It seemed that she had picked up on the measured pace of the other girls as it took her an age to finally bring him between her lips.
Ophelia planted several pecks on Erica’s cheek and then swirled her tongue around where her lips met his cock, adding yet more sensation to their mate’s tool.
Soon Erica picked up the pace, bobbing several times in rapid succession only to pop him out of her mouth and proffer his cock to Ophelia again.
Ophelia had a strange look in her eyes, her face was red and Nameless, despite his pleasure, found himself worried even as she licked at his head again.
“Ophelia, what’s wrong?”
“Not a th-thing Master, it seems that my b-bond-sisters have decided to have their way with me while I pleasure you.” She shuddered out then sucked his head back into her mouth and began to bob rapidly.
He could see Erica and Milly’s shoulders working vigorously and realized that they were fingering her from behind.
Ophelia’s cheeks were puffing out as she tried to maintain her composure and suck him but couldn’t as her moans began to build up.
The sight was incredibly erotic for the over-stimulated man.
“Do it girls, make her cum with my cock in her mouth.”
Erica began to move both of her hands faster, one on his cock and the other fingering Ophelia’s with her forearm jammed between her cheeks. Milly alternated between squeezing Ophelia’s pert butt and lightly petting it.
Ophelia was practically vibrating as she began to bob her head for real, sucking hard on his tender flesh while her bond-sisters pleasured her.
“Cum for me Ophelia, I want to see it, I want to see what your face looks like.” His voice was hoarse with excitement.
Her head stopped bobbing with just his glans between her lips as her wide eyes locked with his.
She panted a scream around his cock, one shuddering breath after another as she thrashed atop him.
“That’s it sister, show him everything” Milly licked at her face as her pleasure rolled over her.
Erica didn’t stop her thrusting fingers until Ophelia began to sob a bit from the over stimulation, his cock slipping from her mouth.
His erection bounced up and down with his own need as Ophelia recovered.
“I’m so close, please somebody…”
Milly and Erica abruptly shifted upwards, bringing their lips right next to Ophelia’s and all three of them planted sucking kisses and broad licks over his cock while Ophelia massaged his balls and Erica stroked him.
The tension in his balls spilled forth and he tried to warn them but all he managed was a guttural grunt in his throat as his cum began to spurt.
As soon as they felt his release, all three girls opened their mouths wide to accept his salty treat. Erica deliberately pointed his cock at Ophelia, his seed splashing off of her lips and tongue as they all licked at him.
He grunted and would have thrust upwards but the girls combined weight had him pinned, he was at their mercy, fortunately they were merciful as his orgasm continued, each of them taking a turn to give an intense sucking bob to his spurting member to extend his pleasure.
His abs were locked tight as he arched upwards, groaning uncontrollably.
All three girl’s faces were coated, but Ophelia was a real mess, despite being above him, both of her cheeks had been basted and a line had been drawn across her nose and onto her forehead.
She bobbed on his cock through his last few spurts, taking him deep.
At long last his groaning was reduced to wheezing gasps as his voice faltered and his head slumped back, taking his eyes away from the girls.
They couldn’t have that though; Erica’s throaty voice cut the silence as she swallowed her share of his copious load.
“Master, you are missing the show, this is the best part after all.”
He took a couple deep breaths then propped himself back up.
To see Erica and Milly taking turns at tongue-feeding Ophelia his cum.
Their kisses were sloppy, as one took over Ophelia’s mouth, the other lapped at the mess of his thighs and cock and gathering more of his cum to present to her.
His member twitched at the image.
“You girls… spoil me so…”
The show mostly over, Ophelia’s sultry gaze found him again and she whispered into the growing darkness.
“That’s because we love you more than life, dearheart. And I will gladly do this with my bond-sisters every day and night for the rest of our lives for you.”
He chuckled a bit and shook his head.
“Not a chance, I plan to make love to you tonight and many other nights besides. And I think it is about your turn to be spoiled, love.”
Milly and Erica both smiled, they knew what was going to happen next.
Ophelia breathed a shuddering breath and made simple yet deeply arousing request.
“If that is the case, then might I suggest you take me from behind? It will be easier with my wings, and then I can bury my face into Milly’s juicy pussy like she deserves, I got a small taste of her last night and think I would greatly enjoy another.”
Milly mooed in alarm.
Erica laughed into his hip.
Nameless nodded like an idiot.
As promised he and Milly quickly swapped places and the Minotaur held Ophelia’s head with two hands to her privates as the butterfly girl worked her nether lips vigorously.
Her butt wiggling invitingly while Nameless was positioned behind her, his feet on the floor as there was no more bed left to kneel on. Having just cum he was enjoying the show immensely, as well as the firm massage Erica was giving his groin, her breasts pushed into his arm as she worked to bring him back to readiness for the Flutterby.
He reached out and took Ophelia’s cheeks in his hands, massaging the nearly translucent globes with his fingers as Erica wiggled his floppy wiener between them.
To help revive his flaccid penis the Katje started whispering into his ear.
“Look how wet she is for you Master, she’s so tight too; when I fucked her earlier I wasn’t sure if I was going to get my fingers back. She’s going to squeeze your cock so good lover, so you better get hard again because this butterfly needs you in her so bad.”
After that It didn’t take him long to get it up again.
His hands stayed on Ophelia cheeks, kneading them apart as Erica drew his erection between them, teasing her puckered hole briefly before dipping him lower.
He shuddered, and then wondered.
“Erica, what about you?”
“Master, once you two get going I am going to go and lie next to Milly and watch the show. From there I’m sure I’ll figure something out, so don’t worry about me, I’m going to have a blast.”
With that she positioned his cock at Ophelia’s entrance, and the dark haired girl that he had known all his life turned to watch him with one bright eye.
The room feel into a heavy silence as all waited for him to push himself forwards.
He gave a dubious thrust, but Erica’s hand was still guiding him and her aim was true.
He felt Ophelia’s folds give way before his erection and he was halfway inside her before he knew what had happened.
Ophelia gasped a sob of ecstasy as the moment that she had dreamt of for nearly two decades arrived.
Erica let him go, her guiding hand no longer needed. She leaned down and kissed Ophelia pert ass cheek. Then stood up and pulled Nameless into a brief but hungry kiss before she slapped his ass.
“Give her hell lover.”
With that she went and flopped down beside Milly, a quick peck to her bond-sister’s cheek they settled in as he began to pump himself in an out of Ophelia’s tight tunnel.
Just as Erica had promised, her grip was intense and Nameless soon found himself gritting his teeth as her inner muscles worked him over.
As his rutting rocked her forwards Ophelia returned to her task, her tongue parted Milly’s juicy cleft and with eac
h thrust her face was forced deeper in the mooing girl’s sex.
The room reeked of sex, Erica was nearly overwhelmed by all of the different things happening around her, she couldn’t help but bring her hand down and finger herself as the slapping sound of wet flesh filled the air.
Milly once more took Ophelia’s head in her hands, doing her best to manage her hair for her, but failing utterly as her dark locks were dragged all over her pelvis.
Ophelia likely wouldn’t have noticed if her hair was on fire.
The pressure of her lover’s erection pounding into her most intimate space was enough to drive her wild, and she tongued at Milly’s pussy as a means to stay sane. Her wings spread as wide as they could, the muscles in her back stretching orgasmically.
Nameless watched as all three of his girls writhed in ecstasy and loved every second of it, he was bottoming out in Ophelia now, his hips sending ripples through her cheeks with each pounding slap.
His gait was steady, and he realized that since he just came, and since his girls had been spoiling him so often, he could probably go for hours; barring his collapsing from exhaustion of course.
With that knowledge and the feel of Ophelia around him he decided he would hold out for as long as possible to give her as much pleasure as he could.
He damn near broke the poor girl.
Ten minutes of steady pounding and she was writhing over a constantly lowing Milly, who had already found ecstasy once from Ophelia’s tongue.
Ten minutes after that and sweat was pouring off of him in droves and Ophelia had lost her voice from crying out her release.
He started to pound her harder, building himself up as he was unable to even speak while exhaustion began to set in.
The entire time, Erica had steadily played with herself, purring intently as she watched her man pleasure her bond-sister to the point of insanity.
Unlike the others she had just kept her motor going, she wanted to come with him, even if he was too far gone to notice.
When he started to pound into Ophelia with a vengeance Erica began to ramp herself up to match, playing with one erect nipple as she thrust three fingers inside of herself, her thumbs grazing her clit.
Nameless was almost at his limit, he hoped he could cum before he passed out.
Ophelia was done; her face a disaster from Milly’s juices and her own hair, her red splotched cheek was grinding against Milly’s sex, her tongue having long since given up as she merely gasped out sporadically in rapture.
The constant friction of Ophelia’s hair and cheek on her groin had also reduced Milly to a near puddle, able only to moo her satisfaction while her eyes rolled about wildly.
Erica saw it all.
Show me Master, show me what a beast you are!
At last Nameless found his release, Ophelia’s inner muscles tightening around him as she yet again found hers. He began to spurt deep inside her and he vaguely heard his kitty yowl with him as she brought herself over the edge of her own long climb.
Ophelia’s muscles worked over his member as his liquid heat shot deep within her, she managed a hoarse moan of satisfaction.
At last spent, Nameless legs trembled and he slumped over Ophelia’s perfect ass. He vaguely noticed the red marks from his aggressive grip all over her cheeks as his rapidly flagging cock slipped out of her with a wet plop.
Exhausted, he pulled himself beside one of Milly’s legs.
Wordlessly a very wobbly Ophelia settled on top of him, her normally gorgeous hair matted to her head. Her wings had folded down now and she managed to bring her face up to his and plant a lazy kiss on his lips. He was panting from exertion and slick with sweat but she didn’t care.
“Th-thank you… love.” She managed.
“Ugh… my line.” He grunted as he brought his trembling arms around her.
She gave a very un-Ophelia-like snort of laughter as she settled her head onto his chest.
Her eyes drooped and she thought to say more, but soon noticed that his panting had turned into deep heavy breathing and he began to snore.
“And here I thought he had broken you.” Erica murmured.
She dropped down to groom her sister’s matted hair for her, only to quickly discover that Ophelia was drooling. She was asleep too.
“Aaaand apparently he did, Milly did you see-” As she turned she heard her other sister’s familiar breathing and realized that she was the last one standing.
“Son of a bitch…”
She then noticed the tell-tale glistening of her master’s seed seeping from between the Flutterby’s legs, and licked her lips.
“Heh, more for me…”
And she drove her face into her sleeping sister’s juicy crack.
Chapter 23:
Much Needed Therapy
For some reason Ophelia had asked to be alone with Erica so Nameless and Milly sat on the porch the following morning, enjoying the sunrise.
Inside the cottage the pair was on one of the loveseats. Erica was curled up with her head in Ophelia’s lap as she scratched at her furry ears; the Katje’s purr a steady buzz in the morning atmosphere.
“I wanted to talk to you about last night Erica. I can’t help but feel like you are trying to compensate for something when you were intimate with us.” Ophelia’s tone was soft.
“Mmmmm…” Erica was blessed-out from the ear scratching.
“You’ve been hurt dearheart.” It wasn’t a question; “I wanted to tell you that you can talk to me if you like, I know that you and Milly are really close, and we both know how sweet she is, so it might be hard for you to tell her about the more difficult things you’ve been through.”
Erica’s purr faltered as she turned her head in the Flutterby’s lap, her eyes welling up at the loving tone in Ophelia’s voice.
“Th-that’s okay, I’m tough so I’ll be fine.”
“You were raped.” Ophelia stated, again not a question, her voice still so very soft.
“N-no! It wasn’t like that! I was in heat so-”
“And men took advantage of that, I’m so sorry dearheart, but when you are unable to refuse that is called rape.”
Erica sobbed a bit at that, her breath catching in her throat as she tried to regain control, she sat up only to be pulled into Ophelia’s arms.
“Shhh, my dear kitty, there is an edge to you that the others do not see, at least not as clearly as I do. The world has trampled on you, life has been unforgivably cruel. I won’t force you to go into it, not ever. I just wanted to take this time to tell you that I am here for you if you ever want to talk about it. Just please remember it often takes far more strength to be soft then it does to be hard.”
Erica sobbed again, she desperately clutched at Ophelia as her tears began to flow along with her words.
“It was, I-I was… I was a whore! I let them… inside me and on me and in me-” She was beginning to babble as she broke down.
“No you were not. I have met whores before, whores get paid. You were a slave. And we both know that you weren’t able to ‘let’ anyone do anything.”
She rubbed at the miserable cat’s back as she cried her heart out, their heads on each other’s shoulders.
“I d-don’t know how much he remembers from when he was in my mind. I am so afraid that if I t-told him, if he knew everything, he wouldn’t be attracted to me, that he would be disgusted by me, because I am disgusting! The things I’ve done. Men have taken me in every way that a woman can be taken! My pussy, my mouth, my a-ass, even my e-ears!”
Ophelia stroked her flattened ears as she wailed.
Erica was beginning to hyperventilate as her memories came flooding back, her skin crawled as she remembered every slimy touch of every vile encounter.
There was an abrupt crack, and the shocked Katje caught her breath as she pressed one hand to the slightly red handprint on her cheek.
Ophelia had slapped her.
“I’m sorry dearheart, but you were going to make yourself pass ou
t. May I say something now?”
Shocked, Erica nodded.
“Do you think that I am disgusting? Or Milly for that matter?”
“N-no, of course not!”
“But we’ve been with you, and we enjoyed it dearly. Surly since you are so filthy we too must be unclean as well.”
“No you aren’t! It’s like you said: Milly is the sweetest girl in the world! And you have been so kind to us!”
“Thank you dear, but let me ask you something else. You say men have used every part of you, you can remember their touch, the feel of their seed on you?”
Erica shuddered and nodded again.
Abruptly Ophelia leaned in and licked her from her lips to her eyebrow.
“You show me everywhere that they made you unclean, made you think that you were unclean, and I will lick it all away, because you are not dirty!” Her voice was intense and her violet eyes firm.
Erica swallowed, aroused now, the wet trail that Ophelia had left on her face relieved the crawling sensation that was all over her skin.
Silently she pointed to her cheek, and Ophelia responded quickly, lathing her tongue across her face again as the cat shuddered in pleasure.
“H-how are you doing that?”
Ophelia’s voice was a breathy whisper as she responded.
“Quiet simply dearheart, you are a Katje, social grooming is part of your instincts. You know this better than anyone. You have more than once groomed your bond-sister and your bond-mate, and now I fully intend to groom every inch of you, so that you can let go of who you were forced to be, and focus instead on who you are.”
“Wh-who I am?
“Yes…” Ophelia had moved down to her neck now, her tongue leaving wet trails behind it everywhere it went.
“But I don’t know who I am…” Erica eyes fluttered closed, she felt her arousal peak at the other girl’s affections.
She lay back into the loveseat as Ophelia climbed on top of her, spreading her wings over them.
“You do, you just forget sometimes and need us to remind you.”
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