Incest/Taboo Cultivating Lilly

IN THIS CHAPTER: Lilly's vacation with the men of the Vatspalt family continues. Recovering from the party, Lilly and Cassy share some intimate text messages. With her body at the whim of her men, the near-constant fucking leads to a surprising afternoon nap. Lilly is stunned to learn that their insatiable hunger for sex extends beyond what she can offer. A seemingly delightful gift is sent to their suite and Daddy, Gustov and Lilly take full advantage of the offer. Uncle Lars expresses concern over the gift but is thrilled to learn of Lilly's total subjugation. The men share a brief conversation in Swedish. Placed in a strap-on, Lilly learns to fuck another woman.

The Swedish words for pussy (snippa, fitta, slidan), cock (kuk), cork (korka) and completely (igen - pronounced eye-yen) are used intentionally. They are not misspellings.

The next morning, Lilly awoke slowly. It seemed as if she was sore everywhere. Sliding her hand beneath the sheet, she fondled her lower lips. They still gaped loosely and were sensitive to the lightest touch. Twirling a finger around a nipple, she winced. It was puffed and tender from the clamping. The muscles in her neck and jaw were tight. She was happy to be free of the debilitating mouthpiece. She felt full and wondered how many ounces of sperm were in her tummy.

Last night had been a rigorous experience and the idea of lounging around was appealing. She could hear her men chatting and laughing somewhere in the multi-bedroom hotel room, but for the time being, they were leaving her alone.

After a half hour of catching up on her social feeds, she watched some porn and finally used a remote to open the drapes. Bright sunshine filled the room; warming the sheets around her nude body.

Her phone chimed; a text from Cassy. It read: "I miss you, Cutie Pie! How is your trip going? Are the boys being nice?"

Lilly had to think about that for a moment. So much had happened since they left Palo Alto yesterday morning. She wrote: "It's going great. They took me shopping for lingerie! That was super fun. And last night they took me to a costume party. I got to dress up like a kitty. It was a super-cute outfit. Then I was bent over a table and tied down. They allowed a bunch men to fuck me." Lilly didn't include the spanking Daddy had administered to her pussy, or the rough anal sex she'd endured by her men.

Cassy: A string of heart emojis followed by another string of eggplants followed by, "How many?"

As she considered Cassy's question, Lilly absently fiddled with her sex. Her fingers came away wet and she wiped them on the sheet before typing: "I lost count, plus they were all behind me. At one point, Daddy said there were 12 men waiting in line to be inside my special place. There was another line in front of me so they could fuck my face."

Cassy: "OMG! You were totally spit-roasted. That sounds amazing."

Lilly: "It was! But this morning, my pussy is sore. After the men were done, a bunch of guys dressed like horses fucked me with these giant blue dildos that were sewn into their costumes."

Cassy: "WTF?????!!!!"

Lilly: "I know, it sounds crazy. I'll tell you more about it when I get home."

Cassy: "Yummy. I get wet thinking about all those strange dicks filling your adorable cunt with their cum."

Lilly: "After they freed me from the table, the boys brought me back to the room and gave me a shower. Then they made me korka igen." She included a smiley emoji and three eggplant emojis.

Cassy: "I'm so jealous. I love a cock in each hole!"

Lilly: "That's your own fault. You are the one who has closed her legs to American guys. I can think of at least 8 guys at school who would tag team you until your pussy fell off!" Goofy face emoji.

Cassy: "I don't want people to think I'm a slut. I don't have to worry about that with my own family. And neither do you, which is nice. We both get all the fucking we need and no one knows anything about it."

Lilly: "Good point. I LOVE being fucked but I wouldn't want every guy in town to know about it and think they could have a ride." Then she wondered about last night. Had her men allowed every male at the party inside her? Perhaps everyone did take a ride.

Cassy: "When you guys get home, I'm going to ask them to make me korka igen. I love it when Gustov pushes his big cock up my ass."

Lilly: "I'm sure they won't mind that at all. They will probably be bored with me. If I had a cock, I'd jab it in every one of your tight, little holes." A laughing emoji. "I'd even try to put it in your ears!" More laughing emojis.

After a moment, Cassy: "Honey, no one in our family will ever be bored of you, trust me."

Lilly: "Okay, if you say so." But she thought it could happen. Maybe not right away, but sometime down the road, it seemed possible.

Cassy: "I miss you baby. Please send a pic!"

Lilly grinned, pulled the sheets away and took a number of provocative pictures from different angles, including several of her special place. She didn't like any of them and instead leaned the phone against a pillow, set the camera timer on 10 seconds, and ran to stand by the window.

She loved it. Backlit with a golden glow, her pale nakedness stood out against the darker room around her. Her hair was messy and her cheeks rosey; a sultry pout included a pooched lower lip and her bangs obscured part of her face. Her abused nipples stood at attention. Standing with her legs slightly apart, the sun shone through her loosely gaping petals. Her arousal meant the tiny rosebud of her clit was just visible at the crown of her feminine pleat.

Hitting send, she got a long line of heart and oyster emojis in return, along with a closeup of Cassy's shaved sex. Her meaty labia, flushed as always, looked delicious and Lilly absently licked her lips. Cassy's pussy was shiny with arousal and stretched tightly around the rubber unicorn horn of the plush toy she slept with. This made Lilly happy. She texted: "I love you, too! When I come home, will you fuck me with Mr. Ruffles?"

Cassy: Unicorn emojis along with some more oyster emojis. "Momma and Louise get to go first, and who knows what they have planned. Earlier this morning, Erik came into my room. As I rode him, he told me he's going to fuck you in the ass when you get back. But then your cunt and those juicy titties belong to me, baby!"

Lilly imagined Cassy riding her older brother and smiled. She always enjoyed watching their entwined bodies and fiddled with her clit as she envisioned their coupling.

Lilly never wore underwear when spending time with her second family back in Palo Alto. After the party last night as she was bathed by her men, she asked if she could wear some of the exquisite lingerie they'd purchased beneath her sundresses when in public. "No, baby," Uncle Lars said, cupping her cheeks in his large hands and kissing her forehead. "We prefer to know you are naked beneath your clothing. Your pussy belongs to us and we need to be able to see it at all times." To make his point, he screwed two fingers inside her special place.

Pushing out her lower lip, she pouted. "Yes, sir."

He continued, "It's also important for your own development, honey." Sitting with her legs together was something she had not been permitted to do in months. Whether she wore a skirt or tights, the Vatspalt's insisted that whenever she took a seat, she did so with her thighs spread widely. This allowed strangers to view her pussy. Displaying herself like this had been difficult at first. Now it was automatic and she didn't even think about it any longer.

Around the hotel room, however, her men were agreeable to her request and she found wearing lingerie made her feel sexy and attractive and very feminine. And it was obvious the men liked her in it as well. They treated her like their plaything, which she was, and that was how she liked it.

They bathed together that morning, her men taking their time in making sure she was pristine long before she stepped from the shower. It was a relaxed, slow-moving cleansing that took more than an hour and every moment was pure decadence. Each of her men took a turn, with Daddy and Uncle Lars choosing to skewer her pussy. Uncle Lars took an interest in her butthole, using first his tongue, which she enjoyed immensely, before sliding his beautiful cock inside. And then the luxurious drying took place and her heart soared at their love.

They enjoyed room service for breakfast, her men in fluffy white robes, while she was made to sit naked on the couch with her legs open as the server set the table. Then her men made her korka igen. This time, Daddy made short work of her butthole while she rode Uncle Lars and Gustov rammed his cock down her throat. They were all empty from their time in the shower, but that didn't stop the fun. Not every fucking neeeded to result in her body being filled with cum. When they finally tired and their cocks were little more than limp noodles, Daddy suggested they go to the pool.

The hotel's pool was clothing optional and very few patrons chose to wear anything. As Lilly looked at all of the people lounging, she thought back to the party, wondering who was a human 'owner' and who was a pet. It was difficult to determine as so many of the hotel's occupants held similar physical characteristics. A very attractive older redheaded woman seemed to have several younger men and women lounging by her side. They were drinking and laughing and Lilly succumbed to a minor case of FOMO.

She did believe she spied the fat man who had fucked her at the party, as his body was so different than the others. He didn't take any notice of her and she surmised it was the face-hiding kitty costume all the female pets were required to wear that kept her identity hidden.

There was one couple where it looked like a similar arrangement to Lilly's, but in their case, the woman was much older than the well-built young man she was with. Lilly watched with mild interest from behind her sunglasses as the woman lazily jacked him off while they sunbathed. His man-milk spurted onto his stomach and the woman laughed as she licked it away. A moment later, her head began to gently bob; seemingly not caring who watched. Pressing the woman's face to his impressive cock, the guy looked across the blue expanse to Lilly, who smiled and twiddled her fingers. He waved and smiled back. Lilly was confident he was a colt, though she had no idea if he was one of the many who had been inside her last night.

Returning from the pool, Gustov cuffed her wrists and she was made to kneel on the living room carpet. One by one, her men took a turn fucking her face, Lilly gagging and tears streaming down her cheeks most of the time.

She loved it.

Uncle Lars then helped her to bend over the back of the sofa so that she could be fitted with the thick cock-shaped anal plug she had been forced to wear at the lingerie store. With the plug in place, they took turns hammering her cunt; their cocks were like hardened steel but their balls were empty because they'd deposited what little there was in her mouth. She didn't care. Their desire for her was all she craved. Daddy was kind and took her to a satisfying orgasm with her electric toothbrush, burying her clit with the whirling bristles.

She appreciated being given the opportunity to climax and told him so.

When she was finally freed, she asked if they would allow her to take a nap. Daddy kissed her gently, told her that he loved her and granted permission. Gustov and Uncle Lars agreed. Duck-walking back to her bedroom, Uncle Lars followed. "I'll take a nap with you," he said.

She giggled. "Okay."

They didn't take a nap right away. Rather, he tied her limbs to the four-poster bed and proceeded to drizzle sparkling wine over her body before gently licking it away. Laughing hysterically and thrashing against her bindings as he licked her armpits, she begged him to stop. "I'm going to pee!"

He laughed heartily and paid no attention to her protests as he continued. Using his fingers, he pried open her cunt and poured a narrow stream of the wine over it. She winced at the sting before he lowered his head and slowly lapped, his tongue gliding over the entirety of her pleat before diving deeply inside her flower. An orgasm soon followed and Lilly fell into an exhausted sleep, despite the anal plug still being firmly in-place.

She woke up to find Uncle Lars snoring softly beside her. At some point as she slept, he had unbound her limbs and withdrew the anal plug. It was resting between them and she quietly placed it on the bedside table. Tiptoeing to the bathroom, she peed and pooped and sat for a long time as the warm water from the bidet did its magic. It was the first time she'd ever experienced such a device and she loved it; spreading her pussy open with her fingers, the warm jet filled her womb and flushed it clean. She scootched around on the seat, pulling her butt cheeks apart as the water spout shot around and, when she relaxed her muscles, inside her asshole. The thought of ever wiping again now felt gross; a bidet was the way to go.

Lilly brushed her teeth and when she stepped from the bathroom she heard the familiar sounds of sex taking place somewhere else in the vast suite. Stepping lightly so as not to wake Uncle Lars, Lilly went down the hall to the landing that had an overlook to the open-concept living/dining room below. Late afternoon sun bathed the space in a golden glow.

There was a housekeeping cart pushed along the living room wall and tied spread-eagle to the dining table was a very pretty Hispanic girl. She was petite, her body not long enough to be stretched entirely across the expanse, but curvy where it mattered; in her tits and hips. Her waist was tiny, her shoulders defined from hard work. And she was young, probably no older than Lilly's 19 years. Her formal gray maid's uniform was bunched around her narrow waist so that her pussy and breasts were exposed. A white cotton apron lay in a wrinkled heap on the floor, along with a pair of pink satin panties and a matching bra.

From Lilly's vantage point, she could see the top of Gustov's blond head. He stood between the housekeepr's thighs, his massive cock slicing into her straining pussy. The girl's taut, pink lips presented a delicious contrast to the hairless, light-brown skin around them. She maintained a well-trimmed rectangle of black pubic hair that matched the long, silky black hair framing her oval face.

Her fulsome breasts were crowned with chocolate, dime-sized, areolas and tiny, pricked nipples. They flopped and jiggled with each thrust. Her mocha skin was smooth and flawless. A dirty washcloth was stuffed in the girl's mouth, which kept her yelps to muted hiccups as Daddy spanked her tits in rhythm to Gustov's driving hips. The girl was also blindfolded and Lilly wondered what she'd stumbled upon. Despite her concern, she started playing with herself; it was an automatic reaction she no longer really noticed. Her fingers were wet the moment they touched her femininity and her breath caught when she rolled her clit.

Daddy must have heard her because at that moment he looked up and they locked eyes. His rhythmic slapping never ceased as he motioned her downstairs with a wagging finger. Lilly shook her head. She instantly realized she didn't like seeing her men fuck someone she didn't know. And she wasn't sure the housekeeper had been placed in her bindings voluntarily. Based on her thrashing and the tears on her cheeks, Lilly didn't think she had.

Very firmly, Daddy said, "Come down here...now...young lady."

Lilly trembled but made her way downstairs; she knew better than to disobey. Standing behind Gustov, she watched his firm, moon-white bottom vibrate with each powerful thrust. He had hold of the housekeepr's hips and there was no slack in her bindings; her poor special place was taking the full brunt of everything Gustov had to give. The housekeeper moaned into the washcloth with every piston of his hips. Then Lilly realized Daddy's rock-hard cock was being gripped in the housekeeper's diminutive hand. It was nearly purple.

"She's behind you," Daddy whispered to Gustov.

Lilly's gynecologist withdrew his rapier and stepped to the side; his glistening cock stood at attention, its fat, dark-blue head poking into his stomach several generous inches above his belly button. He smiled and held his hand toward the bound girl's pussy; inviting Lilly for a closer inspection.

Lilly obeyed.

The housekeeper's rivened fruit was flush and gaped slightly. Frothed with his man-milk and her own feminine extract, it looked sumptuous - like strawberry ice cream sandwiched between two mocha cookies - and Lilly licked her lips without thinking. Gustov gently nudged her forward, pulling her to stand between the bound woman's legs. "Be our Good Girl and clean her. She's such a mess," he whispered while cuffing Lilly's wrists behind her back and helping her kneel on the floor.

"Yes, sir." She was hungry for the taste of this girl's cunt and the helplessness of the maid's situation only fueled that hunger. Pressing her tongue to the hollow of the housekeeper's thigh, Lilly circled the bright-pink gash like a shark to its prey. The housekeeper moaned into the rag and tried to pivot her hips away.

The girl's flight response suddenly triggered Lilly to reconsider. Maybe participating in whatever was happening wasn't such a good idea. She made to pull away and stand up when Gustov pushed her by the back of the head, pressing her face to the maid's sex. "No, you don't," he warned. "That's not what good girls do. Our Good Girl obeys."

Shaking her head, she leaned back, trying to escape, but realized it was useless to resist. Gustov was stronger and wouldn't let her go. Forcefully pushing Lilly's face to the maid's rent, he said, "Now...put your face in there and do as I said. Clean. Her. Cunt."

Her nose was shoved between the girl's labia and Lilly inhaled deeply. She suddenly realized her hunger was stronger than her willpower to resist. "Yes, sir," she mumbled into the pink slit and went after the housekeeper's glistening oyster like a feral kitten, nipping and biting at the decadent meat, while using her tongue to lap at its distilled essence.

The maid's sex tasted of salt and feminine musk and man-milk, which was also matted into her pubic bush. Lilly licked it next, discovering the maid was redolent of hibiscus; no doubt the soap the girl used when she bathed. Like every pussy she had sampled since meeting her second family, this stranger's offering was just as unique and just as delicious. Her labia were small and as Lilly wormed her tongue through the maid's entrance, she found it diminutive, despite the stretching it had surely endured while being subjected to Gustov's beastly cock. As she feasted, Lilly nosed into the maid's clit and the girl moaned passionately into the washcloth. Now she pivoted her hips to Lilly's face in an effort to increase the pressure.

Lilly realized she didn't care how the maid came to be in their possession and, without breaking stride, managed to get to her feet. She remained bent at the waist, her face pressed to the task at-hand. Widening her stance, she wiggled her butt suggestively at Gustov. A moment later, she was rewarded with his thickness as he pushed inside her weeping cunt. He applied a firm smack to each cheek as he fucked her. When he slammed into her, Lilly's face slammed into the maid's pussy and every time that happened, Daddy slapped the poor girl's breasts; their light-tan hue now displaying an uncomfortable pinkness.

The maid's body suddenly went tight against her bindings and her muscles stood out. Her thighs vibrated violently as Lilly took her to climax. At this, Daddy's cock suddenly exploded and the milky jet shot across the table and spattered on the maid's cheek, some of it landing in her hair.

Behind her, Lilly felt the familiar kitty plug she'd worn last night pressed to the tightness of her butthole. She relaxed and it slid in comfortably. Now Gustov had more to hold onto than her hips and he playfully wagged the tail while continuing to cleave her pussy.

Although the maid had climaxed, Lilly was far from finished with her meal and continued devouring the young woman's slit, burying her face between the diminutive folds and gnashing her teeth on the flower bud of her clit.

"Lilly, please stop and turn around," Daddy said.

Lilly, her mouth and chin and cheeks shiny from her feast, obeyed. When she turned, she saw Uncle Lars standing beside Gustov. Lilly saw what he was holding and knew it instantly. She'd been fucked with a strap-on by Momma and Louise and Cassy many times. The belt held a sturdy leather cup that rested over the wearer's mons, which provided a solid base for the dildo of choice to be fitted to. Because the device sat squarely atop the pelvic bone, the arrangement allowed for very directed and very deep penetration. Poking through the hole in the center of the cup was Lilly's thick, black anal plug. It was held firmly in place by heavy-duty silver snaps. Metal buckles glowed in the golden light.

"Let me help you with this, Good Girl," said Uncle Lars. He held her elbow so she could step into the belt. Pulling it up to her waist, the leather crotch strap slid between the cheeks of her bottom and the lips of her special place, the upper tip of the triangular cup nestled atop her clit. Her kitty tail slid through a metal O-ring that aligned perfectly with her asshole, which Gustov handled while Uncle Lars fastened the belt tightly to her hips. "We don't want it to slip, do we?" He kissed her on the cheek and Lilly nodded but kept quiet.

For a few moments, the men spoke Swedish.

Lars: "Liam, thanks for sending me the text. I'm glad I didn't sleep through this. Where did the maid come from?"

Daddy: "The front door." He laughed.

Laughing in kind, Lars: "And she agreed to this?"

Gustov: "Of course. She's owned; she didn't have a choice." He looked over the bound girl's heaving body. "I'm not sure she knew it would be this...rough."

Lars: "She's a concubine?"

Daddy nodded: "She's one of the kitties from last night. I think you may have fucked her." He laughed. "They all looked exactly alike, so it's hard to be certain. She's owned by Mistress Tallenger, who said she was misbehaving. She sent her to us for a...realignment...of her priorities. I think she's really more of an apology for what took place in Lucerne last year."

Lars nodded his understanding. "An apology was the least she could do. The power she weilds is...scary."

Gustov: "You'll get no argument from me on that."

Watching some more, Lars grinned, arched an eyebrow and said: "The maid costume was a nice touch on Mistress T's behalf." Thinking for a moment, he said, "I can't recall every kitty cunt I fucked last night. Although, based on her beauty, her owner doesn't surprise me. Mistress T always secures top-quality pets." He caressed a hand over Lilly's bottom while pushing four fingers from his other hand roughly inside the maid's pussy. The bound girl moaned at the inelegant intrusion. Patting Lilly's ass, he said, "Honey, please step aside."

Lilly said nothing and backed away from her plaything. Taking position alongside the table, she kept her head bowed but her eyes on what was taking place. Lars slid his cock inside the maid and Lilly felt a nasty tinge of jealousy streak up her spine. She didn't say a word as he began fucking the helpless creature tied to the table.

Lars, still speaking Swedish; his hips moving smoothly: "Was Lilly here when the 'housekeeper' came to the door?"

Daddy: "No, I caught her spying on us after we'd tied her to the table. I had already fucked her by the time Lilly woke up from her nap."

Lilly stood silently as her men spoke. Daddy was twisting the maid's nipples, plucking at them as he spoke. Muffled yelps came from the washcloth and she thrashed against her bindings. Daddy, it seemed, could care less.

Lars: "This one's pussy is exceptionally tight." He looked at Gustov. "Even your kuk couldn't loosen her up. No wonder Mistress T bought her." He went quiet then and watched intently as his dick pistoned into the tiny, bright-pink gash. He sped up and mashed his thumb to the maid's clit. She went rigid and after a few minutes, Lars grunted loudly as his seed was forced into her womb."

Lilly seethed but kept her mouth shut.

Lars, in English: "Okay, honey, now come clean her up."

"Yes, sir." Lilly dutifully got to work as the men returned to their native language.

Lars: "Does Lilly know this girl is a pet?"

Daddy: "No. There was no reason to share that information with her."

Lars: "Does she think the housekeeper is here against her will?"

Daddy and Gustov both shrugged. Gustov: "It's safe to say she's made that assumption."

Lars: "And she was still eager to participate?"

Gustov: "She protested for a moment and then...." His grin was wicked.

Daddy: "Gustov focused her attention and her...hunger...took over."

Lars stroked Lilly's hair as she attended to her task: "Yes, I can see that. So our Good Girl thinks we're forcing ourselves on this housekeeper?"

Daddy: "She's not sure. But that didn't stop her for an instant."

Gustov was smiling: "She's one-hundred percent ours. We've conquered her. She's given herself to us."

Lars, smiling: "That's wonderful."

Lilly didn't understand what her men were talking about but had lost interest in the conversation. She was taking the housekeeper to another climax and was enjoying herself.

Daddy now had Gustov's movie camera in his hand and held the lens close to Lilly's face as her feast continued. Gustov took Lilly beneath the arm and tried to make her stand. But Lilly wasn't finished and protested by becoming nothing but dead-weight in his hand. "Not yet," she said with irritation in her voice.

Gustov laughed and let her go. "I'm sorry, Good Girl. I didn't mean to take you away from such an important job."

Lilly ignored him.

They let her be for another few minutes before Uncle Lars finally wrestled her away. "We've all taken a turn, honey. Now you get to have some fun." He pulled Lilly to her feet.

Gustov said, "Uncle Lars didn't put that belt on you for nothing. It's time you learned how to fuck another woman."

"Yes, sir."

But Lilly's bound hands made it impossible to complete their coupling. Her black cock was large enough that it did little more than brush against the much smaller opening of the other woman's sex. She tried to line things up and push, but the phallus kept sliding away from its prize. Turning to look at Gustov, she said in a plaintive plea, "Please help me."

"Yes, sweetheart, of course." Pressing the tip of the dildo to the maid's lower lips, he said, "Just step forward all the way. Don't be gentle with her. She will take all of it at once, regardless of whether she wants to or not."

Lilly paused. Her faux cock made Gustov's look Lilliputian by comparison; she didn't want to tear the poor girl apart.

Daddy said, "Or I can take my hand to your breasts like I did to her. Do you want that?"

The housekeeper was pleading through the rag in her mouth, shaking her head. Furtive cries leaked around the washcloth.

Lilly said, "No, sir."

"Then you will do as Gustov commands, yes?"

"Yes, sir."

Lilly drove her hips forward and stepped at the same time. The heavily veined dildo made easy work of the girl's tight pussy and behind the rag, a long, high-pitch mew came forth. She shuddered and threw her head back as the phallus plunged deeply into her womb. Her breasts vibrated violently and the cords in her neck went tight. In an instant, the leather cup, which pressed perfectly against Lilly's clit, was all that could be seen. The young woman had, indeed, accepted her fate.

With the sensation on her clit focusing Lilly's attention, she began thrusting. But with her hands bound, it was awkward. What she really wanted was to take hold of the housekeeper's hips and really drive into her. But Uncle Lars and Gustov were creative thinkers and when their hands landed sharply on the cheeks of Lilly's butt, she all but leapt forward. The maid mewed again and now Uncle Lars had hold of Lilly's hips, controlling the situation by withdrawing the dildo nearly to its tip before pushing Lilly forward with force. The cup dug into Lilly's clit and with each thrust a mounting orgasm came closer.

Daddy filmed the event as he slowly walked around the table, taking time to zoom in on the maid's impaling before pulling back for wide shots of the entire room.

Lilly's passion cries drowned out the maid's futile yips and moans and since Gustov could tell Lilly's moment was quickly approaching, he went after the maid's clit with his fingers, rubbing it fervently as Uncle Lars built the speed of Lilly's thrusting hips. Both girls came simultaneously, with Lilly sliding to the floor as her knees buckled. The housekeeper wept.

Daddy took a few more strolls around the scene, zooming in here and there to capture the girls in their exhausted, sweaty state.

Uncle Lars uncuffed Lilly's wrists. The men left the room and went upstairs. When Gustov got to the landing he leaned over the railing and said, "Untie her, Lilly, and help the poor thing get dressed."

Neither girl spoke and Lilly felt like a fool with the strap-on still buckled around her waist. But she left it on as she was more focused on untying the maid from her bindings. They didn't look each other in the eye. Lilly tried to hand the woman her undergarments but she shook her head vigorously. In a heavy accent she said, "No! The men said no! They say my pussy belong to them...and you. They say my underwear is to stay here." A few minutes later, Lilly held the door as the maid quietly pushed the cart out of the room. As they passed mere inches from each other, the maid stopped, briefly, to kiss Lilly gently on the lips.​