Enter Mallory

Mallory spits cum into Sada’s mouth; Sada returns it. As they writhe on the floor, lights and music still insistent, men surrounding them continue to ejaculate onto them. They gasp for cum like air-starved divers surfacing.

Mallory at last slides herself off the cocks impaling her and lunges towards Sada. She brings her semen-streaked face up to Sada’s and presses a deep kiss on her, then licks the cum off her face. They embrace, bathing in their shared cum, eating off each other’s faces and bodies and passing it back.

Sada is astonished at the increasingly animal responses of Mallory as she revels in being used, thrashing, slathering herself in the cum she’s earned, shouting to be choked and slapped. She gives the impression of wanting to annihilate herself by fucking.

Some cocks they suck, others disgorge their loads unassisted, streaking Mallory and Sada’s hair, faces, tits in pearly cum. Men withdraw from cunts and asses and shuttle between the women, who when possible taste the holes of their lover on the incoming cocks.

Mallory’s abandonment of herself to the oblivion of fucking is dispelled by a literal splash, a warm spurt of semen on her face. That’s early, she gasp-laughs, and the mess slides down her face. As if a starter-flag has been brought down, both women are encircled by masturbating men.

Hands on the floor, they grind, until each of them finds a man moving in between their thighs, keen to fill their cunts. They find each other’s eyes again over the shoulders of the men penetrating their available holes. Their mouths are filled too, making them each loci for three men in rotation.

Sada makes a practiced gesture of inviting a cock up her own ass, and soon both women are shuddering, tits dancing, with vigorous anal fucking. Their arms grip each other’s for stability, as locked as their eyes. They seem synchronised as they sit back down on the cocks and ride them, both bucking.

Her face shows something between a grimace and a smile as the thick cock widens her hole and moves up inside her. She leans further forward and puts her mouth to the cock pumping in and out of Sada’s, both of them coating it in their spit. Their lips keep meeting.

Smiling, and almost gasping at Mallory’s audacity, Sada lets herself be pushed to her knees, and takes a cock in her mouth. Other hands fondle and knead her tits.

Mallory returns her smile and bends forward. She feels a wetted hand on her asshole, and then an insistent cockhead.

A man behind her presses in, and she feels his hard cock against her bare ass. She pushes back, and it nestles between her cheeks.

Her eyes on Sada, she extends her hands either side of her, and without difficulty finds two more cocks. She begins to stroke them.

She watches as more hands snake around Sada and unbuckle her belt. It falls to the floor, leaving her nude but for her collar.

Mallory stops her swaying to allow her panties to be eased off. She holds her arms forward so her bra can be removed.

Entranced with each other, they are initially oblivious of the encroachment of other dancers. When fingers start to brush them, and hands start to stroke, they turn their heads, but do not repulse the attention. Mallory rests her hand on another hand on Sada’s hip.

Face to face, lit in purple and pink, Mallory and Sada move sensuously to the mechanised rhythm, their movements rhyming. Each is a mirror of the other. Sada reaches out and crosses her hands behind Mallory’s neck. They pull together to kiss, then part again.

I am at heart a hunter.

Mallory drains her glass and kisses Sada, tasting her own cunt on her lips. I think we should get down there, don’t you, cub?

Sada grins and lets her hand be taken. Though neither woman is more than minimally dressed, they do not stand out at all in this oceanic bacchanal. They dance together.

On the floor below, to a piledriver beat, men and women throng, surging, eddying, swirling. The clothes are light, gaudy, form-fitting. Some of the crowd are topless. Some in just shorts or pants. Some are nude. Nothing is remarkable.

They dance close; caress; kiss. Some go further.

Yes, cub, I’ve been particularly struck by that since we came to this city, Mallory says. I mean, look down there at the dancefloor. That’s something that even recently we wouldn’t have seen anywhere.

Both women sip their drinks and survey the scene.

It’s like since things started breaking down, everything’s been driven by fucking. It feels like a new economy. The old reserve and codes have gone. And since you— you changed, you’re the most desirable commodity on the market. A woman who loves to fuck and can never get enough.

Sada rests her head on Mallory’s breast and her fingers glide down to play with the tuft emerging from the top of her panties.

It’s not just you, Miss, she says. I haven’t travelled like you have, but from what you’ve told me, every situation you’ve walked into has been sexually charged.

Sada rises from under the table and takes her seat again beside Mallory. Mallory pulls her panties back into place.

You know about what happened to me—the experiment, she says. That triggered something, but it’s intensified since then. The spells between my needing to come get shorter and shorter.

Did that help?

Sada looks up from between Mallory’s legs, her lips and chin slick and gleaming. Mallory strokes her hair lovingly.

That was wonderful, cub, she says. But even coming hard like that doesn’t budge this endless fucking horniness.

Lastly, they both pulled on pairs of long black boots. We have some walking ahead of us, cub, Mallory said. Anywhere with you, Miss, Sada answered.

They left the cursed house through its round front door and kicked the dirt off their soles.

Mallory fastened an open bra that bared her breasts - she was proud of them, and then pulled on a pair of the tiniest black panties she’d ever seen.

Panties? Sada said. I don’t care for them. My pussy needs a home, however small, Mallory replied. Sada’s wrists jangled as she donned her bracelets.

The women swept past Devlin and returned to their bedroom. Sada flung open her wardrobe and they stood nude, hands on hips, surveying the options laid out before them.

Sada immediately buckled her belt. She looked at Mallory and then picked a collar. You make me want to wear this, Miss, she said.

Mallory gestured dismissively at the spent member hanging between Devlin’s legs.

Sada was beaming, and kissed her again. Let’s find some clothes and leave this place behind, cub, Mallory said. I think you’ve given them more of your time and your sweet ass than they deserve.

It occurs to me that a vulgar, coarse, common cunt is something you don’t personally possess, she said. Nor do you have her gorgeous capacity to come and come and come again. One shot and you’re on the bench, you poor creature. And I’d suggest putting that limp thing away.

Whores! You have flouted all decency, cast aside the faith of the Dark Way! You have shunned the holy portal and taken your pleasure in the vulgar, coarse, common cunt!

The women stood silent until Mallory broke the moment with a laugh.

The room emptied of men locked out of the women’s pleasure. Only Devlin stood his ground, his eyes fixed on Mallory and Sada as they brought each other to orgasm, licked each other’s shiny fingers and kissed tenderly and joyously.

Their rapture was broken by Devlin’s stentorian SHAME!

Eventually, they moved closer together, their faces so near their breath was on each other’s face. Not to kiss was impossible. They lifted their hands from between their legs and reached out. Their fingers found the cunt of their lover. They pleasured each other.

Devlin had a face like thunder, but did not move. Mallory and Sada continued to pleasure themselves, but lifted their free hands from the bar and found each other. They produced ever-louder sounds of arousal as they turned to each other, holding hands and masturbating.