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Chapter 11 of 12



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Author: Thinking Horndog
Title: Friendly Traveler's Inn: Room 212
Part: 11 of 12
Universe: Friendly Traveler's Inn
Summary: Mike Webber had trouble dating, so he set out to visit the 'hook-up'
motel his friend told him about and met Lois, who had even worse issues, and
wasn't quite what she appeared to be -- or was she?

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Chapter 11

	It was after eleven when they got in the car for the forty five minute
ride home.  Eddie let Mike drive and sat in the back with Sheila and Emily --
Sheila in the middle.  There were a half-dozen things he thought about doing
to Sheila, but he contented himself with peeling the latex off her breasts
while discussing the events of the day with Emily, who assisted by loosening
Sheila's corset.

	After a bit, Emily leaned across in front of Sheila and said, "Rusty?"

	"Yeah?"  Eddie leaned forward to hear.

	"You were hot today, Man -- and I mean ALL day!"  Emily reached out
and pulled him to her lips.  Eddie, surprised, rose to the challenge.

	"Hey!" Sheila whined.

	"What?" Emily broke the kiss.

	"I put up with all that stuff!"

	"So?  You don't want him, do you?" Emily asked tartly.

	"I -- Maybe."

	"Maybe isn't good enough," Eddie told her.  "It's yes or no.  You
already told me no..."

	"Well..."  Sheila huffed in frustration.  "I..."

	"Can't make up your mind?" Eddie finished for her, frowning.  "You're
a basket case -- you know that?  Want me to make up your mind for you?"

	"I..."

	Eddie rolled his eyes.  "Obviously, you're dependent already.  Emily,
do you have that bag of stuff over there?"

	"Sure."

	"Get me the blindfold, will you?"

	Emily grinned.  "Okay."

	Eddie fitted the blindfold over Sheila's eyes.  "All right -- we're
gonna see how you do with a little sensory deprivation.  You know, when you're
missing a sense, the others try to make up for it, don't you?"

	"Yes."  'Now what?'

	Eddie pinned her wrists.  "Tilt your head to the right."  Sheila did
so, and he leaned up and ran his lips over her neck.  "Like that?"

	Sheila was covered in goosebumps.  "Y -- yes."

	"Now tilt your head to the left," Eddie directed, and waved for Emily
to do her other side.  "Any different?"

	"Uhnh!"

	Eddie and Emily grinned at one another.  "By the time we get home,
you'll have made up your mind, I think," he declared.  "Let's get the corset
off.  Lean forward..."  Sheila did as she was told...

	For the next fifteen minutes, Eddie and Emily took turns torturing her
-- and sometimes did it together, like when they each took a breast to suckle
and chew.  They licked her, they stroked her, they tickled her -- basically,
they turned her into jelly!  When Eddie barked, "Spread your legs!" Sheila
didn't even think -- she just did it!  Emily took one over her left and pinned
it, and Eddie took the other over his right -- and then, with them held open,
two sets of fingers dove for her pussy!  Eddie pushed her bound hands up and
kept her from retracting them while he slid two fingers into her soaking cunt;
Emily fingered her clitoris.  "Kiss me, you silly bitch!" Eddie demanded,
leaning in and taking her lips.  Sheila moaned into his mouth; his fingers
were working up a froth in her pussy while Emily kept the pump working by
buffeting her clitoris.  "Now, do you want sex?" Eddie demanded.

	"Yes!"

	"Do you give a fuck who with?"

	Sheila almost said no, but caught herself, "You!  Please!"

	"I'm busy."

	"Noooo!"

	"Okay, I'll think about it.  Give Emily a kiss..."

	"B -- but..."

	"NOW!" he snarled, and Sheila went questing blindly.  Emily met her
lips.  "Suck her tongue!" Eddie ordered.

	Sheila broke contact.  "I don't do girls!"

	"Correction -- you DIDN'T do girls!" Eddie told her.  "You lost your
shot at me by myself, so you have to share with Emily.  NOW SUCK FACE!"  Emily
leaned in and facilitated things and Sheila did as she was told.

	"Wow!  He's tough!" Lois remarked from her perch in the front seat,
grinning.

	"Guess so," Mike agreed.  "Do you need that?"

	"Maybe, occasionally," Lois replied.  "I guess we'll have to see."

	"Fine by me..."

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	At the apartment, Sheila got led, blind and naked, all over the
parking lot before she was allowed to go in.  "You'll have boyfriends now,"
Eddie remarked.  "They'll be knocking on the door looking for you!"

	"Oh, Gawd!" was all Sheila managed; she was a wreck.

	They led her into her room and finally undid the handcuffs.  "Don't
touch the blindfold!" Eddie directed, flicking her belly with the flogger --
just enough to warn her.

	"Okay!  I won't!" Sheila cried.

	"Okay, I won't, WHAT?" Eddie corrected her.

	"Okay, I won't, MASTER!"

	Eddie sighed.  "She's slow, but she gets there.  Crawl over here and
open up my pants..."  Sheila was soon fumbling with Eddie's fly.  When she had
it open and his pants pushed down some, Eddie wormed the rest of the way out
and stepped forward, rubbing his erection against Sheila's face.  "You know
what to do, right?"

	"Yes, Master!"  Thoroughly cowed and flinching from gentle flicks of
the flogger on her back, Sheila started sucking.

	"I guess I'm gone," Emily muttered.

	"No way.  Come here and help me break her," Eddie replied.  Turning to
Lois and Mike, who were standing in the doorway, he added, "You guys can watch
-- the more people see her, the better."

	Mike grimaced.  "I dunno."

	Emily turned to him.  "What's the worry?  Look, she's had six hours to
throw a shit-fit and bail.  Deep down, she KNOWS this isn't some desperate
situation that she can't get out of -- for one thing, we're all her friends!
This is all about whether she's a subbie or not -- how far she's willing to go
to have someone else there to protect her and see to her needs -- and she's
ALREADY let it go on too long to bullshit anyone..."

	Lois took Mike's hand.  "It's okay, really.  This is about getting her
to admit it to herself, so she can move on, knowing what she wants."

	Sheila was listening, somewhat hurt that everyone in the room was
talking about her as if she wasn't there.  What they were saying kind of
stung, too...  She backed off from sucking Master Rusty's cock -- an oddly
comforting activity -- to say, "I was just playing along..."

	A hand slid along her cheek, under her hair, and Master Rusty's voice
said gently, "We know, Honey.  Question is, do you know why?  Do what you're
supposed to be doing while you think about it."  He pulled her head forward
gently and she re-engaged his cock, willingly.

	Emily was hovering over the pair, eyes glowing as she watched Sheila
suck on his cock.  "You know, Rusty -- that's a nice one..."

	"Thanks!" Eddie grinned.  "I'll save you some.  First, though, why
don't you get comfortable and then help me with Sheila?  She'll pay it back, I
promise..."

	"Okay."  Emily started climbing out of her clothing -- what little
there was of it.

	"This is hot..." Lois mumbled in a congested voice.

	"What do you want to do about it?" Mike whispered.

	"If you want to stand over there next to your roommate..." Lois let it
hang.

	"Are you sure you want to get into this?" Mike asked.

	"You'll take care of me," Lois replied confidently.  "Besides, I've
done groups before -- just not friendly ones."

	"I really haven't..." Mike muttered.

	"Sweetie, if it's a problem..."

	Mike didn't want Lois to get the wrong idea.  "I'm talking in general
-- it has nothing to do with you!"

	"In my experience," Lois said calmly, reaching down to rub his
erection through his pants, "guys don't have any problem with group scenes."

	"Umm, Eddie, if you don't mind, we'd like to play -- sort of off-
side..." Mike raised his voice.

	"Sure." Eddie grinned.

	Lois went and sat on the bed and got out of her outfit, then settled
on her knees before Mike, who had gone ahead and divested himself of his
clothing, too.  Eddie had tossed off what he had left on, too, which put
everyone at full nudity.  "I'm right next to you, Sheila," she whispered.

	Sheila backed off long enough to say, "Thanks."  Apparently, they were
all one happy family; Emily was playing with Sheila's nipples from behind and
Lois was on her right, making some serious sucking noises on Mike...  She
wished that she could see -- but she was a little scared of the whole idea...
Dammit, they were right!  She COULD have raised Hell earlier -- at just about
ANY time -- and a little swat from something shouldn't have stopped her.  But
she let Master Rusty run all over her -- why?

	Because it was exciting -- that's why.  Because she could let someone
else make her decisions for her -- that was another big reason.  And, maybe
most important, because she was hungry for those occasional words of
approval...

	... Speaking of which...  "Tell me what you want from me, Master."

	"Spread your legs, Honey," Eddie told her, and made a little finger
flicking motion with his hand.  Emily nodded and reached between Sheila's legs
from behind, hunting for her clit.

	"MMPH!" Sheila gurgled as Emily made contact.  "MMMMM!"

	Eddie was glancing over at Lois -- her crotch, in particular.  "Does
it work?" he asked calmly.  Lois looked a little nervous and diffident, so he
added, "I think it's way cool..."

	Lois backed off Mike's cock and said, "Not really.  It's real
sensitive, but I had an operation, so I don't have anything to ejaculate
with."

	Eddie nodded.  "Are you going the whole route, then?"

	"Yes."

	"Very cool.  Is it sensitive, at least?"

	"Um hum..." Lois was back on Mike's cock.

	Eddie threw a glance at Emily, and she scooted over so she could worm
between the other two -- and reached into BOTH of their laps!  "I hope this
doesn't ruin our living arrangement," Emily muttered, applying fingers to
Sheila's clit AND Lois' flesh.

	"Things are about to get shaken up, anyway, I figure," Eddie remarked.
"Lois has Mike -- and vice-versa -- and I suspect that I'm going to be busy,
too.  Who knows how it will all shake out...?"

	Thirty seconds later, Sheila was visibly vibrating and making "Oog!"
noises around Eddie's cock.  "Now, Honey," Eddie asked, "Would you like to
fuck?"

	"Mmm hmm!" Sheila hummed around his shaft.

	"You have to do what I tell you, or I'll stop..." Eddie warned.  "If
you get balky, I walk away, and Emily gets it, if she wants it."

	"Okay."  Sheila groaned.

	"Get up on the bed -- put your butt at the edge," Eddie directed, "And
lift your legs."

	Sheila stumbled up and fumbled for the bed, settled herself, and
rocked back.  "Like this?"

	"Like this WHAT?"

	"Like this, Master?"

	"Yeah, like that."  Eddie stepped up, ran his cock along her wet gash
topped by a Mohawk of honey-blonde fuzz, and slid forward into her.

	"Uuh!" Sheila grunted, thinking, 'Wow!' as Eddie stopped short when
one of her inner lips caught in his shaft and backed up.  Then he came forward
again, burying another couple of inches before the situation repeated itself.
Finally, he was balls deep.

	"How is that?"

	"Wonderful!" Sheila gasped.  Sheila liked sex -- and she was pretty,
so it was available to her -- but she was a coward about it, which limited her
appreciation of the act.  It took getting high on something for her to open
the door to a guy -- and that interfered with both her response and her
ability to enjoy sex.  Eddie had heard rumors that Sheila was a dead lay, but
the way she had danced on Emily's fingers said otherwise -- and the movements
she was making on his embedded cock agreed with the latter assessment.

	"Okay, we're gonna get serious, then, but first -- Emily, climb up and
sit on Sheila's face..." Eddie directed.

	"Master!" Sheila protested.

	"What did I tell you?" Eddie reproved, starting a withdrawal.

	"Noooo!"  Sheila wrapped her legs around his waist.  "I'll be good!"

	"Yes, you will!" Eddie agreed.  "Em, take the mask off -- she won't
see much around you, anyway..."

	Emily nodded.  The first thing Sheila saw in nearly an hour was
Emily's evil grin; the second, the droopy inner lips of Emily's twat.

	Eddie gave Sheila five quick strokes and stopped.  "I want to hear
from Emily how good you are at licking a pussy..."

	Sheila got the hint and threw her tongue into gear.  Emily was pretty
musky -- but Sheila figured that it was because she was aroused.  She was
correct; Emily's channel was VERY wet!  Well, it tasted similar to when Sheila
licked her own juices off her fingers after masturbating, so it wasn't
unfamiliar...

	"She's being good," Emily gasped.  Eddie threw himself back in gear.

	Sheila tried to concentrate on Emily, but Master Rusty's cock --
OMIGAWD!  It was finding every nerve she had!  "MMMM!  MMMM!  MMMMM!  MMMMM!"

	Eddie grinned.  He'd been laid the night before, but not like this!
He reached up and pulled Emily forward for a kiss -- which Emily returned
avidly!  Life was good...

	Emily was awash!  Sheila was apparently turning cock-strokes into
tongue-strokes, her tongue rubbing Emily's clit while she sucked the flesh
around it, engorging it.  It was fucking GREAT -- and Eddie added to it!

	Lois gave Mike a meaningful glance and Mike grunted, "There's room.
Same position..."  Lois was up like a shot and on her back beside Sheila on
the bed, working to loosen herself up for the sometimes difficult proposition
of fitting Mike's cock into her only available nether orifice.  Mike moved up
and poised his spit-lubricated length at her opening and began to push.
Recent practice made the operation, if not easy, at least familiar; Mike had
the hang of it and Lois was cooperating fully, so the operation went without
any serious hitches.

	Eddie and Emily both watched, rapt, which only mildly interfered with
what Eddie, in particular, was doing.  "Yeah, cool," he breathed.  Emily
leaned a bit and reached out to take control of Lois' lump of flesh again,
rubbing it between her fingers.  Sheila, basically out of contact, had only a
vague idea of what was happening imparted by the change in the mattress as
Lois climbed on -- and in her case, it was only a mild distraction -- she had
her own issues...

	"MMMMMMWWWAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH!!" Sheila lost contact with Emily in order
to scream as an orgasm roared over her.  "OMIGAWD!  OMIGAWD!  FUCK!  FUCK!!"
she wailed, bouncing and rocking.  Eddie grinned from ear to ear.  Emily, who
had been rocking back and forth, glassy-eyed, looked a little miffed, so when
Sheila had herself somewhat under control, he told her, "Get back on Emily --
you don't want to leave her hanging!"  Soon, Emily was making the kind of
congested grunts that presaged an orgasm; she lost the ability to do anything
for Lois -- but that was fine; Lois took over for herself, which was more
efficient, anyway...

	"Um, there..." Emily gasped, "Yeah...  There...  Uh huh...  Yes...
Ogod...  Yes...  Uh huh...  Oh...  Fuck...  I'm gonna...  OH!  YEAH!  OH,
FUCK!   YEEEEAAAHHHH!!!!  SHIT!  SHIT!  SHIT!"  Wild-eyed, she started
frantically humping poor Sheila's face!  "Oh, FUCK!"

	Fortunately, she was quickly past it; Eddie reached out and gently
dumped her over on her side, muttering, "Okay, we need to finish this..."

	Emily got herself under control, reoriented, and kissed Sheila,
apologizing, "Sorry, Sweetie!"

	"Uh huh..."  The moment she wasn't suffocating any more, Sheila didn't
care -- she was already on her way to orgasm number two.  Seeing Eddie and
seeing his cock added a bit of impetus, too!  "Unh!  Uh!  Oh!  So good!  Ah!
Uhnh!"  Sheila gazed up at Eddie through glazed eyes.

	"This was... what you... were waiting for... wasn't it?" Eddie puffed.

	"Uh huh!"  Sheila nodded, dazed by the sensations pouring over her.
Intelligent conversation was beyond her.

	"Hold your knees," Eddie directed.  "I want to... play with... your
tits!"

	"Uh... kay..."  Sheila took over control of her knees and Eddie
reached down and started mauling her nipples.

	"You like that?" Eddie asked.

	"Uh huh!"

	"You like fucking?"

	"Uh HUH!"

	"So... you want to... fuck me tomorrow... too?"

	"Uh HUH!"  Sheila's face was intent, trying to convey feelings she had
no capacity to talk about.  She wanted this to go on and on -- and if Master
Rusty wanted to come back tomorrow and do it again, that sounded like Heaven!

	"Will you do... everything I say?"

	Sheila nodded, anxious to please.

	"Okay, I'll think about it then, if you're a good girl..." Eddie
puffed.

	Sheila was horrified!  Wasn't she good enough?  "P--please!
Anything!"

	"Let's start with this..." Eddie puffed.  "Make sure I enjoy this --
it's certainly the first step..."

	"H--how?" Sheila gasped.  "What else?"

	"You're doing okay," Eddie puffed.  "Just... participate.  It's
important that... your partner... sees you... enjoying yourself.  You know...
I heard you were... a dead lay..."

	"Ogod!"  Sheila was THOROUGHLY humiliated.

	"I'm... not seeing that..." Eddie gasped.  "You're doing... pretty
good...  Who am I?"

	"Master!" Sheila gasped.  "Please, Master, PLEASE!"

	Master Rusty started squeezing and grinding her nipples; it hurt, but
it hurt GOOD!  Sheila felt herself start to shake; she was losing control...
"Ogod!  OGOD!  OMIGOD!  FUCK!  FUCK!  AAIIIIIIEEEEE!!!"  Sheila lost her feet
while she grabbed Eddie's biceps, pulling; the went flat on the bed and she
used them to shove herself up at him in a frenzy, smashing her pubic mound up
against his, driving him deep inside her.  "UGH!  UHNH! UUUHH!!"

	Eddie was totally unprepared for this; Sheila tightened up and pulsed
along his length making things just too exquisite to ignore!  "AWWWWW!!!
FUUUUUUCK!!!" he grunted as he exploded inside her quaking cunt.  "JEEEZUS!"

	The pyrotechnics on their left complete, Lois and Mike could
concentrate on each other -- and that's what they did.  They blocked out Eddie
and Sheila's moan of recovery and Emily's exclamations and focused on each
other.  Like Eddie, Mike had nipples under his hands -- and Lois was deriving
considerable pleasure from his manipulations.  Mike's slow stroke grazed the
gland that substituted for a G-spot gently on every pass, sending pulses
through her while she manipulated her flaccid but sensitive flesh with her
fingers, slowly rising toward a peak.  For her part, Lois made certain that on
his withdrawals, her hole was as tight as she could clamp it while relaxing as
he pressed himself into her, which set up a pulsing cycle that benefited them
both.

	Suddenly, Lois found herself ahead of the power curve -- she was going
to orgasm!  "Oh, Baby, fuck me!  I'm gonna cum!"

	"Go for it!" Mike panted.  "Maybe you can get two!"  He watched her
eyes glaze as her fingers blurred on her flesh -- and then her ass started
pulsing independent of her control while she hunched and grunted and gasped.
It was good, and it almost wrung an orgasm out of him, but it didn't quite.
Lois flopped back and was slack for a moment, panting, unable to participate
actively, before slowly taking up the reins and resuming her efforts to milk
her lover.  "Was it good?" Mike asked, knowing the answer.

	"Oh, yes, Baby -- it was wonderful!"  Lois hunched herself up to give
him a hug.  "Just wonderful!"

	Everyone else was watching, rapt; they all knew instinctively that
Lois had serious hurdles to overcome to reach orgasm -- and they suspected
that Mike might, too.  Eddie sat on the bed on Sheila's far side; when she
pulled herself erect, he directed her with his fingers to get up on her hands
and knees on the bed.  "Clean me -- with your mouth," he whispered.  Sheila
didn't argue.  Eddie turned himself a bit, bringing his left knee onto the bed
so that Sheila could watch the other couple while she followed his
instructions.  Lois and Mike weren't going at it hammer and tongs, the way
Eddie and Sheila had; they were taking it slow and gentle and obviously
loving.

	It was three or four more minutes before the urgency became
overwhelming for Mike.  "I can't hold out..." he gasped.

	"Go ahead, Baby," Lois grunted softly.  "I got mine..."  She was
fairly close, but not quite there -- and she wasn't going to make it.  But
that was okay -- one orgasm was more than she'd had before Mike...

	There was a rustle as Emily shifted positions, coming in from Lois'
left.  "May I?" she asked, leaning in close to Lois' flesh as she masturbated
it.

	Mike and Lois shared a look, got permission from each other, and Mike
pronounced the verdict, "Yes."

	Emily leaned in and took possession of Lois' flesh, sucking the short
length of it into her mouth and drubbing it with her tongue.  The effect was
immediate and electric -- Lois gasped, "Ogod!  Go for it, Baby -- I'm right
behind you!"  Inside Emily's gently sucking mouth, her flesh got stiffer than
at any time since her operation as Emily's suction suffused the tissues with
blood -- and fed the nerves, allowing them to transmit her pleasure more
powerfully.  "Oh, SHIT!"  Lois started thrashing, clutching Emily's head to
her crotch as her orgasm came rushing out of nowhere!  "FUCK ME!  GIVE ME YOUR
CUM!  NOOOOOOWWW!!!"

	Mike didn't argue; Lois' ass was milking him like a fist!  He managed
to hold onto that cusp where the pleasure and the pain of trying to hold back
fought for supremacy for a couple of strokes, then buried himself deep in his
lover and exploded, gushing semen into her colon in long spurts.
"AAAAAUUUGGH!!"

	Emily grinned to herself as Lois' flesh pulsed weakly in her mouth,
thinking, 'Now THIS is shit hot!'

	When they recovered, Lois and Mike withdrew and went to Lois' room to
cuddle and nap -- and, ultimately, make love again.  In the meantime, Emily
took advantage of Eddie's revived erection while Sheila watched with envious
eyes.  Intent on training Sheila, Eddie insisted that she clean BOTH of them
after the bout, the stick being a flogging and the carrot being the idea that
he would stay with her the night, sleeping in her bed -- and whatever
happened, happened...  Sheila cleaned her master readily -- and, after some
hesitation, went looking for semen in Emily's depths, after which Emily, well-
pleased with the results, headed off to her room to leave her girlfriend to
collect her prize...

	...Which she did -- twice -- before the pair emerged from her bedroom
the next morning.  Sheila was thoroughly on the leash -- literally, as that's
how they came out of her bedroom.  She was also naked, something that Eddie
enjoyed immensely as he kicked back in a kitchen chair and watched her make
coffee.

	In Lois' room, Mike and Lois were engaging in sixty-nine.  Mike
couldn't fail to notice the results of Emily's attentions to Lois' limp flesh
the night before -- and he decided that he could deal with the fallout.  Lois,
however, worried; "Baby, you don't have to do that.  I don't want you doing
anything that might bother you..."

	"Quiet, Hon.  Suck. You have a lot more to do there than I have," Mike
shushed her.  "It's your clit.  I don't see where I have to worry about my
self-image because I lick a clit."

	"Okay..."  Over the next twenty minutes or so, Lois left no doubt in
Mike's mind that licking her was effective; she lost the ability to suck him
effectively twice due to the distraction of his mouth on her flesh!  When
she'd drained his cock, she flopped over and gasped, "God!  I've died and gone
to Heaven for sure!  You can bring me off at will!"  Then she swapped ends and
clutched him, her eyes beseeching, "Tell me we haven't done anything that
bothers you!  I don't EVER want you to cross some line with me that will make
you unhappy with yourself...  I couldn't stand to lose you like that!"

	Mike pulled her in.  "We're fine, Hon.  I -- well, if it erected, I
might have a problem -- but as it is, I don't.  Not at all."

	"Well, I won't allow oral sex to replace fucking.  You need to fuck
me.  I'm going to get that operation and I want yours to be the cock that
takes my cherry, when I finally have a pussy."  She eyed him, worried.  "Or am
I getting ahead of myself?"

	"Not as far as I can see."  Mike kissed her forehead.  "Let's go see
if there's anything to eat -- I think I smell coffee..."

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