CHAPTER 26

Ryan looked around Monica's room with an urgent need on his mind. At first glance, it looked much the same as Kate's room, except that it was noticeably smaller, and the decoration was less "girly" and more Southwestern/Mexican. But he didn't care much about that, because all he could think about was finding somewhere to sit down and rest, because he was so mentally and physically overwhelmed.

He noticed a long sofa, similar to the one in Kate's room that he'd sat on earlier. He bee-lined straight there and laid down on it. His need to cum was still very touch and go. He took the time to tuck his erection away and zip up his fly, but that was all. He laid on the sofa with his eyes closed, like a dead man.

He didn't get much of a chance to catch his breath though, because less than a minute later, Monica simply crawled up on him and laid down on top of him! He could immediately feel that she remained gloriously naked from head to toe.

He sighed. Actually, he was thrilled at her enthusiasm, but he was more worried about having to cum too soon. He ran a hand down her back and through her black hair as he asked, "And just what do you think you're doing, my hot pepper?"

He didn't see Erin and Kate, because he didn't dare open his eyes to look, but he heard them complain, saying things like "Yeah, get off him!" and "Move your ass, slut!"

Monica's seemingly default passionate narrow stare morphed into a big smile. "'Hot pepper.' Mmmm... I like the sound of that!" She settled down on his crotch, noticeably rubbing her ass on his bulge. At the same time, she started unbuttoning his dress shirt. "As far as what I'm doing here, I'm claiming home field advantage! My room, my rules! And my number one rule is, I get to be fucked first!"

He opened his eyes and looked up at her sternly. "Now, hold on. I'll grant that 'home field advantage' is a thing, but it's trumped by the fact that a personal slut always, ALWAYS obeys her man. And right now, I'm still so close to cumming that if you keep on churning your sexy bare ass over my boner, I'm going to lose it for sure! And that'll mean one less fucking tonight."

Kate and Erin were standing by, still gloriously naked too. As soon as they heard that, they immediately picked Monica up together and then dumped her onto the floor.

Monica looked up with a sour face. She rubbed her butt, since it had hit the floor rather hard. "Hey! Ouch! You can't treat me like that in my own room!"

Kate said, "Actually, we can. Did you not hear him? We're his personal sluts now. What he says goes!" She was surprised to realize that she meant it, even as it rankled her. His words "A personal slut always, ALWAYS obeys her man" lingered in her mind.

Erin added, "Besides, if you make him cum again, you'll have two sworn enemies on your hands! Don't think we haven't wondered how you got all that cum on your face and tits when he left you in the bathroom!"

Kate and Erin glowered down at Monica, their arms folded under their immense racks. Since the two of them were nearly six feet tall and were standing, while Monica was five feet tall and sitting on her ass, they seemed like Amazonian giants compared to her.

Monica stood up, trying to even up the difference some. She raised a pointing finger at them.

But before she could get going, Erin's comment caused Ryan to ask, "By the way, Kate and Erin, remember how I told you to ask Monica about the tree house incident? Did you ever do that?"

Kate and Erin were caught flat-footed. They remembered him mentioning that and even stressing its importance, but they'd forgotten.

Kate said shyly and sheepishly, "Um, we kind of forgot. But, in our defense, things were seriously distracting and arousing! We were so busy kissing and licking and just trying to breathe through all our heavy panting that there was no time to talk about anything!"

He grinned as he thought back to what must have happened in that bathroom. Boy, I'm miffed that I missed it. But I can console myself that there's bound to be many more lesbian love-fests I could witness them engaging in from now on, maybe even starting tonight. Wooo! Just look at the three of them standing there, and they belong to me now, for real. God DAMN!

He thought, Okay, I can't get carried away. They're only mine if I continue to play my cards right. Gotta maintain control and show 'em who's boss! He spoke evenly. "Those are good excuses, although of course you'll still need to be spanked for your disobedience. The top priority of any personal slut is to obey her man, even when the circumstances are extremely difficult. Understood?"

His three girls were standing in a line facing him now. They nodded, if a bit glumly.

He nodded, once. "Good." He thought, My God! They all accept that I have the power to spank them! That makes them my personal sluts in a very real sense, because they're expected to obey me and please me, and they've tacitly agreed they should be punished when they fail to do so. Wow! What a power rush!

He kept his excitement well hidden, and said, "Now, I really need to rest for a few minutes. I very nearly came, and that took a lot out of me. So I'm going to close my eyes and take a mini-nap.

Meanwhile, Monica, I want you to tell the other two about the tree house. Okay?"

After Monica nodded, he glared at the other two. "No getting angry over lost cum, no incriminations, just enjoy the story."

They nodded obediently as well.

He finished, "Oh, and if any of you can get either of the other two to cum with your fingers, I might skip your spanking. Or, in your case Kate, lessen the severity of it, since you've got a whopper of a spanking coming already."

Kate's eyes went wide. She brought her hands back to her bare ass cheeks and unthinkingly rubbed them, as if she was trying to recover from a harsh spanking already. That caused her massive rack to jut out even more enticingly than usual.

He felt another jolt of arousal race down his spine. Luckily, he hadn't closed his eyes yet. Erin asked him with surprise, "You're going to spank all three of us?!"

"Of course. If you don't even know the reasons why, I'll probably need to double your spanking until you do."

Erin winced at that. She raised her hands up in a time-out gesture. "Um, can I call time-out and ask a question without risk of yet more spanking punishment?"

He surprised even himself with his chutzpah by responding, "Nope. Being a personal slut is a 24-hour thing. You can't take a time-out from it any more than you can take a time-out from being female. But since you're new to this, I'll try to be tolerant. What's the question?"

Erin asked nervously, shifting from foot to foot, "Is all this spanking really necessary? Can't we just have lots of sexual fun and orgasms? Why do you have to assert such control over us? Isn't it enough for you to be able to have us sexually whenever you want?"

Before he could reply, Monica asked, "Hey, just a sec. Can I take the rest of your clothes off while we're talking?"

He nodded tolerantly. He watched her gorgeous nude body as she knelt right next to his crotch. She certainly took note of the fact that his dick was still very erect, but she didn't touch it. He lifted his ass off the sofa at the right time as she pulled his slacks down his legs.

Then he replied to Erin, "I'm not thrilled about some aspects of this lifestyle, but there's only one way this can work: I have to maintain firm control or else there will be chaos. That's especially true with you three, since you're a very willful bunch. Much more so than any of my previous personal sluts from back home."

He didn't miss a chance to mention his "other sluts." He wanted them to treat that as an established fact, so they wouldn't be suspicious and investigate.

He continued, "Besides, the spankings, although painful, are also usually very sexually pleasurable for the spankee. My spankings can be anywhere from sexy, to harsh, and all points in between, but I'd say it's the rare spanking where you, the spankee, won't get at least one orgasm. In fact, I've run into problems where my sluts deliberately get into trouble just to get spanked."

That answer took the air out of Erin's balloon, and prevented the other two from complaining as well. After all, it seemed odd to complain about something that could be orgasmic. That was especially true since they'd seen Monica get spanked earlier in the evening and obviously enjoy it.

Kate stared into space in wonder. Wow! Everything is different. It's like my life is starting over. I'm going to get spanked... A LOT! And surprisingly, that doesn't bother me much. Oh, it does on some level, for sure, but I guess I'm just too excited by it to speak up. Especially after seeing the way he spanked Monica. Phew! Hot stuff! Besides, there's something deeply thrilling about being OWNED like that! Somehow, it just feels... right! Even if I know it's wrong.

He concluded, "So now I think it's time you all go elsewhere in the room and listen to Monica tell you about the tree house story."

Monica was working on undressing him in record time. She had him naked from the waist down already, but she still had to finish unbuttoning his dress shirt. To stall for time until she was done, she said, "We'll do that in a minute. But first, have you given any thought about which one of us is going to get fucked first?"

He replied, "It's still up in the air if it'll be Kate or Erin. But I know it won't be you."

"What?!" Just then, Monica was in the process of pulling his dress shirt all the way off. She did so, but she wasn't too gentle about it. She stared daggers at him.

He said, "Remember what I said when we were out in the hallway? 'Whoever goes through that door first is going to get fucked last.' That was you."

Monica nearly exploded with anger. "WHAT?! That's so unfair!"

He held his hands up defensively, even as he continued to lie on the sofa. "Hold your horses! That's just one reason. There's a far more important reason: your size! Remember what you were saying earlier, about how your mouth was ten percent smaller than Kate's or Erin's, if not fifteen percent? Don't forget it was pointed out back then that it makes your pussy proportionally smaller too."

That quelled Monica's anger. She looked consternated instead.

"I know I've really just met the three of you tonight, even Kate for all practical purposes, but I already care for you a lot. That's what happens when people get intimate like we have. Yes, now that you're my

personal sluts, I plan on taking full sexual advantage of you, over and over, to my heart's content. I know this sounds totally contradictory, but I believe I can do that AND be considerate to you at the same time. So, for example, I'm not happy unless you're happy and you get plenty of sexual pleasure and big orgasms. I want to see those big smiles on your faces all the time."

The three beauties couldn't help but smile at that.

He went on, "More pertinent to tonight, we can all watch and learn while I fuck Kate and Erin, so by the time I come to you, Monica, you'll know what you're in for and you'll be able to make a good decision about whether you want to go ahead and get fucked or not."

Monica replied, "Thanks for that, but of course I'm going to go for a ride on The Beast!" She nodded to his erection, which was sticking up with her hand sliding up and down on it. "How could I not?"

All of a sudden, Erin complained, "HEY! How did you get your hand there?! Stop that immediately!"

Kate also snapped out of her sex fog to say to Monica, "Yeah! That's way unfair! We already know the tree house story has to be about how you coaxed out another load from him unto your face and tits. So you're one up on us already!" She planted her hands on her hips.

Erin also put her hands on her hips defiantly. "If anything, Kate and I should get to take turns sucking and stroking him while you have to watch! That'll even things up."

Monica was still jacking him off. She knew she didn't have much of a leg to stand on, so she looked to Ryan's face, hoping he'd issue an order allowing her to continue.

He said, "Forget having some kind of even-Steven sharing thing. That's not going to work, period. That said, it's a moot point. You three need to do the storytelling for a while so I can build up my energy for the spanking and fucking to come."

Monica said, "Okay, fair enough" - even as she continued to slide her fingers up and down his shaft. "But I just want to say one more thing about my so-called 'size problem.' I know I'm shorter than most, but I've never used my height or size as a crutch or an excuse. I can do just the same as anybody else, or better! I know that my vaginal pain is going to be pretty bad for the first few days until my pussy resizes itself to be a perfect fit for your cock. But I'm not going to get scared or ask for special treatment."

Erin cut in, "Monica, that's all very touching, and I'm sure you mean it. But it also seems suspiciously like a stalling tactic, considering you're still jacking him off."

"Yeah!" Kate seconded that comment.

Ryan reached out and cupped Monica's nearest tit. He playfully pinched her nipple. "Listen to them. You don't want to get on their bad side."

Monica reluctantly let go of his stiff pole. "Okay. And I get why you want me to go last. But I'll show you that, in the future, you don't need to give me special consideration due to my size. You'll see!" She stared into his eyes with fiery determination.

He grinned. God, I could fall in love with her so easily. I love her spirit! He looked around. But then there's Kate. And Erin. Wow!

With those issues apparently addressed, at least for now, the girls went to sit on Monica's bed to hear her tree house story. Since Ryan had created the incentive of reducing or eliminating any spanking to whomever gave another an orgasm, they all desired to do just that. So they sat in a small circle, within easy and equal reach of the other two.

Ryan closed his eyes again and went back to taking a rest. But before he could really relax, he had

some thinking to do. It's bizarre how this is turning out. I'll bet I sound like a really experienced dominant type. I think I have them convinced. Heck, I almost have myself convinced. But all I'm really doing is acting like guys do in the erotic stories I've read, plus following Jack's advice. Jack may be a total asshole who tried to trick me in the worst way, but for whatever reason, he gave me some damn good advice! And I know that part wasn't a trick, because his advice has already worked in spades!

For instance, his quote: "You've got to make clear from the very first words you say to her that you're in charge and she's there to sexually please you, period." So true! That's why I had to take the hard line there with the 24-hour comment and the spankings and the rest.

Especially with these three! I haven't seen much of Kate in her full-on arrogant "princess" mode this evening, and I hope I never do. Still, if I let up at all, that side of her will come roaring back, I'm sure. Meanwhile, Monica is a feisty ball of energy. I'm gonna have constant trouble with her, no doubt, but I'm kinda looking forward to it. She's super sexy when she's angry! And then there's Erin. Sometimes, she's kind of teetering on the edge of just walking out on us, I think. It looks like she doesn't buy into the "personal slut' thing much at all, but her sexual pleasure is too great for her to actually leave. So yeah, between the three of them, I really DO have to maintain firm control.

But the rewards if I can manage it? My God, man! Priceless! I'll be the envy of every guy on the whole damn planet!

He stretched out and sighed with contentment as he repositioned. He'd never felt so satisfied and confident.

One key is that I'm going to have to stress how sexually pleasurable and fun spankings can be. I'm totally winging it, but I did pretty well with Monica's sexy spanking earlier. I just need any ol' excuse to do that to Kate and Erin too. Make sure they love it. The important thing is to firm up the mutual understanding that I have the right to spank them at any time. Once they're fully hooked some point down the line, I'll administer harsh spankings if I have to. But I honestly hope that doesn't happen much, if at all. In just a short time I've developed real feelings for all three of them, and I'm sure those feelings are gonna grow stronger over time.

I'm kind of a sucker and a softy, I suppose. All bark and no bite. But just so long as THEY don't know that, I'll be okay.

He tried to let his mind go blank and actually fall asleep if at all possible. But between thoughts of the upcoming spankings and fuckings he had planned, he was still too worked up to relax enough to have a chance of sleeping. The girls had moved a ways away from him and spoke in low voices in order to help him rest, so he couldn't hear their actual words. However, he could hear the tones of their voices, and that was enough to keep him aroused and interested.

At first, they were very quiet indeed. But they had been extremely worked up from what he'd done to them out in the hallway, and they hadn't had much of a chance to calm down since then, especially since they remained completely naked. He could hear a highly emotional and excited Monica do most of the talking. Undoubtedly, she was telling the full story of how she'd lured him to the sorority's tree house and then gave him an excellent blowjob there.

He soon decided it was more interesting to just hear the tones of their voices than the actual words. At first, Kate and Erin sounded skeptical and even hostile with their occasional interjections and questions. But in just a couple of minutes, they were practically whipped into a lusty frenzy, and sounded just as excited as Monica did.

He was trying to keep his eyes closed. But he knew the bed was in his line of sight if he lifted his head, since he happened to have laid down in that direction. Eventually, curiosity got the best of him and he

lifted his head up to look. He was slightly disappointed that they weren't fingering each other. But that was a big line to cross, especially for Kate. At least they were freely masturbating themselves in the full sight of the others. He even happened to catch Monica try to stuff her entire hand in her mouth in an apparent effort to convey some aspect of the blowjob she'd given him. She didn't actually get her whole hand in, but whatever she did and said resulted in lots of enthusiastic moans and groans from the other two.

On second thought, he was starting to regret that he couldn't hear the actual words being said.

After a little more of this, he thought, Okay, fuck it. There's no way in hell that I'm going to take an actual nap now. I'm too wired! Besides, I've already done what I needed to do. I de-stressed and physically recovered. Now, I'm ready for action!