Read Story: SEASON 2 EPISODE 18

Helen rolled over to access the nightstand, holding her phone in such a way as to give me a beautiful shot of her face and over her shoulder so her back and ass looked like a plane of beautiful skin with squeezable mountains in the distance.

Erin’s breath rolled over my ear as she whispered, “After what happened between you two just before she left, I had Jessica leave something in your room for your newest slave girl. I think you’ll like it,” she said and nipped at my ear with her teeth.

Helen rolled back over and held up a plastic-looking object shaped roughly like an egg. It looked small enough to fit in the valley of her palm.

“It’s so cute!” Erin exclaimed and then grinned mischievously. “Are you wet?”

“Since getting to know the two of you,” Helen said, “Almost constantly.

“Good,” Erin purred. “Put it in.”

Without waiting for Helen to respond, Erin slinked off the couch and made her way over to Shea. Helen cocked her head at me and asked, “What is she up to?”

“Beats me,” I said, watching my assistant approach my dancing flight attendant. She closed in on the petite Asian still lying on the desk and stopped in front of her, slipping her delicate fingers through Shea’s black hair as she bent over and pressed her lips to Shea’s in an upside-down kiss. Their tongues immediately flashed as they slid from one mouth to the other.

I turned my attention back to Helen, who was holding the phone far enough away and at an angle where I could see down her body. Her breasts lay flat and slightly spread apart, and her legs were parted with the hand holding the egg already buried between them. Her eyes were closed, and her tongue gently touched her top lip as she concentrated on what she was doing. I immediately undid my belt and opened my pants, fishing out my erection as I got two very beautiful shows.

Erin and Shea broke their kiss, and the latter rolled off the table and onto all fours. Joined by my assistant, they slowly crawled over to me, so close to each other that their arms brushed. Erin leaned in and nuzzled her cheek against Shea’s as they drew closer, her dark eyes still fixed on mine with a predatory gaze.

When they got close enough, she said softly, “Open the app on the top right of your main screen. “

I did so, keeping Helen in the small window so I could watch her as I opened the app Erin had obviously installed on my phone without my knowledge. When it opened, I was greeted with a set of controls and readouts that reminded me a little of the app I had for Bobbi’s and Helen’s collars. I immediately realized what Erin had done.

“Oh fuck,” I said.

“Glad you like it,” Erin murmured, proud of herself as she reached my leg and laid her arms across my knee. Shea hooked her fingers in my pants and drew them down my legs until they were completely removed, then she mirrored Erin on the other leg. She moved her face forward until her cute nose nuzzled my exposed cock and drew the tip up the shaft, trailing behind it with her bottom lip.

“I got it for your other pet,” Erin continued quietly enough so Helen likely couldn’t hear what she said. “But all things considered, I thought it was appropriate.”

“I’ve never used one of these before,” Helen said, her eyes slowly opening and giving me a stunning view of her ice-blue irises. “How do I turn it on?”

“You don’t,” I said. “I do.”

I touched one of the phone controls, which resembled a sliding volume control on a sound board, and Helen gasped, her eyes wide in shock. “Oh my god… Marcus, is that you?”

Erin grinned as she pressed her cheek on the other side of my cock and nuzzled it against her skin. Her dark eyes were dancing with amusement. Then she turned her head and pressed her lips against the side of my warm, hard dick.

“Fuck,” I muttered, looking down at my assistant. “This is an amazing.”

“Good,” Erin murmured and then melded her lips to the side of my cock just as Shea did the same with her fuller, more plush lips.

“Marcus,” Helen said, her voice suddenly sounding strained. I noticed her hand still buried between her legs. “This could be dangerous, baby.”

“Remove your hand,” I said, ignoring her words and the smile that implied all sorts of naughty ideas of where this could be used.

To her credit, my Helen did as she was told without hesitation, returning fingers now slick and glistening with her arousal to her breast. She dug her fingers into generous tit flesh as she stared into her phone through her eyelashes, still made dark with mascara.

“Good girl,” I groaned as I felt a pair of lips slip over the tip of my prick and envelope it. Shea’s plush mouth suckled gently on the head as she stared at me. Erin’s lips were just under hers, still kissing along the side of my cock and occasionally brushing the flight attendant’s lips with her own.

I rewarded Helen’s obedience by increasing the egg’s vibration inside her.

“Oh fuck, Marcus…” Helen whimpered. Her hips began gyrating, grinding her ass into my mattress before humping the air. “Oh my god… why can’t you be here? Oh no… I don’t think I like this. I need a cock. I need your cock, baby.”

“I’ll give it to you,” I growled. “As soon as I get back. I’m going to fuck every single hole you have. I’m going to fuck that pretty mouth until I cum down your throat.”

Shea began working her lips further down my cock, edging Erin out of the way a little more with each stroke down as she began to blow me enthusiastically. The dirty talk, the bass-rich music, and the beautiful women on their knees all served up a heady concoction of lust and desire that—when mingled with the uniqueness of this new long-distance situation—was driving me mad a little at a time. Fuck… the things I could do with this. Helen could be in the middle of meetings when I activated this. I could use this on dates… wake her up from sleep.

Erin was right… I would have loved to use this on Bobbi.

But it was even more fun with Helen.

“How long does the battery last?” I asked Erin, who was currently running her tongue up the side of my shaft. She continued to run it past Shea’s lips and up the other woman’s cheek before Erin took her ear between her teeth and lightly nibbled on it. One of Erin’s hands was still on my knee. The other had disappeared behind Shea, where she was clearly manipulating her pussy.

“Twelve hours of continuous use, I think,” Erin said, releasing her teeth from Shea’s ear.

“Hell yes,” I said, turning it up a little more.

“Listen to me, pet,” I said to Helen, again using our name for Bobbi. “You are to keep this thing in you until I tell you to take it out. Understand?”

“Marcus…” Helen said, her eyes narrowed to the point where they were almost shut.

“No,” I said. “When you have that egg inside you, I’m Sir or Master.”

Helen didn’t say anything. Her legs had fallen to the bed, and she was holding her breast tight to her chest. Her fingertips were dug into her light skin, and her chest was rising and falling faster with each passing minute as the vibrator buried inside her continued its relentless assault. Her head was arched back, and her throat was an ivory expanse of beautiful skin I wanted to sink my teeth into.

Meanwhile, Erin and Shea had taken up positions on either side of my cock and were bathing it liberally with their tongues. They ran in perfect symmetry, dragging their wet appendages up the sides of my dick to meet at the head, where their lips met for a sloppy kiss as their tongues danced over the angry purple tip. My eyes couldn’t decide where to land—the woman I was making orgasm from thousands of miles away or the make-out session happening over my erection.

“Answer me,” I growled at Helen, who was too busy trying to process what was happening inside her to readily respond.

“Oh my g…” Helen said. Her abs flexed as she hunched over. Her teeth were gritted, and her eyes clenched shut. “Yes, Sir… yes… Master…”

I lowered the intensity to a dull roar and settled back into the couch as I watched the two girls take turns taking my cock in their pretty mouths before once again making out over my dick. Erin’s free hand—the one not buried inside Shea’s vagina— was roaming and exploring the other woman’s petite but curvier frame. Her slender fingers danced over Shea’s larger tits, running over the slightly older woman’s smooth, creamy skin.

“Ma… did you?” Helen started to ask, her words falling off when she opened her eyes and saw me grinning. She immediately rolled her eyes, “Oh my god… you can’t do that!”

“I can do whatever I want,” I said. Suddenly, I’d had enough and thrust the phone into Erin’s hands. Since Shea was the only one not wearing pants, I grabbed a fistful of her hair and dragged her up my body. Erin immediately read the situation and held up the phone, pointing the back of the phone toward me. Her eyes danced over the screen, and her face was set in a malicious smile that I barely noticed because I was too busy dragging the petite flight attendant into my lap.

Shea was breathing hard as she straddled me and lifted her ass into the air as she reached between her legs to grab my cock. She lined it with her opening and immediately sank on it, her eyes rolling in the back of her head as I pulled her down against me and crushed my lips to hers.

“Erin,” I heard Helen from my phone. “Baby… don’t leave me like this.”

“Nuh-uh,” Erin sing-songed. “Keep your hand where I can see it!” There was a loud, long groan over the phone’s loudspeaker as Helen expressed her frustration.