rex's body as they regained their composure, feeling him panting heavily beneath them. Eventually, Annette rose from his face, which she had mussed for the second time that evening. She found his tee-shirt on the floor, and dried his face with it, as Nicole continued to lie on top of him. Nicole arose slowly, watching his face as she released his penis from inside of her, causing him to tremble and gasp. "Would you like to spend the night, little Rex?" Annette asked him, as she stood over him, looking down into his face. "Would you like to sleep with Nicole and I, in our bed?" "Oh, yes mistress," Rex answered, his voice weak. The women had quite exhausted him. "You are free to go, pet," Nicole said. "We promise to let you, if you wish. If you stay, we may hurt you more. We will do whatever strikes our fancy." "Yes," Annette said. "You would have to take that chance. Of course, if you leave, you will not get to spend the night in bed with your mistresses." "I will do what you wish, mistresses," he said weakly. Annette looked at Nicole, saying, "We wish you to stay. Do you want to snuggle in bed with your mistresses?" "Oh yes," he said earnestly, and they saw that he was once again erect. "Then it's settled," Nicole said. "You will stay. Do you wish to carry us to bed on your back, my pet?" "Yes, Mistress Nicole," he said, getting up to his hands and knees, as the women both sat nude on his back, straddling him. He carried them both on his back, as Annette showed him the way to the bedroom. He walked slowly, steadily, struggling under their weight, which was all the more difficult to bear given the beating he had been issued that evening, but he was able to carry them both into their bedroom. They climbed off of him, standing next to one another, nude, as he stood on his knees before them. "Kiss us good night, pet," Annette said, as they turned around, so that their backsides were inches from his face. The women moaned quietly as he pressed his lips to each of their buttocks, licked their asses precisely as they instructed him to do. "You are a very good boy," Annette said finally, turning her body to face Nicole, kissing her hotly on the mouth as Rex knelt before them. "Climb into bed now," Annette continued to Rex. "Lie in the center, so that your mistresses can sleep on either side of you." As he complied, the women kissed again, running their hands over each other's bodies, penetrating one another's mouths with their wet tongues. They climbed into bed on either side of him, and Nicole turned his body onto its side, so that he was facing away from her, so that he was looking at Annette's lovely face. They moved their bodies up flush against him, in front and back, feeling him breathe, Annette feeling his erection against her tummy. They let him feel their bodies all over him, their hair and faces, their breasts, stomachs, legs, hands, feet. They breathed on him, let him feel their bodies shift and breathe as they snuggled against him possessively. Annette watched his face as the women positioned themselves so that they contoured his body. She kissed his mouth softly, and Nicole kissed his neck and shoulder. They wrapped their arms around him, and their legs, as he was pressed tight between their bodies, and Annette kissed his mouth, breathing against his face, whispering "Good night, pet," as she felt his erection throb against her body. They hugged their arms and legs around him firmly, their position one of complete and unquestionable ownership, and held him snugly between them, resting with their bodies pressed flush against him, holding him still between them. He literally could not move, was completely surrounded by them. The women would sleep now, knowing that Rex had no hope whatsoever of doing so, so aroused would he be at the feel of their taught, feminine bodies all over him. It was of no concern to them, though. They would play more tomorrow, and would be sure to give him plenty of naps as they judged necessary. He would be fine. They would take good care of him. The two beautiful, strong women were all over him, their bodies wrapped around him, and they relaxed against him, breathing easily, drifting peacefully off to sleep as he lie awake, completely awake, very erect, the feel of soft, firm, young feminine bodies all over him, breathing peacefully against him, using him, owning him. He could not imagine wanting to be anywhere else, with anyone else, any more than he wanted to be exactly where he was at that moment. He could not contemplate an existence which would allow him more contentment than this, to be snuggled firmly, securely between his beautiful mistresses, to whom he belonged totally, completely, watching them, feeling them as they slept against him.