She closed her eyes, tensing and releasing her muscles around the plugs, feeling the rubber knobs on the butterfly lightly brush against her clit. She...was lost in the feeling of the plugs when she screamed out from sudden pain streaking from one nipple to the other. Master had removed the clamps both at the same time and the blood coursed through them harshly. She had been so lost in other sensations that she had forgotten about them and had not noticed him stand up. He reached into his back. ... and fuck me.... you're hired. You might even put a sprinkler system in my back yard while I watch. Okay?” He was quiet for a moment, then told her that all three of them were panting to do our job. He'd told the other guys about her and her offer. He asked if he could get there around eight am the next morning and she said okay, adding an admonition to, “be on time.” As she hung up, she could hear him laughing his ass off. We sat in the living room later that evening, drinking some wine and. “Damn it Barbie! Never thought I’d be taking you out. You were the best, though no more that you’ve lost your mind.” Growling, the woman re-positioned herself.“You know I hate that name, Kenna, always have. As if you don’t remember, I am far better when I am mad. Is that what you are hoping for?” The woman said.“Always,” Kenna said.There was the sound of several knives being thrown, then there was a gasp and a thump as a body hit the ground. The one called Barbie walked up to Kenna shaking her. "How could you possibly do it? There's five of us, and we're girls." But I'm..." ... not like normal men, yes we know. But still, that's a lot, even for you. You'll never keep up." Well, we'll see. Are you all ready?"They were. Five beautiful girls lay naked stretched out in front of me. A couple of them were clearly already aroused, in anticipation: lips slightly swollen, a hint of moisture, a blush spreading across their upper bodies. As for me, I was definitely ready - I was just hoping.