A Night of Passion
The three slaves kneel panting by the bedside, each moving up and down rhythmically. Between each of their legs is a dildo, stuck to the floor and now drenched with their juices. Their slim bodies twisting and writhing while being impaled by them. The puddles beneath them were an inconvenience, but since I would have to clean the room soon anyway, I decided it didn’t matter. Kneeling on the bed, my erection throbbing with purpose, I call Sofia up onto the mattress. As she crawls up eagerly, the dildo pulls roughly out of her moist pussy. Sofia has always enjoyed that pain and trembles slightly as it happens. I like that about her. The others girls moan as they watch her go, both in jealousy and anticipation. They know that tonight is a night with …