Page 45 of A Fool's Game

I seem to be standing face-to-face with two identicalwomen. Tall and blonde, they stand shoulder to shoulder, The Shining style, blinking at me.

I blink myself a few times and rub my eyes, but when I look back, there are still two of them.

“You look lost,” one of them speaks, her voice just as ethereal and creepy as I would expect from someone who seems to have appeared out of a nightmare.

“You can come into our room,” the other one chimes in.

I’m just planning my escape past them and down the stairs when the door behind me flies open and a strong arm grips my bicep, pulling me backwards.

“Shame,” one of the women says as Taylor closes the door behind us. “He’s already gone to the dark side.”

“What the fuck is going on here?” I mutter to no one in particular.

“What’s going on is that you need to chill the fuck out.”

Taylor’s harsh words bring me back to reality. I glance around the dim room and see Gem standing uncertainly by the bed, Taylor standing right in front of me, naked, arms crossed, cock still standing fully erect.

“Is this place haunted?” I ask, unable to shake the last few moments.

“Maybe,” Gem answers.

Taylor turns to her sharply. “You. Back on the bed.”

She obeys, crawling back to the center of the mattress.

His head spins around to pin me with his glare. “And you…on the damn bed.”

And maybe it’s madness. Maybe I’m making the biggest mistake of my life. But I obey.

“I’ve got two of them to order around now,” Taylor mutters to himself as I crawl toward Gem, who welcomes me into her warm embrace with both arms.

I’m just finding her lips once more when I hear another direction. “Pretty boy, on your back.”

I glance up and he’s walking across the mattress on his knees toward us. He swings one arm out and takes Gem around the middle, pulling her up to her knees with her back to his chest, both of them facing me.

I only hesitate a moment before I obey once more, laying down with my legs outstretched, parted slightly to allow Taylor to kneel there with Gem held right against his body.

One arm still holds her while the other reaches between her legs. “I made her come while you were gone,” he says.

As I watch, his fingers disappear inside her and come out glistening with her orgasm.

“You see how wet she is?”

I nod, transfixed by the scene unfolding in front of me.

“You want this on your dick?”

The words surprise me, but not enough to keep me from answering enthusiastically. “Yeah. Yes.”

Taylor reaches his wet fingers up and takes Gem’s chin, turning her face to his. “What do you think, witch? Should we give it to him?”

She’s practically a puddle in his arms. I can see where her body is melting, unable to hold itself up.

“Yes,” she moans, never taking her eyes off him.

He shoves his fingers back into her quickly, roughly, and she and I both gasp at the sudden movement.

He’s stronger than I gave him credit for, because he walks his little puppet forward on her knees on the bed until she’s right above me, straddling my hips, still pinned to his chest.

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