The other night Belle and I were in a mischievous mood, so we gave Beau a double whammy - we wanted him to be sub AND roleplay, both things he is not very good at. But he was a good sport, so he let us pick out his costume and tell him what to do.
We decided he would be the plumber and we would be the hot lesbian couple luring him over in order to steal his sperm. We made him wear jeans, a wifebeater, sexxy black boots that would be a hit at any gay pride parade (did you go yesterday? what did you think?) and Belle clipped a tape measure to his belt loop. His arm tattoos and shaved head nicely matched the blue collar look.
We made him go pretend to work in the bathroom, and we scampered up to the bedroom, stripped, and got in bed. When he had finished checking out our plumbing, he called up the stairs, “Ma’am?”
“Upstairs!” Belle called back. “Come on up.”
He ascended the stairs warily, pushed open the door, and his eyes widened at the sight of us in bed.
“Oh, this is my lover,” Belle said, “We’re in the middle of something here, would you mind going over to the dresser and handing me my wallet?”
He did, and when he handed it to Belle, she opened it up and offered him some cash, but as he reached for it she snatched it back, saying, “Look, we’ll give you another $200 if you fuck us both and leave us with your sperm. We’re trying to have a baby and you seem like a nice stud. Now get on this bed, we’re ovulating!”
It pained him to take orders from her, but he did as he was told. He laid between us, and we stroked and kissed on him.
“Did you get this one in prison, honey?” I asked coyly, stroking the tattoo on his bicep.
“Yep, and I have to say it’s nice to be out and with women again. I had to buddy up with my cell mate, which wasn’t too bad. He mostly sucked my cock. He was a big dude, we got pretty tight.”
I said, “Oh really? And what was his name?”
“B-Diddle,” he replied, and I broke out of character and busted out LAUGHING omg wtf?? He SO did that for my benefit! {{~they are leaving on a cross-country road trip together today, now I wonder what kind of male bonding they will do~}}
I pulled myself together and Belle told him to seduce me, kiss me, stroke me, try to arouse me, even though he was just a lowly man and we normally have no use for them.
She straddled him and pinned his hands behind his head and dommed him, and he HATED it. He kept fighting it, sassing her back. Then he told us it was OK to slap his face. Really???
I tentatively patted him hard on the cheek. He laughed at my wimpy attempt, and said, “I know Belle can do better than that.”
Sure enough she hauled off and smacked him good! He took it like a man.