Sororities: Sigma Epsilon Xi: Epilogue

David Keel lay spread eagled on his bed, bound hand and foot. The large rubber ball gag in his mouth was certainly uncomfortable and he mentally cursed himself for falling for the stupid trick. He was naked of course, his thick cock hard and extended and he knew the next few hours would be very difficult.

The bedroom door opened and two very different girls walked in. One was brunette, a pretty girl next door face that seemed to make his heart race. The other was a stunning blond whose smile usually made his heart melt. Together, these two girls were a danger to every living man.

Both were wearing the skimpiest of chemises, short little silk outfits that didn't even cover the curvature of their bottoms, offering him the barest glimpses of their shaven slits. Together they approached the bed, one lifting up a small basket full of unguents and oils.

That sat on either side of him, white curving breasts bulging the silk in ways that made his eyes pop. The blond reached out and began stroking his cock.

"What's the record, Samantha?" Kristen asked, her slim fingers delicately rubbing the solid shaft in front of her.

"I believe the record is nine in two hours, Sister Kristen." Samantha answered politely.

"Why did we stop at nine?" Kristen asked, obviously knowing the answer.

Sam turned and smiled down at David. "Because David here was so tender that even touching him was painful."

"So what are we going to do different, Sam?" Kristen asked, still for David's benefit.

Sam grinned. "Lots of oil, full fucking..." She leaned in and looked David right in the eyes. "And the same love and tenderness he showed me the first night we met."

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