Page 7 of Forever Masked & Mine

MACK

We walk into a quiet bungalow, and I look over at Percy, who is smirking. “Let’s get everything set up and surprise Mar.” Walking around the lower level of the bungalow, Percy and I are setting up our recording equipment. Mar hates the setup portion, so she’ll be excited we have that done already.

I was smart enough to tease the followers with a “honeymoon but make it Halloween ” on the live last week. October is always a big month for our streaming since cosplayers are masked. But honestly, we have such a loyal fan base behind us year-round.

The spooky holiday just brings in the new unaware mask-kink folk.

We peeked out the big windows on the way into the master bedroom and saw Vin on the deck with the girls, watching while they jump into the beautifulwater right outside our room. They’re all laughing, looking like they are having the times of their lives.

Percy is pulling his black cargo pants up over his thighs, and I groan, “The genes your mother blessed you with…” I do the chef’s kiss hand motion and add the lip-smacking noise of a kiss. “I’ve truly never seen a better physique on a man. And I’m lucky enough to call you mine. I get to worship those thighs any time I want.”

?1I wonder how questionable I would sound asking him to smash my head between them?

“I may have gotten the thighs, Baby Boy, but your upper body is beyond anything mine will ever be. Your arms. Your shoulders… and don’t get me started on your fucking back.” He bites his fist, being more playful than usual. As he processes my statement again, he asks, “How do you know it was my mom and not my dad’s genes?!”

I chuckle. “Because your mom has those same thighs…” He gasps at my answer, right as Blair, Mar, and Vin walk through the sliding glass door to our room.

We have our cargo pants on with the holsters strapped onto our thighs, and our mask are lyingon the bed when Blair questions, “Oh. My. God… Are you all about to film?!” She sounds kind of scared, but I don’t miss the glint of curiosity in her eyes. It’s so wild seeing Vin so caught up in a woman. I don’t know what I expected out of him, but it for sure wasn’t being brought to his knees by a woman. And on the flip side, I couldn’t imagine anyone better for Blair. I’ve known her for what feels like a lifetime. She’s been my hairdresser the longest, and watching her come out of her shell with Vin has been nothing but amazing.

I’m very curious how everyone’s going to handle this situation, though. The devil knows we’re nothing but exhibitionists. Mar’s the first one to answer Blair, “You two are free to do whatever you want. Stay and watch, go into the living room and just listen, or vacate the property…. we’ll be loud, I can guarantee that much, but yes, we’re about to film.”

Blair turns to face Vin, practically begging, “Can we stay and watch?! I want to see Mar work. And you know I love watching.” The feral fucking grin that Vin is sporting has to be the same one the people he “takes care of” see last in their lifetime…

“Of course we can stay,Terremoto.” He looks over at me first, asking, “Are you okay with us staying?”

“Fuck yes!” I immediately answer him.

“I am too. Just be warned, we are into some wild shit, and the subscribers are even wilder. If it gets to be too much, we will not judge you if you need to stepout.” Blair nods at Percy’s words as Vin walks them over to the oversized wicker seat in the corner.

We have the stream up on the TV so we can see it from the bed. Our normal two cameras are also up on their tripods: one at the foot of the bed and one on the side closest to the wall.

“You still have my cock caged,Luchik?”

“Yes, Ma’am. Do I get to get out of it now?!”

She barks back immediately, “No.” I look over at Blair, and her brows are nearly touching her hairline.

Mar walks over to her bag, pulls her glowing red horns out, and places them in front of each bun she has her hair in. Percy and I slide our masks into place. He clicks the button to begin the stream, announcing, “We’re live.”

Mar is still in her swimsuit, and now that I’m looking, Blair and Vin are as well. She’s sitting on top of his lap but paying rapt attention to what’s going on with the three of us.

Mar gives Percy instructions, “König, tie up your slutty little boyfriend. I don’t care how, as long as he’s lying on his back. I need access to that pretty face of his.”

Oh fuck yes, this is going to be fun.

I’m about to jump onto the bed, but Percy practically growls, “Clothes off now, Ghost.” I’m stripping my holster off my leg, unbuttoning my pants, pulling my pants and briefs down.

The hiss leaves my lips, and that spurs Mar on. “The poor slut is sensitive. Read some chats for us, Ghost.”

I do as I’m told, not needing any more punishment, so I start to read:

$300 - @spread_my_cheeks

Happy Honeymoon & Halloween to my favorite trio. I can’t wait for the wedding fucking!

$69 - @walk.me.like.a.dog

OMG! Is that a cock cage, Ghost?!

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