Saturday – September 23, 2023
Angel and Diablo both hooked their fingers in their little speedos and pushed them down, freeing their huge erections. And when I say huge, I meanhuge.Somehow they looked even bigger than I remembered from when they’d tried to double-team me in the shower on my very first society date. And when I’d booped them each on the tip at the Onyxies.
Up until now it had mostly been the male campers cheering. Now it was the girls’ turn to cheer.
I expected the brothers to attack Chastity, but instead they stared at me. The desire was written all over their faces. And even though it wasn’t for me, I found myself crossing my legs.
“Your orders, Princess?” asked Diablo.
Ummm…With Chastity still kneeling, both cocks were only a few inches from her face. The most reasonable command would have been for him to facefuck her. But I didn’t want to leave Angel just standing there. Their heated stares made me wiggle in my seat. “Bring her to her feet.”
Diablo and Angel each grabbed one of Chastity’s slender arms and hauled her to her feet.
“Turn her to face the crowd.”
They turned her.
I couldn’t just sit here. I felt like I was about to combust. It had been months since I’d last had sex. And I suddenly had too much pent-up energy. I got out of my throne and circled the trio, pausing in front of Chastity. “During the freedom race you wore pasties, while all of us other girls risked being topless. Why’d you do that?”
I leaned down. “Seriously…why’d you do that?” I whispered.
She laughed. “Because I didn’t want to distract your suitors with my beautiful nips! I was trying to be the best wing woman.”
Well that was the sweetest thing ever. Especially coming from Chastity. Shelovedshowing off her tits.
“You’re the best friend ever,” I said.
“I know.”
I stood back up. “Answer me, Whore-Princess!” I demanded, trying to put on a good show. “Why’d you wear pasties?”
“I’m a princess. It wouldn’t be proper to show my tits to mere peasants.”
I turned to address the crowd. “What do you all think of that? Was that cheating?”
“Yeah!” several men shouted.
“Rip her dress off!” screamed another.
“The crowd has spoken,” I said. “Remove her dress.”
Without hesitation, Angel and Diablo grabbed either side of Chastity’s plunging neckline. The muscles in their arms tensed as they pulled. Her dress resisted for a moment, but the strength of the men proved to be too much. The fabric tore straight down the center, leaving Chastity completely nude except for her bracelets and her blue thigh-high boots.
“Ah!” she screamed, pretending to be embarrassed.
I was mortified for her. But she’d said she wanted this. She even just smiled and winked at the crowd. And maybe a little piece of me wished I was in her place. Seriously…why was I so wet right now? I tried to think about what I would want next if I was Chastity.
“Stroke them,” I told her.
She tugged at her cuffs.
Oh, right.
“Uncuff her,” I said.
Nigel ran over and undid her cuffs. She immediately started stroking both men, one in each hand. Within seconds, both of their erections were at full mast.Fuck, this is so hot.
“Get on all fours.” My voice came out weird and squeaky.
