The Lair of the Baroness

With a reluctant and almost petulant sigh Anne would lift her ass off of Nick's face as she heard him tapping his submission. Turning around again she sat down on his chest, knees raised and legs spread giving him a full and unobstructed view of her panties under her oversized shirt. Resting her elbows on her knees she leaned down to level her blue eyes with his. "Having fun, huh? Maybe I should just wrap my legs around your head and rub myself off while I choke you out... Mmm, but then you'd miss out on the rest of this fun, huh?"

Nock turns his head to the side and lets out a small cough. Well, he was warned before that each girl had a different tactic and wanted to pleasure themselves as well at his expense. Then, Anne's eyes met with Nick's brown eyes.

"W-Well...I would like to be awake for whatever comes next at the very least..." He chuckled nervously. His eyes slowly wander to the woman still holding his legs up.

With a melodramatic rolling of her eyes Anne would reach down to grab Nick by the back of his head as well as by the left wrist. "Greedy. Then you'd better make it worth me keeping you awake for all this!" Rolling them both over she would pull his hand up to her chest with one hand while the other pushed his face firmly into her crotch. Lightly her ankles would cross behind his head helping to keep him still.

From behind Bianka, who had to jump back to avoid being knocked over by Anne's unannounced roll, set about her own business. Grabbing Nick by the hips she would pull him up so that he was kneeling with the German mistress situated behind him in a dominant position. Not that she was currently equipped to utilize that particular position, but she did always love it. Finally indulging her impatience she would tug down on his bottoms. "Dere ve are."

Nick was taken up by Anne, getting trapped in a triangle choke. Not really a move he's ever dealt with, but was very interesting. Especially having his face pressed into her crotch. Well, with how his height worked, it was more or less his forehead...

Suddenly from behind, he feels a pair of hands grab at his pair of pants. He tries to instinctively turn to look, but could not in his current situation.

Anne was not known for her mercy, nor restraint, and began to pull slowly on Nick's arm as her legs kept his body still. She wouldn't stretch him too hard just yet, just enough for him to feel the gradually increasing tension. Almost comically the American gave her hips a wiggle around his head before letting out a frustrated sigh. "Nope, that's not gonna do it..."

From behind him Bianka tugged the man's shorts down around his knees before reaching an arm between his legs to seize the wrist of his free hand and drag it back between his own legs. With one woman holding onto each of his arms, Bianka slid herself down into a shooter's prone position as if she could fire his body like a rifle. "Goot, target acquired." With a quiet little musing she wrapped the fingers of her free hand gently around his penis to begin her "trigger discipline".

Nick's free hand pounded on the canvas with a closed fist as he felt the stretch on his arm. That arm was soon taken away as behimd him Bianka grabbed it and pulled it between her legs. Her other hand...it gently gripped onto his erection through his underwear.

His body jerks around a bit. But he had nowhere to really move too. He made a small moan afterwards and wiggled his feet around.

Anne was reveling in Nick's predicament, keeping her legs wrapped around his head and one of his arms. Every few seconds she would insistently buck her hips against him before growling in frustration and annoyance. Behind him, Bianka held one of his wrists between his own legs with one hand as she groped him shamelessly with the other. A sinister grin spread across her face as she contemplated just how to drive Nick mad, but Anne had other intentions.

The American rocker-girl gave a final impatient groan and unwrapped her legs from about the man's head. Rising to her feet she tried to drag him up by the wrist, wrenching him violently and recklessly away from Bianka's gentle touch. "Okay, enough getting romantic down there!"

Nick wasnt sure which one he was liking mire. The gentle caressing by Bianka or the rough hold of Anne. He wouldnt get to make that decision, Anne pulling him away from Bianka. Getting onto his knees while being dragged, Nick did something he shouldn't have and gave Anne a shove.

It wasnt anything major. But it showed that he may be willing to fight back. Even though he completely wasnt. He quickly looked around at the other women before looking at Anne.

Bianka was slightly annoyed with how unhelpful Anne was as a partner, in anything, and only more so when the girl impatiently broke up her slow torture of their captive. Not to be so easily ignored she rolled on to her side, releasing Nick's arm she kept her own reached up through his legs to grope lewdly at his manhood.

When he pushed Anne the girl grunted and stumbled back a step, her eyes immediately lighting up with challenge. A sinister grin spread across her sharp features as she debated just how to punish the unruly toy. She was too slow, however, as Bianka was quicker on the draw.

Twisting up onto her shoulders the little German curled a stocking leg across his chest, dragging him over backwards once more. Her arms wrapped around one of his legs, keeping that hand upon his package, while she locked a leg scissors across his chest. "Now now, zat vasn't very noice. It ist perhaps zat hyu vant us to punish hyu, jah?"

Standing there for a moment, Nick felt like time slowed. He and Anne stare each other down for a moment. She looked like she was interested in the fighting he might have put up.

But Nick forgot all too quickly that there was another woman right behind him. From behind, her legs came across his chest and forced him down onto his back. His trapped leg struggking around in Bianka's grip. His member gives slight twitches to her toych as his gaze moves back and forth between the two women.