I didn't realize how hungry I was until the aromas coming from the two breakfast carts hit my nose. Of course my captors feasted first.
Angie exclaimed, "Oh my god Jessie, this is delicious." as she ate a fork full of french toast with fresh strawberries.
"Your men could use some nourishment too ladies."
"You don't need your strength Cowboy. Considering the fact that all you'll be doing this afternoon is laying there and watching." came Jessie's snarky reply.
"Look Jessie! This resembles my husband's dick."
Angie made a show of eating one of the breakfast sausage links. She licked down on it and then sucked it into her mouth seductively.
"That gives me an idea girlfriend. Lets have some pigs in a blanket."
Jessie proceeded to take a pancake over to John. She wrapped it around his cock and poured syrup all over it. Angie joined her and soon they were enjoying the hotcakes in a very creative manner. It was quite the site. My two lovely ladies kneeling in front of John as they devoured the cakes and his dick at the same time.
My cock became very hard as I watched this very strange and erotic breakfast. Jessie had fixed herself a cup of coffee while Angie made a large mimosa.
"I need some cream for my coffee. John, would you care to help me out?"
John knodded his head vigorously so Jessie started stroking him.
"Give your mommy's new best friend your cream John. Don't hold back and I'll let you fuck me later."
Jessie swirled her tongue around the head of John's dick as she stroked him. Meanwhile, Angie had grabbed the bottle of Dom and was slowly pouring it over her tits.
"Do you want some champagne dear?"
John's eyes were as big as saucers as he said a muffled "yes please" through his ball gag. Angie fed him a champagne boob as I watched in jealous frustration.
"Mommy's going to fuck that beautiful young black man when he returns honey. Is that okay with you?
John's head nodded enthusiastically.
"You want to watch Mommy ride him don't you? I felt his dick through his pants before he left. In this case, the stereotype seems to be true! I can't wait for him to come back. I just know he's going to dominate me. He's going to do me doggy and pull my ponytail."
That's all it took. John unloaded a torrent of cream for Jessie's coffee. Jessie thanked him and gave him a peck on the cheek as she got up and returned to the breakfast table. Her sexy friend followed closely behind.
"Want some coffee Cowboy? It has a special cream in it."
With definate sarcasm in my tone, I replied, "I'll pass my queen. I prefer my coffee black."
"I think I'm going to prefer my men black after today," giggled Angie.
This banter kept up throughout the breakfast. Thankfully, the nymphs were not going to starve me. I got to eat strawberry nipples, sausages inserted into vaginas and bacon right out of my captor's ass cracks. The champagne boobs were also very nice. But my cock ached for attention. I knew Jessie longed to hear me beg but I was not going to give her the satisfaction. To help myself deal with the current situation, I kept picturing Jessie's hot little body tied to my X-cross. Unbeknownst to Jessie, I have an entire BDSM dungeon set up in my brother's basement. Jessie was going to pay severely for this day.
My reverie was interupted by a smacking sound followed by a flash of pain. I guess breakfast was over. Seems like Angie had found my special cat with it's nine leather tails. For an amateur, she was handling the whip quite well. She would glide the straps slowly over my body. This sent shivers and created goosebumps on my naked flesh. Then she would flick her wrist and sting me with it.
"There you go Cowboy! You're such a bad man. Seducing a couple twenty somethings with your charm and big fat cock. And I'm on my honeymoon. You've forced my poor husband to watch you defile me. You've made me into a total hotwife slut."
The little slut was really letting me have it with the cat. Surprisingly, the pain combined with her sultry words only made my cock hungrier for her. I needed her to climb on top of me and use me for her pleasure.
"Get on my cock, you wanton married slut." I growled through gritted teeth.
She got this lust filled look in her eyes and crawled across the bed towards me.
"No riding the cowboy Angie! Your boy toy will be up soon. And he's bringing that little goth girl. We are going to have such fun with them. Here, let me cover the cowboy's most redeeming feature with his hat so we're not tempted."
Right on cue, there was a knock at the door. "Guest services," came the familiar voice.
I thought to myself that their paying guest didn't seem to be getting any services at all.
My naked nymphs rushed to the door to welome our new arrivals. Angie grabbed the male by the hand and led him in. She made introductions as if this was a normal gathering. The young stud's name was Robert. Jessie snapped a collar and leash on the female and led her into the room. I found it fascinating that the female got down on her hands and knees once the collar was on.
Jessie got right to the point and asked, "So Robert, have you fucked this exotic pet yet?
