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ShyGuy25: You’d look beautiful in anything. Wear what you like the most.

Toto_the_dog: Woof!

Cerberus: Watch it, Toto. There’s only one top dog in here, and it’s me.

CallMeMommy: Sounds like these two need to go to the dog park. Don’t worry, beautiful, I’ll take it from here. Show us what you’ve picked.

I made a show of getting up from my seat and making my way to the bed. “Mommy always takes good care of me.” I tossed a wink over my shoulder for good measure, grinning to myself at the flood of messages and sexual energy that sent my way.

Cerberus: Call her mommy all you want, but you know I’m your daddy. Now rub my belly and tell me I’m your goodest boy, please.

OriginalSin: Daddy? You wish, pup. That’s a title you’ve got to earn and I doubt you know the first thing about topping.

I could only just make out the screen as I headed back with my options in hand. It was harder than usual to keep my face schooled in a neutral expression as I caught up on the drama in the chat. Their banter wasn’t uncommon, and I typically enjoyed it because it kept things moving without me needing to be engaged. But sometimes they got out of hand. These two might be the latter.

ThisLilPiggy: Is that nail polish on your nightstand?

BigMan69: Show me your tits!

TIs4Tony: Bend over and let me see if you’re wearing panties.

OnMyKnees4U: The stockings! Ohmygod please say you’re wearing the stockings.

TheRealMan: Dude’s cumming in his pants and she hasn’t even done anything yet.

OriginalSin: As if you aren’t already rubbing one out.

TheRealMan: . . . okay, bud.

And with that, I realized this was going to be one of those moments where I had to step in and take back control. OriginalSin was a bit of a troll.

“If you’re going to be naughty, then I guess I’ll just have to choose for you.”

Spinning around, I placed the black option on the bed and dropped the red one on the floor. With a glance over my shoulder, I winked and wiggled my ass before pulling my top off and letting the white cotton float to the carpet. All they saw was my bare back and shoulders, but the way the closet door was positioned offered them a teasing side view in the mirror. The curve of one breast, the dip of my waist, the swell of my hip. Enough to keep them focused on me, but not enough to give away the goods yet.

I was nearly there, though. The tension radiating from my chat room was thick, like a delicious chocolate syrup dripping from a spoon over the ice cream I was about to eat. Time to put the cherry on top.

Hooking my thumbs in the waistband of my shorts, I wiggled my hips as I pushed the fabric down my legs. My ass was in full view, tight, toned, round. Exactly what they wanted.

OriginalSin: Fuuuuck.

Bob1212: Oh fuck yes, beautiful. Now turn around and show us the rest.

ShyGuy25: Where’s the biting my knuckles emoji?

OnMyKnees4U: I know exactly what to do with that

CallMeMommy: That ass would look even better with my handprint on it.

EverySteve: Let me take a bite, baby.

TIs4Tony: Fuck, your ass is juicy.

Taking a long, slow breath, I pulled as much sexual energy from the chat as I could. They were already feeding me better than my session earlier this week. Thank fuck. There was something about being in this penthouse that had me feeling ravenous. No matter what, I couldn’t seem to assuage my hunger.

CallMeMommy had some excellent suggestions tonight. She always did. I reached behind me and smacked my butt, the pain burning over my skin, but their reactions filling me even more.

A thud from the room next to mine pulled me out of the moment as I was reminded I wasn’t alone here. This wasn’tIniquity,where every room was spelled to be soundproof.

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