Harem House Chapter 40 Part 4

Operation Clone was officially a go. Rani seized her opportunity while Lynn and Kelly were fighting. She grabbed her bag and hurried into Lynn’s apartment. Thankfully, Lynn left all her doors unlocked. The sliding glass door was even ajar, and with the lights off, Rani had a good view of the pool area through her windows while remaining hidden. Especially with Kelly keeping Lynn faced toward the fire. 

Combat wasn’t the distraction she’d planned to have, but it seemed compelling enough. How this had become their lives, she didn’t know. She was sure Arthur would disapprove of the violence, but at least Lynn had been the one to start it. Try as she might, Rani couldn’t see any problem with Kelly being the one to finish it. Kelly’s attitude toward Lynn was merciful compared to the things Rani wanted to do to her, but she wasn’t sure if Arthur would approve of Kelly’s giving Lynn a taste of her own medicine. All that bullying and mean girl stuff reminded Rani too much of high school. They were supposed to be older and more mature than that, but if anyone deserved it, Lynn did. 

She was only annoyed that she was the one who had to miss Lynn’s ultimate defeat at Kelly’s hands. She wanted to see Kelly triumph over Lynn more than anyone else. Watching Kelly punish Lynn for her sins? Hot. Selene might care as much as she did, or more, but Selene wasn’t there either. Rani wondered how that was going. She hoped Arthur enjoyed Selene’s surprise, but it seemed risky to Rani. Given a choice, playing hot waitress sounded much more appealing than singing the Kronk sneak music in her head as she slunk through Lynn’s apartment. Instead, here she was, searching through Lynn’s sloppily unpacked apartment for her laptop. 

Rani turned on the Wi-Fi jammer before entering, knowing they might notice it upstairs if they were streaming, but hoping they were either watching a DVD or distracted by their girlfriends. It wouldn’t stop a camcorder, a phone, or anything with a hard-wired drive, so Rani also kept her face down and pulled a brimmed baseball cap from her purse, pulling it low over her eyes just in case. Her dark brown skin and gold bikini didn’t leave any questions about her identity, though, especially with her barbell nipple piercings visible through the fabric. 

The signal scrambler also meant she couldn’t call for help if she needed it, but she didn’t expect any issues with Lynn outside. If Lynn noticed she was missing at all, the pre-worked cover story was that Rani was in the bathroom. The plan was to blame Indian food for the length of her disappearance if this took too long. Rani thought she was funny, but since the plan was going a little off the rails, she expected the girls might say she ran for help or to get Arthur. She could sell that if she had to. Should she get him to help when she finished here?

No. Rani wouldn’t be the one to ruin his night with Lynn drama. They could handle her for a night. Besides, if they went with the bathroom story and she showed up with Arthur, Lynn would know something was up. It was easier to assume they’d stick with the bathroom plan. If they changed it to her getting help, she’d say she couldn’t find him, or that Arthur said he didn’t care about Lynn - which was hopefully true. 

Rani started in the living room. She checked the bags she found there, including the backpacks and purses large enough to hide a tablet or laptop. Hope as she might, the living room didn’t have anything useful. The kitchen counters were bare, and no one kept their computers in the cupboards. 

Rani pushed her head into the last place she ever wanted to be: Lynn’s bedroom. The room smelled faintly of the various perfumes standing on her dresser. The decor seemed so typical that for a moment, Rani thought she’d stepped into a design magazine. The matching furniture was elegant, painted white with silver accents. The dresser and desk on the far wall had space before them, with doors to her walk-in closet and the master bath to her right. The near wall separated it from her living room, but it didn’t have any furniture on it. There was space for bookshelves, but Lynn didn’t seem to have any need for them. 

The pictures she’d hung in the room were selfies taken in various locations, recording different memories. The only one that stood out as taken by someone not in the photo was toward the center. Rani’s eyes lingered on the shot of Lynn and Arthur from what must’ve been their high school era. Deb, George, and Lynn’s parents were in the photo as well, with Arthur and Lynn squeezed together in the middle. Arthur’s eyes looked dead in the picture. His hair hid most of his face, and what she could see of his expression made him look as if he’d never learned how to smile. The dissonance between the Arthur in the photo and the man she knew sent a shiver down her spine and made the peach fuzz on her arms tingle. 

Scanning the room, Rani spotted her target on the desk against the far wall: Lynn’s laptop. 

She didn’t see any obvious cameras, but there was a ring light on the desk, a tripod with a phone holder, and a few other signs of influencer-tech. Rani crossed the room quickly, astounded by the number of beauty products on Lynn’s dresser and the number of pictures on the wall behind it. Rani was a photographer and loved her craft, but even she didn’t decorate with this many photos. She momentarily thought all the square photos clothespinned to string were of friends and family, but she quickly realized they were still more selfies. 

“Self-centered bitch.” Rani grumbled as she opened the laptop on the desk and turned it on. She didn’t need to log in for this, but she needed a power connection to the computer. She set her equipment beside it on the desk and plugged it into the USB port. 

Rani connected Lynn’s subroutines to the clone hardware and started the process. A few quick keystrokes, and the copying began. Rani’s eyebrows lifted at the size of the drive. Lynn must have had lots of videos and photos. That was a good sign; it meant there were higher odds she had her stuff from high school on here, even though the computer didn’t seem that old. Still, with that amount of data, it was going to take longer than Rani wanted. Hopefully, the girls could keep Lynn occupied for the next several minutes. 

With the task set and only waiting left for her, Rani’s eyes started to wander the room. The queen-sized bed in the center had its sheets and blankets disturbed, indicating that Lynn slept in the center, rather than on one side or the other. 

Her clothes strewn about the room mirrored Rani’s own. She didn’t pass judgment for that. Still, she was curious. Under the bed was spotless, which seemed strange. She lifted the mattress. Sure enough, she struck gold. A pink silicone rabbit vibrator and a closed journal rested between the mattress and the box spring. Rani took the journal, flipping through a few pages to the most recent entry. 

“Dear Diary…” Rani read. “Oh my god, she actually keeps a diary.” She read on. “Wow.” She kept reading as Lynn detailed her plan to meet Sean at the bar some time after the last entry. “Shit.” Her eyes bulged. “Sean? Katelyn’s Sean? No fucking way.” She kept reading. “I wonder how that went…” She supposed she could ask, but honestly, if Lynn wanted to date a cheating bastard, she was free to make her choices. Rani didn’t see how Lynn could use Sean against anyone in the harem except perhaps trying to hurt Katelyn, but what did Katelyn care if Sean fucked Lynn? It only proved how evil Sean was. Lynn’s plans made no sense to Rani.

Trying to hurt Katelyn by sleeping with Sean was like trying to hurt Rani by sleeping with Sanjay. What the fuck did she care if Sanjay slept around? The only thing it did was lower her opinion of the women on campus, and Rani’s opinion of Lynn couldn’t get any lower. Rani had dated/fucked some awful people in her past, but none of them had a candle to the whack job that was Lynn.  

She flipped a few pages back, through the diary, reading again. “Last weekend,” Rani said, smiling to herself as she read the dates. “Here’s the juicy stuff.” She turned to the entry that would’ve been after Homecoming and the brunch. 

Rani chewed her thumbnail as she read with the book in her other hand. She set it on the mattress to turn the pages, and her eyes rapidly swept the inked letters as if she couldn’t believe what she read. Lynn detailed Selene’s prank, how streaking through the hotel had turned her on. The masturbation session in her car seemed to confuse and arouse Lynn in ways she struggled to reconcile with her diary. Apparently, her feelings for Arthur and Kelly were a mixture of hatred, passion, envy, lust, and disgust.

“Wow,” Rani said. “I’m the last one to kink shame anyone, but this woman is seriously fucked in the head. She needs a fucking padded room. I can’t tell if she wants to hurt Arthur, or fuck him, not to mention the shit about Kelly and Selene in here…” 

Footsteps above her made Rani lift her head, but the noise had merely startled her. There was no danger. “Maybe I shouldn’t be talking aloud to myself while sneaking around,” Rani said, frowning as she reproved herself. 

She closed the journal and checked the progress of the transfer. Every second became a minute and every minute an hour when she didn’t have eyes on Lynn and the girls. She still had time. She opened the journal again and pulled out her phone. She snapped pictures of the pages, turning them one by one and working backward as far as she could until the lights on her hardware stopped flashing and held steady, alerting her that the cloning process was complete. 

Rani closed the journal and put it back exactly where she found it. She unplugged and stashed her hardware. She closed Lynn’s laptop and made sure it was exactly where she’d left it. Rani zipped her bag and carefully made her exit. The silence of the apartment was starting to creep her out. She was only too happy to leave it behind for the outdoors. 

She slipped out of Lynn’s apartment and turned off the jammer. Hopefully, no one noticed her absence, but it was clear she’d missed a lot. The bonfire Kelly and Katelyn set was nothing but extinguisher foam, and the girls stood in a circle around Lynn, who was on her knees in front of Mindy. Her back was still to Rani, so Rani took her chance.

She shifted away, carefully maneuvering around the side of the house to the front driveway. Kat had given her a car key, which she used to stash her stuff in the trunk. Everything was secure, and soon, they’d have the dirt they needed on Lynn to kick her out for good. She closed the trunk, just as headlights illuminated her from behind. 

She turned, raising her arm to block her eyes since the lights washed over her, and the car rumbled to a stop a few paces away. The lights turned off, and a young Korean man exited the vehicle. 

“Uh… is Ji-Min here? She ordered food to this address.” The young man said. 

“Oh, yeah. She’s around back.” Rani said. “But I can take the food. We’re having a little pool party out there.” 

“Ah.” The young man spoke nervously, clearly freaked out about something. 

Rani looked behind her to see what was freaking him out, then she realized it was her. Her shimmery gold bikini was essentially three triangles of fabric arranged to cover her bits, and very little else. Between her confident stance, her jewelry, and her lack of coverage, the young man was having difficulty maintaining his professional demeanor. She adjusted the straps of her bikini, making sure the triangles over her breasts covered her nipples, even if her barbell piercings announced themselves and gave away their location at the forward mounds of her breasts. 

Her athletic breasts had that bit of connective tissue between them, which made for a more pronounced natural cleavage, but he’d driven up when she was standing with her back to him, and her huge ass was practically bare to the wind. The bikini bottoms weren’t a thong, and they did their best, but they couldn’t stretch to cover her. Half a cheek at least was bared to the eyes, and that was before the suit started bunching up. She’d been walking around and sneaking without fixing anything, so the suit might as well be a thong by now.  

The young man’s eyes dipped to her navel piercing, but didn’t linger there long on their way to her legs. 

Rani raised a pierced eyebrow. 

“Are you one of Ji-Min’s friends?” He asked. 

“I’m her girlfriend,” Rani said, thinking that might make things more straightforward for the young man. Before Mindy, Arthur, and the harem, she might’ve flirted. To tip him with a quick BJ, handjob, or fuck if he had a decent dick. Nostalgia for that freedom tinged her gaze as she pressed her tongue against the inside of her cheek and clamped her teeth over it gently. Damn, now she wanted to interrupt Arthur’s guys’ night, too, but if that had gone well, Selene and the others probably wouldn’t appreciate Rani crashing it. 

“Girlfriend?” The man asked. “Oh, you mean like a girl who is her friend. Yes. You go to school together?” 

“Yeah,” Rani said, surprised that he didn’t get it. Mindy was out to her parents, after all. Hadn’t they told–oh shit. Of course, they hadn’t told anyone. “Yes,” Rani said. “That’s what I meant.” She smiled and gestured for him to follow her. “I know it’s a lot of food, but how many bags is it?” She asked, peering past him toward his front seat. 

“Oh, right.” He said. “Four bags.” He opened the passenger door and took out four paper bags of food arranged in a large cardboard box. Rani, Kat, Katelyn, Kelly, Mindy, and Lynn had ordered an entree each, plus some snacks for the group. They’d all deferred to Mindy’s recommendations, since she knew the food best. The restaurant packed the bags to the brim, and Rani was worried about carrying them all herself and about bringing him into the backyard without any warning. 

“Can you… wait right here?” Rani said. “I just want to get one of the girls to help me,” Rani said. 

“Oh, I can carry it.” He said. “You want me to put it inside?” 

Rani chuckled. Phrasing like that would have gotten her flirting a while ago. This whole attachment to her current boyfriend phase was weird. Dating, not just fucking. Committing to one person, one dick, was new and strange. Then again, it came with five other delicious pussies, so she had no complaints. 

“What’s funny?” The man asked, confused. 

“Nothing,” Rani said. “Here, set them down on the steps over there. I’ll take them in.” 

“Are you sure? I don’t mind.” He offered. 

“I’m sure,” Rani said, nodding and gesturing. She took one of the bags from him, holding the bottom and appreciating the warmth as the chilly breeze swept over them. 

Dutifully, the young man set the box with the bags in it on the steps, then shifted awkwardly as he stepped toward his car and paused before getting back into it. 

Rani stopped, realizing he was watching her as she prepared to go around the side of the house. “We paid over the phone, right? You don’t need Ji-Min for like, proof of purchase?” 

“What?” The young man asked, verifying that the food was all present and accounted for in the bags. “Oh, uh… no. I trust you.” 

“And we tipped you?” Rani asked, again finding it weird not to suggest tipping via nudity or sex. 

“Yes, very generous.” The young man said. “I just want to double-check the address.” He said, studying the numbers by the door. 

“If you want to check with Mrs. Tae, she knows me,” Rani said. “Actually, please tell her and Mr. Tae that Rani said thank you very much for the food.” 

“Is that your name?” The young man asked. “Rani?” 

“Yeah,” Rani said. 

“It’s a beautiful name. Mine’s Yu-Jun.” He said. “It’s nice to meet you.” 

“Nice to meet you, too,” Rani said from the other side of his car. “Do you go by Jun? Like Mindy’s brother?” 

“No, that’s Jun-ho.” The man shook his head. “I’m Yu-Jun.” 

“Right.” Rani nodded. “Well… It was nice to meet you.” 

“Thanks! Tell Ji-Min I said hi!” He said as he opened his car door. 

“Will do!” Rani waved him farewell and turned to walk around the side of the house. She didn’t hear him pull away until after she was out of sight. 

~~~

Arthur and Selene took some time in the office to reconcile. With Selene on her knees, Arthur wiped her face and helped her clean up her makeup with tissues from the hallway half-bath. They hugged, kissed, and settled into their new roles of Master and slave for the next few days as gently as they could. Tonight, Saturday, Sunday, Monday, and Tuesday, they’d embrace their roles in this power exchange play for the rest of Fall break, as agreed. 

Arthur walked into the home theater room, rejoining their friends. Selene crawled behind him on her hands and knees, keeping close to his heels as he led the way without a leash. Selene kept her eyes on his heels, keeping pace and stopping when he stopped. 

He stopped in the doorway to see Mark and Maria making out on the sofa across from Brad and Jen. The movie was playing at full volume, and they’d missed a significant portion of it. The crowds in the stands were busy cheering on their respective knights, but as exciting as the jousts were, they didn’t hold a candle to eager girlfriends. 

Mark and Brad had abandoned the corners and moved to the center of their respective sides of the U-shaped sofa, so each could sit with their legs straight out. Their makeout session seemed to be heating up. Maria was straddling Mark’s lap, mirroring Jen across Brad’s legs. Maria’s pleated skirt covered her and Mark’s lap, but Jen’s tighter mini-skirt exposed her slightly, which made Arthur look away and keep his eyes lifted as he approached the sofa. Their grinding on their boyfriends' laps and noises of pleasure were loud enough to compete with the film.

Arthur strode forward, stopping at the back of the sofa where he’d been sitting. Selene crawled after him, remaining on her hands and knees and thus out of sight. No one seemed to notice Arthur either, despite his height and frame. He coughed, and it took him several polite attempts before the girls looked up. 

Brad paused the movie. He, Mark, Jen, and Maria turned their attention and surprise to Arthur. 

“Everything okay?” Maria asked, her eyes searching behind Arthur, and not seeing Selene, who was hidden by the sofa’s height. 

Maria rolled from Mark’s lap to his far side, putting Mark between her and Arthur. She placed a possessive hand over Mark’s chest, as if worried he might tell her or Mark to leave. Jen slid off Brad as well, reclining on her side beside Brad. She fixed her skirt with an embarrassed blush, leaving her hand on the hem between her legs. 

“Everything’s fine.” Arthur said, pointedly not looking at anyone specific. “But I want to talk to you as a group before we get much further into the night.” 

“What’s up, Bro?” Brad asked. 

Arthur took a deep breath through his nostrils, steadying himself on the back of the sofa and leaning forward slightly. “Selene and I have come to an understanding about tonight, and the weekend in general,” Arthur said. “Despite my attempts to be subtle, you know we’re kinky, I take it?” 

“Duh,” Maria said, barely stifling a giggle. 

Arthur nodded. “And you’re all okay with…” He gestured to them in a circle, including himself. “With doing this kind of thing with each other in the room.” 

“Yeah,” Brad said, as the others nodded. 

“Okay. So, Selene and I are going to be playing the roles of slave and master for the weekend. And I wanted to gauge your comfort levels with seeing us in those roles. We might get graphic. Are you okay seeing us naked, doing kinky things, and possibly even engaging in sexual activities?”

“Bro, you make it sound so clinical.” Brad chuckled.

Maria laughed. “Arthur, you always get so stiff and professional when you’re anxious. Who the fuck says ‘sexual activities’?” 

Mark chuckled with her. 

“Relax, Arthur,” Maria said. “We’re all friends here. We aren’t going to judge you, and we don’t want you to judge us either. We’re just going with the flow and seeing what happens. We’re cool.” 

Mark gave him a thumbs-up. 

“And you two?” Arthur asked Brad and Jen. 

Jen looked at Brad, and Brad looked at Jen. 

“It’s okay if you’re not,” Arthur said, assuring them. “And if anything at all makes you uncomfortable, you can say ‘red light’ and we’ll stop everything.” 

Jen kissed Brad, then turned to look at Arthur. “I’m okay with it.” She said. “I’m curious about it, to be honest, way more than nervous.” 

“I’m nervous about it myself,” Arthur said. “I don’t want this to end up in the school news or anything.” 

Jen laughed. “They wouldn’t print this, but don’t worry. I’ve assured Selene and Maria that tonight is off the record.” 

“And Brad, are you okay with this? It’s gonna get weird.” Arthur asked. “It’s a side of me you guys haven’t seen before.” 

“I’m looking forward to it,” Maria said. 

Brad thought about it. “I’m okay with weird, but I’m not like, into guys or anything.” He said, clarifying. “I’m not into doing anything with you or Mark.” 

“Neither am I,” Arthur said. “And for the record, I don’t intend to touch anyone but Selene. So whatever your boundaries are, they’re for you to discuss with your respective partners. Do not feel pressured to do what Selene and I are doing. We’re doing our own thing, and there’s no expectation for you to follow our lead.” 

“We understand, though we might want to try some things, depending on how comfortable you are demonstrating them first,” Maria said, speaking for the group. “And you can touch me if you want to,” Maria said. “Mark and I discussed it.” She patted Mark’s chest.

That struck Arthur by surprise. He looked at Mark, who nodded and gave him another thumbs-up. 

“I’m not sure if I’m comfortable with that,” Arthur said, getting his nerves out of the way. 

“Why not?” Maria asked, her expression giving him the benefit of a doubt rather than taking his rejection as an insult. “We’ve kissed on stage before.” 

“This is different,” Arthur assured her. “Very, very different. I mean, yes, to a certain extent I’m playing a role, and so is Selene, but it’s not the same as a scripted kiss.” 

“I’ve done things with Brad and Jen at the party we went to after Homecoming, if that helps. It’s fun, and things didn’t get weird.” Maria said. Her tone sounded defensive to Arthur. He could have let it go and seen what happened if he went with the flow, but instead, he decided to address it. He preferred to steer the boat. 

“It’s nothing against you, Maria. You’re lovely, and I’d be lying if I said I’d never thought about it. Hell, one of the first fantasies Selene and I discussed involved you and Yvonne, but that was just a fantasy. You’re my friend. We work together in Theater Club. And my sex life is complicated enough. I’m not sure I’m comfortable crossing that line with you.” Arthur said, doing his best to explain. 

“It doesn’t have to be weird,” Maria said. “I get that you’re not looking to add me to your harem. I don’t want that either. It’s a one-night friends-with-benefits thing, and honestly, while yes, you’re hot and excellent fantasy fodder, I’m only into it because Mark’s into seeing me with other people. I won’t be weird or uncomfortable if we end up fucking or something.” 

Arthur took a moment to digest that. She’d fantasized about him? That wasn’t her point, but it was a lovely compliment. Still, there was a significant hurdle with their friendship and working relationship to overcome on his side. 

“I get that,” Arthur said. “But it’s not that I’m afraid I might make you uncomfortable. I’m afraid I might be uncomfortable. So let’s take it one step at a time, okay? The first being, well, each of us doing our own thing, in the same room.” 

Maria frowned, but didn’t argue with him right away. “Well, I’m just putting it out there: you can if you want to,” Maria said, squeezing Mark’s hand as if consoling him. He looked disappointed, but didn’t argue and let Maria speak for him. “We know the safewords, and I’m telling you right now I consent to whatever you want to do.” 

“That’s a longer list than you realize,” Arthur warned. 

“Can’t wait to discover its length,” Maria said, purring her words suggestively as she lowered her eyes to Arthur’s crotch, even though the couch blocked her view. 

Arthur took a breath and turned his attention to Jen and Brad. “Okay, so everyone’s okay to proceed?” 

Mark gave him a thumbs-up. Brad mirrored the action, and Maria and Jen joined in. 

“Okay,” Arthur said, climbing over the back of the sofa to resume his seat. “Can we eat dinner and watch the movie now?” 

Mark chuckled. “Oh yeah, I forgot we were here to do a thing.” 

Brad chuckled, and he and Jen resumed making out. He rolled her onto his lap with his left arm hooked around her waist. She gave a surprised, but enthusiastic giggle as she straddled him, kissing his neck as he exposed his throat to her lips and tongue. 

Brad tossed the remote toward Arthur, who caught it and resumed the movie. 

Maria grabbed Mark’s junk over his pants, squeezing more than stroking, and kissing him as he turned toward her. She glanced at Arthur, watching him with one eye as he settled in and resumed the movie, turning the volume down. 

“Get up here, Slut.” Arthur said, patting the seat next to him. 

Maria seemed surprised to see Selene appear from behind the sofa, still wearing her ‘waitress’ outfit, but not being modest as she stepped over the back. She climbed over and knelt beside Arthur. Her skirt rode up on her hips to expose the paper-thin black thong she wore beneath her dress. 

Arthur gestured toward the plate of food where he’d left it on the vast expanse of their sofa nest, and Selene shifted. She scooted closer to Arthur so that she knelt beside him. He put his arms on the back of the sofa and crossed his legs, reclining with his feet out onto the square section. Selene pulled his plate onto her lap and leaned against him. She started with the pizza slice, holding it and bringing it to his lips. Arthur took a bite, and she withdrew it, letting him chew. 

Morsel by morsel, she fed him as he watched the movie. Her eyes rarely left his face, searching for any sign of pleasure or displeasure.

It only took a few bites for the others to notice Arthur and Selene weren’t making out like they were. 

“Do you want me to do that for you, Mark?” Maria asked Mark. 

“You don’t have to do what we’re doing, remember?” Arthur asked Maria, who seemed insistent on following their lead. 

Maria rolled her eyes and looked at Mark, waiting for his answer. 

Mark seemed to consider it, then stroked his chin. It was a step backward from over-the-pants stuff and making out, but it seemed like Maria was eager to try serving him. Mark nodded, and Maria shifted, straddling his lap again. She upped the ante. She leaned back, holding his plate on her cleavage, and fed Mark a mozzarella stick. 

Jen couldn’t mimic that, so she mirrored Selene, kneeling beside Brad but on the closer side, her back to Arthur and Selene. She fed Brad while he watched the movie, only having to turn his head toward her as she raised the food to his mouth.

Brad took a few awkward bites and frowned. “I’ll be honest, I kinda preferred making out.” 

Jen giggled. “You’re the boss, for tonight anyway.” 

Brad chuckled. “Are you gonna call me Master like Selene does to Arthur?”  

“If you’d like, Master,” Jen said, feeding him a fried pickle. She tried to make the term sound sultry, but it sounded as awkward as it did sexy. 

“Hm… We’ll see. Maybe it’ll grow on me.” Brad said. “I probably shouldn’t get too used to it, though. Right?” 

“Right,” Jen said, smiling. “It’s just for tonight. Don’t get too many ideas.” 

Brad waggled his eyebrows, and Jen giggled. 

Arthur let out a deep breath he’d been holding, and Selene looked at him. She smiled slightly. “Do you want me to change out of this outfit and join tonight as Selene instead of Slut?” She whispered in his ear. 

Arthur wanted that, but he shook his head. “Too late for that.” He whispered back. “I was hoping we’d be more into the movie, though. I love this movie. It’s one of my favorites.” 

Selene perked up at that, paying more attention to it. She kept feeding him, but kept her attention focused on the film to the point where her distraction nearly caused her to shove a Mozzarella stick up his nose rather than into his mouth. Laughing, he took it from her and took the plate from her grip. “Lay over my lap, Slut. I need a tray table more than a feeder.” 

“Yes, Master,” Selene said and laid over his lap with her head still turned toward the screen. She folded her hands beneath her head, her elbows wide, and her legs straight. 

He set the plate on her back, rubbing his hand along her naked thigh as he watched. Then, he shifted his grip so that his thumb slipped between her legs, which he brought closer and closer to her crotch as the movie continued. 

Maria and Jen soon followed Selene’s example and turned to lie over Brad and Mark’s laps. Arthur cleared his throat. “Just a heads up, I can see up both your skirts.” He said to the girls. 

Maria looked over her shoulder and smiled at him, wiggling her plump behind. The thong beneath her skirt disappeared entirely between her cheeks. The small triangular patch of white fabric made it highly visible beneath the black pleats. Mark moved the skirt further away, revealing her entire ass as he put his hand between Maria’s legs and started rubbing her. She spread her legs to make room for him, and soon Arthur had a full view of how transparent Maria’s thong could grow. 

Jen was slightly more demure, but did nothing to hide her backside as Brad mirrored Mark and rubbed her between the legs. She held her chin in her hands to watch the film and didn’t look back, even as she spread her legs to make room for Brad’s teasing fingers. Her black thong was more modest than Maria’s white one, but she responded to stimulation more vocally, letting Brad know she appreciated the attention. 

Selene bit her lip to stay quiet, even as Arthur’s stiff member pushed against her stomach from between his legs. Maria’s eyes widened as she glanced over her shoulder and spotted Arthur straining against his slacks. 

Several scenes passed, and Arthur’s plate of food slowly dwindled to emptiness. The others rubbed their girlfriends, but Arthur didn’t move his fingers closer to Selene’s waiting pussy. He touched her on her thighs, her back, and he ran his fingers along her neck a few times. She pushed toward him once, but he smacked her ass in a silent reminder that tray tables don’t move. 

With his plate empty, he set it aside and used Selene’s dress as a napkin, wiping his hands. It succeeded in removing the crumbs, but his fingers still felt greasy. As tasty as the food was, none of it was decent fuel for lovemaking. 

“I need to wash my hands,” Arthur said, patting Selene’s butt. She knelt again, scooting back to let Arthur rise. He did so, only looking awkward for a second as he adjusted his erection. He went into the laundry room, using the sink in the attached half-bath to wash his hands. He wondered how Kelly and the others were doing, but had no new messages on his phone. He assumed the girls were having dinner in Lynn’s apartment or the poolhouse. He returned to the home theater room a moment later and retook his seat. 

Brad and Mark followed suit, as did Jen and Maria. They filed off the sofa the long way, disturbing the board game the guys had set up, which made Arthur frown. Oh well, it wasn’t like they were going back to it. 

“Should I pause the movie?” Arthur asked. 

“It’s okay, it’ll only be a minute,” Brad said. Being that he was the only one who hadn’t seen it out of Arthur and Mark, it seemed like he wasn’t that into it. To be fair, he’d missed several of the emotional beats and story elements while he and Jen were making out. Arthur frowned. Usually, Brad would have been all over this movie and loving every minute of it. Unfortunately, the girls were distracting him.

Arthur shook his head. He was being an asshole, and he knew it. He couldn’t let his disappointment and regret ruin his friends’ evening. This wasn’t about him. The guys’ night was for the guys, collectively. This was their night, too, not just his. He rolled his shoulders and cracked his neck.  

Arthur turned off the movie and waited for the others as they took turns washing their hands. Whatever he did next, he’d need to just ease into it, without the formality he typically displayed with his slaves. Mark, Maria, Brad, and Jen were more natural with their kinks, going with the flow. They didn’t have the control issues Arthur recognized in himself. 

Mark and Maria came into the room first, holding hands. They started making out before they made it to the sofa, with Maria’s backside against the couch and Mark standing between her legs. Brad and Jen followed shortly after, turning the light off behind them and closing the door to the laundry room. 

“I need a drink.” Arthur announced. “Slut?” 

“Would Master prefer water, soda, or something from the bar?” Slut asked. “Your mother mentioned some root beer in the pantry?” 

The mention of his mother was the fastest erection killer to ever leave Slut’s lips, but Arthur didn’t make a big deal of it.  

“Water, and something from the bar. Whiskey, I think.” Arthur said, then turned his face toward the laundry room. “You guys want anything to drink?” 

“Oh uh… Yeah.” Brad said as he and Jen moved to their side of the couch. “I’ll take whiskey, if you have it.” 

“I’ll take a beer?” Mark said. 

“I don’t know if we have beer…” Arthur said. He looked to Slut, who shrugged. 

“I’ll get you something you’ll enjoy, Master,” Maria said, patting Mark’s butt as she walked past. Jen trotted after her and Selene, who walked upright this time, leaving Brad, Arthur, and Mark alone in the movie room once more. 

“I guess we should pack up the board game,” Arthur said, gesturing to the mess of pieces and cards at the end of the square section. 

“Heh.” Brad chuckled. “Is that something we should ask the girls to do?” 

“Good point,” Mark said. “I’m not sure what the rules for this are.” 

“If you guys want…” Arthur hesitated, but decided to hell with it. His guys’ night was over anyway. He might as well lean into this group session. Mark and Brad seemed into it, and Maria had already suggested as much. “I can take the lead and show you the ropes of some Master/slave stuff.” 

“Would Selene be okay with that?” Brad asked. 

“She knows her safe words,” Arthur said. “The question is, how comfortable are you with things getting kinky? What are your limits?” 

“We already told you we’re fine with it,” Mark said. “And for the record, so it’s coming from me and not just Maria, I really am okay if you and Maria do stuff together. I’m into it.” 

Arthur nodded, not judging Mark for his tastes, but still slightly uncomfortable. It was one thing to fuck a girl in front of his girlfriend. He knew how much Selene enjoyed it, and he could read her tells when she wanted attention, versus when she wanted him to ignore her. Besides, so far, the people they’d done that kind of thing with were either in the harem or unattached. It was different to fuck a guy’s girlfriend in front of him, even if they were both friends of his who were asking him to do it. 

The girls returned shortly. Selene and Jen each carried a glass of water and a shorter glass of whiskey. Maria carried a glass of water and a can of root beer. 

“The bar didn’t have much, Master,” Selene said. “But there was half a bottle of Crown Royal.” 

“Okay,” Arthur said, nodding as he took the glass of water from Selene. He drank it. She stood behind the sofa, rather than climb over it, and Jen and Maria did the same, each standing behind their boyfriend and holding the glasses in their hands. 

Arthur wondered how long they could keep that pose, and if they even realized how difficult it would be after a solid minute. He handed her the empty glass and took the glass of whiskey, holding it in one hand as he sipped the apple-flavored whiskey. 

“We’ve decided to call it quits on the movie,” Arthur said, announcing the plans to the girls. “We weren’t watching it anyway. And we’ve given up on the board game.” He looked between Brad and Mark. “So what do you guys want to do?” 

Mark and Brad looked at each other, then over their shoulders at their girlfriends. 

The girls didn’t say anything. Arthur could tell they wanted to continue making out, so he tried to think of a way to make it happen. His mother had spent too much time teaching him to be a good host for him to ignore what his friends wanted to do.

“Mark, why don’t you have your girl put the DVD away?” Arthur asked. 

“Oh, right. Um… Maria?” Mark asked, gesturing to the DVD. 

“Does Master Mark have a slave name for me?” Maria asked, quirking her eyebrow at Mark. “Like how Master Arthur refers to Selene as Slut?” 

The girls must’ve chatted about it while fetching the drinks. 

“Hmm…” Mark said, stroking his chin and eying Maria. “I get to decide?” 

Maria nodded. 

“Sugartits,” Mark said, as if he’d thought about it before.

Brad chuckled, and Arthur smiled. Maria’s tits were huge, and her most prominent feature, especially on her shorter frame.  

Maria nodded her approval.  

“You’re not gonna give him shit about this tomorrow, are you?” Brad asked, eying Maria suspiciously. 

“I like it,” Maria said. “When we’re in public, or after tonight, he can call me Sugar for short, and it’ll be cute.” 

“Hey, that’s a great idea,” Mark said, snapping his fingers. “I like it. Thanks, Sugartits.” 

Maria set the glasses in Mark’s hands and walked to the DVD player, putting extra sway into her step for Mark’s benefit as he watched her walk away. 

“Oh, and the board game needs to be put away,” Arthur said, nodding toward the end of the square section. “Brad?” 

Brad looked at Jen and nodded toward the board. 

“If you’re going to play Master and Slave for a night, you have to be willing to command your slave,” Arthur said. “Always be clear about what you want with precise instructions.” 

“Uh… Jen, go and put away the board game.” Brad said, though his tone and the phrasing were more awkward. 

Jen smiled, though it was clear she was trying her best not to laugh at how ridiculous Brad sounded. “Yes, Master. Do I get a name?” 

“Is there something you want me to call you?” Brad asked. 

Jen shrugged. “I like the idea of something you could call me afterward to remind us of the night? I guess it should be a bit demeaning, too, if we’re playing along. Maybe something like Sweetcheeks, and you can call me Sweetie after?” 

“Okay… Sweetcheeks,” Brad said. “Please go put away the board game.” 

She handed him the glasses of water and whiskey. “Yes, Master.” 

Brad watched her walk away to the end of the square section. She knelt directly across from Arthur and started putting away the board game. 

“Slut, go put that glass in the kitchen.” Arthur said. “And on your way back, stop in the office and get my backpack from behind the desk.” 

“Yes, Master,” Slut said, confused but willing to play along. She left, and Arthur kept his eyes on the others. Brad and Mark watched their girlfriends move and work in their outfits. The fishnets Jen wore were attractive, and her tube top beneath the fishnet top showed off the cleavage and shape of her medium breasts quite well. She had nothing on Maria’s breasts, which strained against her top. Both wore the same O-ring collars and cuffs that matched the ones Slut wore, and he wondered where they got them. 

“Where did you three get your matching collars and cuffs?” Arthur asked. 

Jen looked up at Arthur, meeting his gaze, but it was Maria who answered. “Selene took us to the adult store near campus, Master Arthur.” 

Arthur nodded. “For now, you should refer to her as Slut. That’s her name for tonight, and probably for the weekend.” 

“Yes, Master Arthur,” Maria said. “Slut took us to the adult store. We bought our collars and cuffs there.” 

That tracked. He’d taken her there to buy a few things when they first started all this, so it made sense she went there if she was looking to supply them with gear for tonight. 

“Did you buy anything else, or did my little Slut bring any other gear with you tonight? Or just the collars and cuffs?” He asked. 

“She brought a briefcase from your apartment,” Jen said, though it sounded as if she wasn’t sure if she’d get in trouble or was betraying Slut by answering. “Master Arthur.” She added belatedly. 

Slut re-entered the room a moment later, well after the girls had finished putting away the DVD and board game. Arthur’s backpack was heavy for her, and she strained to lift it over the back of the couch and set it beside Arthur. He didn’t help her.

Arthur opened the outermost compartment and pulled out a length of rope. He had some emergency equipment with him.

“Thank you, Slut.” He said regarding the book bag. “Now put it against the wall in the family room.” He gestured to the barely furnished space behind him. 

Slut hauled the book bag over the back of the sofa and carried it to the nearest blank space on the wall. She propped it there and returned to her position standing behind Arthur. 

“Mark, may I refer to your slave by her slave name, or would you prefer me to call her by her name?” Arthur asked. 

“Her name for tonight is Sugartits, so call her that,” Mark said, shrugging and for once not looking at Maria for approval. Maria smiled and bowed her head, looking down as she sidled next to Mark and rubbed his thigh. 

“Same goes for Jen, I guess. I mean, Sweetcheeks.” Brad said, looking at Jen. She kissed his cheek as she settled next to him on the sofa. 

“Okay,” Arthur said, nodding. “Slut, Sugartits tells me that you stopped at the adult store today. Did you buy anything I should know about?” 

“We bought the collar and cuffs there, Master. They weren’t expensive.” She added quickly. 

“And Sweetcheeks tells me you brought some equipment with you tonight?” Arthur asked. “You took things from my apartment?” 

Slut blushed behind him, but nodded. “Yes, Master. I left it in the car, but I can go and get it.” 

“And what did you bring?” Arthur asked. 

“My plugs, three of the Bluetooth vibrators, a paddle, and rope, Master,” Slut answered. “Should I go and fetch it?” 

“Interesting,” Arthur said, stroking his chin. “Not just yet, I think.” 

“As you wish, Master,” Slut said. 

“What we’re missing right now is entertainment,” Arthur said, looking at Brad and Mark. “Since we gave up on the movie, and we’ve got our girls to distract us thanks to my little Slut’s devious plan.” He looked over his shoulder at Slut, who blushed and looked down at the hands she had folded in front of her. 

“Slut, if you’re comfortable sharing this sexual side of yourself with our friends, why don’t you queue up some of those videos you’ve made me?” Arthur said, gesturing to the TV. “Take my laptop from my bag, hook it up to the TV, and queue up that one you sent me from the green room.” 

Arthur had phrased his suggestion carefully, giving her plenty of room to back out or use her safe word. She did neither.

Mark and Maria’s eyebrows rose, but they said nothing as Slut obeyed and pulled Arthur’s laptop from his backpack. She walked around the sofa to the TV, found the cable she needed, and started the computer. 

“You remember your safe words, Slut?” Arthur asked, which was his coded way of asking if she was okay with this. 

“Of course, Master,” Slut answered. “Your Slut deserves to be displayed as entertainment for you and your friends.” 

Arthur didn’t know why he was surprised. She clearly had that in mind with her scheme tonight, so it made sense that she wanted to engage in some exhibitionism with their friends. People she trusted, who wouldn’t mistake her nudity or lewdness for consent, wouldn’t harm her and wouldn’t cross Arthur. He sighed. If he had to pick a group to do this in a private space more intimate than a public one, it’d be tough to think of anyone better. He didn’t know how far he’d go, but he could let Selene enjoy the spotlight for now.

“Good. When you’re done with that, come here and sit beside me. We’ll watch together.” Arthur said. 

“Yes, Master,” Slut said, nodding. She queued up the video, and Arthur turned the TV on with the remote, changing the input until the vertical video appeared on the large screen TV. Slut stood in the center of the green room beneath the stage in the campus theater building, smiling at the camera as she placed it in a freeze frame. 

Slut hit play and crawled over the sofa to join Arthur’s side. 

“Remember, if any of you are uncomfortable, you can say ‘Red light’ and we’ll stop.” Arthur reminded the others. 

Brad and Mark nodded. 

“Yes, Master Arthur,” Maria said. 

“Thank you for checking, Master Arthur,” Jen added. 

Arthur opened his arm for Slut to cuddle against his side, and she did so, kissing his neck as the Selene on screen began her dance.