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The man on her right bends down to whisper something in her ear. She shakes her head, then says something to the other man.
Both men are fit and attractive, as far as I can tell. They’re probably close to my age, or maybe a little older. There’s something familiar about the larger man, but with his mask on, it’s hard to suss out. The woman is gorgeous, and she licks her lips when she meets my gaze. Maybe it takes being part of a threesome to recognize another threesome.
“Looks like he might have found someone,” Percy says. “Tell me who and I’ll bring them in.”
“Am I allowed to pick more than one?” I ask.
“You may pick whomever you like,” Gwen says. “Just remember they’re foryouto play with while Percy and I watch, if that’s what you wish. But only one of them may take the second throne.”
I glance over my shoulder at the pair of vacant thrones. So this is the plan. She’s going to let another woman—or man—reign at her side for a night.
“And when is Percy going to take his turn with me?” I ask, lifting an eyebrow at him.
Percy smirks. “When the opportunity presents itself and you look ready, I’ll check in with you. Now, who am I bringing in?”
“See the three near the middle—the younger woman and two men who look attached at her hip? I wantthem.”
ChapterTwenty-Nine
Percy
Iwas on the fence about Gwen’s decision to adjust our Masquerade scene to continue including guests. It was difficult to envision sharing her with anyone after spending the last month getting closer to Lance and falling into a comfortable—though highly erotic—routine with the two of them. I suppose it’s because it’s still very new and I don’t like the idea of sharing them with anyone.
But when she explained her plan, I decided it couldn’t hurt to try it once. Now that Lance has chosen another threesome—two men and a woman who look brand new to Whitewood—I begin to recognize the power we have here. Not to mention I can’t wait to make use of the new adaptations made to the throne. It’s configurable for all sorts of fun and interesting positions, not unlike the bench that Michael, Brit, and Adam use. And there aretwo.
I walk to the door and open it, then scan the audience, looking for the woman Lance pointed out.
“You in the blue mask with the feathers,” I say. Her mouth drops open.
“Seriously? Um…” She darts an anxious look at her companions. “I’m not sure if they’ll like it.”
“They don’t have to, because we want all three of you,” I say.
“No shit. This place is better than I expected,” her Black friend says. “Let’s go, Kitty Kat. Sounds like we’re about to get our money’s worth.”
The blond man’s eyes widen and he glances at the window. “In front of everyone?”
His comrades are already halfway to the door when the woman named Kat turns back. “It’ll be fun, Ben. Get your ass over here.” She turns a bright, if a little manic, smile toward me. She’s nervous, but excited, which makes it clear she’s new to the entire scene. After initiating Gwen into the club’s dynamics, I decided working with new members can be a lot of fun.
Ben falls into step and they enter the room. I direct them to stand in the center in front of the dais where Lance still kneels beside Gwen. She’s gently stroking his head like he’s a prized pet, and his dick is a prominent ridge in the front of his trousers.
I walk in front of the trio and face them. “I take it you three are new to Whitewood, is that correct?”
“Yes sir,” the woman says.
I smirk. “No need to call me sir. I’m not a Dom. Queen Justine is in charge here, but it’s my job to make sure you know the rules. First, do you consent to sex play with the members in this room? This may involve oral sex, as well as digital penetration. It may also involve fucking. Nothing happens unless everyone involved consents.”
I frown and glance at Lance, then turn back. “You’re here by invitation, correct? You didn’t sneak in through the back or something?”
The woman’s eyes widen and the two men laugh.
“Oh god no,” she says. “Mistress Chloe is a friend of a friend, I guess you could say. We were invited.”
“Good, then that means you’ve been properly vetted, which means you’ve also been thoroughly tested for STIs and can’t get pregnant. No prophylactics are used during scenes. We value physical enjoyment above almost everything else, save consent. If there is anything you don’t like, either use your safe words or simply say stop. What are the safe words you chose when you completed your interviews?”
I stop in front of the Black man and meet his eyes. Recognition hits when I’m up close, and I have to force myself not to react. It’s Andre Kingston, who was the rising star of an East Coast NFL team until scandal hit—and I’m pretty sure I’m looking at the cause of said scandal standing beside him.
His eyes narrow and his jaw clenches as if he’s ready to defend his decisions. But that’s not what tonight’s about.
