You slip into some jeans, careful to conceal the bulge created by the chastity cage, and walk down the stairs. As you round the corner you are ambushed as a wall of meat surrounds you and you feel an intense friction burn your scalp.
"Pat! Thought you could get away with out a greeting from me!" It was Marissa. Your nose was pressed right up against her side, as she layed of the noogie she pulled you in front of her for a look.
She was wearing a sports bra and athletic shorts, her toned body still glistening from a fresh workout. "I hope your hungry, me and Alice fried up a whole pound of sausage."
I follow Marissa into the kitchen, to where I am greeted by Alice. "Hey Pat! Long time no see!"
"Hey Alice." It was refreshing to be greeted normally for once. I looked around for a place to sit, the table had two places set in front of the bing plate of suasage. There were, however, no seats.
"So is this like a standing household or..." Suddenly Marissa was behind me, her legs whipped around mine and one of her hands came and pushed upwards on my groin. I yelped and was on my hands and knees.
In an instant, both Marissa and Alice were sitting on top of me. Marissa, thankfully, kept her legs on the ground, somewhat supporting herself. Alice seemed to revel in my torment and kept both feet off the found, one heel in my mouth and her other foot was lifted all the way up onto my side. My arms began to buckle under the immense weight, but Marissa gently placed a hand on my sack and softly said "You wont wanna know what happens if you drop us".
"Take his pants off so he really understands the steaks here." Alice ordered. Marissa stood up and pulled my jeans down to my knees.
"Oh my god, what's this?" Marissa laughed. "Mom's gotcha all ready? You know what that means... No carrots only sticks!"
She gave my balls a pull and I winced.
The two women took their time eating their meal, taking their sweet time and making a great effort to tease you. Eventually Alice takes a piece of bacon in between her toes. "Here, are you hungry?"
you are hungry and, swallowing your pride, you gracefully eat it. After the strip of bacon is done she pops her big toe into your mouth.
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