Harem House Chapter 42 Part 4

Katelyn cracked the bathroom door open and “psst” for help. Kat rose before Kelly could remove the laptop from her lap, and she blocked the doorway with her body as she helped Katelyn put the final touches on her costume. It wasn’t terribly elaborate, and she couldn’t put the finishing touches on her makeup until they left the bus, but she was more or less together by the time she exited the bathroom. 

Kat returned to her seat, and Katelyn stood near the pole, holding onto it for stability as she nervously stepped between the seats. She waited for Arthur to turn and see her. Mindy was currently in his lap, making out with him. The others turned to see her first, with Maria, Kelly, Kat, Selene, and Jen expressing their approval with smiling eyes. 

Naturally, Rani was the first to draw everyone’s attention to her with a wolf whistle. “Damn, Pet! You look cute as fuck!” 

Katelyn’s cheeks glowed pink with blush as she looked down at her outfit. Her hands fluttered with nerves as she smoothed out the thin fabric of the dress she wore as Arthur turned to see her. She didn’t know Arthur very well yet, but they were dating, and this was one of those nerve-wracking moments showing off an outfit she really liked to her new boyfriend to see what he thought of it. She hoped he liked it. 

Her entire ensemble bloomed in hues of pink, evoking peonies with white accents throughout. She’d tied her brunette hair up into a Tinkerbell bun. Pink eye shadow complemented her dress, as did the stud earrings she wore in her lobes. Each was a six-petal flower of pink sapphires surrounding a white sapphire at its core, all encased in silver and encrusted with tiny white sapphires along the edges of each pink petal. 

The dress began low on her chest, with spaghetti straps over her shoulders. The thin, sundress fabric clung to her flat, slender torso, accentuating her feminine features—her tiny waist and small, practically non-existent breasts. The top split open between her breasts to reveal the skin of her flat stomach beneath. String laces crossed the widening gap like shoelaces, tied into a cute bow at the top of her skirt. The off-the-shoulder sleeves were transparent, covering but not hiding her arms from the mid-bicep to the mid-forearm.

The puffy tulle skirt was minuscule, flaring from her waist and ending just below her groin. Her long, coltish legs were bare, disappearing under her skirt and stretching to her low-heeled shoes, which were also pink. Pink flowers wrapped around the dress in embroidered vines, adding a layer of decoration that paled in comparison to the pink fairy wings strapped to her back. 

“Wow!” Arthur said. “You look like a fairy out of a storybook.” 

“Ridiculously cute,” Kelly said. 

“Yes!” Mindy said, standing from Arthur’s lap as she offered Katelyn a high five. “Now you’re the cute one! I’ve finally graduated to sexy.” 

“Cute is sexy, isn’t it?” Mark asked, confused. 

“He doesn’t get it,” Mindy said, defiant as she gestured for Katelyn to take her seat on Arthur’s lap. 

“I’m not sure I do either,” Katelyn said, chuckling. “But thanks.” 

Katelyn stood before Arthur, glancing beside him where Mark and Brad played Tekken, and on his other side, where Rani sat, snapping a picture of Katelyn with her phone. Mindy sat beside Rani, with Selene and Jen a few seats down. 

“Can I sit in your lap?” Katelyn asked. 

“Of course,” Arthur said, patting his thigh. 

There wasn’t room for Katelyn’s legs if she sat sideways, so she did the most obvious thing and planted a knee on either side of Arthur’s thighs, spreading her legs as she straddled him, and closing her eyes as she nestled herself against him, her arms around his neck. 

“You like my outfit?” Katelyn asked. 

“It’s stunning, and the wings are a nice touch,” Arthur said, sliding the transparent material of her wings between his fingers. 

Katelyn blushed, kissing him as he held her in his lap with his hands holding her hips. Relief at his approval mingled with the pleasure of the kiss, and her heart fluttered like fairy wings. 

The rest of the party bus continued their activities. Mark offered his controller to whoever wanted to play next, and Maria took him up on it. Brad and Maria started their match (Yoshimitsu vs Panda). Rani and Mindy began discussing D&D and what kind of character Mindy might want to make on the app on Rani’s phone. 

“Can I play a witch?” Mindy asked. 

“I think you might enjoy a sorceress,” Rani said. “They’re charismatic, like you.” 

Jen left the back of the bus to sit closer to Brad, taking the seat across from him. Selene moved across from Rani and Mindy, joining their conversation. Kelly returned her attention to her laptop, which left Kat with her book. 

Katelyn gave a soft squeak as Excalibur grew beneath her. Arthur’s bulge hardened and pressed against her. The friction and motion of the bus added to the contact to draw heat into her loins, melting her as she rubbed against him. Arthur shifted uncomfortably. 

“Are you okay?” Katelyn whispered. 

“Yeah, there’s just not a lot of stretch in the briefs under the loincloth,” Arthur explained. “Erections are uncomfortable.” 

“Am I turning you on?” Katelyn asked. 

“Well, yeah,” Arthur said, as if it were an obvious answer. “Between the outfit, the skin you’re showing, the cute way you smile when you blush, you straddling me, and our making out, I’m bound to find the briefs uncomfortable.” 

Katelyn glanced around. Everyone in the bus was busy with their own activities, and Arthur making out with the woman on his lap seemed bland and uninteresting compared to the novelty of a party bus, a video game, D&D prep, planning the day’s schedule, or a good book. 

Katelyn leaned forward, pressing her lips as close to Arthur’s ear as she could, her torso pressing against his and exacerbating his discomfort. “Want me to take care of it for you?” Katelyn asked. 

Arthur raised an eyebrow. “Are you asking to play?” He whispered back. 

Katelyn lifted her face away and pulled back slightly, nodding her approval. 

“You remember your safewords?” Arthur asked, earning them a glance from Rani beside them. 

Katelyn nodded. “Yes, Sir. Red light to stop, yellow to slow down.” 

“Good girl,” Arthur said, and warmth bloomed over Katelyn’s body as she squeezed his legs with hers in appreciation. 

“Oh, you like it when I call you a good girl?” Arthur asked rhetorically. 

“Yes, Sir,” Katelyn whispered. 

“And how would you like to take care of this for me, like a good girl?” Arthur asked, issuing both a challenge and his consent. “Should I carry you into the bathroom?” 

Warmth flooded Katelyn’s body at the thought, but no. There was no room in the bathroom, and she didn’t mind showing off with the harem. There was no shame among the girls, and their guests apparently approved of watching Selene and Arthur together. 

Katelyn reached between them, lifting the flap of his loincloth. The bulge beneath was tight, and the leathery fabric wasn’t loose enough to slide, even after she hooked her fingers under it and pulled. Surrendering to the unyielding material, Katelyn’s fingers slid upward, rubbing him on the outside and herself with her wrist. 

Arthur swallowed, and she watched the flex of his jaw tighten. The muscles in his jaw clenched, but he didn’t stop her. 

Katelyn used her other hand to unclasp his belt, letting the loincloth slide down. He lifted his hips without difficulty, raising her in the process. She braced herself on his shoulder, with only a momentary flashback of riding the bull running through her mind. 

Selene, seeing what they were doing, pulled a shawl from her backpack and slid it under him. He gave her a wink and lowered his hips again, now free of the loincloth as it settled around his thighs.

Katelyn’s eyes fluttered as he pressed against her beneath her skirt, sliding into the waistband of her dress. The warmth of his cock added to the warmth of her body as she rocked her hips and closed her eyes. 

She raised herself, standing on her knees for a moment as she shifted. Arthur slid into a more reclined position, letting her position herself directly over him. She lifted the front of her skirt to him, showing him that despite the shortness of the skirt, she wasn’t wearing any panties. Her hairless, pretty pink pussy hovered an inch over his cock. Her pussy lips were slick with arousal, and she wrapped her hand around his shaft as she positioned herself to slide onto him. 

Arthur nodded, and she lowered herself an inch, taking his tip into herself. He split her open, filling her in ways that made her mind go numb as more and more of him impaled her. Another inch, and another. Her tight tunnel was wet enough to take him, but the stretch to accommodate his size threatened to shatter her. She shivered, not from cold, but from pure overwhelming sensation. She squeezed his shoulder, and he stopped her descent, holding her aloft so she hovered over him. Her eyes clenched shut, and her bottom lip sucked into the corner of her mouth. 

“Take your time,” Arthur said, his voice low, quiet, and steady. “That’s a good girl.” 

Katelyn swallowed and squeezed him inside her, flooding her body with pleasure as the unyielding intrusion pressed every nerve in her body at once. She did it again, and again, loosening herself to take another inch, until the puffy flared hem of her mini skirt tickled his thighs. Their modesty preserved, she paused again, holding onto Arthur for dear life. 

Arthur squeezed her in his hands, but didn’t move or force himself farther into her. He let her grow comfortable with him, even as he clenched his jaw to deal with the overwhelming pleasure her body gave him. “You’re so tight,” Arthur whispered, sliding his hand under her skirt. 

At first, Katelyn didn’t understand what he meant to do, but she soon caught on as his thumb swept over her clit. 

Her body clenched his cock within her at the contact, and Arthur took a deep breath in response, not in frustration or annoyance, but in bracing pleasure. 

Katelyn closed her eyes again, reveling in the bliss of him filling her. She wanted more, of course, but she didn’t want to draw undue attention. Even now, Mindy, Selene, Rani, and Kelly had their eyes on her and Arthur. 

Brad and Maria were too busy playing Tekken to notice. Mark and Jen were being polite and not drawing attention to it. 

She did her best to cut out the outside world, ignoring the sounds of Tekken combat to focus on her and Arthur’s breathing, the slow, heavy breaths coming almost in sync with each other. 

“Are they–?” Maria’s question required no answer as she and the others realized what Arthur and Katelyn were doing. She’d passed her controller to Jen, who was beating the pants off Brad in a match. “Damn, right in front of us?” 

Katelyn’s eyes shot open. “Is that not okay? I thought last night you guys–” 

“It’s fine,” Maria said, assuring her. “I was just teasing you, well, mainly Arthur. The guy can’t keep it in his loincloth, at least not where any other woman is concerned.” 

“Hey, this wasn’t my idea,” Arthur said. “It was her idea, I’m just the beneficiary of her brilliance.” 

The group had a small laugh at that, now that everyone knew what was going on. 

“We can stop if it's bothering anyone,” Arthur said. “We're not trying to make anyone uncomfortable.”

“Who's uncomfortable?” Maria asked, letting the question hang in the air. No one raised their hand or spoke up. 

“Yeah, Bro, don't worry. We know our safewords.” Mark said, which sent another chuckle through the group.

Brad and Jen returned to their game, Maria kept her eyes on Arthur, watching the gentle, careful way he and Katelyn fucked. Arthur was letting her adjust to him, not plowing into her with a brutality befitting his costume like he and Selene had done the night before. 

“I guess you’re all into exhibitionism?” Mark asked. 

Kelly shook her head. “No, not all of us. I mean, I’m not opposed to it, but it depends on the audience. I’d rather it was the harem, or people I didn’t know.” 

“Not your friends?” Maria asked, surprised. 

“Well, the idea of Brad seeing me naked, or me seeing him naked, is just weird,” Kelly said. “Not to mention him seeing me do some of the things we've done. We’re friends, and it’d be uncomfortable for both of us, I think.” 

“I barely know any of you except for Kat and Kelly,” Katelyn said, gasping as she took more of him. “So it’s all the same to me.” 

“Not to make you uncomfortable,” Braid said, not turning to look at Kelly or Katelyn as he kept his eyes on the game. “But uh, I saw your boobs last night.” 

Kelly blushed and looked away. 

“Is it weird if I compliment them?” Brad asked. 

Kelly’s face threatened to turn a shade of red reserved for tomatoes, superhero capes, and her own pale Irish skin after two hours in the sun unprotected. 

“Oh come on, you know you have great tits,” Rani said. “You're proud of your body and have every right to be. Don't let shame in here just because it's somebody you see every day telling you the obvious. No shame in the harem, and no shame on the party bus. It’s not allowed.”

That made a few people chuckle. 

“Even I think you're hot, Kelly. Objectively speaking,” Kat said, not looking up from her book. 

Kelly coughed, looking down as she said, “Thank you.” 

Katelyn let out a soft, jagged moan as she reached her limit. Heavy, controlled breathing left her lungs as she tightened her grip on Arthur's shoulder. “Holy fucking shit.”

“That's ten spanks for the jar,” Kelly said, clicking her tongue at Katelyn. 

“What jar is this again?” Jen asked. 

“Swear jar,” Kelly said. “Katelyn is a bit of a potty mouth, or used to be. So she and I set up a swear jar system to help her be more mindful.” 

“Why? For religious reasons?” Jen asked. 

Kelly laughed, high and melodic, but shook her head. “No, for career aspirations. She's in elementary Ed, she can't be teaching little kids four-letter words before their parents do.” 

“Oh, that makes sense,” Jen said, nodding. 

“Recently, we've switched from a dollar a swear to five spanks a swear. She's been racking up debt ever since.” 

“Ooo,” Maria cooed. “How many spanks does she owe? Can we watch? It was super hot watching Master Arthur spank Slut last night.” 

“Sure,” Katelyn said, answering for herself. “I don't mind. Might be kinda hot.” 

“You want your spankings now?” Arthur asked. “Are you sure?” 

Katelyn nodded, swallowing her fear. “How many do I owe?” She asked, looking back at Kelly.

“That puts us up to twelve swears by my count, so sixty,” Kelly said. “Thirty each cheek?”

Mindy gave a low whistle and giggled. “You're not gonna do much sittin’ today!” 

Katelyn blushed slightly, but leaned forward and clung to Arthur, letting him move his arm behind her, even as she squeezed his dick lodged inside of her. 

Arthur released a heavy exhale. With his left hand, he lifted her skirt, presenting her cute butt to the rest of the bus. 

Brad and Jen finished their match and moved to the other side to get a better view. Maria’s hand wandered into Mark’s lap. Jen glanced at Brad’s lap, but didn’t move for it yet. Kelly closed her laptop and put it away. Rani and Mindy moved to the other side of the bus for a better view. Selene slid closer to Arthur and Katelyn. Kat continued reading her book. 

“Ready?” Arthur asked, his voice deep and low. It tingled Katelyn’s spine, making her clench around his cock before she turned her head and kissed his cheek.

“Yes, Master.” 

“You know why I’m punishing you, Pet?” Arthur asked. 

“For using naughty words,” Katelyn said, her voice small and fragile. “You’re helping me train myself to be better.” 

Arthur kissed her. “Good girl.” 

“Thank you, Sir.” 

“Let’s begin,” Arthur said, and Katelyn nodded. “Count each one for me, okay?” 

“Yes, Sir,” Katelyn said. 

Arthur struck her lightly on the ass, sending a dull clap through the bus. 

Katelyn took a deep breath. “One.” She shuddered. The impact hadn’t stung as much as she thought it would, but receiving a spanking while he was deep inside her was a new experience. The impact reverberated through her, and any attempt to brace her ass cheeks against the impending punishment only tightened her internal grip on his cock, which drove flutters of pleasure through both of them. 

Each strike brought pleasure and pain in equal measure, pain from the impact, and pleasure from the pulse of his dick inside her, vibrating with the blow. She wondered which would last longer, the sting of the spanking or the euphoria of her inevitable orgasm. She didn’t know how many times she’d cum if she had to endure sixty of them. 

Arthur smacked her other cheek, letting his hand linger after the impact to reduce the sting. He rubbed both cheeks, warming them even more than the spanks had. 

“Two,” Katelyn counted. She clung to him for support and to help her endure. She couldn’t cum in front of everyone before he reached ten. That would be embarrassing. The shame of her exposure and her punishment, in front of her friends, and her boyfriend’s friends, was nearly too much to bear. Yet, somehow, she felt as if she were being courageous, and pride bloomed in her chest as her nipples stiffened, tenting the fabric of her pretty dress. No shame on the bus, as Rani said, it wasn’t allowed. 

–smack– “Three…” 

–smack– “Four...” 

–smack– “Five...”

–smack– “Six...” 

–smack– “Seven...” 

–smack– “Eight...” 

–smack– “Nine...” 

–smack– “Ten...” 

Arthur continued spanking her, one cheek at a time. Each strike sent a clap through the bus, with the blows making her squeeze his cock hard enough to snap it off by the time he reached ten. Each impact made her clench, adding to the vibrations of the blow passing through her. Every time, Arthur would hold his hand in the air, waiting for her to unclench. As soon as she did, the next spank landed. 

“How are you doing, Pet?” Arthur asked, whispering in her ear as he rubbed her cheeks one at a time. 

“Hmm?” Katelyn asked, not anticipating a question in place of the next spanking. “I'm good, thank you, sir.”

“Wow, you're so different with Katelyn than you were with Selene,” Maria said. She had her hands in Mark's lap, stroking him through his trousers. He had his hand in her lap, returning the favor by rubbing her over her skirt. “You're so gentle and tender. Last night, you were like this wild, unbridled storm. This morning, you're like a gentle giant, a cuddly teddy bear she's humping.” 

“Give the guy a break. He's probably exhausted, and it's super early.” Brad said, cutting in as Jen’s hand disappeared under the cape he had wrapped around him. 

Arthur rolled his eyes. “Pet isn’t Slut,” he explained. “I know that Katelyn doesn’t enjoy her spankings the same way. Spanking is actually a punishment for her, though hopefully I’m mitigating that somewhat with my uh…” 

“With your giant cock shoved into her tight little snatch?” Rani supplied.

“Yeah,” Arthur said.

“Well, you’re fucking her gently too, where was all this gentle giant stuff with Selene?” Maria asked. 

“Slut prefers brutality,” Arthur said. “And she can take it. Katelyn is much more fragile.”

“Because she's skinny?” Maria asked. The undertone in her question made Katelyn frown. She couldn't help her metabolism. Not even Kelly’s nutritional expertise had gained her more than a few pounds that went almost exclusively to her butt. And couldn’t they shut up and let her play with her boyfriend? She supposed she should be grateful for the reprieve her ass was getting, but she couldn’t help the rising annoyance at Maria’s probing. 

“Because she’s recovering from an injury,” Arthur said. “And don't hold her physique against her. Now be quiet, or we can stop and continue this later in private.”

“Yes, Master Arthur,” Maria mimed locking her lips and throwing away the key with her free hand. 

Arthur lifted his hips slightly, and Katelyn immediately shuddered and exhaled. She wanted to curse again, not from pain, but the sudden influx of overwhelming pleasure. He'd defended her without even thinking about it, and reminded her with one subtle move of his hips that he appreciated her. 

“Thank you, Sir,” Katelyn said. “But, you could go a little harder, if you wanted to, with the spanks. I’m not that fragile, and I need to learn my lesson, right?”

Arthur smiled at her, and Katelyn's pulse quickened as he raised his arm behind her for another spanking. 

–Smack– “Oh. Eleven.” 

Starting after the sting from the tenth spank faded meant losing some of the warm-up he’d done to prepare her for more brutal spankings. Despite requesting it, the harder spank came as a surprise. 

–Smack– “F–Twelve.”

–Smack– “Thirteen.” 

–Smack– “Fourteen.” 

–Smack– “Fifteen.” 

–Smack– “Sixteen.” 

–Smack– “Seventeen.” 

–Smack– “Eighteen.” 

–Smack– “Nineteen.” 

–Smack– “Twenty.” 

Her cheeks glowed a healthy pink after the twentieth spanking, where his hand landed sharply with each strike. The balance of impact versus sting seemed to shift as he went along, more impact on eleven, and more sting on twenty.

“Thank you, Sir,” Katelyn said, her breath coming in quick, shuddering gasps between blows. She’d been squeezing him the entire time, holding onto him with her hands on his shoulders, her eyes screwed shut, and her mouth tight as she counted the blows. 

The eyes behind her became a palpable presence on her backside, adding a pink hue of embarrassment to her face as her aroused expression hovered inches from Arthur’s. 

“We’re not done yet,” Arthur said, his words full of warning. 

“Twenty-one.” –SMack– “Oh!” The twenty-first blow was even harder than before, and it drove her forward in his lap, pushing her against his dick impaling her from below, and grinding her clit against him. 

“May I, uh, rub myself, Sir?” Katelyn asked, eager to scratch the itch building in her clit. 

“No,” Arthur answered with patience heavy in his voice. “Absolutely not. This is a punishment, remember, Pet? You do not have permission to cum during this.”

“But–” Katleyn protested. 

“He said no, Pet.” Kelly’s voice was full of lust when she said it, her breathing heavy, and the others seemed to notice it too. “Listen to your Master.” 

“Yes, Mistress,” Katelyn said, not seeing Kelly’s momentary frown at her response. 

Arthur interrupted the back and forth by striking again, making Katelyn jerk in surprise. The sudden movement flooded her with arousal as his cock throbbed inside her. She clawed her fingers over his shoulders, her nails barely dented his flesh but made crisp white arcs on his firm, round shoulders. 

“Twenty-two,” Katelyn said, keeping the count despite her many distractions. 

Arthur followed with another blow, and another, driving her higher as she raised herself slightly with each spank. 

–SMack– “Twenty-three.” 

–SMack– “Twenty-four.” 

–SMack– “Twenty-five.” 

–SMack– “Twenty-six.” 

–SMack– “Twenty-seven.” 

Rising with each spank, she was almost off his cock when Arthur gripped her hips and pulled her down, thrusting himself into her past the point she’d been before. 

“OH!” Katelyn yelled, grabbing him. “AH! FFFFFF—” 

The momentary panic on Arthur’s face almost broke the spell, but the overwhelming pleasure of the sudden thrust was enough to ignite her insides. She exploded internally, quivering and shaking with her orgasm ripping through her. She tensed, and Arthur grimaced in concentration as her body smashed his cock from every direction. She wanted him to explode inside her. As full as she felt, she wanted more of him, all of him, inside her. 

Instead, Arthur caught his breath and held Katelyn by her hips, letting her rest her head on the cushion behind him over his shoulder as she came down from her orgasm. He rubbed her back, moving his fingertips in light, gentle circles that made her feel safe and delicate in his arms. 

“Good job with not cussing and adding to your count,” Arthur said. “But now I’ll have to come up with another punishment for cumming without permission.” 

“Sorry, Master,” Katelyn said. “It’s just, with you inside me, I couldn’t not.” She giggled at the double-negative, which made her insides flutter against his rigid length still buried in her. “Oh, that felt weird,” She said, and chuckled again. “I like it.” 

“You still have more to go,” Arthur said, his voice soothing as he let the hand rubbing her back wander lower, reaching under her tulle skirt once more. “Ready?” 

Katelyn nodded. “Yes, Sir.” 

Arthur pinned her skirt to her waist with one hand and spanked her with the other. 

–smack– “Twenty-eight.” 

–smack– “Twenty-nine.” 

–Smack– “Thirty.” 

“Halfway there,” Arthur said, encouraging her. “That’s a good girl.” 

–Smack– “Thirty-one.” 

–SMack– “Thirty-two.” 

–SMack– “Thirty-three.” 

–SMack– “Thirty-four.” 

–SMack– “Thirty-five.” 

–SMAck– “Thirty-six!” 

–SMAck– “Thirty-seven!” 

–SMAck– “Thirty-eight!” 

–SMAck– “Thirty-nine!”

–SMAck– “Forty!”

The world around them faded away somewhere around the halfway mark. She’d started self-conscious and embarrassed that the others were watching her spanking, seeing her ass (her only attractive feature as far as she was concerned) bared to their view. The idea was more arousing as an idea than a reality, but she’d been brave and saw it through.

The orgasm helped galvanize her. It didn’t matter if Maria was critical of her body, or if Mindy saw cute as somehow worse than sexy. Arthur liked her, and goddamn did he feel good inside of her, so long as he didn’t force himself any further. She couldn’t take all of him today, and he didn’t push her beyond her limits or nag her for things she didn’t want. 

All she cared about was making it through the spanking. Showing the others she could take it, and that she was stronger than she looked. Then, somewhere along the way, she’d stopped worrying about that, and only worried about the next number in the count, the next strike of her boyfriend’s hand on her ass, and the next pulse of his cock deep within her pussy. 

“How are you doing, Pet?” Arthur asked. 

“Hm?” Katelyn asked, confusion suffusing her thoughts as she blinked her eyes open to see Arthur staring at her. 

She kissed him, pressing her lips against his and sliding her tongue into his mouth. He responded by meeting her tongue with his and quickly wrestling it, and her, into submission. She moaned into the kiss and rolled her hips, grinding against him and feeling his cock stretch every inch of her insides. Unintelligible moans of pleasure were better than curse words. Mistress and Master couldn’t punish her for those. 

–SMACk– “Forty-one!” She cried, releasing the kiss with a gasp as she clenched and tightened her hold on him. 

Every time he increased the force of his spanking, Katelyn realized how enormous the gulf between their physical strength was. She was riding Hercules, sculpted from stone, with strength enough to break her and tear her apart if he wanted. Instead, he used his strength to hold her, comfort her, guide her, protect her, and look out for her when other men had only looked out for themselves. 

No wonder Kat and Kelly loved this man. She’d been interested in his looks, and the kink, sure, but even in the middle of arguably the harshest spanking she’d received, the butterflies in her stomach took flight. Here was a man who would take care of her. 

–SMACk– “Forty-two!”

–SMACk– “Forty-three!”

–SMACk– “Forty-four!”

–SMACk– “Forty-five!”

–SMACk– “Forty-six!”

–SMACk– “Forty-seven!”

–SMACk– “Forty-eight!”

–SMACk– “Forty-nine!”

–SMACk– “Fifty!”

“Almost there, Pet. You’re doing so well!” Arthur said, though his voice sounded far away through the haze of lust and pleasure overwhelming every sense. 

Her ass burned in the air. The faint pink glow from the early spanks had deepened to a crimson beyond any ordinary blush. She assumed this was old hat to Arthur, but to her, this was only the second time, or maybe the third? She had to wonder if it would get old one day. If the feelings of lust and bliss would fade with the handprints on her behind. 

Then Arthur continued his blows, and all thought ceased. Her counting aloud was the only sound in the bus beyond the spanks themselves, and each number cried gave her some release from the impact and the pleasure that had turned her pussy into a trembling, molten flood of arousal. 

–SMACK– “Fifty-one!” 

–SMACK– “Fifty-two!” 

–SMACK– “Fifty-three!” 

–SMACK– “Fifty-four!” 

–SMACK– “Fifty-five!” 

–SMACK– “Fifty-six!” 

–SMACK– “Fifty-seven!” 

–SMACK– “Fifty-eight!”

–SMACK– “Fifty-nine!” 

–SMACK– “Sixty!”

With the final blow, Katelyn’s clenched pussy ground against Arthur’s dick, rolling her hips forward in relief as she threw her arms around him. 

Arthur caught her, holding her in his arms against his bare chest as he exploded inside her, and sent her so far over the edge of pleasure she lost track of herself. Her throat burned from the scream that left her lips, but she didn’t care. Her body jerked and twitched, spasming in different ways as he filled and overflowed her.

Her Sir lifted her from him, letting himself slide free from her. Still, he held her, cradling her in his arms as she caught her breath and curled against him. Below her, Selene swallowed his cock, cleaning it and sucking for the last drops of his cum. 

“Holy shit,” Maria said, breaking the silence after it settled over everyone in the bus. “That was super fucking hot, too!” 

Rani’s laughter floated through the bus. “We can’t help it. The Master of our Harem knows how to heat things up, that’s for sure.” 

“And the girls in our harem know how to please him,” Mindy said. “And each other.” She sucked her fingers into her mouth, cleaning Rani’s juices from her index and middle fingers. They’d been fingering each other as they watched. 

Jen’s head had disappeared under Brad’s cloak at one point, missing the finale of the spankings but preventing Brad from making a mess all over his costume. She slid out from under the cloak and winked at him as she daintily wiped her mouth. He patted her head and kissed her cheek.

Maria had done the same for Mark partway through, and she’d nearly torn his arm off when her orgasm struck. The bus smelled of sex now, but no one complained. Well, almost no one. 

Kat sighed as she stood up and walked toward the bathroom. “I guess I’ll get changed. I’ll see if they have any air freshener spray while I’m in there,” She said before she closed the bathroom door behind her. 

Selene retook her seat after helping Arthur cover himself with his loincloth. He kept Katelyn sideways in his arms, cradling her as she rested her head against his shoulder and pec. She rested her hand against his chest, her eyes open but blissful as he cuddled her. 

Arthur nodded toward the water bottles he’d brought earlier, and Selene dove for them. She plucked one from the case, opened it, and offered it to him. He took a sip, drinking two gulps as Selene tilted the bottle for him. After his sips, he nodded toward Katelyn. 

Katelyn blinked, then accepted a drink. Selene set the bottle against her lips, then tilted it, letting her swallow a gulp of water that breathed life into her veins. It was refreshing despite its bland, room-temperature flavor. 

Katelyn shifted in his lap to get more comfortable and curled tighter, not caring if it gave Rani a view up her skirt. 

“Good girl,” Arthur said, and Katelyn shivered. 

The others recovered from the scene bit by bit in the silence, until Mindy stood up and started the karaoke machine. Immediate galvanization from every member of the theater club shifted the energy in the bus, and Mindy started flipping through the song options. 

Maria, Mark, Brad, and Arthur kept track of which songs they might want to search for or sing as titles floated through their heads. Katelyn could see it in Arthur’s eyes, the brightness and joy of his love for performing shining through. 

She nearly giggled, but moved to stand instead. Arthur stopped her. “How's your butt?” He asked. “Do you need lotion?” 

Katelyn shrugged, then winced as her bad shoulder reminded her not to do that. She stood and turned, lifting her skirt so that Arthur could inspect for himself. A healthy red bloom spread evenly across both her ass cheeks, making her butt stand out in the surrounding pink fabric. 

“No breaks in the skin, and no abrasions,” Arthur said, sweeping his thumb over her cheek, which made her close her eyes. “Do we have any ice packs?” He asked the group at large. 

Kelly shook her head and pointed to the floor, where they’d packed the majority of their luggage in the luggage compartments. 

“I’m not sitting on an ice pack,” Katelyn said, chuckling. “You go ahead and do Karaoke, I’m gonna stand for a while, or sit with Mistress.”

“It’s just Kelly, or Wifey, for now,” Kelly said, speaking up after Arthur glanced in her direction. “I’m… I don’t want to make a big deal of it, but I’m not feeling up to the Mistress role right now.” 

“What? Why?” Rani asked. “Because of what happened with Lynn last night? We already discussed that.” 

“I just need a break,” Kelly said, not elaborating in a way that was clearly intentional and made everyone but Rani back down. 

“Don’t be a coward,” Rani said. “You’re a great Mistress, and you love it, don’t deny it because you made one mistake when you were starting.” 

Kelly looked surprised. 

“She kinda has a point,” Katelyn said, speaking up to intercede before Kelly and Rani could lock horns. She did her best to walk to the pole without falling over, which proved difficult since Arthur left her with all the steadiness of a newborn fawn. She made it to the pole and grabbed onto it for dear life, even as several hands rose to help her steady herself. 

“Even I fuck up sometimes. Like when we tried race play,” Arthur said, gesturing toward Rani, who shrugged. 

“That was more Thalia than you, I think.” Rani said, “But he’s right, even our King and Master isn’t perfect. So don’t be so hard on yourself.” 

Kelly sighed. “I just need a break from being the Mistress, okay? At least for a little while?” 

“Okay,” Rani said. “But if this becomes a thing, that means I’ll have to step up and become the mistress of the harem, and trust me, nobody wants that. I’m a tyrant waiting to happen.” 

“Instead of a dark lord, we shall have a queen!” Selene said, unable to restrain her words when the reference sprang to mind. 

Mindy giggled, and the rest of the bus joined in, lightening the mood. 

“Okay, I picked my song!” Mindy said, holding a wireless microphone. “Does anyone know the artist Blackpink?” 

Katelyn raised her hand, but no one else did. 

“You know K-Pop?” Mindy asked, excited. 

“Uh, yeah,” Katelyn said. “My parents are in the music business, so I listen to a lot of different artists,” Katelyn said. “I know some of their songs, I think. The English parts, anyway, I don’t speak Korean.”

“I’ve heard of them, and I might’ve heard one or two of their songs before, but I’m not that familiar with them,” Selene said, throwing herself into the mix. 

“Okay, you can sing with me! The chorus for this one is in English!” Mindy said as she pressed play. 

Music filled the bus. Mindy knew the words without needing to look at the phonetic Korean or the English translation on the screen. The music video played behind her, and, much to Katelyn’s surprise, Mindy was able to do the choreography, dancing like an amateur but loving every minute of it. 

Everyone watched, smiling and clapping when the song finished and Mindy entered the final pose. Katelyn joined the applause with one arm looped around the pole. She wondered how many strippers had used this thing, and whether Selene or Arthur would before the weekend was out. 

Mindy offered the mic to Katelyn, who shook her head. Mark took it so he and Maria could sing a duet. Embarrassment at putting on a show was fine when she had a dick buried in her to balance things out, but singing on a stage? She’d leave that to the enthusiasts. 

Kat stepped out of the bathroom in her costume, temporarily drawing the attention away from the fun. 

Arthur gave a low whistle of appreciation. The outfit matched his Tarzan costume in its simplicity and sexiness, especially on Kat’s curvy frame. Her short, cropped blonde hair cascaded in waves on either side of her face. Her makeup was minimal, but effective at enhancing her natural features. She had two earrings dangling from her ears, each in the shape of a white claw or bone, whose conical base sharpened to a fine point as it passed her jaw. 

The top was a brown bra with a single shoulder strap. Two inches of cleavage rested above the line of material that slashed across her chest to show off some sideboob before it wrapped around her body. The bottom of the bra was tattered and cut into sharp points, making it look as if it had been torn by use in the jungle. She was, after all, the jungle version of Jane from Jane and Tarzan. 

The bottoms were a mini skirt in the same fashion, a seamless brown faux animal skin that dipped in tatters over the tops of her thighs. She tugged the hemline down slightly, but the material didn’t stretch, nor did it budge. It covered her and preserved her modesty, but only because she was careful about how she moved. Her stride was short, and she didn’t hurry as she stepped out of the bathroom and held onto the pole with Katelyn for balance. 

“Please tell me you’ve reevaluated your sexuality and you’re ready to get it on because damn, gurl! I want to shove my face between those thighs.” Rani licked her lips. 

Kat laughed. “Give it up, Rani. This snack is for Arthur only.” She made a V gesture with her hands, pointing at her vagina. 

The girls laughed, and Arthur smiled at her, which made Kat blush and look away. 

“Better hold onto that pole then,” Arthur said, standing up and adjusting his loincloth. 

“No,” Kat said, wagging her finger. “I have to wear this all day. You’ll ruin my makeup! You’ll–Ah!” 

Kat nearly fell backward as Arthur jumped forward like Tarzan and landed in front of her, startling her. He caught her, and her held her suspended in the air for a moment until he picked her up, scooping her legs up and carrying her to a seat where he sat with her in his lap and kissed her. 

Kat kicked and smacked his chest playfully, with no threat of doing any damage, ceasing all movement as they kissed. She relaxed into the kiss, keeping her arm around Arthur’s shoulders as she sat sideways across his lap, her legs crossed even as her skirt rode up to reveal a barely matching thong. 

“Tarzan isn’t tired from blasting into Tinkerbell over here?” Maria asked, incredulous as she gestured at Katelyn, who looked offended. 

“I mean, I’m closer to Rosetta, but okay,” Katelyn said as she shifted how she was standing. 

“Who?” Brad asked. 

“Rosetta,” Katelyn said, as if everyone should know the name. “From the Tinkerbell–you know what? Never mind.” She said, shaking her head. “You don’t get the reference, it’s okay.” 

Selene was the last to change, and she headed into the bathroom after a brief, whispered conversation with Rani, who gave Selene her backpack. 

Mark and Maria sang a duet Katelyn didn’t recognize from a Broadway show she’d heard of, but hadn’t seen. It was a lovely song, but the Scarlet Pimpernel wasn’t that familiar a show. She was more familiar with musicals that had also been movies. 

Next, Brad performed a song for Jen, singing "All I Ask of You" from The Phantom of the Opera. 

Rani, at Mindy’s pestering encouragement and insistence, sang the Bradley Cooper part of “Shallow,” while Mindy took over singing the Lady Gaga part and harmonizing. 

“Wow! You can sing!” Maria said. “I mean, the Blackpink song was good, but you were really good at that one, too! Have you ever thought about doing theater?” 

Mindy giggled and shook her head. “No, it’s just fun. I’d be no good at all the memorizing.” 

Rani chuckled. “You could do it.” She said, kissing Mindy’s cheek and taking her seat. Rani’s singing hadn’t been bad either, at least Katelyn didn’t think so. Neither she nor Mindy had the professional quality to their voices that Maria possessed, but she wasn’t about to say that either. 

Arthur asked Kat if she wanted to sing, and Kat answered by kissing him to shut him up. 

“Come on, it’s your turn!” Maria said, passing the mic to Katelyn. 

Katelyn smiled awkwardly. “I’m not a singer, really.” 

“No shame on the bus!” Rani yelled. “Screech all you want, we’ll support you!” 

“No, no, thanks,” Katelyn said, passing the mic to Kelly. 

“I mean, Arthur pulled your skirt up and spanked you while you rode him like a bitch in heat, and you’re worried we’ll judge you for not being a professional vocalist?” Rani asked, surprised. “Pet, it’s Karaoke, being bad at it is part of the fun.” 

“I’ll sing something,” Kelly said. “If they have it.” 

Katelyn appreciated Kelly’s coming to her rescue more than she could say. Rani made some very crude but persuasive arguments, but Katelyn really didn’t want to sing in front of anyone. Especially Arthur. She’d heard the man’s voice before, and knew how much the performing arts meant to him. She’d only embarrass herself and make him realize that she had no place among his greatest passions in life. 

Kelly’s selection, “Mambo Italiano” as performed by Rosemary Clooney, had the bus dancing in their seats as she wiggled her hips to the beat. Her voice wasn’t professional either, but the song's simplicity and Clooney’s vocal range fit her perfectly. 

Everyone applauded, especially Katelyn, who added a two-fingered whistle to her enthusiastic appreciation. 

Kelly bowed and passed the mic back to Mark, and he started flipping through the song options to find something he liked. 

Selene cleared her throat as she stepped out of the bathroom in the least amount of clothing of all of them. The bus collectively turned to see her, and Rani gave another wolf whistle. 

Her top was a chainmail bikini top, two triangles of chainmail lifted two mounds of breasts with thin, linked rings. Black cloth inserts backed and lined the chainmail, preserving her modesty and keeping it from pinching her. The straps over her shoulders were thin, leaving her shoulders and torso exposed.  

Kat straightened slightly, as if making an unconscious comparison to her stomach, not bulging but lacking the muscular tone of her sister’s. Selene’s lithe dancer’s build was on full display, and the lines framing her stomach dipped low. 

At her waist, strips of white silk wrapped over something hidden by the cloth, well above the start of the chainmail bikini bottoms. The front and back had the windings terminating in narrow strips that fell just beyond her chainmail bikini bottoms. The silk strips brushed the tops of her inner thighs, nowhere near the length or width of Rani or Mindy’s double-split skirts. 

Everything about the costume said ‘sex slave,’ except for the lack of a collar. The pointed ears were a nice touch, giving her an elven appearance, and she’d tied her long blonde hair into its usual thick braid that fell to her butt. She’d added a crown of braids on either side of her head, which tied into the main braid behind her. 

Selene had fixed her hair and makeup, making herself more presentable with sparkly silver eyeliner and dangling chain earrings. Chainmail bracelets covered her wrists, and matching anklets covered her ankles. Her shoes were a pair of silver slippers, obviously costume pieces, but with thick enough soles to protect her feet. They almost looked like ballet shoes, but lacked the toes. 

“I think this hides the chastity belt,” Selene said, turning to show her bubble butt covered mainly by the chainmail bikini. The white strips of silk spun with her, revealing what appeared to be a thong of the same material rising out of the bikini. Katelyn’s eyebrows rose, recognizing what the silk hid by wrapping around it carefully, and she looked at the others, whose shared expressions meant they realized it too. 

“Yes, it does so very nicely, I think,” Arthur said, smiling. “How is that doing by the way? Is it too big?” 

Selene shrugged. “So far, okay,” She said, giving Arthur a thumbs up. “Master.” 

Selene walked over to him and sat beside him and Kat, not dislodging Kat from Arthur’s lap. 

“Want to do some Karaoke?” Mark asked Selene, offering her the mic. 

Selene checked Arthur’s expression for permission before nodding and taking the mic. She scrolled through and found one she enjoyed, singing Our Little Town from Beauty and the Beast. She had the others join in singing the villagers' parts as they popped onto the screen. Everyone had a great laugh at Arthur and Mark singing the parts of Gaston and Lefu. 

Katelyn mostly stayed out of the way, trying to observe more than participate, but Arthur and the girls made sure to include her, which she appreciated. She could hardly fathom the difference between where she’d been mentally last Saturday and this one, and it was all thanks to the harem. 

The group switched Karaoke songs and partners, everyone having fun. Mark, Maria, Brad, Jen, Arthur, and Selene stuck to the Broadway songs. Kelly sang crooner songs she seemed to know by heart. Arthur joined her for one and convinced her to sing a number from Guys and Dolls with him. 

Kat didn’t sing, nor did Katelyn, but Katelyn had fun anyway. 

After a while, the bus's rolling became irregular, instead of the smooth sailing it had been. Sharper turns, starts, stops, and jerking motions grew more frequent, driving most of them to sit down, and whoever wasn’t sitting was holding onto the wall when they stood. 

Eventually, the bus came to a complete stop, and it felt as if the brake had been released just before the rumbling motor of the bus ceased. 

Rani checked her phone. “We’re here!” She said, holding it up for everyone to see. The GPS tracker placed them at the edge of a large field, and the others stood, gathering their things. “You can leave whatever you need to on the bus,” Rani explained. “It’s ours all weekend, and pretty damn secure.” 

“Woo!” Maria said. “We should do this every time we come to the Ren Faire.” 

“How many uncles with party bus companies do you have?” Mark asked Maria, who laughed. 

Manasa appeared in the doorway, smiling. “We have arrived! The attendants tell me the gates have not opened yet, but if you want to get in line for the opening ceremonies, you’re welcome to join the line before it gets too long.” 

Arthur looked at the others as he stood, and everyone seemed ready to file out of the bus. Katelyn waited for the line to pass, joining Kelly toward the back, with Rani in front of her. 

“Thank you, Manasa,” Rani said. “We made excellent time, and the ride was smooth as fuck!” 

“Uh, you are welcome, Miss Shah,” Manasa said nervously. 

“You can call me Rani.” Rani reminded her. “Please, just call me Rani.” 

“Of course! Sorry, Miss Rani.” Manasa said, nodding as she let them pass. 

Rani, Kelly, and Katelyn were the last ones off the bus. “Hey, Rani, I meant to ask you, that password Arthur gave you, did it work?” Kelly asked before they joined the others at the end of the bus. 

Rani looked over her shoulder and smiled. “You bet your perfect ass it did, and yeah, it’s all there. We got her.” 

Kelly exhaled a sigh of relief, as if the final stone had finally fallen into place. 

“Thank God,” Kelly said, putting her hand on Rani’s shoulder. 

Rani squeezed Kelly’s hand. “You can call me Rani, too.” 

It took Katelyn a second to get the joke, but she laughed along with them when it clicked. Today was going to be a fun day, and that was exactly what everyone needed. Fun, sex, and camaraderie with peasants, vigilantes, fairies, witches, pirates, djinn, elves, and barbarians; the perfect Saturday.