Before I know it, Kayla’s tongue is in my mouth! She licks Nikki’s pussy juice off my lips and goes full bore into me.

God, what the fuck?

“Kiss her back, Cockhound Slut! Enjoy it!”

Oh God, this sucks. But I do it. I’m determined to please Lukas.

So I kiss Kayla. Her lips are soft, her teeth feel like they glisten by the soft swishes of my tongue inside her mouth.

My anger softens and I drift.

“Permission to move freely granted. Feel the scene. Get into it. Let yourself go!”

I move my right hand through Kayla’s long flowing blonde hair and touch her shoulder, pulling her slightly into me.

A surge of desire fires up deep inside me. God, am I actually enjoying this?

Yes! says a voice from deep within me. Yes you are!

I give in. I let go. I’m licking and kissing girls. And it’s okay. It’s super-okay. It’s fucking awesome, actually. I kiss Kayla like a lover who has known her for years. Her hand goes up to my neck, pulling her harder into me.

“Good girls, but don’t forget poor Useless Fuckhole. She’s being ignored. Don’t you think she needs some fun? Lick that pussy while kissing each other!”

Kayla looks at me and smiles. I put aside my hatred and kiss her again.

Fierce this time.

It’s amazing how much power and passion can go into a kiss with someone you hate.

She feels it too. She can’t stand me, but here we are. We have to be intimate and we both realize it and we both love it.

We then turn to Nikki’s muff, which has never been an inch from us this entire time.

I dive in, munching on the now-delicious folds. When did they get so tasty? Don’t know. Don’t care. Now I love them. I want to drink Nikki juice.

I spring up, nodding to Kayla.

She smiles and dives in. I get a charge watching a beautiful blonde girl giving sweet wet love to the pussy of a hot black girl.

I dive into Kayla’s neck and lick all the way up to her ear, sinking my tongue into the delectable white flesh.

“Cockhound Slut!” says Lukas.

Uh oh.

“How may I please you, Director?” I say.

“Cockhound Slut, why did you just lick Cowgirl Whore’s neck?”

“I’m sorry to displease you, Director.”

“Did I tell you to lick Cowgirl Whore’s neck?”

“No, Director. I’m sorry to displease you, Director.”

“I will let that slide, because you are showing an affection I like. But don’t let it happen again!”

“If it pleases you, Director.”

“For that, you will be punished.”

“Move down to Cowgirl Whore’s ass.”

Oh God, no. No, he isn’t. No, he isn’t! No! I refuse! I’m not ready for that!

“Since you like Cowgirl Whore so much, you’re going to bite her left ass cheek.”

Oh, whew, that I can handle. I thought he was going to make me . . . oh, never mind. I bite Kayla’s sweet round ass cheek.

“Do you like it?”

“If it pleases you, Director.”

“Tell me why you like it so much. Permission to speak freely.”

“It’s beautiful and round, Director.”

“Very good. Now dive into Cowgirl Whore’s pussy. Useless Fuckhole, move further up the table. Cowgirl Whore, move up with her and onto your side and lift your leg to give Cockhound Slut access to your cunt. And keep licking Useless Fuckhole to orgasm.”

“If it pleases you, Director,” Kayla and I say at the same time.

I bend over the table, ass up in the air, to get at Kayla’s pussy. After already having eaten Nikki’s pussy, Kayla’s is refreshing. Totally different taste. Wow, how can two pussies taste so totally different? This one is pungent in a completely different way. I think about what pleases me and lick her folds. I hear her moan.

“Good girls,” says Lukas, as he moves up behind me and strokes my hair while I lick and suck.

Oh God, there’s that electrical energy again. Just like when he first touched my hair at Lorena’s party.

Damn.

I’m eating the pussy of a girl, but the touch of Lukas Thorn’s hand on my hair has more effect on me.

His hand drifts down to my back. I forget that I’m licking as I feel his fingers trace lines down my spine to the top of my fully exposed ass.

God, this is so weird!

I mean, I’ve had sex before. But never have I been on display like this. Part of me is embarrassed, but another part of me loves the fact that Lukas Thorn can just look down and see my all of me fully spread.

His fingers graze across me and tap my asshole.

Oh!

Then his fingers move down and lightly stroke my folds.

Ahhhhhhhhhh!

Orgasm on deck now.

Goosebumps form all over me, a trembling shake awakening an inner surge. My pussy flushes with juice to help his fingers do their thing.

Then he pulls them out and spanks my right ass cheek.

Oh God! I giggle.

“What’s that, Cockhound Slut?”

“Sorry, Director. I mean sorry to displease you, Director.”

“I don’t think you’re sorry at all.”

He spanks my left ass cheek.

I giggle again, as waves of pleasure zap through my body.

Oh God, that was good. Why is that so good? Why do I like that so much?

Oh God.

He spanks me again, this time hard enough to get my pussy and asshole both.

“You’re a bad girl, Cockhound Slut! A very bad girl!”

Smack!

I tremble again uncontrollably. Holy fucking shit, can I come from spanking? My breathing is heavy and by pulse is a thousand miles a minute as his hand lands on my ass cheek even harder.

“You need a good spanking, you filthy dirty slut!”

Smack!

Mmmmmmmm . . . God, yes!

“You’ve been so bad . . . so so bad, you naughty . . .”

Smack!

Mmmmnnnnnnn . . .

“ . . . slutty . . .”

Smack!

Ahhhhhhhhhh . . .

“ . . . cockhound . . .”

Smack!

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh . . . .

“ . . . slut!”

Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack!

Oh.

God.

Yes.

I come.

And . . .

I . . .

Uhhhhhhhh . . .

So . . .

Good . . .

Come . . .

again . . .

Oh my fucking god, oh my fucking god, oh my fucking god.

Did I just come from getting spanked?

Yes, I did.

Twice.

Smack! Smack! Smack! He wails on my ass again.

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

And I come a third time.

Ho.

Ly.

Fuck.

Ing.

Shit.

Yes!

I think I love this.

I think I love him.

Everything stops.

The world stops its rotation.

Silence ensues all over.

I open my eyes. Didn’t even know they were closed. The world re-materializes around me. I’m still face deep in Kayla’s pussy but I hadn’t noticed. It was like I got lifted off into space there for a few intense seconds.

What the fuck? What happened?

“Up!” says Lukas. His tone is different. Cold and disinterested. “Session is over. Report to Erica at the desk.”

What the fuck? Really?

Lukas briskly walks through the door and shuts it, leaving the three of us alone again. Three very horny girls still in a position that nobody ever thought they’d be in.

We stay like that for a frozen moment, like we’re a statue. That ended way too abruptly.

“Was that it?” says Nikki, lifting her head up to look at Kayla and me.

Kayla and I glance at each other, unsure of what to say. Something happened. All the energy suddenly dropped out of the room and nobody seems to know how or why.

Why did he stop? What bothered him? Something made him snap and stop. What was it? What the fuck happened?

“Uhm, I don’t know,” I say, suddenly aware of the awkwardness of the situation.

Without Lukas, we are directionless. We are nothing.

The cowgirl whose neck I licked in a frenzy of passion resumes her distrustful stare. Nikki gets up off the table and folds her arms across her breasts, covering herself even though her dripping snatch is still on full display.