Chapter 4: Three Is a Magic Number

Rhys awoke to a fantastic feeling. He was lying on his back with the bedsheets pulled down to his knees, and someone was playing with his cock. He could hear whispers and giggles, and when he opened his eyes, he saw Kat and Jade kneeling over his groin. Kat had her mouth over the crown of his cock and was gently stroking his shaft. She’d undressed down to a pair of plain knickers and a bra. Jade was next to her, whispering into her ear.

Kat was too busy to notice that Rhys was awake, but Jade noticed. She looked over at him and silently mouthed the word “cum”.

Rhys was close to climax anyway, and he half-yelled, “Kat! Cumming!” to give her warning. Then he erupted.

Kat gagged as his cum hit the back of her throat. She tried to swallow but couldn’t do it quickly enough to keep up with the jizz that Rhys was pumping into her mouth. She pulled her head off Rhys’s cock, and the last ropes of his cum splashed onto her face. She had a shocked look on her face. Jade leaned over to her, scooped the cum up from Kat’s face with her fingers and put it in her mouth. Her face showed her pleasure, and she asked Kat, “Can I kiss you?”

Kat was still stunned but nodded her assent. Jade moved Kat’s face around so the two women could kiss. Rhys could see them come together, and Jade put her tongue in Kat’s mouth, lapping up Rhys’s cum. Once she’d got as much as she could, she switched to just kissing Kat, although Kat wasn’t putting much effort into it, just letting Kat do the work.

Rhys watched the spectacle for a minute or so, then sat up, flicked his sleep shorts off his ankles, and hugged the two kneeling women. “Thank you, Kat,” he said. “That was a wonderful way to wake up.” Kat was still stunned, running her fingers slowly over her face where Rhys’s cum had previously been.

“She wanted to try,” Jade said softly to Rhys. “She’s never had a sexual experience with someone else; we discussed it yesterday and hoped you wouldn’t mind. She wants to participate fully in our family, not just be someone who tags along with us. I think she loves you, if I’m honest. She’s never loved anyone other than her mum, so she’s unsure. But I can tell.”

Rhys started to open his mouth to respond, but Jade put her index finger on his lips. “Don’t say anything,” she whispered. “It’s not for you to say how she should feel. Just accept it and try to love her in return. I don’t mind in the least. It doesn’t take away from what you and I have. I’m already starting to feel for her; if she ever feels similarly for me, a three-way love will be incredible for all of us. Don’t say another word about it. For me. Please?”

Rhys nodded.

Kat was starting to come out of her stupor. Rhys took the initiative and asked her, “Would you like to shower?” Kat looked at him and nodded. Rhys climbed off the bed and held his hand out to her. She took his hand and started to climb off the bed, too. Rhys glanced at Jade and raised his eyebrows in question. She shook her head and moved her eyes over Kat and him, meaning “you two.” Kat was now standing on the floor, and Rhys led her by the hand to the bathroom.

With a complete lack of surprise, he noticed that the shower cubicle was larger and would easily fit three people. He closed the bathroom door and pulled Kat into a hug. She hugged him back. After a few minutes, he released her and said, “Hands up!” She raised her arms above her head. Her bra was a pull-on type and didn’t have a clasp, so he pulled it up and over her head, tossing it into the sink.

He now saw her breasts for the first time as he knelt in front of her. They were slightly smaller than Jade’s, although he hated to compare, and fitted neatly in his hands when he cupped them. They looked perfect on Kat’s more petite frame. She shivered slightly and gave the tiniest nod as Rhys looked at her face.

Rhys licked Kat’s right nipple, and she caught her breath. He felt his cock bob up, even though he’d only cum a few minutes ago. Her nipple was stiff, and it sprang back after his touch. He reached down and pulled her knickers down to her ankles. Her pussy was neat; she kept her pubes trimmed. Instead of exploring, he stood up and moved into the shower. Kat watched him move, her eyes flicking between his erect cock and his face. He turned the shower on and adjusted the temperature until it was slightly too warm for him and (presumably) about right for Kat. She watched him walk back to her. He retook her hand and led her into the shower. She reached for the soap, but he shook his head and pointed at himself. No words were being used.

He took the soap and started to wash Kat’s hair. He tried to make it as sensual as possible, using his fingers to massage her scalp as he went. Her eyes were closed, presumably to keep the soap out, but she was purring with pleasure as he worked. Once her hair was clean, he rinsed it, soaped the sponge again and started to work down the rest of her body.

He washed her face and shoulders, then washed each of her arms. He washed her hands, spending time washing each finger and thumb. He moved around and washed her back, then moved down to her buttocks. He kneaded each of her toned buttocks as he washed them. She was in superb physical shape. He separated her buttocks and washed inside, feeling her stiffen as he got close to her rosebud and then relax again as he moved on. He washed down the backs of her legs, feeling her strong thigh muscles and firm calves. One at a time, he pulled each foot up behind her and washed her feet and toes, enjoying her wriggles and giggles as he washed the soles of her feet. He moved around to the front and washed the front of her legs.

Rhys paused for a moment and re-soaped the sponge while watching Kat. She opened her eyes briefly and smiled at him, a genuine smile of what? Affection? Certainly. Love? Yes, he decided, it looked like love.

He took the recharged sponge and washed her breasts. He used his hands to massage them and to make sure they were spotless, then washed her stomach and finally arrived at her pussy. She moved her legs apart, allowing him access. Even with the floral smell of the soap, he could smell her arousal. He moved the sponge across her mons and down to her outer lips. He applied firm pressure as he worked and heard Kat’s breath catch again. Encouraged, he continued to rub her with the sponge and listened to her breathing speed up. Then he stopped.

Kat moaned and opened her eyes; they burned with desire. Rhys reached for the shower head and started to rinse her body in the same pattern he’d washed her, ignoring her quiet whining. He rinsed her face and gently kissed her nose, then each of her eyes, and finally, he kissed her on the lips. He felt her melt into the kiss and dwelt for a while, enjoying the feeling. He carried on rinsing, using the same route as when he’d washed her and, once he got back to her breasts, he put the shower head down and kissed her left breast. He moved around the breast, kissing as he went until he arrived at her nipple. He took it in his mouth and rolled the nipple between his lips, then flicked it a few times with his tongue. Kat gasped. Rhys moved to the right breast and did the same, reaching across to the left breast and gently rubbing that nipple. He released the right nipple and gently rubbed both at the same time, looking up at Kat, who was breathing in little gasps. She was so close to orgasm.

He moved his fingers away from her nipples, knelt before her and brought the shower head up to rinse her stomach; then, he started to rinse her pubic hair. Like the rest of her, her pussy was just right. It suited her perfectly. He leaned forward and kissed her mons, feeling the curls of her bush tickling his nose.

He ran some water from the shower head into his hand. “We just need to make sure you’re clean here...” He rubbed her outer labia with his hand, applying pressure with the base of his thumb towards the front. Kat was panting like she’d run a long-distance race. “And in here,” he said as he parted her labia and ran his index finger down her slit. “And especially here,” he said as he stroked her clitoris with his thumb.

Kat went off like a firecracker, crying out, trembling and then dropping into a dead faint. Rhys already had his hand between her legs and could support her weight. With the other arm, he caught her as she toppled forward into him.

Jade had heard Kat’s cry and poked her head through the doorway. Seeing Rhys supporting Kat, she ran over to them to help. Between them, they carried Kat back into the bedroom and placed her in the bed, pulling the blankets over her. She was still wet from the shower, but they knew the magic in this world would fix the damp bedding for them.

Rhys put two chairs by the bed and sat on one of them, watching Kat. Jade brought a tray with three cups of tea and a glass of water and sat beside Rhys. They sipped the tea while Rhys quietly explained to Jade what had happened.

Jade smiled and whispered, “Good job!” to Rhys, ruffling his hair with her hand. “Did you get a shower, master?” she asked.

“No,” said Rhys. “It all got a bit much for her before we got to that point.” He looked affectionately at Kat, who was asleep in bed.

“Should we?” asked Jade. Rhys smiled and held his hand out to Jade. She accepted, and they went back to the shower. He immediately noticed chains hanging on each side of the shower head, in the dead centre of the shower cubicle and another pair of chains below them, fastened to the floor. Each chain had a padded leather cuff attached to the free end. Needless to say, they hadn’t been there earlier. Rhys took it as a signal of what Jade wanted to do in the shower. He looked at her; she was smiling broadly.

Jade took Rhys by the hand and led him into the shower cubicle. “Let your pleasure slave serve you, master,” she told him. It didn’t sound like a request, and Rhys was in no mood to argue.

Jade washed him like Rhys had washed Kat - head to toe, down his back, then back up to his chest. She paid particular attention to his cock and balls but didn’t try to get him erect again, although Rhys’s cock was doing a decent job of that itself.

She started to rinse him, starting (again) with his head and face, peppering his face with tiny kisses. She rinsed his chest, nuzzling in his chest hair. She rinsed his shoulders and back, giving each a brief massage as she went. She knelt behind him and rinsed his butt, parting his buttocks and making sure he was clean in there by licking his asshole. Rhys squirmed a little at that. She rinsed his legs and feet, kneeling to take his toes into her mouth as she lifted each foot. She moved around to his front and returned to his genitals, taking each testicle into her mouth and then deepthroating his cock. Again, she didn’t make any attempt to give him a blowjob, just making sure he was clean.

When she was finished, she replaced the showerhead in its holder and returned to her kneeling position before him, the water running down her body. Rhys looked at her. “Up,” he said, and she gracefully rose. He took her arms and buckled each to one of the leather cuffs hanging from the ceiling. He knelt, still under the cascading water, and fastened the lower cuffs onto her ankles.

Jade was now secured in the middle of the shower. Her legs were spread wide, but her arms had enough room to bring her hands down to shoulder level.

Rhys washed her, following the now familiar sequence. He made sure her breasts, and in particular her nipples, got plenty of attention and that her pussy was very clean. Then her rinsed the soap away, using his fingers to make sure her erogenous areas were clean, all the time being careful not to let Jade orgasm. All the attention was driving Jade wild. She’d been aroused by just washing Rhys but being strung up as she was, and with Rhys lavishing care on her body and her being unable to do anything about it, she was panting, moaning and writing in her bonds.

Rhys finished rinsing her and set the showerhead on the floor between Jade’s feet. He wet a small towel and used it to hold the showerhead in the position he wanted it, spraying up towards her pussy. He adjusted the water pressure until the spray was just gently touching her pussy. He stood, looking into Jade’s eyes, where he saw hunger and arousal, before saying, “I’m just going to check on Kat. No cumming until I say so!” He left the shower cubicle, quickly wiped his body with a towel, and entered the bedroom.

The slack in Jade’s arms meant she could bend her knees and have the water play more forcefully on her genitals. She lowered herself, her firm thighs and calves rippling, making the movement easy. The water played on her pussy, and she moved backwards and forwards, enjoying the sensation. Getting close to orgasm, she remembered Rhys’s order and stood up again and the feeling the water was inducing lessened. Once she’d calmed down a little, she bent her knees again and repeated.

In the bedroom, Kat was showing signs of coming around. Rhys took the glass of water they’d brought earlier to her, sat on the bed, helped her sit up, and held it to her mouth. Kat sipped the water and blinked several times before jumping up – he just managed to get the glass out of her way – and lunged at Rhys. He had time to brace himself before Kat got to him, but not by much. She barrelled into him, wrapping her arms around his neck and legs around his waist and sat on his lap, still stark naked.

“Thank you, master, Rhys, whatever!” she cried into his shoulder. “That’s the first time someone else has made me cum. I’ve never known a feeling like it. It was overwhelming, amazing, stunning, awesome, devastating, tremendous...”’; she buried her face in Rhys’s chest as he chuckled.