The cook gripped Alda around her thighs and pumped the last shots of his cum into her ass. He yelled, leaning on her still twitching body, his cock oozing cum into her ass.

Alda dropped back onto the tabletop, moaning with satisfaction. "Hey, big boy, you can fuck; you know that?"

"Hey, you ain't exactly lousy yourself," he gasped, lying across her, his cock still pumping.

"Call me, if you can't sleep." Alda giggled.

Gillian trembled as Rose worked her finger into her ass, and Dean held onto her tits, twisting her nipples.

"Now wasn't that fun?" Rose whispered.

"Yes!" Gillian moaned, shivers of strange passion running through her body.

The young cook pulled his cock out of Alda's ass and she gave a moan, thrusting up after him.

"Gotta go, babe," he said. "I'm back on for a couple of hours."

"Not yet, honey," Rose said, "your cock needs cleaning."

"Well, yeah, but I thought…"

"She'd love to clean it for you, wouldn't you?" Rose said, ramming her finger harder into Gillian's ass.

Gillian trembled, and her ass spasmed painfully again, as she looked at the cook's slowly softening cock. It was cummy, and had other juices all over it. It didn't look as if there was any actual shit on it, but it looked disgusting enough.

"Yes, yes, I'll clean it, but how can I with my hands tied?" Gillian wept.

"Lick it clean!" Rose snapped.

Gillian gave a shriek, tossing, struggling against the bonds. "Never!"

CHAPTER THREE

"Oh, yes, you will," Rose whispered in Gillian's ear, as the terrified librarian struggled to free herself from the bonds around her ankles and wrists. "And you'll get more, honey, just to teach you not to yell at me. And never disobey me. Got that?"