Chapter 15 A One Of A Kind Christmas Gift Like Never Before •Dean's POV•

  The downstairs buzzer goes off inside the loft we share at exactly 4pm Saturday afternoon. Duke and I are sitting on the couch in the living room while we wait on the food to finish cooking, resting watching a little tv, but neither of us has been here long.

  Since early yesterday morning Duke and I have been going nonstop. The first thing on our to-do list was to go buy a real Christmas tree from one of those tree farms just outside the city. After a little searching we cut down the perfect tree, and secured it down in the bed of my truck.

  Duke and I decided to take the tree back to the loft before charging into the stores filled with shoppers. By some miracle we manage to make it out of the super store unharmed, and relatively unscathed a few hours later. After getting tons of Christmas decorations, food, and everything else on the daunting list. Finally making it back home for the night around seven.

  I left the tree and decorations up entirely up to Duke as I carried my bags of groceries into the kitchen area. Preparing a few of the dishes now, and placing them in the fridge covered up. An hour and a half later I finished what I was doing, and turned back around checking on Duke's progress.

  It honestly reminded me of a scene from the movie 'National Lampoons Christmas Vacation'. Different metallic color tinsel exploded everywhere inside the loft. The tree was leaning slightly to the right as it's multicolor lights blinked to a silent Christmas carol. Ornaments were placed sporadically around the tree, but none of the crazy decorations could hold a candle to the boyish glee radiating from Duke's smiling face.

  I looked around at the festive chaotic mess again before letting out a gut-busting laugh. Duke just shook his head at me before sitting on the couch, and turning the football game on the flat screen tv. I grabbed two bottles of beer out of the fridge before joining him. Soon after our drinks were finished the both of us called it a night, so we would be up refreshed bright and early.

  By 8am Duke and I were already up, dressed, and moving around the loft. Completing the last of the items on the to-do list just an hour ago. While also making sure the food is going to be ready right on time as well.

  I look over at Duke sitting beside me on the couch, and wave him off. As I stand up walking over to the intercom to buzz Mel up. I rub my sweaty palms against my jean-clad thighs while I wait for her, and nervously glance back over my shoulder at Duke.

  For once Duke seems to be the beacon of calm between the two of us. While I'm a nervous, jittery wreck! Which is about right since he's the one who really had to talk me into going along with this hair-brain idea of his. An idea no woman in her right mind would ever willingly agree to, might I add.

  Seconds later a soft, tentative knock comes from the front door. I run my right palm down my thigh again before twisting the knob, and opening the door. Once my onyx gaze takes in Mel's presence the crushing anxiety inside of me sprouts wings, and flees from the depths of my stomach.

  Mel is certainly dressed for the festive occasion. She's wearing a long, red velvet cloak that has a hood lined in a fluffy, pure white fur on top of her head. The cloak is held together by two black buttons along her stomach, and slit just above her knees.

  Peeking out from the slit in the cloak are her legs that are covered in red and white striped thigh-high stockings. Finished off with an obnoxious pair of pointy, but sexy as sin, pair of solid red fuck-me heels on her feet.

  I pull myself out of the dazzled haze my brain is in, and wipe the drool from my mouth with the back of my hand conspicuously. Then I take Mel's right hand in mine, and bring it up to my ravenous lips. Leaving a small love bite to the back of her skin. Then sucking the skin deep into my mouth while looking deeply into her blue orbs. Releasing the inflamed mark with a pop, but leaving my lips inches above, smiling deviously.

  "Fuck me Gorgeous! I've died and gone to heaven!"

  Mel gives me a masterful smirk of her own as she places her free palm against my face cupping my cheek. "Sorry Stud!" Mel winks. "This Gift is only for my Masters. I can't be opened until both are present!" She finishes in a whisper as she walks past me through the open loft door. Letting her touch lazily trail across my heated skin as she goes.

  I just shake my head. Smiling with clear amusement at the game Mel just played on me as I shut the door. I fell right for her trap happily, but I'll make her pay for it in just a bit. I spin around looking at Mel's back, since she stopped just a few feet inside the loft, facing Duke on the couch.

  Mel looks demurely back at me over her shoulder. Fluttering her lashes, and dropping her voice an octave to a downright seductive tone. "Will you help me with my coat now Master?"

  I feel my chest and cock instantly start to swell in manly pride. Mel seems to be in a somewhat playful mood today, and I can't wait to see where it goes. I step up behind her, but keeps several inches between our bodies.

  I reach up around her waist with one hand undoing the buttons at the front. While holding the hood bundled together in my other hand, so I can catch the cloak before it starts to fall. I also notice Duke cupping the growing erection between his legs in his hand as he watches me open our present. Once the cloak finally comes off it slips through my waiting grip onto the floor. Along with mine and Duke's jaw also.

  Mel's blond hair is hanging down the center of her back to the top of her ass cheeks. The ultra short dress underneath is white at the top, and green at the skirt. It has lacy, long sleeves covering her arms. With the same lacy pattern down her shoulders, around the top curve of her waist, and back out around the bottom flare of her hips. Coming together in a bow in the middle directly below the ends of her hair.

  The short green skirt starts at the top Mel's hips and flairs out to above her mid thigh. Two green silk garter straps attached to the top of her striped stockings are peaking out from the edge of her skirt, and laying across the middle of the front and back of her succulent legs. Already I can see a fresh drip of cream running from her core down the inside of her slightly parted legs.

  Neither Duke or I make a single peep as we appreciate Mel's beauty like a living work of art standing there. After several minutes of our combined silence Mel starts to move. The little hellcat walks across the living room, and sits on the couch at the complete opposite end to Duke. Switching her fiery blue orbs between us to see which one moves first.

  It truly is a brave front my little Hellcat is trying to put on, but slowly her armor is starting to crack. Smirking I stalk toward my pray. Wrapping Mel in my arms tightly against my chest, and sitting down on he same spot she was just in. Then gently sandwiching Mel on the couch between Duke and I.

  Duke slides his big body sideways on the couch taking Mel's left hand, and leaving an open mouth kiss to her bent knuckles. Before swiftly moving his hungry lips to the edge of her ear lobe. His voice comes out animalistic and deep giving away just how close his control actually is to the edge.

  "Two of the most utterly perfect gifts any man could ask for in the same week! I must have been a very, VERY good boy this year indeed. For you can only be described as a Devine creature sitting here with us! I've missed you beyond words this week, My Love."

  Duke places a final chaste kiss to Mel's cheek before turning back around, and resting back against the couch. Both of us still have one of her hands gripped in one of our own as the three of us start to relax. Talking and catching up with Mel while every so often peaking back up at the tv to watch the football game.

  Duke and I rush through an explanation of every tiny, insignificant piece of information we dealt with this week doing our 'Advanced Security' jobs. Then he and I goad Mel into telling us exactly what she told Modesty during their lunch yesterday afternoon.

  Especially all the details from Mel's previous times at the club before I came back. The more she talks the more my blood starts to sing. Demanding I claim this woman as ours, and forever mine.

  I stop Mel from going on any further with her story once she gets to her time with Master B. Duke has already told me plenty about the middle-aged pompous prick, and I sure as hell don't want to her his name come from her sweet lips.

  Thankfully the timer also starts going off indicating the food is done. I get up from the couch going into the kitchen are to deal with the food. While Duke helps Mel from the living room to the over decorated, semi covered with food already, farm table beside the kitchen island.

  He guides her to the middle spot at the bench seat along the side of the table. Then taking his seat on her left as I sit the last dish of food on top of the table, and take my place to Mel's right.

  I take Mel's hand in mine interlocking our fingers together on top of the wooden table, and clear my throat getting both of their attention. Duke follows my move sliding his fingers through Mel's other hand laying their joined hands on top of the table, and bowing his head slightly.

  I send up a quick prayer of thanks to whatever God might be listening not just for the bounty of food, but also for given Duke and I the gift of having this beautiful woman here beside us. Once I finish Duke and I start passing around plates of food getting ready to dig in.

  "Did someone forget the plates? I can get them." Mel goes to stand up, but Duke quickly pushes her back down by the shoulders. While I devour her naive innocences in my predatory glare.

  "Oh no My Little Hellcat. You see this Christmas dinner is more like your first gift of the night from us. I've made all of my favorite foods just for you and Duke to try. While the two of us lucky bastards get to feed it all to you. Every succulent bite after the other." I growl the last word out.

  "Oh." Mel breaths the word out as she turns back around in her spot facing the kitchen wall.

  Duke begins to lightly massage his way along her shoulders, and down her arms as he speaks. "Relax My Love, and let us just take care of you."

  Mel's body shivers from Duke's subtle declaration of love. A flash of envy burns deep inside me at her unconscious reaction. Wishing more than anything it was me her body showed such a deep connection to naturally, but also knowing deep down this is what we want. Plus Duke is just doing what he and I already planned before, and it's just going to get more intense from here.

  I finish loading my plate down with enough food to feed Mel and myself as Duke is still talking. After I set my plate down on the table in front of me I take a couple of seconds to push away the negative thoughts running through my head. Then place a bite of candy yams on the end of my fork, and bring it up to working an inch of Mel's closed lips.

  "This is my Moms Secret family recipe, and one of my all-time favorite foods. I could live off of these for the rest of my life if I had to. Try it."

  Twin pools of twinkling sapphires smirk mischievously back at me as the tip of her pink tongue pokes between her parted lips. Licking away almost the entire bite of candy potatoes from the end of my fork into her moist mouth. Leaving a small drop of orange goodness and melted marshmallow behind for me.

  Mel moans deeply as she savors the bite in her mouth. "Holy Shit, that IS good! I'm impressed Dean you can actually cook."

  "Thank you Little HellCat." I manage to say before Duke grabs Mel's attention.

  "No way are candy yams the best thing on this table. Try a bite of this Lemon Pepper Chicken. It just melts in your mouth!" Duke places a piece of chicken on top of Mel's outstretched tongue.

  While Duke is feeding Mel I spread the dollop of yams to the base of Mel's throat, and across the sensitive seam. Then I suck both the yummy goodness and Mel's heated skin into the depths of my mouth. Letting go of her flesh moments later with a loud pop from my lips.

  "Fuck Me! You make everything taste so much better to me Doll!"

  Mel turns her wide eye gaze back toward me, but before she can say anything Duke beats her to it.

  "Really? Let me try." He rubs melted marshmallow opposite of me to the other sensitive dip along Mel's neck. He moans savagely as he sucks the candy topping and pulsing flesh deep into his mouth. Hollowing our his cheeks before releasing her skin. Only to place a love bite over the inflamed area afterwards.

  Mel's horrified gaze swings back toward Duke, and I switch my focus on to him as well then. He is smacking his lips together playfully savoring every drop. Before looking at me with evil intentions shining from his eyes.

  "You're so right! Bon appétit, Bro." I chuckle darkly at his poor French accent.

  Like bulls being released from their rodeo chutes Duke and I begin to decimate our meal. He and I take turns sampling Mel with all kinds of different foods. Then feeding whatever's left over to ourselves from an unused spot on her body. Neither of us stopping until we cover every inch of her face, neck, shoulders, cleavage, hands, and upper back.

  While Duke feeds Mel another bite of chicken I stand up behind her, and untie the bow at the back of her dress. I unclasp the small fabric hook behind the bow, then open the zipper.

  I slide my hands inside her open skirt along her hips to the center, and grabbing them in my hands. Carefully I pick Mel up from the bench, and turn her around before sitting her down on top of the table. In the open spot amidst the food that was in front of her.

  I take my seat back down on the seat grabbing Mel's thigh, and forcing her leg to open more. Mine and Duke's burning gaze stuck on Mel's dripping sex. I refuse to embarrass myself by saying how long it really took me to realize her glistening folds are bare under her skirt, but once I do Duke and I groan loudly at the same time.

  I place another bite of turkey inside Mel's open mouth. While gliding the fingers of my other hand around her upper thigh, and unsnapping the top of her thigh-high stocking to the garter belt as I go. Next I lean down to start leaving chaste kisses, or love bites down her leg taking her stockings, and killer heels with me.

  Duke follows my lead mimicking my actions to Mel's other leg. Both of us chose to leave the top half of Mel's body still loosely covered. As we lavish every dip and grove along her mile long porcelain smooth legs with our undivided attention.

  Mel can't seem to stop herself from moaning as Duke and I work our magic. From either a new sensational taste exploding along her taste buds, or the pure bliss from Duke and I branding her heated skin, her nerves are going off like fireworks.

  Her body is covered in goosebumps, and shaking uncontrollably. Duke and I have pushed Mel's arousal so high already she is in serious danger of plunging into that black abyss. Really neither of us has even touched her!

  Duke and I straighten back up in our seats after covering Mel's lower body, but stay clear of the one place she desperately wants us. We mirror each other's movements as we reach for one of her wrist. Taking the delicate lacy covering her arms in our hands, and gently removing it.

  The top of Mel's dress pools around her hips once we freed her arms. Duke and I take Mel's hand, and slowly help her stand on top of the bench. Both of our eyes glued to the tiny dress as it slide to her feet. Mel's red and green painted toenails peaking out from underneath.

  In seconds Duke and I help Mel sit back down on top of the table before I stand back up as well. I walk around to the other side of the table, and stand at the spot in the middle of the bench seat on this side. I twist Mel's blond locks between my fisted hands then pull until she is lying back across the table. Her wild blond locks hanging over the edge of the table beside my leg.

  Mel looks up at me full of fire, and trepidation before swiftly moving her gaze to Duke, then back to me. Chuckling I start to caress the outline of her lips, cheekbone, and nose. Working my way from the bottom of her face up, and leaning my upper body down closer to her ear.

  "Do you feel this Kitten? This living, breathing thing growing deep inside of the three of us connecting us together? Can you feel how much fire, and raw energy we already experience from each other's touch? It's only getting better, and stronger by the second! Duke and I are the only two men in this world who can ever make you feel this way. It's been written in the stars for millennia."

  Mel gasp, but holds her breath while I speak. I wait a few moments after I'm done for her to come back from the shock my words seem to have put her in, but she doesn't. I give her a rueful smile shaking my head, and trap her wild blue eyes with mine again.

  "You can deny it all you want Kitten, but deep down you know I'm right. Don't get me wrong I live for a good challenge anyway, and Little Miss HellCat, you're proving to be my greatest one yet! I won't stop trying to prove that to you."

  I slide my hand in to the front pocket of my jeans, and pull out two small bulldog clamps. I take my time teasing Mel's left nipple between my fingers. Before sucking the bud into my mouth for just a second before releasing it, and placing the clamp around the hardened nub.

  Tightening it in place without Mel noticing, until the clamp begins to pull against the sensitive flesh. Finally realizing exactly what I did with that first harsh bite, and let's out a deep, guttural, wanton moan from the depths of her soul.

  I straighten up immediately, and look down at Duke smiling. I can see why Mel's mouth is stuffed full with the remainder of her dinner. Duke has decided to finish his meal from between Mel's shaking legs. Improvising I grab an oversized yeast roll from their basket on the table, and place it against Mel's quivering lips.

  "Say Ah My Little HellCat." Mel follows my command, and I shove the roll inside her mouth barely pass the front row of her teeth. "Keep that there Kitten. This is about to be a wild ride!" Mel snorts at my lame joke, but does as I say.

  Next I turn my attention back to Mel's other breast. Giving the left nipple the same affection as the right. Before tightening the clamp down on that nipple as well. Mel still manages to moan around the roll in her mouth, but quickly stops because I repeatedly thumb the tip of her blood deprived nubs.

  I let myself go getting lost in the moment after that. Covering her breast, abdomen, luscious curves, and shapely hips in various love bites and kisses. Staking my claim like a caveman on this woman's flesh, and Marking her for all to see. Then along each of her arms completely consumed in my task.

  When I give the tip of Mel's pinky finger the final kiss I stand back up, and admire the quivering, shaking, mess left from my work. Her body is covered in various shades of fading love bites, and deep, internal bruised skin.

  Duke clears his throat to get my attention giving me a creepy smile. He pulls his shirt over his head, and sends it flying somewhere behind him. He looks back at me giving me a silent look asking if I'm ready.

  I give him a mock salute as I take a step back from Mel. Quickly undressing right along with Duke. Racing to see which one of us finishes first. In mere seconds I'm naked taking my throbbing cock in my fisted hand, and squeezing the head as I move back toward Mel.

  I use my free hand to take the roll from between her pouty lips throwing it blindly in the air behind me. Then grab her upper forearm, and pull until Mel's head is hanging completely off the edge of the table. I run my fingers along the outline of her sharp jawline before tightening my grip around her lower jaw, and forcing her mouth into the shape of an o.

  I spare Duke one final glance while I still can. Like me he is posted up between Mel's shaking, parted legs. Holding his dripping cock in his hand as he waits for me to give him the go ahead as planned. Sometimes the man is even more of a boy scout than I am!

  "Don't forget to let me know way before your ready to cum, so we can switch Old Man. I know how good it feels when that velvety, hot pussy clamps down around your entire shaft, and starts sucking you in. You sure you can resist such a glorious feeling in your old age?" I ask him with an evil smirk clearly written across my face giving Duke a hard time.

  Duke just huffs in response to me. "Oh please! You're the one that's going to have that Sinfully, exquisite mouth deep throating your entire cock, and tickling your balls with her nose. I bet Mel drives you to the brink of losing control long before I get there Brother." He starts circling her clit with his thumb while he talks. Making Mel moan seductively while looking at me challengingly.

  "You're On!" I tell Duke already feeding the head of my pulsing shaft past Mel's plump lips. Only for Mel to seal her lips closed around my girth, and scream in pleasure. As Duke slams the full length of his rod balls deep inside of her core.

  Inch by inch I gradually slide the rest of my cock down Mel's throat. Coming to rest with her nose snuggled against my sac, and her sealed lips at my root. Slowly I pull back out giving her time to adjust then thrust back in picking up intensity and speed as I go. Until I'm matching Duke's insane tempo as he plows into her sex.

  I cradle Mel's head in the palm of my hands, so I can control her movements while I fuck her face relentlessly. Vibrations are coming from deep inside her throat into the tip of my cock. Sending a tingling pleasure scorching through my shaft, around my balls, and the base of my cock. Before branching out in all directions as it travels through my body.

  After countless deep thrust of my hard, thick rod down Mel's glorious throat, and the humming vibrations racing through my body I'm closer to losing control than I even realize!

  Stars erupt behind my eyes stealing my vision momentarily. My balls start to draw up getting ready to release their load, but I grit my teeth into the edge of my tongue to stop it. I stop moving completely, and take small controlled breaths to help calm my body down which seems to do the trick.

  "Switch!" I swallow my pride, and growl the word out first to Duke. Ripping my dripping shaft from the hot, wet Heaven that is Mel's mouth, and stalk my way around the kitchen table to Duke's spot between Mel's legs.

  I don't waste a second to check on Duke, or anything else. I slam my cock home inside the contracting walls of her cunt with a roar. Causing Mel to scream louder than before from the unexpected pleasure. Until Duke fills her mouth with his own pulsing member. Alternating his thrust down her welcoming throat to mine into her greedy cunt naturally.

  I lay both of Mel's ankles over my shoulders, and lean my hips down then back up at an angle each time I thrust back into her core. Hitting her g-spot with the tip of my shaft each full stroke. In this new position I send Mel flying over the edge into the abyss in mere seconds.

  Wet skin slapping against wet skin, grunts, and deep, wanton moans fill the loft. Duke and I send Mel right into her second orgasm with a single thrust as soon as she comes down from her first one. Then he and I let go of our last spread of humanity.

  Positioning our steel rods in and out of every hole in Mel's body. Everything else stops existing around me as I turn my laser focus toward Mel. Until minutes later I go deaf, blind, and momentarily dumb as all three of us cum together at the end.

  I rest my forehead against Mel's quivering stomach muscles. I can feel her walls milking me for the last drops of my cum as I catch my breath. I slide her shaking feet from my shoulders, and place them flat on top of the bench beside my wobbly thighs. Then quick as lighting I reach up and undo the clamp from her left nipples.

  Mel's body cums again from the unexpected pain/pleasure causing her to scream her release around Duke's semi-hard retreating cock from her mouth. Setting off a chain reaction by making Duke pump a few more drops of his seed onto her chest. Before rubbing his cum into her skin, and leaning down to whisper his next words directly into her ear gaining my attention also.

  "That was absolutely perfect My Love. Are you ready for your next presents?"

  Mel groans, and closes her eyes. "If it's anymore of that exquisite torture the two of you love to inflict upon me. I'm afraid to inform both of you I might need a few minutes after that."

  Duke and I both laugh at that. He sobers up first and gives her a quick kiss on the lips. Then moves back a few inches, but keeps his lips directly above hers as he almost begins to blush in boyish glee.

  "Don't tempt me. Jr can't seem to get enough of your body, and is always mission ready." Duke winks at Mel as he stands back up straight. "I'll be right back."

  Duke turns around sprinting through the open wall to his half of the converted loft. Basking between Mel's convulsing channel for long enough I start to pull my still hard member from her core. Then grab both of her hands in mine, and gently pull until she is sitting up on the table.

  Mel's body starts to shiver uncontrollably. I look behind me, and on the floor to find something to help. I behind down and grab Duke's discarded shirt that a few feet away. Standing back up I slide his t-shirt over her head, and down her body smiling at Mel once I'm done.

  As soon as I finish Duke comes flying back into the main room carrying a medium sized box wrapped in Christmas paper. He comes to a stop beside me in front of Mel, and hands the box to her without saying a word. Mel gives both of us a suspicious glare before turning her sights back to the package, and opening her gift.

  Mel makes quick work of the red Labrador puppy themed Christmas paper. Ripping it off completely in one go, and tossing it behind her on top of the table. She looks over the black velvet jewelry box in her hands a few times.

  Before flipping the lid open, and gasping loudly. Her hand covering her mouth seconds to late as she tries to stop it from coming out. Staring at the contents inside with wide eyes full of actual fear.

  Inside on the silk pillow is a matching white gold collar, and wrist shackles set Duke and I had custom made for Mel at the beginning of November. The collar is one solid piece of white gold about half an inch thick. It has intricate never ending knots designed along the outside. With a small hook in the middle, and a special designed locking forever heart connecting the other ends.

The shackles are made from the same white gold, but the bands are two inches in width. The locking mechanism is the same forever design as the collar. With duel hooks placed on the cuffs at the inside of her wrist. On the outside of the left band is my actual signature the jeweler engraved on it for me. As well as Duke's almost identical writing with his name on the right.

  I get a little nervous from Mel's continued silence. She hasn't moved, or made a single peep since that shocked gasp. Hell I don't even think she has blinked, let alone taking another breath since then! Finally she seems to unthaw before us by vigorously shaking her head no, and closing the lid on the box.

  "Seriously?! I can't accept this!" She tells Duke and I desperately looking between us as she tries to hand either one of us the box back.

  Duke seems to ooze confidence in this moment as he takes the box from Mel's shaking hands, and opens it back up. He takes the collar from inside, then snaps the lid back closed, before placing it back on the table. He holds the inside of the collar in front of Mel's eyes, so she can read what's inside as well.

  "Do you see what's inside the collar? It says 'You Are The Key To Both Masters Heart'. In such a short amount of time you have bound both Dean and myself to you so tightly. Neither one of us can physically let you go. Both he and I finally have what we want, and won't stop until it's legally and officially ours. Neither of us are a young buck, and we sure as shit don't have time to play their games. Which means as grown ass men we know what we can't live another day without, and that's you. Mel Blu, My Love."

  Duke stops talking to wipe a lone tear falling down Mel's face before finishing. "Dean and I want to make this relationship with you a permanent thing. We want to shackle you to us by wearing this collar we had custom made just for you, and the matching shackles. We want to own you mind, body, and soul. Dean and I hate only being able to seem you a few days each month. We want you to start staying here at the loft more, or we could stay with you at your apartment. We want to start this new life with you as soon as possible. What do you say?"

  Mel doesn't say anything for awhile. Her eyes bounce around between Duke, the room, and me like a trapped animal desperately looking for it's way to escape. Doubt starts to cloud my mind the longer she stays silent. I just have this gut feeling this is not going to end up how Duke and I planned.

  "So...Sorry." Mel says stuttering her word at first. "That's just a lot to process all at one time." She says while subconsciously closing herself off to Duke and I. Tucking the hem of Duke's shirt under her thighs, and crossing her arms in front of her chest.

  I jump in quickly getting Mel's attention, and hopefully avoid this on-Coming train wreck. "Remember what I said HellCat? Think long and hard about what we have to say before you decide. It's not just your future, but ours you have in the palm of your hands now."

  Duke places the collar back inside the jewelry box then places the black box in Mel's lap. "Keep these with you as a reminder of what that future holds while you think about it."

  Mel's frantic mood starts to change as she gives what Duke and I are saying some thought. Several moments after we've finished speaking she closes her eyes, and blows out a deep breath. When her blue eyes snap back open I can tell she's more in control.

  "Sure. Thank you, both of you, for such an over the top gift. I'll guard them with my life." Mel's says to us before sitting the box back on top of the table, and giving us a sheepish smile. "Right after I get back from the bathroom actually."

  Mel steps down from her spot on the table. She bends down picking up some of her clothes from the floor. Before bee-lining it to Duke's en-suit. Once she's completely out of sight I groan, and Ruffly scrub the palm of my hands through my hair and down my face. I face Duke after several moments alarm bells signaling Def Con 1 still ringing inside my head.

  "Bro, I hate to be the one to say this, but I think we just fucked-up badly."

  Duke's confidence seems to deflate right in front of me as he looks longing toward the direction Mel ran, and answers me. "Yeah Bro, I'd say we sure did."

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Well then...
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  Stay kinky my lovelies!
   Callie

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