.Bigger Hearts

Bill lost his pants to Brandy as well.  She made a big production out of picking at his fly with a pair of tweezers.  He begged to be allowed to open his pants, but she slapped his hands away. 

Finally she worked the button loose and the zipper down, then tugged the pant legs down, half an inch at a time.  He quivered on the table, afraid to move.  She caressed his thighs with the blunt handle of the tweezers.

“I do love a man in boxers,” she said.

“I love a man out of boxers,” Paula said.  “Deal, so we can see that.”

Megan got to remove the boxers, though.  She stood the boy up in front of her, facing Paula, arms out to the sides.

She played with his ass cheeks for a bit, then tugged his underwear down.  “Ooh, nicely sculpted ass, Bill,” she cooed.

She left the elastic there, cupping the cheeks, halfway down his cock.  She used just the tips of her fingernails to stroke him from knee to shoulder.

“I think he likes that,” Paula said.

“Is he responding?” Megan asked.

“He’s pointing right at her,” Ellen said.  She dipped her head a bit to see his cock in profile, stretching against the waistband.

“Sorry, Mrs. Lohman,” Bill said.  He lowered his hands to cover the erection.  Ellen and Brandy each grabbed an elbow to keep him exposed.

Megan finally turned him around, blew gently across his belly, and stripped him bare.

“What, what happens, um, now?” he asked.  She stroked his thigh one last time.  “Depends on who wins,” she said.  She tapped the table at a spot between her and Ellen.  “Sit here, little man.” 

He scurried to obey.

Every so often during the next hand, Megan reached over to pet or pat Bill, or feel him up.   He put up only a token resistance, fearing another spanking.

“And that’s a hundred,” Paula said as she totaled the points.

“Who won?” Ellen asked.

“Brandy.”

“OOoh, come here, Bill.”

“Yes, Ms. West,” he said, jogging over quickly.  He looked a little silly, covering his privates as he ran.  Brandy started to reach for his crotch.  He fearfully spread his hands.

The little cock was still the center of attention and knew it.  She licked one fingertip and stroked it a couple of times.  Then she licked finger and thumb and pinched it, gently stroking him off.

He stood almost at attention, bucking slightly against her touch, finally coming across her thumb.  Brandy squealed happily and released him.  Then, keeping her thumb at his eye level, lowered her face to lick it clean.

His eyes rolled up in his head and he started to fall.  Megan caught him and lowered him to the table in Brandy’s corner.

“Aw,” Paula said.  “He faw down and go happy happy.”

“I think,” Ellen said, “the happy happy is what made him fall down.”

“Either way,” Megan said, walking over to the cage.  “We need a new toy.”

She reached into the cage. Danny was still unconscious.  Chuck was groggy. 

Her hand hovered over Jose for a moment.  He shivered in dread under her hanging fingers.  He’d probably been awake enough to know he was here because of his comment. 

Then Megan picked up Chuck and closed the cage again.