The girls shook theirheads.

"Then that’s not where he got me!” criedPinky.

They all laughed again—even Pinky, who was attempting toplaydead.

"Baby Blue…” Pinky said through barely parted lips. Her arm lay overhereyes.

"Yes, Pinky?” Baby Blueasked.

"Avenge me…” Pinky said. Her arm fell to the floor and she was gone…for three seconds, until she giggledagain.

"I’ll get him,” Baby Blue said, standing up. "He’ll never see mecoming.”

"Why not?” said the girl in yellow. "Or are you planning on covering his eyes whenyoucome?”

Malcolm crouched behind his throne, pretending to cower as the nymphs plotted their revenge. His dark eyes shifted left and right like he was waiting for an imminent incoming attack from enemiesunknown.

"You go left,” the girl in yellow said to Mona. "I’ll go right. If he tries to run from Baby Blue, one of us cancatchhim.”

"What do we do with him when we catch him?” Monaasked.

The yellow-gowned nymph shook her head. "I haven’t thought that far ahead. Let’s just get him. One, two,three!”

The three of them raced to thethrone.

Mona couldn’t wait to get her hands on Malcolm, but he was too fast for her—he spun out of her grasp. He was nearly caught by Baby Blue, but he feinted to the right. Just as the girl in yellow was about to catch him with her ribbon, he clasped her wrist and scooped her up intohisarms.

"Oh no!” Baby Blue cried. "He’s capturedSunshine!”

"That’s impressive,” Pinky said from thefloor.

"Because she’s so fast?” Baby Blueasked.

"Because it’s the middle of thenight!”

Baby Blue laughed so hard, Mona had to hold her up. Meanwhile, Malcolm had Sunshine, the girl in the yellow dress, on his lap in the throne again. As she wiggled and struggled, he ripped her dress down to her waist—if Mona had to guess, she’d say the wiggling and the struggling did more harm than good. It certainly made it easier for Malcolm to rip her dress, which may or may not have been Sunshine’s plan all along. Malcolm pulled her bare back against his naked chest and groped her breasts as he bounced her onhisknee.

"Should we try to rescue her?” Baby BlueaskedMona.

"Don’t try anything,” Sunshine said, her voice quavering as Malcolm bounced her. "You’ll only make it worseforme.”

"I think she likes it right where she is,” Monawhispered.

"She does,” Baby Blue whispered back. "But he doesn’t need toknowthat.”

Malcolm tore the rest of Sunshine’s gown from her body. The gauzy fabric ripped like paper and gathered at his feet like an offering of gold. He lifted Sunshine by her waist, and when he brought her down again it was to impale her on his cock. She took it all at once, her back arching and head tipping backward. Malcolm put his hand on her neck and whispered intoherear.

"What do you think he’s saying?” Mona askedBabyBlue.

"Probably something very important,” Baby Blue said. Then she giggled again and pulled naked Pinky off the floor and to her feet. While Malcolm dallied with Sunshine in his lap, the three of them would dance. The trio joined hands and spun in circles round the throne. Then they formed a conga line for a few minutes. All the while Malcolm bounced his captive nymph up and down on his lap—lifting her slight weight, holding her in the air and then sliding her down again, impaling her once more andagain.

"Let me go!” Sunshine cried. "I demand you setmefree!”

"Never!” Malcolm said, all satyr now, his legs hairy as a pelt, his ears pointed asknives.

"Never ever?” Sunshine asked as Malcolm nibbledherneck.

"Not until you come,”hesaid.