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    ‘Lick me, Cakemix,’ Elaine ordered. ‘Lick my cunt.’
    Caroline was doing her best, making suggestively wet noises with her mouth and tongue as she lapped at Elaine’s sex. Adam couldn’t see at all clearly, but he knew better than to move and was enjoying the view in any case, with Caroline’s tumbled blonde curls showing beneath Elaine’s bottom. The rubber held her cheeks to perfection, forming two wonderfully rounded, fleshy balls that shivered as she rubbed herself into her girlfriend’s face, while the motion made her zip slide further open still. She didn’t seem to realise this, and Adam bit back a touch of guilt as her soft, pink bottom- slit came on show, and then her anus, showing clearly between her cheeks – a tight, pink star of flesh that began to open and close as she grew more urgent.
    As the first sigh of ecstasy broke from Elaine’s lips her hands went to her breasts, squeezing and clutching at them in rising excitement. She moved back, pushing her bottom out to get her cunt more firmly to Caroline’s mouth and, as she did so, the zip of her catsuit came open to its limit, making a full show of what lay between her cheeks. Adam swallowed hard, now hammering at his erection with his eyes locked to the wet, pink folds of Elaine’s sex and her open hole, only not as open as he would have imagined. An arc of deep pink flesh blocked the passage into her body, leaving no doubt in his mind that she was virgin.
    All he needed to do was step forward and he would have been able to ram himself deep inside her before she could react, breaking her hymen and stealing her virginity before fucking her with his balls dangling into Caroline’s mouth. But even the thought of such a violation brought his guilt up to an almost painful intensity. It was too late anyway – his cock was erupting in his hand even as Elaine screamed out her ecstasy to the motion of Caroline’s tongue.
    She didn’t seem to realise just how much had been exposed as she came to orgasm, and Adam said nothing, preferring to keep his knowledge a private, exciting memory rather than embarrass her by making an issue of her virginity. Nevertheless, as he cleaned up it was hard not to think of what he’d seen, and to remember how it had felt when Jasmine’s maidenhead had yielded to the pressure of his erection.
    ‘Hey, what about me?’ Caroline demanded as Elaine climbed off the bed.
    ‘You’ll get yours at Secret Sinners,’ Elaine promised.
    ‘Are we still going, then?’ Adam queried, half-hoping that the girls might prefer to stay in for yet more intimate play.
    ‘Of course – why not?’ Elaine replied as she made for the bathroom.
    ‘I don’t think play is allowed,’ Caroline protested, now wriggling in her bonds. ‘Not heavy play, anyway.’
    ‘No?’ Adam queried. ‘Why not?’
    ‘It’s the venue,’ Caroline explained. ‘They don’t normally host fetish clubs and they’re sure to freak if we start anything serious. Please, Elaine … Mistress , let me come!’
    ‘I’ll let some of the boys take you into the loos, if you’re that desperate,’ Elaine remarked from beyond the bathroom door. ‘Honestly, what a slut!’
    ‘You got yours, bitch!’ Caroline answered.
    Elaine appeared in the doorway, her face set in disapproval.
    ‘What did you call me, Cakemix?’
    ‘A bitch,’ Caroline answered, now sullen but still defiant. ‘And it’s what you are. At least untie me so I can rub off.’
    ‘Fair enough,’ Elaine responded and stepped forward, holding out the bar of soap she had been concealing behind her back.
    Caroline gave a horrified wail as she saw what was to be done to her, then clamped her mouth tight shut, only to have Elaine pinch her nose and cram the bar of soap into her mouth the moment it came open.
    ‘Maybe that will teach you to call me names,’ Elaine laughed. ‘Uh-uh, no spitting it out, Cakemix – not until you’ve come.’
    Caroline tried to respond but only succeeded