by Robin Roseau
“Not fair!” I yelled.
But Bee looked up from what she was doing with Dee. She looked up at me.
“Dee, don’t let her. Pin her in the resin. You both love the resin. Pin her and use the device. She’ll love it. You both will.”
“Olivia doesn’t bluff, Dee,” Bee said. “Don’t fight me.” And then she rose and climbed into my lap.
She was dripping in the resin. When Olivia ordered her to remove my shift, she went to work at it.
“Dee,” I said. “I won’t last long now. You need to use that on Bee. She did what she was ordered. As long as it looks like Bee is behaving, Olivia will be happy.”
She rose, slipped her hand underneath her sister, and then Bee froze, and then began to squirm.
I looked at Olivia, who was watching. And she was red to her knees.
“Olivia,” I said. “I’m going to lose, and you’ll have all three of us. You know that. But look at you. You’re red to your knees.”
She looked down, and I thought I registered surprise.
“Watch,” I said. “Watch what they’re doing to me and to each other. Think about how much fun you’ll have with us. Promise them we’ll all be able to play. Promise me, Olivia.”
She didn’t promise. She squirmed, and then again.
I wasn’t squirming. Bee was doing enough squirming for both of us.
“Dee,” I ordered. “Take off Bee’s shift, and your own, too.” And that was when Bee finally tossed mine to the side.
Bee smiled at me.
“Olivia,” I said. “She’s scared this isn’t enough. Promise her!”
“Bee, darling,” Olivia said. “We’ll do delicious things when we get home. I promise. You’re a good girl.” Bee shivered at that, and I saw the red and orange climb higher on her.
“What sort of delicious things, Olivia?” I called. “Will you play too, or only watch? You like watching don’t you. Look at the colors. Red and orange. Will you watch, or will you play?”
“You’re not going to win, Claary. Do you wish to raise the stakes?”
“Sure, Olivia. Squirm until the resin reaches your waist, and if I haven’t lost, I’ll accept higher stakes.”
“You’ll beg the girls to paint your face and hair in the resin.”
“You’d like that,” I said. “Squirm for me, Olivia. Let’s see that resin climb higher over there.”
She began squirming, and I smiled.
Bea was red and orange to her navel, and squirming like mad in my lap. Each squirm caused me to shudder, and I was as coated as she was. I couldn’t tell, but I saw a lot of red and orange from parts I thought were Dee.
“Girls,” I said. “She promised now, but if this goes too fast, I’m going to lose, and then you won’t be coated in resin. Dee, help her off me. The two of you can play in the resin and help each other.”
Bee didn’t resist as Dee pulled her from me and into her own lap on the floor. But then she pushed her forward and climbed half atop her, and I saw the resin climbing higher.
“Don’t push her face down,” I said. “Dee, make sure she can pant.”
Dee looked up. “I would never hurt my sister, Claary,” she said. “Trust me.”
I nodded.
Then I watched, enrapt, as Bee succumbed completely. As she began to come, Dee rolled her over and pressed her into the resin at my feet, the liquid not deep enough to push her under, but it coated her, her hair, her ears, and her entire body to her neck. Bee gave out several cries of joy, and then Dee carefully painted more resin across her sister’s face.
It was sweet and loving. And then she lowered herself, the two kissing.
Then Dee collapsed off of her, the device still inside her sister. The two panted, there at my feet, their legs pulled up as the resin sloshed over their bodies. Dee was covered incompletely, but only portions of Bee’s face were visible.
“Bee,” I said. “I know you feel really good right now, but Dee needs you to help her.
“I can’t,” she whispered.
“Dee, unlock me. I’ll help you.
She looked up at me and then produced the key.
Olivia went wild when she realized Dee was letting me free, but she made no threats. Orders, yes, but no threats. I just told Dee over and over I’d help her, but reminded her I was half lost already.
“If you let her go, Dee, I can’t beat her!” Olivia yelled.
Dee froze. “Claary?”
“It comes off, right? The thing inside me. You know how to take it off the stool. You can keep it inside me. I promise, I won’t try to take it out. I’ll let you slide it back in, and then I’ll help you.”
She smiled and nodded.
“Let me go the rest of the way,” I said.
She finished unlocking my feet and then my hands. She had to help me stand, and I nearly collapsed. It was Dee that released the device from the stool. Then she ordered me to bend over the stool. I did so, and she slid the device back inside me, moving it in and out several times.
I hissed in the pleasure, and the resin climbed higher. But I looked at her. “Order me to help you, Dee. Order me to help you. I’ve almost lost. Order me to help you.”
“Help me, Cee,” she said, pulling me from the stool.
It took a minute to find the other device. It was still inside a blissed out Bee. I pulled it out carefully and then turned to Dee. She was waiting, and it was nothing to begin teasing her. It slid in easily, and then I began sliding it slowly before bending to kiss her.
The resin climbed higher on both of us, and I was panting madly, the device pulsing inside me now. I felt resin close over it, holding it tightly inside, and then it was up to my neck.
I used my free hand to bathe Dee in the resin, coating her as completely as I could. “Dee,” I said. “Olivia feels left out. She want us to go help her.” I said that over and over, and when I finally had her attention, I said, “Get up and open the door. We’ll go help Olivia, and we’ll all come together. We’ll all win.”
She was so out of it, but I was closest, and she listened to me. Olivia had stopped giving orders, anyway. Together, we stood. She put her hand between my legs, and I almost lost right there, but I gritted my teeth and pushed her to the door. “Get the key, Dee. Get the key. I’m not going to last much longer.”
She fumbled with the key, but she opened the door, and then together, we stumbled to the other gate.
Olivia was watching me, and her body was quivering. The resin covered her entire lower body. I didn’t know how high it extended under the shift. While Dee fumbled at the lock, Olivia and I locked gazes. “It’s still inside me,” I said. “I’ve almost lost.”
“I know,” she gasped. “My god, Claary.” She squirmed and moaned.
Dee got the door open. We stumbled in, and then she was on Olivia, wrapping arms and legs around her. I stepped around her and pulled her shift from her. She was red and orange to her breasts.
I stared, but she looked over her shoulder at me. “You want me to win,” she said. “You made a promise. You made a promise to me, Claary, and you are not fully bathed in resin.”
Dee was past listening, but when I looked, Bee was standing at the door of the cage. Olivia followed my gaze, and I saw her smile. “Bee, if you want to play with Claary, we have to win. Finish her.”
Bee threw herself at me, then pulled me down into the resin. She pinned me with her knees, then turned around and lay down my length.
She barely touched the device before the shudders took me.
A Single Night
I was out of it after that. I put the rest together in bits and pieces coupled with things Olivia told me later. She nearly lost herself, very nearly, but once I came so loudly, she was able to break through both sisters. Without my interference, she exerted authority and convinced them to unlock her. Then she knelt down, taking my head into her lap. She reached down, and as I begged for more, she gave me everything I asked.
Bee and Dee bathed me in more
of the resin.
I came twice more, there in the cage, and then Olivia asked for help.
We came home, three of us in resin. Unfortunately, unless one becomes completely lost to it, it doesn’t last, and so it slid from Olivia, and I didn’t get to see the final results. Not that I cared at the time.
She brought me home. We were all absolutely exhausted, and so the guards carried three of us to bed. Olivia joined us, and laying together, we napped for hours.
* * * *
When I came to awareness, it was full dark out. Olivia was lying on her side, watching me. “Hello, you.”
“Mmm,” I said.
“Do you remember what happened?”
It took a minute, but I nodded. I lifted my hand to see I was encased. I smiled broadly. “Mmm.”
“The girls are still sleeping,” Olivia said. “Did you want to sleep more?”
I shook my head lightly. But I looked. Bee and Dee were both completely coated in the resin, red and orange and utterly beautiful. I lifted my hand to my face. I could feel where it was skin and where it was resin. I felt my hair.
“It’s everywhere, Cee,” she said. “And quite dramatic.”
I moved closer to her then collected her hand and kissed it. She brushed my lips then pushed me onto my back before crawling partially onto me and beginning to kiss me. We spent a minute or two at that before she lifted away. “I promised them we would play together.” I nodded at that. “We will wake them. I am going to tell them they may give you any orders they want, and I’m going to give them permission to do anything to either of us that they want.”
I smiled broadly and nodded.
“Help me wake them,” she ordered.
And so I turned around and crawled down. Bee was closest, so I began stroking her face. Olivia kissed Dee lightly and then whispered to her.
Bee opened her eyes. She blinked a few times, then she looked at me and smiled. She lifted a hand to my face, then to my hair, encased in the resin.
“Dee,” Olivia said. “Bee. I promised we could play, but I know you’re tired. From now until Cee must leave, you may give her any orders you want. And you may do anything to either of us you want, anything at all. Or you may nap.”
They both sat up and looked at each other. Dee crawled to her sister, and the two looked at each other’s hair for a minute. Then Dee lowered her mouth over Bee’s encased ear and whispered to her. Bee smiled and nodded rapidly several times.
Dee turned to me. “Cee, you will lie on the bed and watch.”
I lay down immediately. The two moved me around how they wanted me. And then Dee ran to the closet. When she came back, she held several lengths of rope. Olivia laughed, but she didn’t resist as the sisters began to tie her.
I decided that was grand fun, and I wondered what they would do next. This time it was Bee who ran to the closet. She came back with a device, not unlike the ones we’d been using. But this one had two ends. She and Dee used it to tease a giggling Olivia until it slid into her.
Then Dee turned to me. “You’ll let us do what we want.”
I cooperated as they pushed and pulled me around. They pushed and pulled me around until I slid down over the other end of the device.
And then the two of them spent the next hour using pressure to slowly build our passion. They giggled as we both began panting. They touched. They kissed us both. They made us move more.
I came first, but then Dee ordered me to help Olivia come, and so I tightened and moved, sliding it in and out of her.
* * * *
The sisters didn’t let us sleep. They took turns at us. They issued me orders, and I was helpless but to follow. Not that I wanted to resist. All of us reached pleasure more times than I could count. I thought the three slaves did so the most, but Olivia certainly enjoyed the things we did to her.
It grew light outside. When I noticed, I stared.
“Shh,” said Olivia. “Bee. Dee. It is nearly time to let Cee go. What should we do until then?”
“We should keep her,” Dee said. “She wants us to keep her.”
“We can’t, Dee,” Olivia said. “We can’t break the law.”
“She doesn’t want to go.” She turned to me and brushed at me. “She is so beautiful like this.”
“Dee, what should we do before she goes?”
“No, Olivia,” Dee said. “Let her stay. She wants to stay.”
“Cee,” Olivia said. “Can you speak?”
I lifted my hand to my throat. I smiled. “Dee,” I whispered.
“Tell her to keep you,” Dee said. “Please don’t leave, Cee.”
“I’ll be back.”
“No you won’t!” she said. “We’re slaves, but we’re not stupid. We listen. This is your last night.”
I stared at her. “No,” I whispered.
“Last night,” she said. “You’ll become a citizen, and you won’t play with us anymore.”
I pushed away from Bee, who was clinging to me, and climbed up to look into Olivia’s eyes. “You don’t want me?”
“I want you very much, but if we keep doing this you won’t be able to win any challenges. The Duchess needs you to help run the city, Cee. Do you understand?”
I thought about it. “You only want me if I’m a slave.”
“Dee,” Olivia said. “Untie me. Cee, do not move.”
The command took complete control, and I stared straight ahead. Behind me, Dee released Olivia, and soon she had her arms around me. “Cee,” she whispered. “You may move now.”
I turned to look at her. “I thought you wanted me,” I whispered. “We were lovers before I was your slave. I thought you wanted me.”
“I do,” she said.
“As a slave or not at all.”
“No, Cee, but you must become a citizen. I need that from you. I need that very much. No one else argues with me like you do. I need that, Cee. I need someone who will argue with me. I need someone who will tell me when I am making mistakes. I am only human. I make mistakes. I need your help, Cee.”
I looked away. I felt a tear well. I brushed at it.
“Cee,” Olivia said. “It would be like nothing to permanently seduce you.”
“I’m in love with you, all three of you,” I whispered.
“No,” she said. “That’s the enslavement talking. But it would be so easy for you to fall in love.”
“Why can’t we be together, even if I’m not your slave?”
“Because you will lose your challenge, Cee. You will. And because I know you will, I will claim you before anyone else can have you. I won’t risk it. I won’t be able to.”
I brushed another tear away. I avoided sobbing. Instead, I asked, “Dee, do you like my sister, Lisbon?”
“Yes, but not as much as I love you, Cee.”
“If Olivia allows, would you help her the way you’ve helped me?”
“Of course, Cee.”
“Bee?”
“Of course, Cee.”
I thought about it, and mentally, I began pushing away the resin. It took a moment, but it began to flow down my body.
“Please, Cee,” Dee said. “Please stay. We love you. Olivia is wrong. You’re in love with us.”
“She doesn’t want me,” I whispered. I felt my heart harden. “This was a goodbye fuck.”
I stood, and I felt the resin cascading from my body. I didn’t even have to help it. It flowed away, and I stepped out of it. I turned around. “Lady Olivia, I kindly ask you to allow Bee and Dee to help my sister. That can be as yours, or you can convince her to accept someone else.”
Then I turned away. “Please arrange to deliver me to my sister.”
And then I walked from the room, heading for the baths.
Captain Bess
It would be months before I would next see Lady Olivia. In the meantime, we communicated via notes, and it was kept very impersonal, which is odd, given the nature of the communication itself. Captain Bess became our courier, and the only thi
ng we discussed were my Practice Challenges.
But that is jumping ahead, and I mention it only to set that side of my life aside, at least for several months.
For now, it was a week later, and I sat across a table of the inn. Bess smiled.
We were holding hands.
“I have no intention of underestimating you, Claary,” she said. “I am not going to be beaten by a rank beginner at this game.”
I smiled. “Good. What are the stakes.”
“A month.”
I shook my head. “No. I need to get this and one more in time to recover before Lisbon offers herself, and that’s before her birthday. But when she’s back and fully recovered, we could have more, if that is wise.”
“Fun, at least,” she said. “All right.” She paused. “What does The Duchess say?”
“Screw her,” I replied. “A week.”
“She told you to make it overnight, like she did when it was the two of you.”
“She told me two days,” I replied. “A week, and I don’t want to be neglected while you have duties.”
“You’ll have my undivided attention.”
“Promise.”
“I promise,” she said. “Is there anything else you want?”
“Like what?”
“Anything particularly sexy that you want me to make you do?”
I smiled. “Anything you want.”
“Do you mind if I show you off?”
“Nope.” I popped the P for emphasis.
“Share you?”
“You want to share me?”
“Not necessarily. I want to know what you want.”
“I’m going to be out of mind with lust,” I said. “I don’t think I’m really going to care.”
“There are things I like that some women hate, Claary. I’ve had them done to me, and I’ve done it to others. There are two women who won’t do challenges with me anymore because of it.”
“Do they hurt?”
“No. I’m not into that.”
“Boring? Gross? Disgusting?”
“I like being teased for days and not allowed to come.”
“Ah,” I said. I thought about it. “I wouldn’t let something I didn’t like come between us, but I don’t want to feel abused.”