Kyrsten wiped the tears from her eyes and composed herself. "We should get back to poor little Carly," she said. "Jay... Master... Thank you. It means a lot to me what you just said. I'm glad you guys seduced me," she said with a beaming smile.
I grabbed her hand and we walked hand in hand into the hotel. Roland and Jenn were checking out. Everyone who had to get back to regular lives was leaving today. I still had a day left as my plane wasn't until the morning. That realization made me start thinking about how this was inevitably going to end. At least this idyllic phase with these two girls. Carly and I lived reasonably close in Boston and New York. It wasn't ideal but it was doable. But Kyrsten still lived in Orlando. Her job let her travel some and we'd be able to visit but I knew an ongoing intimate relationship wasn't going to be easy.
As I was lost in my thoughts, Jenn saw us and gave a puzzled look. She whispered something to Roland and gave him a little peck on the cheek before walking purposely over to us. "You've been busy this weekend," she said looking back and forth between the two of us.
"I... who are you talking to?" I asked, unsure whether it was Kyrsten or I that she was gently berating.
"Both of you pervs," she said with a tight grin. "I know we joked about hurting Carly but I swear..."
"No... it's fine, Jennifer. Really," Kyrsten said.
"K and I are going back to my room now. Carly's waiting for us there," I said. Jenn stared at me appraisingly before stepping aside.
As I walked past her she pulled my arm and whispered into my ear, "Seriously, Jay. Please don't hurt my friends." She wasn't demanding or threatening. Just an earnest plea that I was already determined to honor.
I nodded my agreement and followed Kyrsten. The sway of her generous hips and ass was hypnotic as the short, flouncy sun dress she was wearing swayed from side to side. I couldn't help staring at her, all my worries and concerns simply melted away. I grabbed her in the elevator and pinned her to the wall, trying to communicate my need for her through the kiss. My hands found her breasts and I groped them roughly, causing her to moan into my mouth. She kept grinding her hips against my thigh, and I knew she needed me as much as I needed her. We composed ourselves as the elevator door opened. More of our friends checking out looked at us and laughed. "Player," I heard one of the guys say. He must have seen me with Carly yesterday. I guess I was going to have a very different reputation after this weekend. **bleep** it.
I reached under Kyrsten's dress and put my hand possessively on her ass. The dress pulled up around my hand left her completely exposed but she didn't care. She simply leaned against me and walked to my room, happy and calm. I noticed a couple high school boys near our door milling about and laughing. As we approached, they realized it was my room and took off with a laugh. Before I opened the door, I paused and listened. Clear as day you could hear Carly coming from the room. "Master... please... master. Use me... Use your **bleep**'s holes. I was bred for you. Please, Master. Please rape me with your perfect white **bleep**... Please. Please I need it, Master. I need you. I love you. I want you. I love you. Master. I'm your holes. Make me useful, Master. Please... FUUUUCCKKK..." the last was shouted loud enough to clearly hear in the hall. It was an exclamation of frustration boiling over. Kyrsten and I had been gone nearly three hours and Carly was obviously coming unraveled. Gloriously unraveled.