Selene shook her head. "I prefer to share him. I think it's hot. And I know it makes him happy, and he deserves to fuck any woman he wants."
"Deserves?" Mindy asked.
Selene gave a sheepish smile. "Sorry. I'm a bit of a..." She paused as if trying to find a non-offensive way of communicating a rude idea. "Cuckquean." She confessed to confused looks from Kat and Mindy, who hadn't heard the word before.
"She's a submissive slut." Kat interjected, with an emphasis on the last word that drew shocked looks from the other two for a split second. "Well, it's true." Kat defended herself. "She gets off on the idea of nailing a stud who has a lot of women he can fuck." Kat shrugged. "I kind of see it, knowing he has options and chooses you. It is kind of a hot idea."
Mindy nodded, slowly understanding. "So you're obviously the kinky one, then." She pointed to Selene. "And you?" She asked, looking at Kat.
"I'm..." Kat paused for a moment, contemplating the ideas that struggled for verbalization. "I'm a bit kinky. I just don't have that much experience with it. I'm learning."
"That's her collar on the wall." Selene gestured behind Mindy to the collar on the other side of the front door. Mindy turned to see it, gave a slight inhale of surprise, and then blushed as she smirked and looked back at Kat, who was blushing as red as a fire engine and looking anywhere but up.
"Cute." Mindy admitted. "I like the pink. And this Kelly girl, she's into this as well?"
"Well, we haven't talked to her yet." Selene admitted. "But I'm hoping to get in touch with her soon. I think all she knows at the moment is that Arthur has other dates."
"I see." Mindy nodded and set her now empty plate on the coffee table. "Well..."
"You'll see him tomorrow?" Selene asked.
"Yeah." Mindy nodded. "Unless that's a problem?"
"No." Selene shook her head. "Of course not."
"Good." Mindy said with a firm nod. "Will either of you be there or-"
"No." Selene assured her. "Tomorrow is just you and Arthur. We'll be out of your hair if the two of you want to come back here and...." She gestured toward the bedroom, which caused Kat to giggle slightly.
"But if you want some help fucking him...." Kat said lewdly, laughing to let Mindy know she was at least partially kidding.
"Could he really keep up with all three of us?" Mindy asked doubtfully with a laugh of her own.
Selene smiled, bit her lip knowingly, and returned her attention to the plate in her lap. Mindy looked up to Kat as if to ask, 'really?' and was surprised and impressed by Kat's gentle nod. Arthur's ability to satisfy all three of them wasn't in question. The only question was whether they wanted to have him together or separately.
"There'll be time for that kind of fun later. If we want to. Tomorrow is just you and him, I promise." Selene assured her.
"Okay..." Mindy said, a little intimidated. "Anything I should know about what he likes?"
"Lingerie." Selene offered. "He really likes lingerie."
"And I think he likes high heels." Kat offered. "He's never done anything foot-fetish-wise, at least not with me-" She looked to Selene, who shook her head. "But he likes it when we wear high heels and short skirts."
Mindy nodded. "High heels and short skirts, I can do." Her legs were the part of her body she was the most confident in. She liked how they looked, and she knew they were an attractive pair of legs. That was why she often wore skirts, to begin with. "Anything else?"
"Let him lead." Selene offered.
"But don't be afraid to encourage him to be rough if you like it." Kat added. "He's too nice for his own good sometimes."
"I'll tell him you said that." Selene teased her sister, who stuck out her tongue in response.
"And he'll probably ask you if there's something you've always wanted to try or do. Answer honestly. He'll do it, whatever it is." Kat said with a smirk.
"Well, depends on what it is." Selene contradicted her sister. "But if it's safe and sane - he'll deliver."
Kat shrugged. "I'm not insane enough to suggest something he's said no to before, at least, not yet, but I'm still new to all this."
Selene smirked but couldn't say the same.
Mindy took it all in with a deep breath. "Okay." She said. "Thanks. Anything else?"
"If you want to fuck him, let him know. Like, directly. He's clueless otherwise, and he'll be the perfect gentleman." Kat said it as though it were a bad thing. When the two of them looked at her, she shrugged. "What? It's not necessarily a bad thing. It's just how he is. He's clueless sometimes. He only seems to take charge when you give him the green light. If it weren't for you," She gestured to her sister. "I'd never have thought he was the dominant type."
Mindy laughed. "You don't need to tell me. I had to end up asking him out. He never even considered asking me out, and I did everything I could."
"Like what?" Selene asked.
"I flirted with him constantly at work. Touching his arms and his hands, I wore short skirts and always undid the top few buttons of my blouse when he was there. I literally batted my eyelashes at him one time. He asked if I was okay and if I had something in my eye and offered to get me some water." Mindy sighed.
Selene and Kat laughed. "He's a gentleman." Selene said after their bout of shared laughter. "He probably didn't even think about asking you out because you work together, but now that he knows you're into him? I think you'll find him a little more... observant."
"Good." Mindy smiled. "I've thought about banging him on that desk of his every day for weeks now."
Selene and Kat laughed again, then Selene's eyes went a bit hooded. "Oh, she's imagining it." Kat accused. Mindy laughed, and Selene gave a guilty smile. "Office porn is hot." Selene shrugged. "Plenty of people get naughty at work. That's where like... most affairs happen."
"Good thing it's not cheating if you bang him in the office." Kat said to Mindy.
"Yeah..." Mindy said with a slight nod. "I kinda like it. It's a bit of a thrill, really, thinking about it. I've never done anything like that, and I don't know if I'd have the courage to ever actually, y'know, suggest it seriously to him, but it's a fun fantasy."
"Oh, he'll do it." Selene said encouragingly. "If you tell him it's been your fantasy, he'll make it come true."
"Really?" Mindy asked.
Selene and Kat shared a look, then nodded. Selene smiled. "Welcome to the Harem."
They laughed.
"So wait." Mindy said after a moment. "How does that work exactly? Tomorrow I get him to myself, but do we all go out with him at the same time ever?"
"Like for homecoming?" Kat asked and looked at Selene for her answer.
Selene shrugged. "Going out on dates with Arthur... if he wanted to take a bunch of us, I'd go." She admitted and looked at Kat with a raised eyebrow.
"Eh." Kat shrugged. "For me, it would depend. I'm not really romantically invested. It's more of a sex thing."
"Would we actually do a foursome?" Mindy asked. "Like a real one?"
"That depends." Selene said with a shrug. "Are you into girls?"
Mindy shrugged back. "I don't know. I've always wanted to, y'know, kiss a girl. Just to try it. But my parents would absolutely kill me if they found out. There's no way. They're super religious and traditional. They're going to be mad enough that Arthur's not Korean if they ever meet him. There's no way I can tell them about... any of this." She gestured to the three of them.
"Well, we'll cross that bridge when we come to it." Kat offered. "In the meantime. If we ever do a group outing, I'm sure it'll be the clothes-on kind."
"That could be fun!" Selene said. "Going out to dinner, the three of us and Arthur, a girl for each arm." She giggled.
Mindy looked confused as Selene and Kat laughed. "Wouldn't that just be two-"
Kat cut her off by bending forward, putting her elbow directly into her crotch, and raising her forearm as though it were a part of the male anatomy standing at attention. Mindy's eyes flared at the insinuation, and Kat and Selene laughed again. Kat stood up to collect the empty plates and took them into the kitchen, shaking her head the entire time.
"So... you like Avatar the Last Airbender?" Selene asked, changing the subject rather abruptly and sweeping away any conversation of Arthur with a discussion about a mutual interest.
Mindy spent another hour after her shift chatting with Selene and Kat about Avatar, school, work, and life. They exchanged numbers, followed each other's social media accounts, and Selene started the "Arthur's Harem" group chat in messenger, which was quickly chimed in with welcome gifs from Selene and Kat and a celebration gif from Mindy. The three of them agreed to stay in touch. Then Mindy left, Kat crossed the parking lot home, and Selene remained on the sofa, drinking water, sending pictures to Arthur, and reading her textbooks.
She didn't mind the lack of response from Arthur, he was with his parents, so it wasn't like he was ignoring her. Still, she was getting worried as the time ticked by until it was nearly midnight, and she heard a car pull into the parking lot below. She moved to the window and looked down to see Arthur's old car come to a stop in the nearest parking spot.
She saw him look up at her from his window while she looked down from hers, and they waved to each other. He was home at last.
~Now~
Arthur got out of his car after one last glance at his buzzing phone.
Dad: Come over tomorrow for brunch and to fix the door. 9ish.
It wasn't a request. Arthur knew that. He sighed, closed his eyes, and nodded to himself. He owed it to them to fix the sliding glass door he'd broken. He sent his dad a thumbs-up emoji and looked back up at the apartment window. Selene was still framed in it, looking down at him. He got out of the car, closed it, locked it, and then headed into his apartment building. He sighed.
On the one hand, he wanted a night off. He wanted to go up to his room, collapse on the bed, and not worry about anything until morning. On the other hand, he had questions for Selene about how she had met Mindy, and he knew she would want to play before bedtime. He was shocked to find himself slightly annoyed at the prospect of having sex after a day of incredible sex, followed by an evening of teasing at the hands of a menagerie of handsy women he didn't even know the names of. He regretted not taking up the one girl on her offer of a blowjob or the bride-to-be on her offer of a little more.
Then again, he supposed that sleeping with an engaged woman was wrong, even though the whole point of a bachelor/bachelorette party was to have one last fling. He hoped her partner, wherever they were, was faithful tonight. He hoped the bride-to-be's lack of interest in being faithful was a combination of peer pressure, booze, and temporary insanity from all the stress of wedding planning.
He had a bunch of costumes in the car that he carried with him, including the suit clothes he'd worn to his parents. He was wearing those bright red swim trunks from his waist to his mid-thighs. He carried them up the stairs, but when he reached his apartment, he noticed the door was slightly ajar rather than closed, and all the lights were off. The only light source came in from the living room window, the blinds still open. He looked around and spotted Selene draped along the couch as though she were lounging on it, with one foot raised along the back and the other hanging off the side, exposing her bared pussy that was already slick with anticipation.
She'd told him the fantasy she wanted. His slave wanted him to roleplay forcing himself on her. Arthur had told her he wouldn't wake her up that way, but she wasn't asleep. She'd been standing at the window only a moment ago. She was just pretending now and knowing her, she was slick and ready for him. He gently dropped the costumes in a pile on the floor, then stepped silently to the door. He closed it as quietly as possible, then locked the deadbolt. He saw her draw in a deep breath at the click of the lock.
Arthur slid off his trunks and put on his suit pants. Then he put on his shirt and tucked it in. He watched her the entire time, her breathing steady as Arthur prepared himself for what he was about to do. He looked around for some of the tools and toys, but with the dim light, he couldn't see any. They'd all been cleared away from the coffee table. Selene must have cleaned things up.
He inched closer to her until he stood over her, thinking about how he should proceed. He slowly unzipped his fly. It made a bit of noise, but in a moment, he had himself free of his slacks while keeping them on. Then he bent down a little. He put one hand just over her face, ready to clamp down on her mouth. The other, he held over her lower lips, prepared to clamp down on her clit and push his fingers inside.
He waited until she took a deep breath in, and then he struck. Her eyes flared open as she stared around wildly and flailed for a moment. Her legs clamped over his hand, catching it between them and trapping his fingers inside her. She gave a noise of protest from her mouth, but his hand over her mouth kept her from forming words.
"Quiet, you bitch." Arthur whispered. He'd been more frustrated than he realized, dancing for all those women tonight. He'd been naked, or mostly so, for most of the night while they'd kept their clothes on and toyed with him, rubbed against him, teased him, and despite his many sexual bouts over the last few days, he was as hard as iron right now and wanting release.
He knew she wanted him to use her for that release, and he would take her up on it tonight. He plucked his hand from between her legs and grabbed the hem of her shirt, twisting it and pulling it up as she kicked and bucked in her feeble attempts to get away. She struck him with her arms and loosely balled fists, hitting his arms. He pulled the shirt up over her breasts in an ever-growing ball of cotton, and then he lifted his hand over her mouth. She opened it to gasp for breath or to call something out, but she didn't get the chance before he shoved the scrunched-up shirt between her teeth, spreading her jaw wide.
His now free right hand grabbed her wrists, first one, then the other, and harshly pinned them above her head. He was tired of getting hit. With the impromptu gag stuck firmly in place, pulled tight against her mouth by the placement of her arms, and the rest of her body totally revealed, his left hand began to play. He grabbed her breast roughly and pinched the nipple to elicit a chirp from her, a soft, muffled cry. Then he did the other, to a similar response as she twisted her body, but he pushed her back against the couch cushions. She drew her legs up, but he pushed them apart and forcibly wedged his arm between them until they were open enough to grant his hand access to her. She was soaked beneath his touch and jerked to a sudden stillness as he pinched her clit between his thumb and forefinger.
"Now, you're going to be a good little slut for me." Arthur whispered harshly. "You're going to regret all those times you teased me. I'm going to use your body; however, I see fit. You're not a person anymore, not even a pet. You're just a fuck toy. A fleshlight. Your only purpose is to sleeve my cock in whatever hole I choose. Nod if you understand."
Selene nodded slowly. The tone in Arthur's voice was harsher than she expected, but judging by how her body responded to it, it was a good thing. She expected him to say "good girl," but he didn't. He moved his hand off her clit, and fingered her, pushing between her wet folds with his fore and middle fingers, sometimes teasing her clit with his thumb.
"How's that ass of yours?" Arthur asked.
Selene's eyes went wide, and she slowly, carefully shook her head.
"You don't want this shoved up your ass with no mercy?" Arthur asked, letting her see the cock ready to let her sleeve it. "You don't want me to sit you up, straddling me on the couch, and force you down onto it with only your saliva and pussy juices for lube?"
Selene's wide eyes sparkled. She didn't nod. She didn't shake her head. She went absolutely still, doing nothing but letting him finger her and hold her wrists above her head.
Arthur looked around. The window was cracked slightly open, and the air was cold. He doubted anybody in the parking lot could hear them, given how they were whispering, but he wanted to be able to make some noise. The couch was all well and good, but it had served its purpose.
"I'm going to take the gag out of your mouth now, slut." Arthur explained. "And you're going to suck this cock like your life depends on it." He was getting into the fantasy now. "Maybe, if you do a good job and make me cum. I won't rape that tight ass of yours. Displease me, or try to shout for help, and I'll teach you a lesson you'll never forget. Understand?"
Selene nodded, a fearful look in her eyes.
Arthur stopped fingering her for a moment, and his pussy-soaked fingers slipped into her mouth and hooked out the t-shirt, which sprang out to freedom. He pulled it up over the rest of her head, and she took a deep breath. Then, she did something he didn't expect.
"Kat!" She shouted.
Arthur shoved the t-shirt back into her mouth and shook his head. Selene wanted the punishment, the lesson. He should have known. He almost laughed at himself for teasing her with the option, but she'd made her choice fair and square. Now he had to deliver. He gripped her face, holding her cheeks in his hand and pinching her mouth into an O with the t-shirt shoved into it.
"Bitch." He whispered. "You dumb fuckin' cunt. I'll teach you."
He stood up. Rather than grope Selene or force his hand between her legs, he surprised her by grabbing her leg with one hand and dragging her off the couch.
Selene gave an unintelligible cry of surprise through the makeshift gag. Her arms flailed, grabbing but failing to hold on to the furniture nearby as Arthur remained standing, her leg angled up as his hand gripped her tightly just above her ankle, and he dragged her toward the bedroom door. Her braid swept out behind her as he pulled her along the carpet. Her hands raised uselessly over her head as she could not redirect or convince him otherwise. He dragged her into his bedroom, reached down, picked her up off the floor by the neck and legs, and slammed her down onto the bed face up.
It knocked the wind out of her, or at least she pretended it did, as he stepped away for a moment and dropped his pants. Then he ripped the t-shirt gag out of her mouth and threw the t-shirt into the corner. He replaced it immediately with a bright red ball gag that he forced past her teeth and fastened harshly, locking it closed with a miniature padlock behind her head.
She flailed, but he grabbed her wrists, and this time he was ready with a pair of handcuffs. He rolled her over, forced her wrists into the small of her back, and handcuffed her. Then he rolled her face up again and pulled her toward him so that her torso was still on the bed, but her hips were just at the edge.
"Looks like you don't get to use the saliva for lube after all." Arthur announced with a smirk.
She gave a noise like a protest, and he reached down and smacked her breast with a loud clap of a spank. She yelled through the gag as she jerked up slightly into a crunch in surprise and fell back against the mattress. Then he repeated the strike on her other breast for good measure.
"You don't get to talk back." Arthur informed her.
She made another noise, and Arthur repeated the process, striking each breast slightly harder than he had the first time. There were tears in her eyes. He could see them, but she hadn't given him the SOS signal, so he held back. She kicked at him with her legs, and he grabbed them. Each hand held an ankle and spread her legs apart forcefully, pushing her into a fully open straddling split. She was flexible enough that it didn't hurt her. An idea came to him then, and he reached down, keeping hold of one ankle while he did so, and tied it off to the other end of the bed. Then he repeated the process. Now she had her legs forced open, pulled down, and behind her with her hands cuffed.