They looked fetching in the new revealing underclothes. I told them that they must not use them around other people, for they had cost a pretty penny, and were totally out of the range of their means. The quickly agreed. They caught me and pulled me into bed with them. They quickly slipped my gown off and then undressed.
We kissed and caressed each other. It felt so sensual to be between their lovely soft bodies. "I feel like a harem queen. Do you think the harem women made love to each other? Imagine fifty, a hundred beautiful women lying around all day, only one man to attend to their desires. They must have made love to each other. I remember an erotic picture of a harem scene, women in a pool, some holding each other." I said as Daisy kissed one breast.
"Were they as pretty as we are?" Betsy asked as she nibbled expertly on the other nipple.
"No they were not nearly as beautiful as you two." I said stroking them.
"Liar, Mum!" Daisy giggled.
"A Sultan would give a thousand goats for each of you to be in his harem. If I were his queen, I would keep you in a special chamber and never let him touch you, I would keep you all for myself." I said reaching down to kiss Betsy's upturned face.
"Oh, be the Queen, and command us, Mistress." Betsy said looking up at me in such an adoring look my heart melted.
"Please, Mistress!" Daisy echoed.
"Very well, Slaves. Attend my every word, or I shall have you flayed alive, and your worthless carcasses fed to the vultures." They giggled and bowed to me.
"Slave Daisy, go to yon bowl and bring it thence with a little water in it, you shall wash my feet. Slave Betsy, when she is finished you will suck each toe dry.
Daisy washed my feet, taking care to wash each toe well. Then as Betsy sucked each toe I commanded Daisy to place a towel under me and to wash my cunny and rear well, with her hands alone. The sensation of Betsy sucking each toe was very erotic and exciting. Daisy carefully soaped my cunny with her fingers, carefully and slowly, delving into every crevice.
"Oh, Queen, may I please be allowed to bathe your royal arse? I shall do ever so good a job." Betsy asked moving down beside Daisy.
"Of course, Slave Betsy, but mind you do a thorough job." I said turning on my side. I raised my thigh to give my two 'slaves' free access. I truly felt like a queen.
Eager, slick, soapy fingers played over my front and rear. They took me at my word and did a very thorough job. Soapy fingers gently probed in and out, front and back.. "Now wipe me off with a clean cloth." They quickly wiped the soapy water off.
"Now you will do the same to each other. Do it well, wenches, of feel my wrath.
Slave Daisy, spread your thighs and let the other slave wash you first."
They giggled and quickly obeyed. I watched as Betsy slowly washed Daisy's
spread cunny, then her pink anus. It was a lovely opening that I vowed to enter tonight. When she was through, Daisy was breathing faster, as had I done when the two had washed me. Then it was Daisy's turn as Betsy washed her.
Betsy's sweet cunny lips were darker and protruded more than Daisy's, Her black hair was abundant and framed her cunny. Her core was deep pink. Daisy washed it slowly and carefully, pulling at her lips, and slipping a finger into her wet center. She took pains to pull her lips upward and soap her now erect clitty as it peeped out. She then moved to Betsy's neat brown anus and soaped and washed it, slipping a finger in and out several times, up to the second knuckle, drawing a sigh from Betsy.
"Slave Daisy, do that again! Soap your finger and slip it back in. You did not clean her there properly. Now deeper. " I said firmly, eliciting a giggle from Betsy.
"Oh, yes Queen, she did not do it deep enough. Give her a slap on her unworthy arse!" Betsy said.
"Silence Slave! I give the orders here." I said as I reached out and gave Daisy a sharp swat on her flawless buttocks. I had realized that she liked a little pain. I left a red hand print on her, and her expression proved she enjoyed pain. She soaped her fingers again and slipped her middle finger in and out of Betsy as deep as it would go. She washed her hands thoroughly, took the cloth and dried Betsy off.
"Bring a chair, and set it there." I pointed. "Put a soft cushion on it." They quickly did as I said. I moved to the chair and sat, legs spread. "Slave Betsy, come and get on all fours and lick my royal cunny. See that you do a good job of it." I had positioned the chair so that I could lean back against the wall, and by raising my legs give Betsy free access to my cunny and arse. She moved into position, and spreading my lips, began to lick my now excited cunny.
"Slave Daisy, get behind Slave Betsy and lick her unworthy cunny, Slide your tongue inside her. Do a good job, or else, I shall flog you soundly." Her eyes gleamed as she moved behind her friend. I sat back, legs spread, looking down at the two in front of me. I had never in my wildest dreams envisioned that one day I would be playing games of this kind. I sighed as Betsy's tongue lapped at my cunny, and moved up to run over my clitty on each upward stroke. She moaned as Daisy ministered to her pussy in turn.
"Slave Daisy, get on your back and continue licking. Spread your worthless thighs, and finger your useless cunny. Slave Betsy, lower your hips so the unworthy one can slip her tongue into your dry, and useless hole, and give moisture to it. Now, lower your mouth and bring it to my priceless nether hole and wash it again with your tongue. While you do that carefully slide two fingers into my glorious cunny, and I will graciously let you frig your Queen with your fingers" They both giggled and played their roles as slaves.
"Yes, Oh Illustrious Queen. I shall frig your glorious cunny." Betsy said looking up at me from between my thighs.
"Yes, your Royal Worshipfullness!" Came Daisy's muffled reply from under Betsy's thighs. Her thighs were spread and her fingers played with her open cunny slowly.
