"So what do we do first, Master?" Lyla asked, her fingers gently running along his arm as she leaned in closer. "Would you like to watch us remove our clothes?"
"Why not?" Tristan replied, his voice growing more husky as he watched the twins peel away their garments.
They undressed slowly, slowly removing piece after piece of clothing. First, their skirts fell to the floor, followed by their corsets, exposing their firm breasts. They were soon completely nude, standing before Tristan's stunned gaze.
"I have a request from you two," Tristan finally managed to speak, his eyes drinking in the beauty of the twins. "I don't want any form of touching from you two that isn't directed at pleasuring me or sexually induced towards each other."
'I don't care if I'm the only one who thinks this way, but I fucking hate if ladies have fun with each other behind my back or in my presence. I'll kill anyone who tries any shit like that.'
