Harem House Chapter 21 (Literotica Version)

Arthur's visit to Dreamland was interrupted throughout the night by various sounds and discomforts. For all his usual displeasure at being woken up from slumber by a numb arm or an uncomfortable elbow in his side, he couldn't complain. Every time he opened his eyes to see his five girlfriends cuddled, huddled, and piled against him beneath the queen-sized blanket, he was waking into a dream. Was it the best night's sleep he'd ever gotten? No. Was it the best night he'd ever spent on a makeshift pile of blankets in his two-bedroom apartment? Absolutely.

Wednesday night drifted into Thursday morning in lazy waves of sleep, waking, comfort, and discomfort until finally, Arthur realized that dawn was drawing near, inevitable as any shore. He stretched and found the movement impeded by Kelly on his right and Kat on his left, whose legs trapped his. Mindy was straddling his waist, her legs also trapped by the other two, her head on his chest as though his pecs were a pillow. She blinked awake as she felt him stir, and the soft noise she made in protest of the waking world was the cutest thing Arthur had ever heard.

They were young. They would recover from an uncomfortable night's sleep within an hour or two of wakefulness. And it was worth it. For Arthur, at least.

He made a mental note to get more bedding. He needed more pillows and blankets. Especially if they were going to have a repeat of this on Saturday after Homecoming. He had no idea how he would pull that off with the grumpy downstairs neighbors. Maybe Selene and Kat would be willing to host on Saturday.

Once they all moved into his parent's house, that problem would take care of itself. A California King bed would sleep them all if they wanted, and far more comfortably.

Arthur felt stiff, his lower back hurt with a dull ache, and his limbs were numb in places and tingling in others. Beyond all of that, however, forcing its way to the front of his body's protests with all the delicate grace of an off-road 200 mph garbage truck was his bladder. There was a significant amount of pressure on it from Mindy sleeping on top of him, and he felt like if he moved the wrong way, he would burst through his skin.

Unfortunately, there was no way to slowly or gracefully extricate himself without waking at least three people directly on one part of his body or another. Waking one sleeping woman without coffee to apologize for it was a dangerous prospect. Waking five? He liked his head where it was. Still, he had to go. So he tried to be careful. He did his best to snake his right arm out from under Kelly. His hand was on Kelly's breast, his forearm trapped between her front and Rani's back, and his upper arm was under Kelly's head. Removing it stirred both of them.

He gently tapped Mindy's shoulder, and she blinked at him with dull, dark, sleep-crusted eyes. The world outside was starting to lighten its shade of night sky from dark violet-black to soft cloud-covered gray, but there was no sunlight to see by. The windows provided a subtle lightening of the darkness rather than any proper illumination.

"I have to pee." Arthur whispered as quietly as he could.

"Hmph." Mindy grunted. She started to roll off of him, but there was nowhere for her to go, so she ended up trapped between him and Kat, waking Kat and Selene on his left. If Mindy's waking was dull and slightly grumpy, Kat's was like stirring a hornet's nest with sleepy little nails instead of stingers expressing their displeasure by clamping down on Arthur's left forearm, which she'd cuddled between her and Selene.

"Sorry." Arthur apologized as he shifted, trying to scoot toward Kelly and out from under Mindy, hitting the wall of Kelly's back even as Kat tugged hard on his forearm to keep it in place in her adamant refusal to wake up or let go of him. "I have to pee." He explained to no one in particular. No one was listening. All the girls wanted to stay asleep, even as wakefulness came for them as Arthur jostled and jolted them slightly.

Arthur realized the hopelessness of trying to stand up from under the blankets, so he one-arm army crawled out of the blankets toward the pillows from an off-kilter side-plank position and was finally able to drag himself free of the mass of bodies who immediately closed the hole he'd vacated by cuddling up to one another. He would have thought it was cute if the comparatively cold air hadn't immediately reinforced the urgency of his bathroom visit.

He made it in time, even with closing the door behind him gently, but let out an involuntary groan as he stood at the toilet. He immediately felt more relaxed and much better than before, even with the cold bathroom tile beneath his bare feet. He washed his hands and looked at himself in the mirror, reviewing his daily checklist. He had a bit of stubble and would need to shave. He also noticed two significantly noticeable marks, one near each collarbone. He had hickies. Rani and Kelly must have given them to him last night.

Usually, he would have gone for a run, but with all the girls in the living room, he didn't want them to wake up and panic over where he'd gone. He was also supposed to do cardio with Kelly this morning. The plan had been to meet at her place, but she was here, and he had no idea what she had planned. He supposed he could always skip the workout this morning and try to crawl back into bed, but that didn't seem like it would work without waking everyone anyway.

"Boss?" He heard a small, quiet voice on the other side of the bathroom door. He knew it was Mindy by the name, if nothing else. It was funny to think about how his girlfriends had different names for themselves and him. It made sense in a way. Each of them was a different kind of submissive, which kept him on his toes as he had to be a different kind of Dom to each of them.

Selene was a total slave, addicted to submitting to Arthur, a cuckquean, and loved serving him. Her sister Kat was still a bit of a mystery to Arthur. She claimed to like to be submissive, but he didn't call her Brat for nothing, and she called him on his shit whenever she felt like it, for which he was honestly grateful. Kelly seemed to fantasize about being a traditional, submissive housewife, which she turned into a kink of its own. Rani was also confusing, switching between Queen and Concubine whenever she felt like it, calling Arthur her King either way. And Mindy was something of a pain/humiliation slut, though he wondered how much of her experience was from actual experience and how much was fantasy.

That meant he had to be a firm and commanding Master to Selene. He was still figuring out what to be to Kat, but she seemed to enjoy it when he took control, even if she fought him for that control when he tried. He had to be a husband to Kelly, which he honestly needed to do some research on to see what that entailed. It was more subtle than he was used to, compared to being a Master. Being a King to Rani felt more leisurely, though he realized that might be because he hadn't put much effort into it yet. Mindy took nearly constant effort to manage as her Boss, and he had to play up the sadist bit when playing with her.

"Boss?" Mindy's voice asked again, and Arthur opened the door. Mindy stepped inside quickly and closed the door behind her. "I just wanted to make sure you were okay." She said. "I heard the flush and the sink, but then you didn't come back out." She explained.

Arthur nodded, whispering to keep from waking the others on the other side of the door. "I was trying to figure out what to do next." He smiled softly. "I don't always have everything planned, and you all threw me for a loop last night, staying over."

"Is that a complaint?" Mindy asked, surprised.

"Never." Arthur corrected her and kissed her good morning. Their breath was terrible, but neither of them seemed to mind.

"We should all stash an overnight bag here." Mindy almost laughed. "At least until we all move into the house."

"Sounds good to me." Arthur nodded. "In the meantime, I think I have an extra toothbrush in the linen closet. Mine came in a pack."

"Do you have four more stashed somewhere?" Mindy asked.

"No, but Selene and Kat live across the parking lot." Arthur reminded her.

Mindy smirked, kissed Arthur again, and then shooed him toward the door, taking the opportunity to slap his butt for a change. "Okay. Go now. I have to pee."

"What if I want to stay and watch?" Arthur asked.

"Gross." Mindy shook her head. "There should be some mystery. Get out."

Arthur laughed. He didn't actually want to stay and watch anyway. He was only teasing her, even if the sight and feel of Mindy's naked body had reminded his body that it was good to be awake. Arthur lingered by the door, just to see what she would do.

"Bratwurst." Mindy said as though it were a curse word. "Now get out."

"Okay, okay." Arthur raised his hands in surrender, turned, and left the bathroom, closing the door behind him.

In the living room, Kat and Rani were still in the 'bed' of blankets, sleeping. Selene had woken and was kneeling, naked except for the thin leather strap collar around her neck that she never took off. She was in the nadu position a pace away from the bathroom door. The sight of her pert round breasts, open mouth, and lowered eyes stirred something lustful in Arthur. It was reinforced by a naked Kelly bending over at the waist with her back toward Arthur to pick up her bra from the floor. Looking over her shoulder at Arthur and smiling at him, she let Arthur know she'd done it on purpose.

"Good morning, hubby." Kelly straightened, flinging her tousled red hair to cascade down her upper back. She took several steps toward him, putting a little extra sway into her round hips with each step, her breasts steadily jostling in the opening air with each step like something out of a lewd paperback. By the time Kelly made it to Arthur, he was thoroughly distracted and hard as a rock. She touched his arm just above the elbow, leaned up, and kissed him softly. She cooed softly in pleasant surprise when Arthur took control of the peck she'd intended to give him and turned it into something more passionate.

Selene, still kneeling just a pace away, patiently waited her turn while she watched their gently making out.

"Hmm." Kelly hummed. "Are you still good for cardio together?" Kelly asked. "Or did you want to go for a run?"

"What kind of cardio did you have in mind?" Arthur asked in a tone that suggested he had a type of cardio in mind they all might enjoy.

Kelly smirked, placed her hand on his chest, slid it down, and gripped his length. Her hand was soft and smooth against the rigid member, and she slowly, tauntingly, pulled on it with a firm and steady grip, stroking him. "I was thinking of one thing." Kelly admitted. "Now I'm thinking of another."

Arthur smirked. "I'm sure I can get my heart rate up to count it as a workout." He said.

Kelly smirked but looking around at the others, she didn't think Rani or Kat would appreciate the wakeup. Selene, on the other hand, was still patiently waiting. She was watching them, her eyes on Kelly's hand wrapped around Arthur's cock. Selene was silent and subservient to her Master, Kelly's boyfriend. Well, their boyfriend.

"Why don't you let Slut take care of this in the bedroom-" She emphasized with a tug on his cock. "While I freshen up. Then, you can go over your schedule with Mindy. I mean, Whore." Kelly corrected herself, still uncomfortable about the name. "She's taking over as your personal secretary. Then you and I can drive over to my place, and I can show you what I do for cardio."

Arthur closed his eyes and savored the feeling as she stroked him, still slow and steady, her fingertips expertly placed on the underside of his cock with the pad of her pinky just under his cock head. She smiled at him, kissed him again, and then stopped.

"Go on." Kelly said as she stepped away. She took her bra and slid it on, much to Arthur's disappointment. "Take Selene- Slut, into the bedroom and have her take care of that for you. I'll be waiting by the door when you're done with her."

Arthur looked at Kelly to see if she was serious, but she seemed to be. She was on the hunt for her panties and would no doubt be using the bathroom once Mindy was out of it. Arthur thanked whatever god was watching that the house had multiple bathrooms. Once they moved into it, there'd never be a queue for it again. Hopefully. He looked down at Selene, who still hadn't moved or spoken.

"Come on, Slut." Arthur said as he stepped toward the bedroom door.

Selene started to get to her feet, but Arthur held up his hand to stop her. He pointed down as she looked up at him, confused, and then understood. She crawled behind him on her hands and knees as he opened his bedroom door, held it open for her as he watched her crawl into the room, and closed it behind them.

The bed still had its sheet, but all the blankets were now in the living room. Arthur stood by the bed, looking at it, and Selene resumed the nadu position from her spot by the door.

"May I suck your cock, Master?" Selene asked.

Arthur seemed to think about it for a moment. He sat on the foot of the bed and nodded.

Selene crawled over to him, taking her place between his feet and looking up at him, she tried to make eye contact from the other side of his cock as it divided her face, but could only get one eye on him at a time. She wet her lips with her tongue, then licked the base of his shaft. Arthur sat up straight and tall, looking down at her as she started.

"Good girl." Arthur said in a dark tone that sent shivers up and down Selene's spine.

She slowly started stroking him with her right hand around the top of his cock as she licked, kissed, and sucked at the base, playing with his balls, too, as she worked. She let her thumb sweep the underside of his cock, and Arthur leaned back to his elbows, showing off his muscular naked body to no one in particular.

"You'd better make me cum quickly." Arthur said. "Or I'll leave you chained to the wall today with a dildo shoved down your throat for practice." It was an empty threat, a fantasy, but it was effective.

Selene's eagerness redoubled, and her hand and mouth changed positions. She brought her right hand to the base of his cock, used her left to stabilize herself on his legs, and took the tip into her mouth. Just the tip, though. Usually, she went for the deep-throating pretty quickly, but this time, her lips didn't go down past the first quarter of his length. Instead, she used her tongue as though attempting to lick the cum out of him, pulling off occasionally to simply breathe on his cock, letting the warm air stimulate him.

"Holy shit." Arthur commented. "You've always been great at these, but..."

"I've been researching." Selene admitted. "I've been looking for better ways to please you, Master." She said in a soft, breathy voice that washed warm breath all over the tip of his cock, which she then sucked into her mouth. She flicked her tongue against the underside of his cockhead, and Arthur felt himself dangerously close to blasting, even though it had only been a few minutes.

"Stop." He warned her.

Selene seemed to take that as a challenge and redoubled her efforts, pumping her hand faster along his cock and sucking harder. She would have gotten him to blow in a few strokes more if he'd let her.

Instead, he sat up, pushed her away, and smacked her boob in punishment, making her flinch in surprise. "I said stop." He said in an angry tone. Arthur stood up, grabbed Selene by the upper arm, and dragged her to her feet. She still looked confused, surprised, and maybe emotionally hurt, but she got over it when Arthur took hold of her and shoved her onto the bed. Selene fell forward onto it, catching herself with her forearms, but Arthur was already dragging her by the hips to line her up with the edge of the bed. She spread her knees on the edge, lowering herself and opening herself for him. He probed with his fingers to find her wet and heated to his touch. He smirked and brought the tip of his cock to her folds, teasing her as he sawed his length along them on the outside.

"Recite your mantra." Arthur instructed.

"Yes, Master." Selene nodded quickly. "I am your slave- ah, and you are my Master." She gasped at the word slave as Arthur chose that moment to plunge into her in one long, slow stroke. He slapped her ass with his hand.

"Start again." He admonished her. "No interruptions with gasps or moans." He reminded her.

"Yes, Master. Sorry, Master." Selene said as he started to quick the pace. He held her by the hips with one hand, dragging her back onto him as he shoved his hips forward to plunge her depths. She closed her eyes and tried to get her breathing back under control as she felt his hand press gently against her ass cheek. He was ready to strike again if she messed up the mantra, but she'd been reciting it now, every day, sometimes multiple times a day. She had it well-memorized.

"I am your slave, and you are my Master." Selene said again without interruption, despite Arthur's suddenly hard thrust on the word 'Master.' "I am yours to play with and yours to control." She recited. "I will eagerly see to your needs and serve you with my whole heart. I eagerly give you my body and want you to use me as you see fit. I will wear the signs of my submission with pride. I eagerly obey you in all things. I know that you will take care of me as my Master. I am your slave, Master. Your plaything. Your fuck toy. Your pet. I am whatever you need me to be to bring you pleasure, and I will seek to bring you pleasure in all things. I am owned, cared for, and safe with you, Master. Please, Master, use your slut."

Selene was having difficulty by the end of it. Arthur had ramped up the fucking with each line of the mantra until now; he was going all out, slamming her back onto his dick and filling her with every stroke. Her breathing was hitched up several notches from when they'd started, but despite his best efforts, she managed to make it through. She moaned now, lowering her face to the mattress to muffle it. Arthur always felt so good in her, and between him and the mantra, her mind had peacefully swept away everything but her lust and love for him. She was his fuck toy, pet, and slave, willing to be whatever he wanted her to be so long as he was her Master. All she wanted was to please him. All she wanted was for him to be satisfied, to look down at her from her place at his feet and tell her that she was a good girl.

"Good girl." Arthur growled in a low tone as Selene suddenly tensed up and came. He fucked her through her orgasm, and when it was done, he kept fucking her, not letting up in the slightest. She squeezed his cock inside her or tried to, but he was plowing through her so fast and hard that she felt it didn't make any difference.

"Please, Master." Selene begged in a gasp. "Please use me. Please cum in me. Please cum in your slut."

The begging seemed to do it. Arthur exploded inside of her, and she shivered as she felt him go still except for every spurt and spasm coming from his cock deep inside her. She clawed and clutched the sheet, moaning a little as she felt him give her the reward she desperately wanted. "Thank you, Master." Selene sighed. "Thank you."

Arthur took a deep breath, recharging himself as he pulled out of Selene, his efforts spent.

Selene closed her legs, trying to keep him inside her, but he pulled out anyway. She kept her legs together, though, even as she spun to face him. She licked his cock again, not trying to stir him but cleaning him. At least enough so that their juices wouldn't stain anything.

"Good girl." Arthur repeated, and Selene beamed up at him as he rested a hand on her cheek, cupping her face, and stroked her cheek with his thumb.

"Thank you, Master." Selene said again. She offered him a soft smile. "Now, you should get dressed." She nodded. "I believe Mistress wants to work out with you this morning."

Arthur patted her cheek. "I love you."

"I love you too, Master." Selene kissed his hand.

He helped her off the bed, and the two hugged. It was a standing, nude embrace, but it felt more comfortable than lustful. They breathed each other in for a moment, and Selene melted into the security of his arms as he held her tight. Arthur stroked her back, played with her hair, and squeezed her as hard as she squeezed him in the embrace. They stood like that for over a minute until Selene felt it was time to end the embrace by stepping away a half-step.

"Thank you." She said again. "Seriously." She smiled up at him. "Last night was amazing, and I really needed this, this morning." She went up to her tiptoes, but still couldn't reach until he bent down a little and kissed her.

"You're welcome." Arthur nodded. "Though, I feel like I should be thanking you." Arthur scoffed.

Selene smiled up at him and playfully swatted his chest. "Silly Master." She shook her head.

Arthur started to dress, pulling on an old, worn-out gray t-shirt, a pair of boxer briefs, and baggy gym shorts that came down to his knees. Selene pulled out his duffel and loaded it with a change of clothes for his office and class. By the time he was dressed, she packed it and held it out for him to take.

"Are you dressing me now?" Arthur asked. "I thought it was the other way around."

Selene smiled. "I just thought I'd help." She said. "But if you want to tell me what I can wear today, I'm listening."

"I've half a mind to tell you to wear nothing but lingerie and stay in that bed until I return." Arthur admitted.

"Only half a mind?" Selene asked.

"Three-quarters, maybe." Arthur smirked. "But you've got classes to go to. You can't just be my slave. You have to be Selene, too, sometimes."

Selene crawled onto the mattress and took up a kneeling position. "Graduation can't come soon enough." She groaned.

Arthur smirked back, but it struck him at that moment that Selene wasn't joking. He hadn't thought about what they'd do after graduation before. He, Kelly, and Kat were seniors, but he was in a five-year program, so he had another year left after this one. Kelly graduated in the spring, and so did Kat. Rani and Selene were Juniors, one year behind him, and would graduate at the same time as him. On the other hand, Mindy was a Freshman in the same five-year program he was in. She had a long way to go. He'd never considered what graduation might mean for this little polycule, his harem. Where their careers might take them, and whether they would stay together or go their separate ways. He wasn't sure he wanted to think about it now. Though, he liked the idea of making enough money to support a full-time slave.

"Are you okay?" Selene asked. She was concerned by the look of sudden despair that crossed Arthur's features. It was gone when he looked at her again and smiled at her.

"Yeah." He nodded. "I just got distracted."

"By something other than your naked kneeling slave?" Selene scoffed. "I'm going to have to up my game."

He patted her on the head, then kissed her. "Be good today." He said. "And wear... that blue dress I like over some leggings. You can wear a bra, but no panties under the leggings."

"Yes, Master." Selene nodded. She knew which dress he was talking about, though she hadn't known his appreciation for it before, and the knowledge made her wiggle a little in happiness. She watched as he picked up the duffel she packed him and shooed him off as he waited for her by the door. He took the hint and exited the bedroom feeling refreshed.

Kelly stood by the front door, fully dressed in her blue dress with the squared neckline and surprisingly made-up. She nodded toward the door for them to leave, and Arthur nodded. Mindy had already retaken her spot in the makeshift bed. She and Rani were spooning while Kat did her best impression of a starfish on the other half, all under the blanket.

Arthur and Kelly silently went out the door and down the stairs. Arthur was a little worried about running into his downstairs neighbors, but it was too early for anyone else to be awake. The complex was quiet this early in the morning.

Arthur followed Kelly to her car and opened the driver's side door for her, which she seemed to enjoy far too much. She gave him a bright smile and a happy little wiggle as she took her seat and placed her hands on the steering wheel in a demure gesture.

Arthur closed the door, went to the passenger side, and hopped in. He closed the door behind him, and Kelly already had the car started, twisting around to check behind her as she pulled out of the spot.

"So, last night was fun." Arthur commented.

Kelly snorted. "Yeah. It was. Unexpected, but fun."

"You didn't plan that out ahead of time? It seemed orchestrated to me." Arthur chuckled.

"Selene might have, but she didn't let the rest of us know until we were at the meeting. And we'd been talking about things between that and the harem chat and... well, I think a few of us wanted to do a big group thing and see how it went."

"And how do you think it went?" Arthur asked. "How do you feel about it?"

"Confused." Kelly admitted. "I don't know. I don't have all the answers."

"I don't have all the answers either." Arthur chuckled.

Kelly nodded. "I think we'd all be confused if you did." She laughed. "More than we already are, I mean."

"What are you confused about?" Arthur asked.

"Not anything specific." Kelly shrugged. "It's just... it's a lot to adjust to. What we did last night, and the whole Harem as a group, a community, it's new, fun, confusing, sexy, a whole slew of things."

Arthur nodded. "Makes sense." He agreed. "I'm still trying to figure it all out myself." He admitted.

"We can figure it out together." Kelly patted his thigh, then returned her hand to the steering wheel. Arthur patted her thigh in return and gave it a gentle, affectionate squeeze.

"We'll figure it out together." Arthur agreed. "How are you feeling about it all?"

"I don't know yet." Kelly answered honestly. "I'm still processing. Last night was... a lot. This whole relationship is a lot. It's more than I expected, but that's not necessarily bad. It's just... different. I think I figured some things out for myself last night, and I'm still working it all out in my head. I... don't think I'm ready to talk about it all just yet."

"I hear you." Arthur said hesitantly. "When you are ready to talk about it, though, I'm here."

"I know." Kelly assured him. "And don't worry. I'm still on board. I'm just... processing."

"Good." Arthur smiled and relaxed a little, relieved. For a moment, he'd been worried that last night would scare one or more of his girlfriends away. It was one thing to fantasize about having sex with five women simultaneously. It was another to actually do it - and he was still a little worn out.

The rest of the drive went by in a blur. They got to Kelly's apartment, and Kelly changed into her workout gear. Her bedroom and living room didn't quite have enough space for them to work out, and Katelyn, Kelly's roommate, was still asleep when they got there. Arthur sat on Kelly's bed and watched her get changed, which almost derailed the entire idea of vertical exercise, but Kelly kept him on task.

She loved the look he gave her as he watched her, and she promised she'd make it up to him. A promise Arthur knew she'd make good on.

She slipped out of her dress, bra, and panties and slipped on a black sports bra and a pair of red shorts that only came halfway down her ass. If not for last night and Selene's attention this morning, Arthur would have pinned her to the bed and pulled those shorts off again. As it was, he could focus on the task at hand, which may have been why Kelly pushed him to use Selene before they left. He knew better than to ask.

Arthur followed her out of her room to her dining room, where she paused at the head of the table.

"Help me move the table?" Kelly asked, and Arthur helped turn and move the table so it was entirely against the wall. This opened the space between her living room and kitchen. Her apartment was one long rectangle with the kitchen at the back, the living room in the front, and the 'dining room' in between. The hallway to the right of the dining room area led to the two bedrooms and the bathroom.

There was a noise from that hallway, and Katelyn, Kelly's roommate, sleepily wandered into view. Katelyn was a lithe, thin young woman with long, coltish legs that seemed to go up to her neck. She had the Taylor Swift build that could pull off a lot of different fashions. She wore a pink spaghetti strap hello kitty crop top that showed off most of her ribbed torso and pink pajama booty shorts that showed off every inch of her legs, and just a strip of her butt pushing out of the bottoms. The bony lines of her stomach and hips were easy to see on her skinny frame, and she looked at Arthur as though she'd just won a bet.

"Arthur's here." Kelly reminded her. "Remember, I told you yesterday he'd be coming over to work out?" Kelly added quickly.

Katelyn nodded, then shifted her gaze slowly from Arthur to Kelly. "Yeah, I remember." She said. "I just thought that was a euphemism."

Arthur laughed, earning a smirk from Katelyn but a frown from Kelly.

"I'll be out of your hair in a minute." Katelyn protested. "I just want some coffee, then I'll be out of your hair."

Kelly nodded, and Katelyn scampered into the kitchen, still in view, as Arthur looked at Kelly to pick up his cues.

"Okay, so, if we're not running, and we're not-" He glanced at Katelyn filling the coffee maker. "Doing other things. What are we doing?"

"Cardio." Kelly reminded him. "Let's start with jogging in place."

Arthur barked a laugh. "Ha. See? Running is cardio."

"It's just the warm-up, Mister." Kelly smirked, and they started working out.

The workout was not sexual, but Arthur couldn't help but admire the parts of Kelly that jiggled with every jumping jack, squat, ax chop, lunge, or burpee. Kelly kept their heart rates up, and they were dripping with sweat halfway through. Every minute or so, she changed it to a new exercise, moving through a series of bodyweight exercises designed to push his endurance, some of which took some effort to manage his flexibility and balance outside his usual workout routine. By the end, he had to admit it was a good cardio workout, even if he missed the chance to run and think in the early morning silence. By their cool down, he was glad for a few stretches, and he patted Kelly on the bum after making sure Katelyn was back in her room.

"Tuesday, we'll go for a run together." Arthur decided. "Wear those shorts."

Kelly giggled. "Yes, Sir." She wiggled her butt at him but stepped away when he went to swat at it again. "Shower time." She nodded toward the bathroom.

The part Arthur had been looking forward to. Her shower wasn't as big as his, but the bathroom was much nicer and slightly larger with much more counter space. There was barely enough room for the two of them, and getting to rub Kelly down with her loofa was an experience he knew he'd remember his entire life. The cute little noises she made when he touched a sensitive area were enough to make him hard, even if the sight of her hadn't already done it.

When it came time for her to return the favor, she scrubbed him down. She glanced up at him shyly as she rubbed the soap over his torso, then bit her lip as if trying to make up her mind. Finally, with practiced grace, she knelt with her back to the showerhead and stroked his cock with soapy hands. She looked up to see him looking down at her, and she kept focused, intense eye contact with him as she stroked until he let a few blasts loose, giving her a pearl necklace of a different kind.

"Good thing we're already in the shower." Kelly smirked as she stood and started washing it off. Arthur smirked in answer. Kelly had to wash her hair, especially since a strand of his cum had splattered her scalp, and another had dropped into her hair as it fell over her shoulder. Arthur smelled like Kelly when she shooed him from the shower, and he dried off while she washed her hair and shaved her legs. Arthur watched.

"Go get dressed, Mister." Kelly told him. "We're in a hurry, and you don't need to watch me do this."

"I'm rather enjoying it." Arthur said with a smile.

Kelly rolled her eyes at him, then thought she might tease him. "Should I shave my bush?" Kelly asked. "Selene didn't have one... do you prefer your women fully shaved?"

"I like you as you are." Arthur said.

"Would you like me shaved?" Kelly asked.

"Yes." Arthur nodded. "But not any more or less than I like you now."

"What if I let it grow?" Kelly asked. "Just full-on 70's bush."

Arthur seemed to think about it for a moment. "A trimmed, clean, but not shaved bush would suit you, actually."

Kelly put her hand on her hip. "Oh really?"

Arthur chuckled. "It'd be vintage."

Kelly paused momentarily, not expecting Arthur to have had a good point beyond teasing her. She seemed to consider it a moment. "Maybe I'll grow it out then." She said in a testing manner.

"If you like." Arthur shrugged.

"What do you like?" Kelly asked.

"Grow it." Arthur answered. "Keep it trimmed, well-kept, and clean, but let it be a little vintage. If I don't like it, I'll shave it for you."

Kelly swallowed. "Okay." She said, a little breathless at the idea of Arthur kneeling before her, holding her as he pressed a razor to her skin. She flushed, having nothing to do with the scalding heat of the water bombarding her naked flesh. "Go get dressed." She said again, snapping out of it. "We don't have all the time in the world, and I have to do my makeup and everything."

Arthur leaned back into the shower for a moment, kissing her. She kissed him back, playfully swatting his arm after he pulled away, and left the bathroom for her room with a towel wrapped around his waist. Her bedroom door was immediately to the left of her bathroom as he stepped out of it. He closed the door behind him and started toward her door with one hand on his towel when he stopped to see Katelyn standing at the opening of the hallway, looking at him. She was still in her PJs, the pink spaghetti strap Hello Kitty crop top and pink pajama booty shorts.

"Hello again." Katelyn said cheerfully. "Are you a nudist?"

Arthur seemed surprised by the question and the cheerful attitude.

"It's just every time I see you in this apartment, you're naked." Katelyn pointed out. "Is this going to be a thing when we're living at your parents' house? Are you just always going to be walking around with your dick out?"

Arthur laughed. "No, I'm not a nudist." He assured her. "You saw me earlier and I was clothed, right? We were just-"

"Showering. Yeah." Katelyn nodded. The shower water was still running. "You want some breakfast?"

"Oh uh... Sure." Arthur said hesitantly. "Can I just-" He started heading toward Kelly's bedroom door.

"Wait." Katelyn cut him off.

Arthur paused.

"That's my towel." Katelyn informed him.

"Oh. Uh... Sorry." He said, looking down at the plain gray towel tucked tightly around his waist. "Kelly didn't say-"

"She probably had other things on her mind." Katelyn interrupted him. "But it's my towel."

"I uh-" Arthur wasn't sure what he was supposed to do or say here. Apologize? He'd said sorry, but she still seemed annoyed about something. Finally, it made sense when she held out her hand expectantly.

"I want it back." She said.

"My clothes are-" Arthur gestured toward Kelly's bedroom door.

"I know." Katelyn said. "It's no big deal." She shrugged. "I've seen you naked before, right? So it's not a big deal. And you can't possibly be shy." Katelyn added. "A man with five girlfriends? Everyone on campus knows you have a massive dick and know how to use it."

Arthur blushed a little. He was blessed in that and other ways, but his dick was only one of his many tools for pleasing his girlfriends. He wasn't usually shy, but something about this felt off. It felt wrong, and he suddenly realized he didn't want to be under Katelyn's gaze. "I..." Arthur hesitated. "This doesn't-"

Katelyn snapped to cut him off. "Give me my towel." She demanded. "Then you can go and get dressed. No harm, no foul."

"Katelyn-" Arthur started, but Katelyn cut him off again.

"Come on." Katelyn demanded. "It's not like you're exclusive, even with your girlfriends, right? Kelly can't get upset even if she walked out of that bathroom to find you bending me over the sofa and fucking me raw."

Arthur coughed and stuttered, making Katelyn smirk. Her smirk grew when she spotted Arthur's physical reaction to the unbidden mental image. He was only human, and he knew his tank was close to empty, but his dick was still eager with a mind of its own. He willed it down, or did his best, and shook his head.

"Oh, you like that idea, don't you?" Katelyn asked, stepping forward. "I haven't seen you hard." She placed her hand on the waistline of the towel.

Arthur smacked her hand away.

"I want to see you hard." Katelyn said. "Let me see what a real dick looks like. Not Sean's little prick."

"Katelyn-" Arthur protested again, but Katelyn was having none of it. She tugged on the towel. Arthur grabbed her wrist with one hand and the towel with the other, holding it onto him and keeping her from pulling against it. She tried, but he was much stronger than she was. She could no more pry his hand away with hers than she could uproot a century-old maple tree.

"Come on." Katelyn whined like a child. "Let me see. I just want to see. There's nothing wrong with that. I could even use a good fucking, if you think you can do it before Kelly gets out of the shower."

Arthur didn't like what she was suggesting or the implications of having to do it before Kelly finished in the shower as if he would hide it from her. He already felt guilty enough for not telling the others about Beth, but Selene and Mindy knew, so he assumed the others already knew, too. Even then, there was a reason for discretion. His, Beth's, and Mindy's jobs were on the line. Fucking Katelyn and trying to hide it? That would cost him more than he was willing to sacrifice. He could only imagine how angry Katerine would be.

"Let me get dressed. Then you'll get your towel." Arthur assured her.

Katelyn pouted at him. She literally pouted, her bottom lip curling out and everything. If it weren't for the situation, it would have been damned cute. After all, she had a cute face framed by her brunette hair. As it was, it struck Arthur as annoying rather than appealing, and he pushed her away from him forcefully enough to make her take a few steps back. He slipped into Kelly's room before she could recover, and he threw the towel at her from the other side of the door before he closed it.

After a few seconds, he heard her pick up the towel and walk away. Then nothing. He got dressed with the clothes from his duffel, and by the time he was dressed, Kelly had come in from the bathroom. He looked at her when she came in, and a look of worry crossed her face.

"What's wrong?" She asked.

"I..." Arthur hesitated, unsure how to tell her what had gone on outside the door. It felt wrong to him. Something about it bothered him that he couldn't quite put his finger on. He knew it was probably just that Katelyn was still upset over her breakup with her cheating ex. That she'd wanted to see him naked was weird enough. That she suggested a scenario that made her the 'other woman' to Kelly was downright bizarre. She wasn't thinking clearly.

"What's wrong?" Kelly repeated.

"Katelyn wanted to see me naked." Arthur admitted. "She met me outside the bathroom when I came out and practically demanded the towel I was wearing."

Kelly looked surprised. "Did you give it to her?"

"I slipped in here and tossed her the towel from behind the door. Kind of threw it at her to get her to leave me alone." Arthur admitted.

"So you didn't let her see you naked?" Kelly asked.

"No." Arthur shook his head.

"Why not?" Kelly asked, her own towel tucked around her like a tube dress.

"I..." He hesitated. "It didn't feel right."

"We have an open relationship, right?" Kelly asked. "If you wanted to, and Katelyn wanted to, you could... you know."

"Do you want me to?" Arthur asked, surprised. "I don't think sleeping with Katelyn is a good idea, with the freeze on the harem, and her moving in and all."

"I don't know." Kelly admitted. "I know the harem agreed not to add her yet, but if you wanted to, and she wanted to, if it was a one-time thing, and it helped her get over Sean-"

"Do you want me to sleep with Katelyn?" Arthur asked again.

"No." Kelly said quickly. "I mean. I don't know." She shook her head and sighed. "Katelyn needs to get over Sean. But I'm not sure she's ready for... you. Us. This." She gestured around at everything. "She probably doesn't know what she wants or needs right now. It's not like her at all to just... sexually assault someone in the hallway."

"She didn't assault me." Arthur said. "Well, she tried to take the towel, but-"

"She tried to take the towel?" Kelly asked. "After you told her no?" There was an edge to the question that made Arthur look at her appraisingly. Trying to take the towel by force, was apparently Kelly's line between ill-advised propositioning and assault.

Kelly was angry. She'd shifted from concerned about her roommate and confused by the situation to livid anger, and for a moment, Arthur was worried she was angry at him.

"I stopped her." Arthur assured her.

"But she tried to take it? She tried to... to force herself on you?" Kelly asked. She didn't sound as though she believed it, but she sounded angry enough that Arthur wouldn't have been surprised if she'd tried to punch someone. She knew how to punch, too. It wouldn't be painless.

"It's not a big deal." Arthur tried to de-escalate the situation. "I get it, she's upset about Sean and-"

"It's a pretty fuckin' big deal." Kelly spat.

Arthur was pretty sure he'd never heard her curse before, and his reaction made her realize she had.

"Sorry." She said quickly. "But it is. I'm going to go talk to her. You wait here."

Arthur looked surprised but nodded. Not that his reaction seemed to matter. Kelly was already out of her bedroom door and in Katelyn's bedroom by the time her door had closed. Arthur did his best not to listen, turning his attention toward his phone, but the heated conversation quickly became shouting. He couldn't make out everything they were saying, but occasionally, a word or two would be recognizable through the wall. He checked the time. Unless they left in the next five minutes, with Kelly definitely not being ready to drive anywhere within that timeframe, he would be late for work.

He messaged Beth as he started getting dressed.

Arthur: I'm going to have to call out for my shifts today. I need the time for homework and am off-campus without a way to get there in time anyway. The student worker tasks are on the shared drive, as is the schedule if you need it. I'll be available by text or email when I'm not in class, but it might take me a while to respond.

Beth: OK.

Arthur: Are you okay?

Beth: Yeah. I was thinking of taking the day off myself, honestly.

Arthur: Maybe you should. You have PO, at least.

Beth: True.

Arthur: Can you email the task list out to the student workers?

Beth: Sure.

Arthur: They can handle things for a day.

Beth: Okay.

Then he messaged Mindy.

Boss: I'm not going to be around at work today. Things with Kelly are running late, and I won't make it to campus in time.

Whore: Some girls have all the luck.

Boss: Are you going to make it in time?

Whore: Yeah. Kat already drove us back. I'm getting ready for work now.

Boss: Are you dressed?

Whore: Aren't you with Kelly right now?

Boss: She's having it out with Katelyn right now. So I'm in limbo.

Whore: Poor Master.

Boss: :rolling-eyes: Just send me some visual confirmation that you're following the new dress code.

Whore: Like a picture?

Boss: Yes.

Whore: Just for you, right?

Boss: Just for me.

Whore: Ok.

What came next was a picture of Mindy, though her head wasn't in the frame. The photo was taken from behind. She wore a pair of black thigh-high stockings with matching heels. Above it, her skirt was lifted to show off her thong-clad ass with a narrow strip of green between her ass cheeks. Let down, it might have come to just above her knee. Her blouse seemed modest at first glance, but Arthur realized the bit between the collar and the middle of her shoulder blades was transparent.

Boss: Outfit approved. Very sexy.

Mindy sent back the kissy face emoji.

There were no further messages for a while, and Arthur was dressed with nothing to do but wait and scroll through his phone. He looked up when the shouting suddenly stopped coming through the walls. Kelly returned to her room a moment later, her face slightly red. Katelyn was directly behind her, face red, eyes puffy with tears, her head down, and her gaze not lifting off the floor.

"Go on." Kelly prompted.

Katelyn sniffled and looked up briefly at Arthur. She didn't manage to hold his gaze for long, though, and looked back down at the floor as she spoke. "I'm sorry." Katelyn said.

"For?" Kelly prompted.

Katelyn sighed. "For trying to take the towel and pressuring you like I did." She admitted. "I was just playing around, and I got carried away. I didn't mean to make you mad. I'm sorry."

Arthur hesitated. The entire apology was unexpected, but it was also strange and surreal. If these weren't two grown women his age, he might have thought this was a mother making her daughter apologize for something. The way Katelyn acted and shuffled, even her tone of voice was somewhat reminiscent of a reluctant apology from a child. Arthur could remember making similar apologies to adults in his time, usually for climbing something breakable that he wasn't supposed to climb, running where he wasn't supposed to run, or breaking something his parents had to pay to fix.

Kelly sighed.

"It's okay." Arthur said.

"And don't do it again." Kelly added sharply to Katelyn.

"I won't." Katelyn nodded quickly.

"Okay." Arthur said.

"Okay?" Katelyn asked, looking at Kelly.

Kelly nodded, and Katelyn immediately left the room, slamming both Kelly's bedroom door and her own.

"I'm sorry about her." Kelly said. "She's not normally like this. She's just-"

"Going through something?" Arthur asked.

"Yeah." Kelly nodded, eyeing his clothes. "You need breakfast, right? Want me to make you some eggs?"

"I can make breakfast." Arthur offered. "It'll give me something to do while you get ready."

"It'll take me a few minutes to do my makeup and hair." Kelly admitted. "But not that long, if you have time. What time do you need to be at work?"

"I have my business leadership class at nine." Arthur admitted. "I called off work today."

"Your boss was okay with that?" Kelly asked.

"Yeah." Arthur nodded. "I need the time for homework anyway." He admitted. "I've been falling behind."

"Poor hubby." Kelly teased as she slowly undid her towel, releasing her naked body to Arthur's devouring gaze. She smirked as she watched him twitch in his slacks. "All his women are keeping him too busy and exhausted to get any work done."

"I'll just have to spank them for it." Arthur grinned.

Kelly smirked. "Is that how you deal with all your problems? A good spanking and all is forgiven?" Kelly purred as Arthur stood and walked toward her. She made a show of bending over for something in her closet, her backside to Arthur.

"It's not a bad method." Arthur admitted. "It's a win-win."

"Should I bring Katelyn back in here then?" Kelly asked. You could spank her with a wooden spoon from the kitchen until all is forgiven. She teased him as she straightened, but the twitch in his slacks was now a bulge, even with his energy mostly spent. "You like that idea." Kelly patted his trousers. "I can tell."

"Katelyn's not mine to spank." Arthur said in a dark tone. "But you are. Maybe I should spank you with a wooden spoon."

"If you wish, Sir." Kelly's eyelashes fluttered slightly. "I'll stand in for Katelyn and take her punishment."

Arthur closed his eyes and took a deep breath. "You want to do it here or in the kitchen?" He asked.

"Here." Kelly answered. "Since we're not alone. But go get the wooden spoon from the kitchen."

Arthur didn't have to be told twice. He left Kelly as she bent over her bed with her hands on the mattress to support her and her breasts swinging slightly above it. He closed the door behind him, went to the kitchen, spotted the wooden spoon sticking out of a utensil holder on the counter, grabbed it, and headed back toward the bedroom.

Kelly was waiting for him, already in position. She didn't look back at him when he came in but looked straight ahead to the curtain-covered window a pace away from the other side of her bed.

Arthur took the chair at her vanity, spun it, and sat down. "Come here." He said and pointed to the space on his right.

Kelly looked over her shoulder, momentarily confused, but she obeyed. She stood up and stepped over to him gracefully. Then she stood with her legs together, head bowed, and her hands clasped in front of her, forming a V with her arms that framed her d-cup breasts.

"You let that silly friend of yours disrespect me." Arthur said. "For that, I'm going to take you over my knee and discipline you until I feel you have absolved yourself."

"Yes, Sir." Kelly said with a genuine tone of understanding and acceptance. She enjoyed getting spanked and wanted it again after Arthur spanked her last week. She hadn't examined it too closely, but it was hot, and how he was doing it now made her cheeks burn before he touched them. She took a deep breath and swallowed.

"I want you to bend over my lap." Arthur instructed. "Keep your hands on the floor for balance on my left. Your toes on the floor on my right."

Kelly moved to obey, laying herself across Arthur's lap with his legs slightly spread to support her torso. Her breasts squished into his thigh, and she felt the space between her legs heat as she parted them slightly. "Like this?" Kelly asked as she felt his length press against her naked, toned stomach from the other side of his thin slacks.

"Just like that." Arthur encouraged her as he reached over her, placed a hand on her far hip, and pulled her closer to him with his right hand. His left hand brought the wooden spoon in front of her face. "Hold this between your teeth." He instructed. "I'm going to start with my hand."

Kelly nodded, then opened her mouth. Arthur placed the long, thin handle of the wooden spoon across her mouth, and she bit down as though holding the stem of a rose gently between her teeth. She gave a slight noise of eager anticipation when Arthur's warm hand gently pressed into her butt cheek, massaging and rubbing it and then the other before he started.

There was no warning except for the absence of his hand and then the strike that clapped through the room as she closed her eyes and bit down on her makeshift bit. One, two, three, four; Arthur spanked her by alternating cheeks with each strike, not overly hard but firm with a quick withdrawal that added a dull sting as an aftertaste to each impact. He was warming her up until both cheeks showed a healthy glow, like a warm face on a cold day.

Kelly was enjoying every blow, biting down on the spoon. Eventually, she made little noises with each spank, especially when she felt Arthur's positive reaction to the first.

Outside, Katelyn emerged from her room, tears still in the corners of her eyes. She thought they'd be out having breakfast by now, and she wanted to verify they were done in the bathroom before she took it over. She stopped in the hallway when she heard the noises. A tiny muffled mew of pleasure from Kelly and a sound like a clap from the other side of the door.

"I'll take that now." Arthur's voice broke the rhythm as he reached over and took hold of the wooden spoon. Kelly opened her mouth to release it, and Arthur moved it to his right hand, using his left to hold Kelly's opposite hip and hold her in place. "Ready?" Arthur asked.

"Yes, Sir." Kelly said with an edge of pleading in her voice. "Do you want me to count?"

"Yes." Arthur said sternly. "And I want you to apologize with each strike."

In the hallway, Katelyn's eyes flicked to the closed door. She found herself pressing her ear against it to listen. She could see nothing, and at first, she thought they were just fucking, but now the different sounds made a specific sort of sense. She could imagine Arthur holding a paddle over Kelly's backside. She never knew Kelly was kinky like that, but then again, she wouldn't have pegged her for being bi or poly, either. Her roommate was full of surprises over the years.

"One." Kelly's muffled voice came through the door just after a cracking sound of the smooth backside of the wooden spoon slapping against Kelly's ass. "I'm sorry, Sir."

"Two." The noise repeated slightly differently than before as if a different place had been struck. "I'll never let it happen again."

Let what happen again? Katelyn wondered. What was going on in there? Kelly sounded like she was enjoying it before, but now she was apologizing? Was Arthur hitting her? And what with? Katelyn's imagination ran away with her as she listened to the next couple of spanks, counts, and apologies.

"Fifteen." Kelly counted. "I promise I won't leave her alone with you again."

Katelyn looked up. Were they talking about her?

"Sixteen." Kelly continued. "I'm sorry, Sir."

The count went up to twenty before Katelyn heard Arthur's voice.

"I think that's enough." He said finally. "Have you learned your lesson?"

"Please, just a few more, Sir?" Kelly asked. "I want to make sure it's enough to remind me every time I sit down."

Katelyn listened as Arthur obliged and delivered ten more spankings, though they sounded slightly different. She couldn't have known that Arthur had spun the spoon around and caned Kelly's backside with the wooden dowel-like handle for the last ten. They were lighter than the other spans but still left noticeable strips of red across an already reddened bottom. Kelly was crying softly by the end, and Katelyn listened as the noises stopped.

There were a few minutes of silence interrupted by shuffling and a soft groan as Arthur rubbed some soothing lotion from Kelly's collection onto her backside to ease the sting. Then, after wiping his hands, Arthur hugged Kelly, letting her cry until she came down from her headspace high. She curled up in his lap and hugged him with her arms around his neck.

"Good girl." Arthur said soothingly. "You were a very good girl."

Kelly smiled and kissed him. "I'll make sure she behaves better when we're all under the same roof."

Arthur smirked, knowing that was the excuse Kelly had worked up to get her spanking. "I'm not mad." He kissed her, and she kissed him back. It was a slow, gentle kiss shared between two lovers.

"I need to get ready." Kelly said with regret. "But I want to make you breakfast."

"I'll fry some eggs while you get ready." Arthur said as he watched Kelly step gingerly toward her closet.

"Ok." Kelly said, disappointed. "But first, which do you prefer?" She asked as she held up two dresses. She held a purple wrap dress with a low v-neckline and a flared skirt on one hook and a long gray maxi dress with an empire waist, sweetheart neckline, and a straight skirt on the other.

"The purple." Arthur answered. "You should wear something bright and colorful."

Kelly smiled, kissed him, returned the gray dress, and laid the purple one on her bed. "Okay. Go make breakfast, Mister."

Arthur nodded and headed out of the bedroom. He took one last look over his shoulder as Kelly slid on a pair of lavender satin panties that almost matched her dress. She smiled at him and blew him a kiss. He stepped out and headed toward the kitchen but stopped at the end of the hallway when he spotted Katelyn in the kitchen, looking hurried and bothered.

She still looked like she'd been crying and was still wearing her pajamas as she quickly pulled the eggs from the fridge.

Arthur wasn't sure how to proceed, so he ventured a "Hey" from the opening where their dining area opened to their kitchen.

"Hey." Katelyn answered. "I'm making breakfast." She looked up at him, looking back at her in his dark purple collared shirt tightly tucked into his black slacks. His dark hair was tousled dry and finger combed, and she blushed when she looked at him and immediately looked away. "How do you like your eggs?"

"Hard or scrambled is fine." Arthur answered. "I came out here to make eggs while Kelly gets ready."

"Yeah." Katelyn nodded. "But it's the least I could do." She said quickly to cover up the fact that she already knew his plans in the kitchen since she'd been listening at the door and only dashed away a moment before he opened it.

"Well... thanks." Arthur said awkwardly. "Is there anything I can do to help?" He asked.

"No, I-" She paused as she noticed something strange in the utensil jar when she took out the spatula. The wooden spoon was missing. Suddenly, the sounds made a lot more sense, and she blushed furiously as she turned away from Arthur and refused to look at him while she sprayed the pan and turned on the stove. "I've got it. Thanks."

"Okay, then." Arthur nodded and headed back to the bedroom to check in on Kelly, who was sitting at her little makeup vanity, with its lights on, doing her makeup and checking her face in the mirror. She was clad in a matching bra and panties that Arthur admired from the doorway.

"The kitchen's that way, Mister." Kelly said, looking up at his reflection in the mirror.

"I know." Arthur said. "Katelyn's making us eggs." He said. "So I came back in here."

"That's nice of her." Kelly offered as she gingerly shifted her weight. "She doesn't usually cook. She must feel really guilty about what she did."

Arthur nodded. "Yeah, probably." He smirked as he came up behind Kelly and sat on her bed.

"You can talk to her, you know. She's not going to try and undress you again." Kelly said. "And it'd be good for things to not be awkward between you two moving forward."

"You want me to talk to her?" Arthur asked.

"Yes. Just... be gentle. She's really been upset about Sean, and our whole Poly thing threw her for a loop. She's been... acting irrationally."

"Now, you warn me." Arthur chuckled as he stood up. "You want some water or something while I'm out there?"

"Yeah. If you could grab my Nalgene?" Kelly asked, having left it in the dining room after their workout.

"Sure thing." Arthur nodded and headed bravely back into the other room. He didn't approach the kitchen initially but fetched Kelly's water bottle and returned it to her. He spared a glance at Katelyn. She was engrossed in whatever pattern she saw in the eggs on the stove, not looking away.

When he returned, he moved the dining room table and chairs back since he and Kelly had pushed them aside for cardio. Then he sat down.

"So uh..." Arthur started to talk, and Katelyn jumped. She hadn't realized he was there. "Sorry."

"It's okay." Katelyn said again. "I should be the one apologizing to you. I'm sorry about earlier." She said again.

"It's ok. We're cool." Arthur assured her.

"You're not mad?" Katelyn asked.

"I'm not mad." Arthur confirmed. "I was just surprised, and the whole situation felt... weird."

"Sorry." Katelyn apologized, not knowing what else to say.

"It's okay." Arthur said again. "Next time, maybe, just ask. Don't demand or try to force it. If it had been teasing or my choice, I might have given you a show." It wasn't like he hadn't stripped before.

"Really?" Katelyn asked. "What about Kelly?"

"She probably would have thought it was funny. She thought it was funny until I mentioned you trying to take the towel by force." He explained. "We have an open relationship, so-"

"So you can do who you want?" Katelyn asked, her voice slightly edged with a tone Arthur didn't recognize from her.

"And she can do what she wants." Arthur said.

"She doesn't date, you know." Katelyn said back. "There was a girl she was talking to last Spring, but it didn't work out, and they never did anything. Then there's you. She's never dated or even hooked up with anyone else since we've been rooming."

Arthur was curious about who the girl was, but he didn't ask. It probably wasn't significant or any of his business. "She mentioned she hasn't been impressed with hookup culture."

"So why is she hooking up with you?" Katelyn asked. "What makes you so special that five different women want to be your girlfriend at the same time?"

"I've been told I'm handsome." Arthur shrugged. "And hot." He added. "But really, you'd have to ask them. Talk to Kelly or Selene. They'd have more answers for you."

Katelyn seemed to take that at face value, pondering how to broach the subject with Kelly, Selene, or Katerine.

"From what most of them have told me, they're curious, they wanted to try something unconventional, they trust me, they know I will take care of them, and they know I'll do what I can to help them live out whatever fantasies they enjoy." Arthur explained.

"Like what?" Katelyn asked.

"You'd have to ask them." Arthur answered. "Their fantasies are theirs to talk about."

"So that's what you bring to the table? You play the part of whatever guy is in their fantasy?" Katelyn asked. "Like if Kelly wanted you to pretend to be a fireman or something, you'd do it?"

"Absolutely." Arthur nodded. "I even have a fireman costume." He joked. "But that's a long story."

"Hmm." Was all Katelyn could think to say. "I guess that makes sense." She said after a minute. "Finding a guy to make your bedroom fantasies come true would be a pretty big deal."

"I try my best." Arthur assured her. "I'm not perfect or anything, and I don't know if any of them would say I was, but I try to give them what they want when I can, so long as it's safe, sane, consensual, and not one of my personal limits or dealbreakers." Though, even then, he had to admit that he'd let Selene push those boundaries more than once. She liked consensual non-consent, and non-consent wasn't his thing, but he enjoyed pleasing her almost as much as she enjoyed pleasing him.

"Eggs are almost done." Katelyn announced flatly. "Might want to go get Kelly and let her know."

"Sure thing." Arthur said, and he was gone before Katelyn looked up to get the plates out of the cabinet.

Breakfast between the three of them was quiet but comfortable. Or at least it was less awkward than Arthur thought it would be. There wasn't much for them to talk about other than their plans for the day, which were the usual Thursday plans: class, homework, and work, in varying degrees. Then Arthur and Kelly said their farewells, and Kelly drove them both to campus while Katelyn got her shower and got ready for the day.

There wasn't time to return for Arthur's car, so Arthur figured he'd have to work something out to get a lift after his class. Maybe Selene or Kat would be on campus and willing to give him a ride.

They left Kelly's apartment before Katelyn was out of the shower. Kelly looked absolutely stunning in her purple dress, though it was a few shades brighter than Arthur's purple shirt. They didn't match, but people could be forgiven for thinking they'd coordinated.

They said their goodbyes on the campus walk, and Kelly headed off to her class after dropping Arthur off at his.

Business Leadership III was the slowest way to spend his time. The professor was one of those old men who talked as slow as he walked and must have thought inflection was a dirty word. Arthur almost wished he had some of the lectures recorded for those nights he had trouble falling asleep. Not that he'd had any of those recently.

After class, he set up camp in the library. The university library was a multi-floored building with tables stacked in rows and columns throughout its central aisle, with bookshelves on the side. Hidden slightly behind the shelves on the outermost aisle were workstation desks where you could do your homework with a modicum of privacy. Arthur set up camp on one of those and texted the House Chat about his ride tonight.

Master: Hey, so I'm on campus, but my car is back at the apartment. I have a night class tonight, but would any of you be around to give me a lift, or should I get an Uber?

Slut: I got you.

Master: Thanks.

Slut: Of course, Master. See you tonight.

Queenie: Looks like Slut gets some more one-on-one time for being the fastest texter.

Whore: Lol. I'm working a delivery shift for my parents tonight, so have fun!

Slut: Oh, we will!

And the chat went quiet for a while. Arthur focused on his homework, breaking only when he had to attend his next class. He managed to get a sizable chunk done with his distractions removed until the lunch hour approached, and Kat came up beside his desk.

"Found you." Kat said softly. She wore a pink cardigan with a deep V-neck that would have been indecent if she hadn't worn a white button-up blouse under it. He had fun imagining her without the blouse, though. The gray slacks she wore looked comfortable, though they were a bit long, which she made up for with heels that raised her height by roughly two inches. She looked a little nervous, and was constantly glancing around them both. Arthur couldn't blame her for being a little worried about observers after his neighbors mistreated her.

"Was I supposed to be hiding?" Arthur asked with a smirk. "You look nice." He curled a finger, beckoning her closer.

Kat leaned in and was surprised when Arthur kissed her, but she accepted the kiss and smiled when she pulled away. "I saw you come in earlier from my job at the tutoring center." She explained. "I was wondering if... maybe you wanted to get lunch?"

"Sure thing." Arthur said with a nod. "Give me a second to pack up."

Kat nodded and stepped aside as Arthur loaded his bookbag and cleared off the workspace he'd been using. When he was finished, he threw his bag over his shoulder and offered Kat his other hand. She reached up and took it, walking with him hand in hand as they made their way to the cafeteria.

"I half expected you to be mad at me after last night." Arthur confessed as they walked.

"I'm not mad at you." Kat said softly. "Your neighbors are on my shit list, though."

Arthur chuckled softly.

"You know, I haven't gotten my next lesson plan from you yet." Kat reminded him.

"I know." Arthur nodded. "I've been a bit busy, and the last one didn't quite click how I wanted it to, but I'll have one for you soon."

Kat nodded. "Was that my fault? That it didn't click? And do we schedule our time together with you now or with Mindy?"

Arthur thought about it and then shrugged. "Either, I suppose. Though I guess the scheduling is on me too." He sighed. "This whole five-girlfriends thing is a lot of work."

"Poor baby." Kat said dryly. "But at least this way, we all get what we wanted."

"Oh?" Arthur asked. "That makes it sound like you wanted me."

Kat rolled her eyes. "You really are a clueless idiot sometimes, you know?"

Arthur furrowed his brows. "What did I do now?"

"I had the biggest crush on you in my way, and so did Selene, but we missed our shots because you were with Lori. Not that I would have made the first move back then anyway. You were supposed to do that. Then you were single again, and I missed my shot because you were closer to Selene, actually friends with her, probably more than friends, I suspected, and I was right." Kat explained. "That was what made me finally get my shit together and practically throw myself at you. So yeah, I wanted you. Why do you think I agreed to all of this in the first place?"

Arthur was silent for a moment. "But we didn't even know each other." He looked down at her beside him as they walked. "I only knew you as Selene's sister."

Kat sighed. "So? I thought you were cute." She was in trouble, and she knew it. Not with Arthur, but with how she felt versus the expectations she laid out for herself before this all started. Arthur was supposed to be a fun experiment, a casual fuck who was obviously more in love with her sister than any feelings he might develop for Kat. Yet, looking up at him, she realized she hadn't stuck to her resolutions. She felt something for him now, something that made her stomach flutter when his gaze met hers.

Arthur was quiet for a moment. "You're pretty cute yourself." He squeezed her hand in his, and she squeezed back, which brought them to the cafeteria.

At the lunch table, they were almost immediately joined by Selene, who sat on the other side of Arthur from Kat. Rani and Kelly showed up a few minutes later. Mindy was already sitting with her suitemates, but she came over toward the end of the meal.

Shortly after Mindy arrived, so did someone else, a stranger Arthur had never met.

A young woman with dark hair and eyes smiled slightly as she approached the table. She had no tray, no bookbag, and had clearly been sitting somewhere else until a few seconds ago. However, no one seemed to be looking at her from the other tables. She, however, was looking straight at Arthur with a nervous smile but a predatory gleam in her eye that made almost everyone at the table uncomfortable.

Kat felt a flare of jealousy in her veins. Was this just another girl who would want to try and sleep with her Sir?

"Hey." She said in a chipper voice with a friendly little wave. "My name's Jen, and I work for the school paper. You're Arthur, right?"

Arthur looked at the others for help but nodded. "Yeah. Can I... help you?"

"I was wondering if you, and, well, all of you, would be willing to give me an interview. I want to do an article on ethical polyamory, and your little group is the hottest gossip on campus right now." Jen explained.

"Oh. Uh..." Arthur looked at the others. Kelly kept her eyes on her plate, Selene looked skeptical, Mindy looked scared, Rani appeared nonplussed, and Kat was frowning. All in all, he figured that should be a no, right? "I don't think so. We're not really interested in discussing our private lives with the entire school."

Jen shrugged. "The entire school is discussing your private lives anyway." She said. "This would give you a chance to tell the true story and share your own side of it." She explained. "Just think about it, okay?" She handed Arthur a napkin with something scribbled on it. "My contact info, in case you change your mind."

Arthur took the paper from her without a thank you, and she was gone. They all sat in silence until Arthur broke it.

"Thoughts?" He asked the group.

"Absolutely not." Kat shook her head. "Our business is our business."

Rani shrugged. "I wouldn't mind setting a few things straight so people stop asking me about it or staring at me like I have a freakin' horn growing out of my forehead."

"I think I'm with Kat on this one." Mindy piped up. "An article on the school website is way too public, and if my parents ever find out about all of this, I'm dead."

"I... don't want the publicity." Kelly admitted. "I'm with Kat too."

Selene shrugged. "Three to two then, unless Master has something to say?"

Arthur looked surprised. "You're for giving an interview?"

Selene nodded. "I wouldn't mind being able to set the record straight and get people to stop coming up to me after class." She said. "They've been nice about it, but I'm getting tired of educating everyone one at a time."

"Hm..." Arthur seemed to think about it, but his gut instinct was to side with the majority. Their business didn't need to be thrown up on the school website or elsewhere for the whole school to see. There was plenty of actual news happening. He was surprised they didn't want to talk to Rani about her altercation with Sanjay on Monday but had instead approached the entire group. "I think we'll pass on this for now." He said finally. "Like Kat said, our business is our business."

Kat beamed at him, and the others nodded.

After lunch, it was back to class and homework for Arthur. He parted ways with Rani and Mindy on the walkway. Kelly headed to her own class shortly after, as did Selene. Kat surprised him by walking him to his classroom door before saying goodbye, though she shied away from kissing him farewell when she noticed the eyes around them watching them. Arthur understood and squeezed her hand affectionately before they parted. Then he set about surviving the lecture for his Management class with its surprise quiz on the reading he still needed to do.

After class and that quiz, Arthur was adequately motivated to return to his academics. He set up camp in the library again, in the same spot, and was prepared to study until dinner. He even went so far as to mute his phone. He was not surprised to sense a presence beside him before he looked up shortly after the dinner hour struck, but he was surprised to see it was Rani and not Kat.

"Are you skipping dinner tonight?" Rani asked softly, given their current surroundings. "I thought you were all about nutrition and whatnot."

Arthur smirked. "I was just going to grab something quick from the Cafe, a wrap, maybe."

"Ah." Rani acknowledged his answer with an even tone. "Well fuck that, how about having dinner with me in the cafe instead? Just the two of us?"

"Oh." Arthur straightened. Rani's tone didn't suggest that anything was wrong, necessarily, but Rani wanting to eat alone with him was a new experience. "Sure." He said quickly. "I'll just pack up."

Rani shifted her weight and waited for him as he packed up his things.

"Is everything okay?" Arthur asked, slightly nervous.

Rani raised an eyebrow at him and smirked, almost enjoying the vulnerable uncertainty he never displayed while they were playing. With a leash in his hand and a collar on her throat, he always seemed either confident or thoughtful. Right now, he almost seemed human.

"Everything's fine." She said after making him wait an intolerable number of seconds. "I just want to have a quick dinner with my boyfriend and set him straight on a few things."

"Okay..." Arthur said hesitantly. "That still makes it sound like I'm in trouble."

Rani raised an eyebrow and said her following sentence in an even quieter voice than before. "You're not in trouble, my King. I'm trying to help you." She smiled slightly. "One of the things I like about you is that you're not afraid to have very frank, straightforward conversations about sex and relationships. Or is that just when Mindy is around?"

"No, it applies generally, not just to Mindy." Arthur assured her as he finished packing.

"Good." Rani nodded. "Then let's sit somewhere in the cafe where we can have a frank discussion."

"About sex and relationships?" Arthur asked as he slung his bag over his shoulder.

"Exactly." Rani smiled at him.

Arthur offered her his arm as they walked, a habit he was falling into thanks to Mindy, and Rani cupped her hand in the crook of his elbow, holding onto his bicep as they walked.

"Are you dissatisfied about something?" Arthur asked as they left the library behind.

"No. Not exactly." Rani shook her head. "More like I have a favor to ask."

"Oh?" Arthur raised his eyebrows this time. "What favor?"

"I want to fuck you." Rani said matter-of-factly.

Arthur looked around them. There were a few people out and about given the time of day, but if any were close enough to hear what Rani said, they didn't process or react to it in favor of their own conversations, music, or worlds they carried with them as they went about their lives. No one paid any mind to the statement.

"Here and now?" Arthur asked. "We might get expelled, but okay, bend over."

He was joking, of course, but Rani had the sense of humor where she was more than willing to call his bluff and started to obey. He slapped her on the back of her thighs and pushed her forward, so she had to take a step rather than stop and bend over. That got them a few looks, but not near so many as they might have had.

Rani's laugh was a derisive chortle. "Your wish is my command, my King." She said sarcastically. "Don't start something you're not prepared to finish."

"The same could be said to you." Arthur chuckled and shook his head as he pulled her along, her hand still in the crook of his elbow. "What did you mean then?"

"I meant at some point, probably Sunday, after our date, but also, I meant alone. Just you and me. No Mindy, none of the other girls. Just you, me, my dorm room, and a pillow I can bite." Rani answered.

"Your roommate won't mind?" Arthur asked.

"She practically lives with her new boyfriend." Rani said decisively. "She won't be there." She'd clearly thought of answers to any preliminary objections.

"Okay then." Arthur agreed. "Just you and me on Sunday."

"Good." Rani nodded. "And we don't need to do the whole date thing unless you want to. We can just fuck."

"And if I want to?" Arthur asked.

Rani shrugged. "I'll allow it, but time spent eating is time not spent fucking, so it might as well be time wasted."

Arthur chuckled.

"Besides, the later we fuck, the later you get home." Rani pointed out.

"Oh?" Arthur asked. "You wouldn't want me to spend the night?"

Rani shook her head. "Not really." She shrugged. "It's a dorm room. You'd just have to get up even earlier than usual to go home, or you'd have to go home first, pack an overnight bag, yadda yadda." She shrugged. "Just come up, we can fuck, and you can go home."

"Okay." Arthur agreed.

"So..." Arthur said hesitantly as he braced himself. "What did you want to talk about?"

"Mostly, how you treat your women." Rani said firmly.

"Excuse me?" Arthur asked.

"You're soft-hearted for a Dom." Rani explained. "You need to be more stern and forceful, not in the bedroom. You're fine when you're play acting, but in stuff like this. Like at the meeting last night. You need to be more declarative. More decisive. You're the coach, remember? What you say goes. Especially with Selene and Kat."

Arthur was quiet for a moment. They had reached the line for the cafe now, and it wasn't the time to have this conversation, so he waited until they were at a corner table and out of earshot.

His first instinct was to argue, to defend himself. He thought everything was going well, but he was curious about what Rani had to say. The girls had their Harem chat without him, after all. She might have insights into the other women that Arthur didn't. Kat might have explicitly told her some complaint or another, though he wasn't sure that Kat and Rani were the closest in the Harem, given Kat's initial dislike of her.

"You were saying?" Arthur prompted.

"You need to be more aggressive." Rani said. "If you want something, take it or demand it; don't wait until we're in the bedroom."

Arthur raised an eyebrow but swallowed down his initial argumentativeness and thought about it. "I can agree to be that way with you if that's what you want. And you're likely right about Selene and maybe Mindy. I don't think Kelly or Kat would appreciate that from me, though."

"Kat absolutely would." Rani argued.

"That's not-." Arthur hesitated, rephrasing his point to sound less argumentative. "That's not what Kat and I have worked out." He explained. "She's my submissive, but only when her collar is on or when she otherwise tells me that it's time. She doesn't want it to be a twenty-four-seven thing."

Rani seemed to think about it for a moment. "Well, I think you could still give it a try." Rani said. "I think there's a difference between what Kat says and what she really wants, but her telling you what she wants undermines your ability to give her what she wants because she wants you to give her what she wants without her having to tell you what she wants."

"What?" Arthur asked, confused.

Rani sighed. "She wants you to be more forceful with her, but she can't tell you that because she wants you to be forceful with her without her telling you to be. Right? She wants you to want her, but if you're only doing it because she told you to, it's not the same as doing it because you want to."

"Okay..." Arthur said hesitantly. "I think I understand."

Rani looked at him quizzically. "I hope so." She sighed and went back to eating her meal. "You are the luckiest, hottest, son of a bitch on this campus." She almost laughed to herself.

Arthur smiled at her and blushed a little. "I know." He laughed. "But is that what you want? For me to be more... dominant in our relationship outside of the bedroom?"

Rani seemed to think about it for a moment. "I want you to be more... possessive. More aggressive. More... yeah, dominant." She nodded.

"I can do that." Arthur nodded. "And if you ever want to re-adjust our dynamic, let me know, or use your safewords."

Rani nodded and gave him a small smile.

The two of them ate in companionable silence for a few minutes. Eventually, though, Arthur noticed that the food was waning, and the time for night classes was approaching.

"I did have a specific favor to ask." Rani said, breaking the silence. It had been a surprisingly comfortable silence, washed out with the ambiance from the cafe. Arthur returned his attention to her with his subtle smile and nodded.

"I have a project coming up for my midterm grade in my photography elective." Rani explained. "And I was wondering if... would you be willing to pose for me? Nude?"

Arthur thought about it for a moment. "These pictures would be... public?"

"Yes." Rani answered. "You'd have to sign a release. But they'd be tasteful." She assured him. "I was also thinking of asking Mindy or maybe Selene. I had an idea about doing a project about the feminine and the masculine, maybe contrasting traditionalism and modernism?"

Arthur thought about it for a moment. "You should ask Kelly."

"Kelly?" Rani asked. "You think she'd be willing?"

"I think so. It couldn't hurt to ask." Arthur shrugged. "But sure. I'll do it. Might as well add nude modeling to my stripping and marketing resume."

Rani smirked. "Thank you, Master." She cooed.

Arthur sighed and checked his watch. "Well, we don't have time to take care of that now."

"Sunday." Rani assured him. "I'll make it up to you on Sunday."

Arthur smirked. "I've half a mind to pull you into the nearest stairwell and make us both late for class."

"Hot." Rani stated. "And I know I just told you to be more dominant, and I don't want to immediately contradict myself, but I really need to be on time for class, and my education is more important than your blue balls." She blew him a kiss as she stood up. "See you around?"

Arthur chuckled. "You are a walking contradiction, with everything based on your moods." He pointed out. "I'll make you make it up to me on Sunday. See you around."

Business Leadership Ethics never felt boring. The professor was younger, and he placed significant emphasis on class participation, which he always set up as a discussion. The Socratic method was his preferred method, and Arthur always enjoyed watching his eyes light up when the students took up the debate with one another about philosophical ethics applied to corporate culture, finance, and the workforce. Class always seemed to go quickly, and it was over before Arthur even knew it.

Still, by the time class was finished, he was tired. He knew Selene was waiting to drive him home, but he hoped she would be okay if they didn't play tonight. He was exhausted, and he just wanted to go home, sleep, and not think about having to wake up before dawn tomorrow morning to get his workout done.

Selene was waiting for him in the parking lot after class let out, but to his surprise, she wasn't alone. Kat was there too, leaning against her car in what appeared to be a baggy t-shirt and short stretchy shorts. Her intramural volleyball outfit. She looked good, though Arthur wished he could get a decent look at her butt in those shorts.

Selene stepped up to Arthur and gave him a kiss. "Ready to go?" She asked.

Arthur nodded. "Ready when you are." He said to Kat as well. Selene opened the back seat door for him, and he had an inkling of what she had in mind as she closed the door behind him. Kat started the car, glancing back in the rearview at him as Selene opened the passenger-side back seat door and climbed in, sitting next to Arthur.

"Did you win your game?" Arthur asked Kat. "Sorry I missed it."

"You had class." Kat shrugged. "It went okay, but we lost in the last quarter." She explained.

"It was a good game though." Selene piped up. "You played very well. The whole team did."

"Thanks." Kat smirked.

"Maybe next game we can make it a group event, get everyone to go and cheer you on." Arthur suggested.

Kat shrugged. "There's only a few left, but sure."

Selene smiled at Arthur. "Master..." She said as Kat pulled out of the parking lot. "May I suck your cock?"

Arthur laughed and made a show of thinking it over for a minute. "No." He finally answered.

Selene looked shocked. Playful, but shocked.

"I'm going to make you watch while Kat sucks it once she parks the car." Arthur explained darkly. "She's going to do it right here. Then you two are going back to your apartment, and I'm going up to mine. If you're good the entire time, I may let you masturbate to an orgasm tonight. But if you're naughty, you'll have to wait until tomorrow morning at the earliest."

Selene was breathing heavily.

"Who said I wanted to suck your cock?" Kat asked from the front seat with a skeptical look.

"I want you to." Arthur said. "Your Sir wants you to." He added. "And I think you want to, too."

Kat didn't answer immediately but did her best to keep her eyes on the road. "Maybe I do, and maybe I don't." She shrugged. "You can't make me. I don't have my collar on."

"Oh, I can make you, and I will if I have to." Arthur informed her.

Kat glanced up at the rearview mirror. Arthur could tell by the blush in her cheeks she was eager, and she knew the safeword if she wanted to use it, but he also knew she wouldn't. She wanted the struggle; she wanted to be a brat, and Selene was simply watching the two of them with a heated intensity that suggested she was thrilled at the idea of being made to watch, unable to participate.

"We'll see." Kat said defiantly. "What's in it for me? Do I get an orgasm tonight?"

"If you make me cum before your jaw gets tired, you get to cum tonight. If you fail that, you'll have to wait until Saturday." Arthur shrugged.

"And if I get myself off tonight anyway?" Kat asked cooly. "I don't have to follow your rules when we're not playing, right?"

"If you do, Selene will tell me, and I'll give you such a spanking you won't be able to sit for a week. A proper caning, or maybe I'll use that leather strap I bought for Selene." Arthur informed her.

Selene gave an involuntary groan of anticipation. The very idea of watching Arthur beat Kat's backside red with the forked leather strap made Selene rub her legs together. She closed her eyes and breathed deeply, trying to calm herself, but it only made her imagination more vivid, and the heat in her body increased.

"She wouldn't narc on me." Kat said defiantly.

"I think she would." Arthur corrected her, leaned over toward Selene, and took hold of her chin in his hand. "Wouldn't you, Slut? Would you tell me everything your sister did to defy me and help me discipline her for her disobedience?"

"Absolutely, Master." Selene admitted readily. "I would even hold her down for you."

"Mmm." Arthur sat back and thought about it. "I rather like the idea of that." He said after a second. "I'm almost hopeful you'll disobey."

Kat stuck her tongue out at him in the mirror but made no further comment. Arthur was hard and stiff, and he made no protest as Selene reached over and started gently rubbing him through his trousers. By the time they pulled into the parking lot and parked, Arthur was nearly about to blow just from the over-the-pants handjob, but he held it back.

Kat turned off the car and flipped off the interior light that came on when she did so but made no move to get out of the vehicle. Nor did she turn toward Arthur or move other than to sit there. Her eyes, however, made sure to scan everywhere she could to make sure no one could see them.

"Come here." Arthur said sternly.

"No." Kat shook her head.

"Force your body between the driver and passenger seat and bend toward me." Arthur instructed.

"Make me." Kat said defiantly.

Arthur followed her instructions. He leaned forward, wrapped his arm around her, grabbed her door-side arm, and pulled her. In one motion, he twisted her around and forced her body between the seats. Then he pulled her toward him until her hips were stuck between the two front seats. She might have squealed, but she kept her mouth clamped shut and muffled herself for fear someone might overhear them. Her body wedged in place, he pulled her shirt up and off, leaving her in a sports bra and her shorts. Then, he used the t-shirt to bind her hands behind her. He grabbed the back of her head with his left fist and unzipped himself with his right hand, letting his length smack her in the face.

Kat twisted this way and that, struggling against her capture by the seats and pulling on the tight rope of her baggy t-shirt, but she couldn't free herself. She could only gasp and close her eyes as his cock, taller than her face in this position, smacked against her smooth skin.

Selene watched from her seat, enraptured.

"Slut, keep your hands where I can see them." Arthur instructed. "Squeeze your tits with them."

Selene obeyed, groping herself over her clothes as Arthur watched her small pert breasts move beneath the fabric. It was enough to tease and pleasure but nowhere near enough to make her cum, and Arthur knew that. Arthur watched and pressed the tip of his cock against Kat's firmly closed lips. She shook her head slightly, but Arthur pinched her nose until she opened her mouth, and she took him into her mouth and started sucking.

"That's it." Arthur said reassuringly to Kat. "Good girl."

Kat kept going, bobbing down deeper onto his cock every time, as far as the restraints on her body would allow. Arthur's hand on her head still let her control the pace, but she didn't know how long that would last. She suspected he might start fucking her face, and in truth, she was hoping for it. She wanted him to lead, and she was more than willing to follow, but he had to lead first.

Selene, likewise, was enjoying herself. The ban on her involvement and direct pleasure was disappointing, but the amount of authority Arthur exercised in ordering it was hot as hell. Whatever had gotten into him, she approved. So did Kat, if her moaning as she bobbed up and down on the first half of his cock was anything to go by.

Arthur leaned back against the seats and gestured for Selene to come forward. "Your sister can only reach so far." Arthur told her. "Why don't you pump the base of my cock for her since her hands are tied."

Selene reached forward immediately, eager to get involved. Still, she was careful to move in rhythm with Kat so she didn't accidentally smack her sister in the face as Kat was coming down and Selene's hand was coming up.

They both looked up at Arthur, who looked down at them with calm authority.

"That's it." He took a deep breath. "I'm getting close."

"Do it." Selene whispered. "Make her swallow it all."

Arthur debated on whether it was crueler to cum in Kat's mouth and deny Selene or to deny Kat and give Selene what he knew she wanted. Then again, he knew Selene would be happy either way, so long as he and Kat were happy.

"Please, Master?" Selene egged him on. "Cum in your brat's mouth."

Arthur tensed, and Kat did her best to prepare. It wasn't enough. Try as she might to swallow it all down, she wasn't fast enough, and some of it escaped to dribble down, mixed with some drool, to coat Selene's hand.

Selene licked her hand like it was an ice cream cone and went back for more. She cuddled into Arthur's side and hugged him. "That was super hot." Selene smiled. "May we come up tonight?" She asked.

Arthur took a deep breath and hugged Selene back. He then reached over, untied Kat and gestured for her to join them in the back seat. It wasn't the most comfortable cuddle session, but it helped them come down from the high they were riding. The three of them lay there, with the girls each taking a pec for the pillow and Arthur quietly rubbing Kat's wrists as the silence fell over them like a blanket.

"Not tonight." Arthur answered finally.

Selene pouted, which was expected. What he didn't expect was Kat's pout. They were both looking up at him and pouting at him in disappointment. It was almost enough to make him cave.

"Poor Master. Too tired to drive us into that mattress of yours?" Kat asked coyly.

"Yes." Arthur chuckled. "I need to recharge, save my strength."

"What about in the morning?" Selene asked. "Or, what if I've been bad and need you to punish me?"

Arthur smirked slightly, knowing what they were doing and appreciating it but honestly wanting to stick to his guns. "You've both been outstanding tonight." He kissed Selene on the forehead and then kissed Kat the same way. "You've each earned one orgasm. Go to bed, watch some porn, and get yourselves off. Link me to what got you off, and we'll see if we can't do it better ourselves next time." He stroked their backs as he talked, his arms hugging them close despite the uncomfortable position in the backseat that wasn't nearly large enough to accommodate them. Even now, Kat was still half in the front seat.

"Can we use toys?" Kat asked quietly.

"Yes." Arthur nodded.

Selene was still frowning. Sure, she was happy with being told to masturbate for her master, but she preferred him to be there when she did it, watching her, or better yet, doing it for her while she was tied down to something unable to touch herself.

"Be a good girl tonight." Arthur assured Selene. "I'll make it up to you on Saturday."

Kat scoffed but didn't argue. "I can't complain too much, given last night." She shrugged and started pushing herself up. Arthur watched her put her shirt back on.

Selene moved in the other direction and squeezed Arthur tight. "Are you mad at me for something?" Selene asked.

"I'm not mad at you." Arthur assured her. "I'm just tired. I want to sleep without bumping into anyone. Just for one night. I need one night to myself, and tonight's the last time I'll be able to get one for a while, I think."

Kat nodded. "Friday, you've got Kelly. Saturday, you've got all five of us - hopefully with a better bed situation planned."

Selene's eyes lit up suddenly as she looked at Kat and then at Arthur. "We should get a hotel." She announced.

Arthur looked surprised. "What?"

"For Saturday night! We should get like a honeymoon suite or something for the six of us and really go nuts!" Selene said excitedly as she pushed off Arthur and knelt beside him.

"That's not a bad idea if we can find one with a bed big enough." Kat shrugged. "And if we all chip in, it shouldn't be too expensive if it's just the one room."

Arthur seemed to think about it. "Have you guys talked to the others about this? Would they be okay with it?"

Selene shook her head. "I just thought about it. I can't believe I didn't think about it last night! I'm so stupid!"

"You're fine." Arthur said reassuringly. "It sounds good to me if we can find a good room in a good hotel with all the alumni and families coming in for homecoming."

"Worth a shot." Selene shrugged. "Won't know until we try, right?" She was clearly excited about the idea and eager to look up nearby hotels.

Arthur nodded. "I'll look into it, and I'll let you know what I find." He looked toward his apartment and sighed as he started sitting up. He said goodbye to the girls at their car and kissed each of them goodnight at their apartment building door.

"I love you, Master." Selene said after their kiss.

"I love you too, Slut." He kissed Selene again and swatted her butt when she turned toward the door. She followed Kat inside, and then Arthur headed over to his apartment, lugging his bags and things up the three flights of stairs after getting his mail and dumping them all in the living room. Then he got ready for bed, plugged in his phone, got in bed, and decided to do some quick scrolling.

The House Chat between him and the girls had some new messages.

Slut: Just floating the idea, but what do you think of getting a hotel for Saturday night? A honeymoon suite might be more comfortable than Arthur's floor.

Queenie: I'm in favor of anything that is not another night on Arthur's floor.

Wifey: That sounds like it could be fun. A proper party.

Whore: How much are we talking, exactly? How expensive would it be?

Arthur did a quick search and found a hit. Six people were the maximum occupancy, but lucky them, they only had six who wanted to come. Three-hundred and eighty-four dollars a night was a bit steep, rounded up to four hundred, split six ways, it wasn't too bad. Knowing it might still be too much for Mindy, Arthur had a decision to make.

Dropping four hundred dollars for a spur-of-the-moment hotel room was not usually his idea of money well spent. Some of the girls might pay him back, but it wasn't fair of him to ask some of them and not others. That meant he was either covering it or only paying his share. Somehow, he felt he should just cover it. He could make up for it with a night of stripping if he really needed to, but his accounts were okay. He didn't splurge or go in for expensive things (besides rent), which was vanishing next month.

Master: I found a room, a suite that can fit six people in a pretty nice hotel nearby. If you're all game, I'll book it.

Brat: How much is it?

Master: Don't worry about it, I'll cover the hotel.

Whore: You don't have to do that.

Queenie: Shut up! When our Lord and Master says don't worry about the cost, you say 'Yes, Sir' and wear something frilly to make it up to him.

Master: lol. I wouldn't say no to someone else buying the wine, and I would definitely not say no to any and all lingerie the rest of you wanted to bring.

Wifey: Thank you, Sir.

Slut: Yes, thank you, Master.

Whore: Thanks, Boss!

Brat: Thanks, I guess.

Master: You're all on board with a hotel room?

Queenie: Yes!

Slut: Yes, Sir!

Whore: Yes, Boss.

Wifey: Yes, Sir.

Brat: Yes already! Book it!

Arthur took a few minutes to book it, putting through his card information and the rest. When it was booked, he sent a screenshot to the House Chat.

Master: All booked for Saturday. Check-in is at three. Check-out is at eleven on Sunday.

Whore: I'll have to leave early.

Master: That's okay. I figure we'll clear out Sunday morning whenever we need to.

Whore: :-D

And with that, Arthur set his phone back on his nightstand, closed his eyes, and waited for sleep to come for him. He felt suddenly alone. More precisely, he felt lonely. As though there should be someone else in his bed. He opened his eyes and looked sleepily at the empty pillow next to him.

In his mind's eye, he could see Selene's graceful cheek gracing the divet, her hair splayed out behind her in golden waves. He could see Kat's curls across her face as she closed her eyes. He could see Kelly's lustrous red hair falling around her shoulders as she looked back at him. He could see Rani's smirk as she fell asleep before she rolled over and pressed against him. He could see Mindy's dark eyes looking into his until she could no longer keep them open, her straight black hair swept back and cascading over the pillows.

Arthur took a deep breath. He loved all of them in different ways and at different levels, but still. He could see now that having this many girlfriends would be expensive, but he had several solutions to that in reach. He would keep his office job for as long as he could. He might even take Beth's aunt up on the offer of more stripping if he could free up the time for it. It was certainly out of the question for the next few weekends.

Sleep took Arthur in the darkness as he lay there thinking and gave him dreams that flitted between his girls, each teaching a different class he was learning in or trying to learn despite their lack of clothes. His dreams were active, but his sleep was deep and restful.

Friday morning, Arthur woke to Selene's hand on his cock, slowly pumping him as she gazed lovingly at him from her position halfway down the mattress. He thought briefly that he should ask for his emergency key back, as she was clearly abusing it, but honestly, he didn't mind. And if this was anything like what life at the house would be like, he wanted to start packing immediately. Or as soon as they were done here.

Arthur beckoned her to come up to him, and she slid up next to him on the pillow. He kissed her, and in the kiss, she moved to straddle him, then slowly impaled herself on him, rocking her hips back and forth slowly to gently fuck her Master. She was hot and wet for him already, and she closed her eyes in bliss as she rocked back and forth on his cock, grinding her clit into his pelvis and holding on to his hips with her hands. She rubbed against him and rode him like that until he came. She didn't seem to care about whether she came, but Arthur moved his hips in rhythm, grinding against her clit every time her hips rocked forward. He came first, then used his hand to reward his eager slave.

"Good morning, Master." Selene cooed as he held her after their little fuck session. It wasn't bondage or S&M, but riding him the way she did this morning was loving and tender. Holding her now, running his fingers through her long golden hair, Arthur felt more rested and relaxed than he had in a long time. He squeezed her close, and she nestled into him, kissing his chest until they finally had to get up and get ready for the day.

Kat joined them for the trek to the gym, where they met up with Kelly again for the usual workout. This time, however, instead of working out with Arthur, Kelly spent most of her attention on Kat and Selene, going over a workout routine she'd devised for Kat and one she was working on for Selene.

Kat seemed reluctant to do the work, but she was thankful to Kelly for the work she'd done, so she said she would try it out. Kelly walked her through the exercises, and Arthur enjoyed watching their squats a little too much.

Breakfast in the cafeteria was quick, and the four of them said goodbye outside the dining hall, with the girls each kissing Arthur before departing, which got some looks from passersby. Then Arthur was back in the office.

Beth was at his desk again when he arrived for work a little before 8 a.m. Mindy was already there, also waiting at his desk. The two had been talking quietly and immediately stopped when Arthur arrived. They watched as he put his things by his desk and started his computer.

"Good morning, Ladies." Arthur smiled. "Everything okay?"

"Yes, Sir." Mindy smiled at him. "I was just talking to Miss Rian about you and how I want to take on some responsibilities in the office."

"Oh?" Arthur asked. Mindy showing initiative at work wasn't totally alien, but somehow, he felt this wasn't strictly office-related.

"She wants to be your personal assistant." Beth explained, though she didn't sound pleased about it. "Should we talk about this in my office?" Beth asked. "The other student workers should be here soon."

"Sure." Arthur gestured to her office door, and the trio went in with Beth leading the way.

Arthur noticed she'd dressed a little differently today. Beth usually wore long skirts and feminine dresses. Today, she wore gray slacks that hung midway down her tall black heels. She had a frilly pastel blue button-up blouse with snaps for buttons closed all the way up to its tight ringed collar. The stretch of the fabric over her breasts was the only hint of them, though it made her bust look larger than it usually did.

Mindy was dressed in typical office attire for her. A black pleated skirt roughly knee length over a pair of what Arthur knew to be thigh-high stockings. Her white top was tucked in but had no buttons, and its low neckline showed off her large DD breasts. Her darker skin was displayed between that and the sleeves ending at the puffy shoulder frills, leaving her arms bare without her blazer. She, too, wore heels.

"Close the door?" Beth asked.

Arthur shut the door. Both women stood awkwardly in front of Beth's desk as if waiting for Arthur to start speaking, but he didn't know what they were waiting for him to say. He locked the door. Then he went around to the other one, but the entrance to the hallway was already locked.

He turned back to look at the two of them, and Mindy whispered something to Beth, who looked shocked about something. Then Mindy turned the chair in front of Beth's desk around and sank to her knees. She gestured for Beth to do the same in a slightly off-center spot.

Beth looked hesitant and didn't move.

Arthur strode over calmly and took his seat, looking down at Mindy, who bowed her head respectfully, and looking up at Beth, who looked down at him with anxiety plain on her face as she looked at both doors to double-check they were locked.

"We don't have to." Arthur started. "But it might be enjoyable to start the workday like this, with a little team meeting every morning to review the daily tasks."

Beth nodded. Arthur took that as a yes.

"Kneel." Arthur ordered Beth.

She looked at him but slowly sank down, using the arm of his chair for support. She looked up at him, and he smiled at her.

"Good girl." He said, mostly out of habit.

Goosebumps erupted over Beth's skin, spreading over her arms and flushing her chest so that her nipples poked just through her thin bra, tenting her shirt in two noticeable spots. Arthur took note. She liked praise.

"So Mindy wants to be my personal assistant here at the office?" Arthur asked.

"Yes." Beth swallowed thickly. "I've tried to explain that you don't need a PA. I don't even have a PA. You don't have meetings or much of a schedule to manage, and you check other people's work more than write your own, so there's not much need for one."

"But the title is important to you?" Arthur asked Mindy.

She nodded. "Yes, Sir." She said. "I want to be your office girl."

Arthur smirked. "You are my office girl." He told Mindy. "My office whore." He looked at Beth. "And you're my boss bitch."

Beth looked uncomfortable but didn't protest.

"You don't like the name?" Arthur asked.

Beth seemed to think for a moment, then shook her head.

"Is there something you would rather I call you?" Arthur asked.

Beth looked like she was thinking again, going through as many pet names and nicknames as she could recall. She came up empty. "I don't know."

"Then I'll decide what to call you until we can think of something you like for when you're good." Arthur decided. "Agreed?"

"Yeah, okay." Beth answered.

Arthur leaned forward and took hold of her face by clamping his fingers and thumb on either side of her mouth. "The correct response in moments like this is 'yes, Sir.' Understand?"

Beth squeezed her legs together, and her breathing turned heavy as her heartbeat increased its frequency of its own accord. "Yes, Sir." She managed to say through her puckered face.

Arthur released her face and sat back, enjoying their kneeling in front of him. Beth looked down, her eyes resting on Arthur's knee and occasionally flicking inward. Mindy kept her gaze on Arthur's face, smiling at him.

"Could we share her?" Arthur asked suddenly after giving Mindy's desires a few minutes of contemplation. "Make her your PA and, by extension, mine?"

Beth looked as though she was thinking it over. "I... I guess so, Sir. I don't even need a PA, though, to be honest. I'm invited to marketing meetings out of courtesy."

"It would be a good experience for her." Arthur added. "Obviously, her pay and primary responsibilities would remain the same. It's not a promotion, right?" He asked Mindy, who nodded.

"No, I'm still a student worker. I just want to be your PA." Mindy answered.

"Any objections to handling Miss Rian's calendar and acting as her PA, too?" Arthur asked.

Mindy shook her head. "No objections, Sir."

"Any objections?" He asked Beth, who looked like she was still thinking it over.

"No, Sir." Beth answered finally. "No objections."

"That's settled then." Arthur sat back and rolled his shoulders. "What else is on the docket today, Mindy?"

"We have to get out that mailing by the end of the week, so printing, folding, stuffing, the usual. You'll need to assign some workers to that." Mindy started going over the business of the day.

While she was talking, Arthur caught Beth's attention and gestured to his thigh. She wasn't sure what he was suggesting, so she didn't move. He made a motion with his hand over his thigh, but she still didn't seem to get it. He beckoned for her to come closer to him. She rose up so she was standing on her knees and put a hand on his knee to steady herself.

Arthur leaned forward, kissed her, and as he sat back, drew her hand with him down from his knee to the length beneath his trousers. Beth gingerly left her hand there, not moving, unsure what to do.

He placed his hand over hers and started rubbing himself with her hand caught in the middle, her fingers only slightly curved around his girth, as if she'd never touched a cock before.

"What do you think?" Arthur asked, looking at her.

"I think there's no way this would ever fit." Beth answered honestly. Though she didn't sound disparaged at the thought, she sounded more intrigued. "Uh... Sir." She added when she saw Mindy and Arthur exchange a look like they were in on an inside joke.

"I meant, what do you think of Mindy's suggestion for who to assign to the mailing we need to get out by the end of the day?"

"Oh." Scarlet flooded across Beth's face in a heated blush.

"Looks like someone's getting spanked at lunch." Mindy mused.

Beth looked like she'd been slapped. "I'm sorry! I got-"

"It's okay." Arthur smirked. "Why don't you give it a try anyway? See if it'll fit."

Beth looked uncertain but slowly started to reach for his zipper. Her hand stopped partway there as the door connecting her office to the primary office jiggled, and then someone knocked. Beth was on her feet immediately, behind her desk, and professional before Mindy had even gotten up from the floor. Arthur turned toward Beth's desk and crossed his legs. Mindy waited until they were set, and then she opened the door.

Tara stood on the other side of it. "There everybody is." She joked. "Is everything okay?

"Did you need something?" Beth asked sharply, which wasn't out of order for her usual reaction to being interrupted but was a little harsh.

"Oh, yeah. The printer is out of toner, or jammed, or something." She thumbed over her shoulder toward the printer.

"And you can't put in the new toner?" Beth asked, just as snappish as before.

"Well, Arthur usually-" Tara started to defend herself.

"I'll take care of it, Tara. Thank you." Arthur said as he brushed himself off and stood up. His slacks were graciously presentable, thanks to the scare of being caught.

Tara nodded and stepped aside to make room for Arthur.

"We'll follow up later." He told Beth. "You're eating lunch in the office today, right?"

"Yes, Sssss." Beth turned the Sir she almost said into a hiss.

Arthur smirked. "See? I told you you'd like Producers." He had no idea if Beth got the reference, but it was enough to dispel any curiosity from Tara. She followed him out and watched him swap the toner while Beth and Mindy got to work.

It wasn't until the lunch hour that they were able to reconvene. Typically, Beth would have left with the others to go to lunch while Mindy and Arthur stayed behind. This time, she decided to stay.

The mailing was nearly finished, and usually, Arthur and Mindy would have spent the hour knocking the rest of it out. Instead, as soon as the last student worker left, Mindy locked the door and closed the blinds.

Beth saw her closing the blinds through the open door and did the same in her office. Then she locked the hallway door. She went back to her desk, but Arthur and Mindy didn't come into her office; they were waiting for her by Arthur's desk. The same desk Beth had watched Arthur bend Mindy over on Wednesday.

Arthur looked like he was still working at his computer. Mindy stood to the side of his desk facing him, her hands clasped together demurely in front of her skirt, her arms framing her breasts.

Beth approached slowly. She was unsure of what to do or say. She wasn't even sure what she was supposed to be doing. Well, she knew what she was supposed to be doing as far as the University was concerned. She wasn't sure what Arthur wanted her to do, and in her lust for him, that seemed more important.

"What should I-" Beth started to ask, but Arthur cut her off by raising his left hand and pointing next to Mindy with two fingers.

"Stand beside Mindy." He instructed. "And both of you stand a bit away from the desk, then lean forward and put your hands on the edge of it."

Mindy seemed to know exactly how to pose, with her feet hip distance apart, her back slightly arched so her chest pointed forward, and her ass pushed out a little. Beth did her best to mimic Mindy but felt inferior next to her like Mindy knew what she was doing while Beth was just an amateur.

Arthur kept typing until he apparently finished what he was working on and saved it. Then he stood and moved around behind them.

Beth glanced over her shoulder at him, but he snapped his fingers and pointed forward. She returned her gaze ahead, staring at the wall on the other side of his desk.

"Now, Mindy has thirty spankings left for her tardiness on Monday." Arthur recounted. "And Beth deserves some spankings, I think, for not paying attention this morning." He decided. "Any objections?"

"No, Sir." Mindy said immediately.

"No, Sir." Beth followed up, quiet and awkward.

"Good. Let's see what we're working with. Lift your skirt, Mindy. Beth, drop those pants." Arthur commanded.

Mindy obeyed without hesitation, reaching down and rolling up her skirt to show off a thin white lace thong cleaving its way up her ass. She tucked the skirt into its waistband so it stayed, then resumed her position with her hands on Arthur's desk.

Beth's fingers fumbled over her belt, then her clasp, then her zipper. She was nervous and excited and a little apprehensive about what she'd felt in his pants earlier. "This is just spanking, right?" She asked as she finally managed to open her pants. "You're not going to like..."

"I'm going to do whatever I want." Arthur responded darkly, which sent a visible shiver up Beth's spine. She didn't protest. She simply nodded and then released the waistband of her pants. Her gray slacks fell to the floor and pooled around her ankles.

Beth had chosen sexier underwear this time, with a pair of pink French cut bikini briefs with elastic straps that stretched over her half-moon hips like strings. Arthur admired their backsides as he stood behind them and picked up the ruler. He pressed it against Mindy's cheek first, then Beth's, pressing it against the flesh to get a feel for how much give he had to work with.

"You will count each one and thank me for them." Arthur instructed. "Understood?"

"Yes, Sir." Beth and Mindy answered in unison, though Beth sounded scared, while Mindy's answer was full of eagerness.

"Everything okay, Beth?" Arthur asked.

"Yes, Sir." Beth answered. "Just... nervous. I've never been spanked before."

"Hm..." Arthur thought about it for a moment. "Is that so?"

"Yes, Sir." Beth answered. She looked over her shoulder at him, but his face was hard to read. He'd always seemed either happy and friendly or harried and frustrated. This stern look on his face was one Beth imagined before; when she had specific thoughts about him, she knew she shouldn't have.

"Hm..." Arthur said again, looking thoughtful now. "Let's do this a little more intimately, then." He decided. "I'm sure Mindy won't mind putting off her spanking for a bit. Will you?"

"No, Sir." Mindy assured him.

Arthur stepped away. "Mindy, come here." His voice made Mindy look over at him, and she followed to where he stood near the wall. He placed the ruler on the wall. "Cross your hands behind your back, and hold this ruler in place with your nose against the wall."

Mindy looked at him for a moment and did as he bid. He adjusted her a little and then stepped away to admire his work. She was standing with her feet spread, her arms crossed behind her back bent forward at the waist with her ass sticking out into the room, her cheeks spread, and her face pressed against the wall, holding the ruler up against it. She didn't know how long she could hold the position, but she assumed that was part of the fun. She wondered what the punishment might be for dropping it.

"Hold it there until I'm done with Miss Rian. If you drop it, you'll lose bra privileges for a week." Arthur explained.

Mindy and Beth's eyes both went wide. They were both large-chested and while Mindy might go without a bra for an hour or two while they played or overnight while she slept, to go without one for a week was a different story entirely.

"D-do you mean just in the office, or... like, for a full week?" Mindy asked.

"A full week." Arthur assured her. "So don't drop the ruler."

"Yes, Boss." Mindy said and made sure to push into the ruler a little more.

Arthur enjoyed the view of Mindy as he walked away from her, took her chair from her computer station, spun it around, and sat down on it so that he was facing her. "Miss Rian, come here."

Beth straightened and paused for a moment. He raised an eyebrow at her, and she tried to gracefully step toward him, but with her pants around her ankles, it was small, narrow steps or waddling. She chose small, narrow steps, shuffling over to him in her heels until she stood beside him like he gestured.

"I want you to lay yourself over my lap." Arthur instructed. "Hands on the floor, legs spread slightly."

Beth worked out the position in her head first and then hesitantly lowered herself over his lap, using her hands on his thigh to guide herself into place and then pressing her palms flat against the floor on the other side of them. With her legs straight, her toes touched down on the other side of him, and she suddenly felt something press against her stomach even as she felt Arthur's hand grip her ass beneath her panties.

"You have a great ass." Arthur told Beth.

Beth blushed but didn't answer. Arthur smacked the cheek he was holding. "The correct response is: Thank you, Sir."

Beth swallowed. "Thank you, Sir."

"That's better." Arthur went back to rubbing her backside, occasionally squeezing it until Beth was starting to close her eyes and revel in the feeling. She found herself wishing he would move his hand lower, rub lower, closer to between her legs. She wanted him to reach under her panties again and rub her there, where he'd rubbed her before, where no one else had ever touched her.

"I see you like getting groped." Arthur said as he gave her another squeeze.

"Wha-" Beth slowly came out of her daze. "What?"

"You're wet." Arthur pointed out. He could feel the damp spot on her panties with his fingertips, which teasingly grazed over her in light waves.

She tried to push back against him, to make his fingers rub her there, but he moved his hand away.

"I'm going to spank you now." He said to Beth. "But you're going to enjoy it."

Beth wasn't so sure, but she didn't protest. "Whatever you want. Just... just do it."

"Oh, that wasn't an order." Arthur laughed softly. "That was a prediction. Trust me. Mindy's jealous of you right now, aren't you, Whore?"

"Incredibly jealous." Mindy replied immediately. "And hoping for some release myself, if there's time."

Arthur smirked and then let his fingers rub gently where Beth had been hoping he would. She closed her eyes and almost whimpered when she felt his hand pull away. Then he brought it down across her cheeks, and she jolted forward with the smack. He waited, but the room fell silent.

"Count." Arthur reminded her.

"Uh... One." Beth declared. "Thank you, Sir."

Smack.

"Two." Beth counted immediately. "Thank you, Sir."

Smack. The third strike was more brutal, and Beth swallowed before counting. "Three." She said. "Thank you, Sir."

Smack. "Four. Thank you, Sir." Smack. "Five. Thank you, Sir. Ah!" Beth exclaimed when Arthur's fingers slid inside her wet and ready folds and curled against her insides with a firm stroke of his fingertip. She pushed against his hand, and he fingered her, trapping her clit with his thumb and holding it down while he gently shifted the pressure of his thumb to stimulate her until she felt she was about to cry out.

Then he started spanking her again. Strikes six through ten were more demanding than the previous five but not intolerable. They felt strangely pleasurable, and Beth found herself losing track of what was pain and what was pleasure as he alternated between spanking her and toying with her. He was playing with her, toying with her body as if he knew it better than she did. He was so confident and capable like this that Beth couldn't help but lose herself to the fantasy.

Arthur was younger than she was. He was twenty-two, and she was thirty. There were so many reasons why she shouldn't be stretched over his lap right now, about to experience an orgasm at his hand. There were so many reasons why she should put a stop to this porno fantasy come to life. And yet, she couldn't bring herself to do it. She couldn't even bring herself to pretend like she didn't want him to lay her down on the office worktable and take her right then and there, even knowing that she was a virgin, and this was definitely the deep end. She'd never done this kind of thing before, never had the chance, and yet here was the opportunity, nothing like she'd hoped when she was younger, but when every touch was torturous bliss, it was hard to pull herself back to reality.

Yet he didn't seem ready to fuck her yet either, as though that were some line he might not bring himself to cross with her. Knowing that didn't feel great, but he still seemed determined to get her to orgasm. His finger skills were mind-blowingly good, and the authoritative tone in his voice as he reminded her to count when she faltered sent shivers down her spine. She didn't have to wonder how he managed to have five girlfriends anymore. The question was, why was he doing this to her and not them?

The answer to that was complicated, but right now? At this moment? None of it seemed to matter. The entire world and all its problems were gone. All that existed was the pressure of Arthur's thigh against her breasts, his cock against her stomach, and the dull red heat coming from her cheeks that paled in comparison to the heat between her legs as his fingers made her twitch and drove her toward that inevitable bliss of orgasm.

"Thirty." Beth gasped out. "Thank you, Sir."

Arthur looked down at her. "I think that's enough for now." He decided.

"Please, Sir." Beth tried to look over her shoulder at him. "Please, don't stop. More. I need more."

Arthur seemed to think about it for a moment. Then he gave her his answer by striking her ass again, harder than before.

"Thirty-one." Beth gasped. "Thank you, Sir." There were tears in her eyes, but not from the pain or the pleasure, really. They were just there, and by the time he reached forty, she was nearly there. Just before forty-five, she suddenly bucked, shoved her face into her elbow, gave out some kind of muffled cry, and soaked through her panties as she came hard. Her entire body shook and shuddered, and she went limp.

Arthur went back to rubbing her butt, soothing her in low tones as he spoke softly to her, telling her she was a good girl and generally being very sweet about it. The spanking, for as many strikes as it was, had not been terrible. There was a dull red glow coming from her backside, but it would fade in time. No lotions or creams were needed. Still, he rubbed it and hugged her, and she stayed there like that for a few minutes until the shame in her mind grew loud enough to force her to flee.

"May I be excused?" Beth asked when she was ready. "I need to finish eating lunch." She explained.

Arthur nodded. "Sure." He looked at her with an appraising look and halted her with his hand as she started to stand up. "Are you okay?"

"Yeah." Beth nodded as she stood up, still a little shaky. "I'm just... it's a lot, and I'm not used to it." She explained. "But I... I really needed that. Thank you."

"Anytime." Arthur nodded. He was confused by Beth, but he'd started this because she wanted him to play the part of the dark dominating villain of her fantasies. She'd caved to it immediately, and she continued to respond to him like he was holding her reins. Yet, after every bit of play, she seemed to want to run and hide, like she was shy, or ashamed.

He watched as Beth pulled her pants up and buckled her belt.

Mindy was still up against the wall, and Arthur waited until Beth was back in her part of the office, the door closed, before getting up and walking over to Mindy. The ruler was still there, though Mindy's position had shifted slightly so that her chin was helping her nose keep it trapped against the wall.

"Good girl." Arthur said softly in her ear. "Are you ready to be rewarded?"

"Yes, Sir." Mindy said, slightly muffled against the ruler and the wall behind it.

Arthur placed his hand on the ruler and took it, helping Mindy stand up straight. "Tits out." Arthur said as he went back to the chair.

Mindy reached down and pulled her neckline down under her breasts, then scooped them one at a time out of her bra, forcing them up from all the additional support but presenting them to Arthur's hungry gaze as he beckoned her over to him.

Arthur kept his legs together but beckoned her closer still, forcing her to widen her legs over his lap and straddle him. Arthur pulled her thong aside, and she sank onto him as far as she could comfortably go with a chirpy little gasp that almost made him cum right there. Fortunately, he held it back with a firm clench and wrapped his arms around her, resting his hands on her backside. He pushed up into her, and she rocked her hips forward, riding him.

With her breasts exposed the way they were, they were just within reach, and Arthur took her nipple into his mouth, teasing it with his tongue and teeth before swapping to the other breast. He went back and forth like that for a while.

"Oh..." Mindy moaned softly. "Yes..." She cooed. "I'm... I'm going to..." She gasped as Arthur slid one hand around to her front, and his thumb played with her clit while she rocked her hips back and forth, fucking herself with his thick cock in rolling waves of pleasure while he bit and teased her tits. The orgasm took her when he added yet another stimulus to the pleasures and spanked her with the hand on her ass. Mindy flung her head back and choked on her cry as she came, shuddering and twisting until Arthur had to wrap both of his arms around her to hold her still. Her insides clamped down on Arthur like a hot, wet vice, and she did her best to coax his orgasm from him.

She stopped rocking, and Arthur held her tightly until she came down from it.

"You didn't cum?" Mindy asked softly.

"Not yet." Arthur answered.

"Well?" Mindy asked. "What are you waiting for, Boss? Make me your whore."

Arthur smirked. He held Mindy close, and she squealed a little as he stood up with her, still impaling her in a slightly awkward squat. Walking with her was difficult, but he only had to take about four steps before he was able to lay her down on the work table.

"Enjoying the show?" Arthur asked as he looked over to Beth, who was standing in the doorway, clinging to it as though she needed it to stay standing.

Beth didn't answer, but the hot, raw passion in her eyes told Arthur everything he needed to know.

"I'm going to need your panties, Miss Rian." Arthur told her. "Come over here, and shove them into Mindy's mouth to keep her quiet while I make her my little whore."

Beth's steps faltered as she moved to obey without answering him. She walked over to the other side of the table and stood by it, then quietly started undoing her pants and taking them all the way off so that she could slip out of her panties.

Arthur had a good view of the clock. They were coming up on the last few minutes of their time before other office workers started returning from lunch and wondering why the doors were locked. He did his best to warn Mindy. "This is going to be hard, fast, and brutal." He warned her darkly.

"Do it!" Mindy bucked her hips eagerly against him. She was wet and hot, and the juices from her orgasm were an excellent coat of lubricant between them both. She flexed inside and squeezed his cock as she locked eyes with him. "Fuck me, Boss. Fuck me like I'm your goddamn whore."

Arthur gave her her wish. With his hands on either side of her on the table, he started fucking her. The table was the perfect height for him to stand with his knees slightly bent and plow straight into Mindy with her legs hooked over his hips and her ankles crossed behind him, squeezing him into her with every thrust. Beth, on the other side of the table, pushed her already-wet panties into Mindy's mouth and clasped her hand over her lips, staying clear of her nose so she could still breathe. Mindy moaned and gave muffled screams into the panties that sounded like soft encouragements to Arthur's ears. His eyes could see nothing beyond the scene below him, hypnotized by the rhythm of her breasts.

He fucked her hard and fast to the point that he was sweating before he finally felt his legs start to tighten and clench. His body was priming, getting ready to explode. His breathing was hard and heavy, and the table beneath Mindy held firm. Beth looked up and locked eyes with Arthur as he fucked Mindy, and she smiled wickedly, like she wanted him to do this to her.

Arthur came explosively, and Mindy gave a muffled squeal of pleasure as she felt him bulge and then shoot inside her. Hot, thick ropes of cum pumped out of his cock and filled her with waves of delight as her eyes rolled gently upward toward the back of her head. Beth let go of her mouth, and Mindy turned her head aside to push out the panties and take in deep gulps of breath through her mouth until her exposed chest stopped heaving and fell into slow breathing patterns.

Beth was still blushing with shame by the time Mindy and Arthur had recovered. Arthur staggered back to the chair and sat down. Mindy let her feet down, unable to reach the floor with her back against the table but not yet wanting to move. Beth wasn't sure what to do, but she was worried that the others would return soon, so she did the only thing that came to mind. She cleaned.

Beth had some wet wipes on her desk that she fetched, as well as some paper towels that were standard for the office. She offered one to Arthur as she passed him. Then she offered some to Mindy. And the two of them cleaned themselves up a little as Beth cleaned the table.

"Uh... Miss Rian?" Mindy asked cautiously.

"Yes?" Beth asked, distracted by the task of making the room presentable again. She had some air freshener on her desk, too, or would that be too noticeable? She didn't think the room smelled of sex, but it wouldn't hurt to be careful, and if anyone asked, they could just say that keeping the office clean was part of Arthur's new responsibilities, which he took care of while everyone else was away at lunch so he wouldn't disturb them. Yeah, that would work.

"You should probably put your pants back on." Mindy pointed out.

Beth looked down and blushed furiously, realizing that she'd been wiping things down and cleaning up with her pants and panties off. Her panties were still on the table, wet and soggy from her own juices and Mindy's mouth.

Arthur smirked. "I don't know." He said. "I'm enjoying the view."

Beth blushed even more furiously as Mindy giggled. Mindy tossed the panties on the table at Arthur, who caught them and put them in his book bag.

"You don't mind, do you?" Arthur asked Beth. "I seem to have the beginnings of a collection between these and the ones I made Mindy wear Wednesday."

Beth blushed again but shook her head. She went back to her pants, put them on, and then went back into her office and closed the door so she could put her shoes on.

Arthur handed Mindy her water bottle before taking a long drink from his. Mindy did the same, feeling refreshed as she killed off the water.

"I'm going to go clean up real quick." Mindy said as Arthur wiped the spot on the table where the panties had been. "Don't want you dripping down my legs all day." She smirked.

"Yes, you do." Arthur smirked back at her, and Mindy giggled. She gave him a wink and unlocked the main door after ensuring she and Arthur were dressed and presentable again.

"Okay, I do, but I don't want anyone else catching us." She admitted as Beth came through with the air freshener. "I don't want us to get in trouble, after all." Mindy pointed out. "I freakin' love this job."

Arthur laughed. Beth went back into her office, Mindy exited to the hallway and the bathroom, and he went back to work after opening the blinds once more. If this was what his new Monday, Wednesday, and Friday office hours were going to look like, he would definitely enjoy them. All he had to do now was wait for the other student workers, and then he and Mindy could go to lunch, which they did.

They sat together, and ate quickly, but didn't really have a chance to talk once they were joined by some of Mindy's dorm mates.

After lunch, Friday rolled on until it was finally time for Arthur to leave the office for the day and get ready for his date with Kelly. Eventually, closing time rolled around.

"Hot date tonight?" Beth asked as Arthur turned off his computer.

He usually hung around until a few minutes after his shift, but today, he was packing up to be out the door on the dot. The other student workers had already left, and usually, his boss Beth would have left a few minutes early on a Friday, but today, she'd hung back and approached after Tara left. She stood in the doorway of her office, looking into the main office area, and started walking toward his desk as she waited for an answer.

Arthur's guilty look was enough to let Beth know she'd guessed right. She sighed. The young man had five girlfriends, including Mindy, who was his office "whore" and not-including herself, who was... nothing to him. She was just his bitch, which was what she'd fantasized about often enough. Though having it be a new reality alternated between hot as hell and scary as fuck. She was anxious one minute and happy the next, and it was torture. Bliss, but torture.

"Sorry." Arthur admitted.

"No, it's fine." Beth said, raising her hands in surrender. "I should have known. You had one last Friday, after all. But... we need to talk. Not in the office, and not on our phones."

Arthur looked confused.

"Just in case." Beth whispered.

"That's a little paranoid, isn't it?" Arthur chuckled. "But okay." He said. "When is good for you?"

"Do you have any time tomorrow?" Beth asked.

Arthur shook his head. "Homecoming." He explained. "I'm super busy tomorrow. And Sunday."

"Of course." Beth sighed.

"Monday, after work?" Arthur asked. "We can meet somewhere?"

"Do you have anywhere private we can meet?" Beth asked. "Somewhere where no one will see us?"

"Uh..." Arthur had to think. It was clear Beth was worried about them being found out. Being spotted by someone who knew either of them wouldn't be the end of the world, but Beth wasn't wrong to want to take precautions. "My apartment?"

"Too private." Beth shook her head.

"Your place?" Arthur asked.

Beth shook her head. "Absolutely not." She lived with her sister, who was supposed to be getting married but was now unhealthily obsessed with finding the stripper from her bachelorette party (Arthur) for one last hurrah before marriage. Beth wasn't going to help her sister cheat on her fiance. She also wasn't going to compete with anyone else for Arthur's sexual prowess, and she sure as hell wasn't going to fuck someone her sister fucked. She wanted to get to Arthur first.

"Hmm..." Arthur really had to think about it for a moment. "There's a restaurant just outside the city that I like to go to, but like... on the other side of it. No one from school would ever go there."

"That'll work. What's it called?" Beth asked.

"Frenchy's." Arthur said as he slung his backpack over his shoulder.

"Do they serve French fries or something?" Beth asked.

"No." Arthur shook his head with a laugh. "I mean, I'm sure they're on the menu, but it's a pretty upscale restaurant, actually."

"So why do they call it Frenchy's?" Beth looked confused.

"No idea. Maybe that's the owner's name?" Arthur shrugged. "But I'll see you there, Monday at six. Wear something nice, but Beth?" Arthur paused by the door, his hand on the handle.

"Yes?" Beth asked, her arms crossed.

"No panties." Arthur winked, and Beth went red as a traffic light. He smiled at her and left, letting the door swing shut behind him but leaving Beth to lock up since she was still there.

"Yes, Sir." She said, well after the door had shut.

Arthur checked his phone as it dinged at him on his way to the car. He never had any signal in the office, but messages often came through when he left it.

Slut: We're going to the apartment to help you get ready for your date. Is there anything you need me to do specifically?

He assumed the "we" was Selene, aka Slut, and Kat, aka Brat. He didn't know how Selene convinced Kat to help get him or his apartment ready for his date, but he appreciated the help.

He was a man with five girlfriends, which meant he had to be five boyfriends while working as many hours as possible and going to college full-time. Life would be so much easier if he was a billionaire, the kind that didn't have to work for a living. Unfortunately, he'd already won the lottery with Selene and the others. The chances of winning the lottery a second time were astronomical. So, he was thankful for Selene's offer to help. He couldn't be everywhere at once, and he had a lot to do before his date with Kelly tonight. He messaged her back while he walked.

Master: Can you pre-heat the oven to 450 in about ten minutes?

Slut: Yes, Sir! See you soon!

"Is that the guy?"

Arthur heard a voice ask, which made him look up from his phone as he walked. Two guys were standing by his car like they were waiting for him. He immediately slowed and stashed his phone away.

"Yeah." Sanjay answered.

"Shit man. He looks rich. Daddy's lawyer rich." The bigger guy shook his head. Sanjay was a short but reasonably fit young man Arthur knew through moderate association. They had a lot of friends in common, and they'd had a few conversations over the years while hanging out in groups. They were friends through that tangential association rather than any particular closeness. At least, they had been. Last Sunday, Arthur and Mindy ran into Sanjay and Rani on their date. Eventually, they dropped Sanjay off at home, and then Rani, Sanjay's date, joined Arthur and Mindy for a threesome. An event that Arthur remembered particularly fondly.

Monday, Sanjay had an altercation with Rani in the cafeteria. He'd gone after Mindy physically, and Rani had kneed him in the balls right in the cafeteria. There were videos of it that had flown around campus for a few days, security got involved, and things had finally seemed to settle down.

The larger guy was a total stranger.

"Hey." Arthur said in a cautious greeting. "What's going on, Sanjay?"

The larger, as of yet nameless, man responded by cracking his knuckles, like this was some kind of high school teen flick where the bully was about to punch the nerd. Of course, Arthur didn't exactly look like a nerd. He wasn't a bodybuilder, but he had plenty of muscle on him, hidden though it was by the suit he wore. He worked out every day, he ate right, and he intentionally sculpted the body he had piece by piece through great effort and discipline. Mindy called them "Captain America" muscles, and Selene had suggested that cosplay before, even if she was more partial to the Winter Soldier.

The larger man, as Arthur labeled him, was big, sure, but he didn't have much muscle on him. He was a little shorter than Arthur, who stood at 6'4" to this man's 6'2". He was fat in the face and arms, which made it look like he had thicker biceps and muscles than Arthur might. Still, Arthur could peg the body type, body fat percentage, and muscle mass with the trained eye or someone independently studying physical education.

"Sanjay?" Arthur asked again, though he stopped a few paces away from his car. "Who's your friend?"

"My man here says you fucked his girlfriend." The larger man answered.

"That's not what happened." Arthur said immediately. "Rani wasn't-"

"She was my date." Sanjay spat. "Asshole."

"So?" Arthur asked.

"So, you fuckin' seduced her when she was going out with me, and then you have these other girls, too? You're dating multiple women?" Sanjay scoffed. "Fuck you, man. It ain't right."

"Yeah." The larger man chimed in, cracking his knuckles again. It was almost impressive to Arthur that he could pop them every time.

"Look." Arthur sighed. "Whatever this is, I don't have time for it right now, so please step away from my car, and we can discuss this when you're in a more rational mindset."

"Or-" The large man offered a counterpoint by stepping toward Arthur quickly and throwing a punch.

Arthur was, by principle, declaration, and practice - a pacifist. He didn't believe that fighting was the best way to solve anything. Nor was he about to get expelled because someone else decided to hit him. Running away was a valid option, he supposed, but he didn't have time to consider many others. The fist came at his face rapidly, and Arthur was frankly surprised. It didn't make any sense to him, and it didn't seem rational at all. Yet there was a latent instinct behind his eyes when they registered the fist coming their way. It told him, "Don't get hit in the face by that thing flying at it," and his body obeyed.

Arthur ducked, bobbing under the blow in a low squat, then sprang to the side. "Dude." He chastised the large man. "What the fuck?"

Sanjay charged. Seeing an opportunity, or perhaps sensing it, Sanjay lowered his head and ran full speed at Arthur like a bull with its horns lowered. Like a bull, Sanjay was angry, and his anger overrode his ability to reason.

Arthur was surprised again, which led him to stand there gawking for a moment. Then, seemingly at the last moment, he realized what he had to do and twisted away with all the grace of a dancer. Arthur wasn't into sports but spent plenty of time learning routines for the stage as a musical actor. Sanjay ran skull-first into a parked car behind Arthur, and it immediately started blaring its alarm as he dented the car door.

The large man didn't hesitate, knowing that time was short, and he moved to strike Arthur with a kick that even Arthur, who had never been in a fight before, saw coming. He kicked the man's leg aside, causing him to spin, but the man's fist still caught him, striking him just below the eye on his cheekbone.

Arthur spun a little at the blow but managed to hold his balance and keep his feet. The large man wasn't so lucky, and with his balance thrown off from his kick, he stumbled into Sanjay, and both slammed into the car.

The car's alarm erupted, filling the parking lot with its noise. The sounds and the fight were drawing attention now. People were coming out of the buildings, and campus security was on its way over. Even Sanjay seemed to realize that they were in trouble.

"What's going on over here?" The security guard called out as they rolled up on their little golf cart.

"Nothing." The larger man spat. "We were just joking around, and it got out of hand. Sanjay here stumbled and nearly took me down with him. We fell into the car, and the alarm started going off."

The car beeped, and the alarm stopped. Arthur looked over to see Beth with a key fob in her hand. She looked pissed at first. Then she saw Arthur, and something shifted in her face before anger retook it. She practically stomped to her car, even though she was in heels.

"What the hell did you do to my car?" She yelled directly at the larger man and Sanjay, who were still leaning against it. She glanced briefly at Arthur.

"They fell." Arthur explained, which caused the larger man to look up at him in surprise. "Right?" He asked the larger man.

"Yeah." The larger man nodded. He seemed uncertain as to why Arthur should go along with it. Why he should give them a second chance.

"Yeah." Sanjay agreed. "Sorry."

"Well, no harm-" The security was cut off by a loud noise from Beth between a cry of surprise and rage Arthur hadn't realized a human being could endure.

"Is that a dent?" Beth managed to ask. "Did you two dent my car?"

"Uh..." Sanjay started but faltered when he looked up at Beth, who looked down at him like his very life might depend upon the following words out of his mouth.

"They did." Arthur spoke up. "But don't worry Beth. Sanjay's a good guy. I'm sure between the two of them, they can cover the repair."

Sanjay glared at Arthur. Beth glanced at him, then frowned. She was looking at his face, just under his eye, where he felt something hot pressing against his skin from the inside. It was swelling, and there might be a bruise, but he didn't dare touch it or try to see if it was red. If it was noticeable, the security guard hadn't said anything about it, but Beth might notice things a stranger wouldn't. She knew his face well enough to see when something was wrong.

"Right, Sanjay?" Arthur asked. "I'm sure you'll do the right thing, and nothing like this will ever happen again. Right?"

Sanjay glared at him.

"We can always pull up the tapes." The security guard piped up and pointed to the nearest lamppost, which had a discreet camera pointed more-or-less in their direction. "If there's some dispute about which of you actually made the dent."

Sanjay and the large man shared a look, and Arthur knew they'd make the right choice. If the security guard had to look at the footage, they'd be expelled. Or at least Sanjay would. Two assaults in a week? He'd be up shit's creek, and he'd deserve it too.

If Arthur hadn't been so pressed for time, he might have been more willing to see Sanjay suffer for his stupidity. As it was, he felt sorry for the guy, and he didn't want to take away the guy's future because of two mistakes.

"We'll cover it." The larger man assured Beth. "Sorry ma'am."

If Beth didn't like being called ma'am, she didn't show it. She was older than they were and obviously a worker here and not a student.

"Good." Beth said with a final glance to Arthur, who gave her the subtlest nod ever seen. "Now, let's get your information for the insurance." She said, and she waved Arthur off. "You can go."

The security guard started to pipe up, but Beth cut him off.

"It's okay. He works for me. I have all his information." Beth assured the officer. "I'm sure he and I will have a long conversation about this on Monday." She looked directly at him and finally managed to make eye contact.

Sanjay's face gained a satisfied smirk, as if he believed he was somehow responsible for getting Arthur into deep trouble with his boss.

Arthur smiled softly. "Yes, Miss Rian."

Beth smiled softly in return at Arthur and then regained her angry expression as she turned to look at the others. She shooed Arthur away, and he took his opportunity to walk to his car, throw his bag in the passenger seat, and take a deep breath. He didn't want to hang out in the parking lot for too long, so his hands were still shaking a bit as they gripped the steering wheel when he turned out onto the road, but he was okay.

He checked his face in the rearview mirror. The spot under his eye on his left cheek was red and distinct from the rest of his face. He could feel it without touching it, so it was swelling a little bit, but he hoped that with some ice, he could avoid bruising. Thank god for Beth, or he'd likely still be standing there talking to the security guard when Kelly arrived for their date.

Hopefully, the rest of his Friday night would be much better.