Page 103 of F*ck It Out With A Devil

I hear when the guys and girls make it in as they all start squealing like excited little children in their favorite candy store. I’ve made it halfway down the hall, but they are so loud, I can hear them from here. Once I make it to the pool outside, I flop down in one of the lounge chairs.

Minutes later, Fred is the first one to arrive.

I pull her down on my lap as she slaps my arm, shouting at me in the process.

“What is wrong with you? Get your filthy, man hands off me.” She screeches.

“Shut up and listen, I need you to role play with me, and I expect you to play it well.”“Role play? For what?”

“You’re to do whatever I say, no questions asked.”

“What?” She groans.

“I didn’t stutter, Fred.”

“Fine.” She agrees as the others make themselves at home around the pool.

“Athens! Could you please come here?” I yell.

“Why are you making me do this?” Fred whispers.

“Because, you still have to prove that we can trust you. It’s not an easy task, so.” I hunch my shoulders.

“I’ve done everything you all asked and more. How is that not proof enough that I’m not going to turn on you all?”

“It’s just not, now shut the fuck up and grind your pussy on my dick like I told you to.”

“Ugh, you get on my nerves.”

“Just think of one of the guys you envision when you’re watching porn late at night.” I chuckle.

“How do you know about that?” She gasps.

“Sweetheart, my house has many eyes, and I see it all.”

“Well, I can’t fuck anyone, now can I? My vibrator only goes so far, and none of you have come in to relieve any of the tension between my legs since that first week I was at your other place, so don’t talk to me about the porn I watch.” She huffs as she begins to grind on top of me.

“It would seem this is definitely making up for it.”

“Oh, shut up and let me have a release.” She moans.

“What do you want, Wyck?” Athens asks, not looking in my direction, but looking around at the shirtless guys, my devils, and their dates for the evening.

“We are ready to eat now. Can you bring the food and set it all up out here?” I bat my eyes innocently in her direction.

“Whatever you want, Wyck.” She says, looking down at Fred and me. Her face narrows before she catches herself and scurries off.

“Fred, slow down. You still have more to do, and if you come now, you won’t again later.”

“Oh, trust me, I’ll be able to come more than twice from being sexually starved like you all have me.” One of the girls chuckles when they hear this, and I shoot her a look that says nobody was talking to you.

“Watch it, Fred. Would you like to be locked up in your tower or enjoying a nice outing on a fine day like this?”

“Sorry, won’t happen again, Your Highness.” She scowls, sticking her tongue out at me.

“That does it.” I say, getting up from the chair and taking her with me.

“What are you doing?”

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