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As Emma brushes her hair before returning to the bedroom, she wonders what is still ahead. Donald told her there were two parts of three left before. She has completed the second of the three, but what would be expected of her next?
She pulls a little on her pearl necklace by its loop to reassure herself.
When she returns to the room, of course, the sheets have been changed, now a light rose silk sheet. Donald is there, now undressed, still a little hard. He is sitting on the side of the bed sipping on a glass of scotch.
Donald tells her that she is to sit in the armchair now and no matter what, she is not to move until he tells her she can. He gives her a glass of scotch for herself. The bottle is sitting on the table next to the chair.
Emma cannot imagine what is going to happen that she is to stay in the chair. But Donald showing his dominance over her after what had just happened with Connie is reassuring and the right role for her to take.
Connie comes back into the room, still a little wet from her shower which just makes her skin shine. She is rather lovely, and Emma does find herself wetting a little looking at her wonderful body.
Connie goes over and sits on the side of the bed next to Donald, who lifts his glass to her lips for her to take a sip. Then setting the drink on the night table he turns to Connie and takes her in his arms and kisses her deeply.
Emma gasps a bit at the sight. Not her Donald with Connie.
When he finishes kissing Connie, he turns to Emma and says, “Emma, you are not to make a sound. You are only to watch what will now happen. It is important for you to experience this, being just an onlooker while someone else pleasures me. But you must just watch without noticeable reaction.”
Emma’s mind explodes with what she is hearing. ‘No, no, no. Not her Donald with anyone else. She can’t bear the thought, let alone having to watch it happen. And with Connie who has just pleasured her so?’ She tries to keep a straight face though as she was told and just nods to Donald her understanding and picks up her drink and takes a large gulp.
She does not want to watch this, as she sees them kiss again and then lean down onto the bed. She would love to stand and walk out of the room until it is all over, but Donald has told her she has to sit here with no noise. She could close her eyes she thinks but she knows if Donald looks over and sees her that way, he will be very disappointed. She will not get her pearl for this. And he might even spank her and punish her even more.
So, Emma sits in the chair, eyes wide open and watches what transpires. She is not happy. She is not sure how this is to help her grow and spread her wings, but she will endure it.
On the bed, Donald is on his back and Connie is kissing and licking him all over his neck and chest. Her fingers moving down closer and closer to his mons, and what is below. Thankfully she just moves them to his thighs first to caress them.
Emma is biting her lip as she watches Connie’s hand move to take Donald’s cock in it. ‘NO! That is only mine to touch now,’ rings through Emma’s head. She holds her breath so not to cry out as Connie does touch it and begin to jerk it a little.
Emma breaths out as she realizes that Connie is not jerking Donald in the way he likes most. Though he is starting to harden. ‘Yes, this perhaps is how I can get through this,’ Emma thinks. ‘I will just take note of how she is not doing things the way Donald taught me to, to give him the greatest pleasure.’
It was not much, but something to keep Emma from screaming out. Donald looks over at her and catches her eye. She keeps a stone face as she looks at him. ‘Yes, that too, perhaps if I act like this is not affecting me it will not last as long,’ she continues to think. So, she just slightly nods her head to Donald and gives him a small smile.
When he turns his eyes from her as Connie begins to lower her mouth over him, Emma takes another big gulp of scotch. ‘This will maybe calm my nerves too,’ Emma decides.
Now, Emma never acted in anything in her life and most often shows her emotions on her sleeve, but for the next hour, she could have been Sarah Bernhardt with the show she presents. When Donald’s and Connie’s attention is diverted to their sexual antics Emma’s face is strained from what she is seeing, but as soon as one or the other would glance at her she is stoic and just nods and smiles at them. And when they aren’t looking, she is working her way through the bottle of scotch.
On the bed, Connie moves between Donald’s legs and is sucking him, taking his balls in her one hand to squeeze and the other jerking him some. She takes little more than his glans in as she does.
Emma is pleased that she is not doing anything close to how well she pleasures Donald. Perhaps this critiquing will start to be fun.
Donald moans a little from the attention he is receiving, but as he glances at Emma and sees no reaction from her, he is a little disappointed. Does Emma not care about him as much as he thought that she is acting unaffected by what is happening in front of her?
If only Emma knew what is running through his mind as he looks at her, her heart would jump with joy.
But Donald lets the play continue in front of Emma. He turns Connie and begins to lick and suck her cunt as she continues to suck him. The two of them making each other moan more and more. But Emma now is starting to hear the false notes in their pleasure. Both sounded much more into it when they were with her, pleasuring her, or her them.
It is probably the scotch which is making her more and more confident in herself and what she is being subjected to, but that is okay, and it was really true that she was better with both of them than they are being right now.
Donald and Connie go through the acts, but neither of their hearts is in it. Both are actually thinking of Emma’s touch and feel. Her so open enjoyment of the pleasure given her, and her trying so to please them in return.
This part of the afternoon is not going how it was planned, and how it had worked with other subjects. Those had felt excluded and so wanted to join in. Though none had been commanded by Donald to stay silent in the chair like he had Emma.
Connie enjoys fucking with Donald to a degree, she really does prefer women. And Donald always does have fun when he and Connie fuck like this. But it wasn’t as much fun for either of them today. But they continue, both glancing to see Emma’s reaction over and over.
Donald flips Connie on her back and moves between her legs and lifts her ass at her hips to enter her from behind. She moans at the idea. He thrust into her as hard as he can, but inside her, both know he is not as hard as he usually is. They play out the act of fucking and do cry out from time to time. Some pretending it is so good, other times when actually a spot is touched for enjoyment.
Connie does clench against him some, but it is sporadic and not as tightly as Emma does.
Both realize they are annoyed at the non-interest Emma seems to be showing. No reaction to them fucking in front of her, and her not being a part of it. Connie, especially for some reason, does not like the idea that another woman is not impressed with her skills, she is as big of an egotist as Donald is.
She flops down on the bed, leaving Donald dangling above her ass and tells him to roll on his back. She climbs on top of him, pressing him up in her, and begins to really bounce on him. She needs him at least to cum loudly and fully to have her vengeance.
Deeper and deeper she makes him thrust into her, she consciously makes herself squeeze against his cock with each thrust. It is helping her some to move towards a climax, and she can tell he is reaching his peak too.
Connie looks over at Emma to see her reaction, and all Emma does is stifle a yawn. What the fuck?
Truth be told, all the scotch Emma has been sipping, okay, gulping, has made her tipsy and tired which is the reason for the yawn. And little does Emma know, that yawn just made her the winner of this non-contest which has been transpiring. Donald sees it too and he feels this pressure in his heart from it.
Connie fuming now from it bangs and bangs down on Donald until they both quickly cum in short succession. Both crying out, perhaps more than they really are feeling, but wanting to make a grand finale.
Emma watches this and is angry and hurt about what she has been made to watch, but her composure does not give her away at all. Small tears have been coming to the corner of her eyes through it all, but she quickly brushes them away so not to be noticeable.
Finished, Donald and Connie sit up on the side of the bed. Donald asks, “Are you alright Emma?”
Emma replies, though her voice is slightly slurred, “Oh yes sir, I hope you both enjoyed yourself. I am not sure I really care to watch others have sex that much, but that I guess is just me.”
Donald is crushed. He wanted her to be emotional and upset from having to watch him with someone else. Instead, she appears to be indifferent to it. How can she not be, after telling him just days ago that she loved him? Again, Emma just amazes, and now confuses him with her uniqueness.
“Sir, I know Connie probably wants to get cleaned up now, but would you mind if I use the bathroom first, I really need to,” Emma says.
“Yes, that is alright Emma, Connie can clean up in my bathroom again,” Donald says with confusion in his voice.
Emma hurries to the bathroom, turns on the sink’s faucets to full blast and presses her face deep into a towel and cries and cries. She feels sick some from both the scotch and what she had to watch. She can’t stand that Donald has been in another woman, especially in front of her. She thought he was beginning to care some for her, but to put her through this.
She is there for a while as she works herself to such a state she throws up. Empty, she cleans her face, putting just a little basic makeup on now, not the full display Donald has done for her this morning. She takes a robe from the back of the door, as she does not want to be nude in front of either of them right now and goes back into her bedroom.
Donald is dressed too now. He looks at her with concern when he notices her red eyes. He had seen how much of the bottle of scotch was gone while she was in the bathroom and wonders about that.
“Emma, are you alright? Tell me,” he begs her.
“I just felt sick suddenly and threw up is all,” Emma replies. “Let’s go out to the living room now so Julie and Karen can clean up in here.” Emma wanted those sheets off her bed as soon as possible.
Donald just nods, presses the button to call them, and walks with her down the hall. He is afraid right now to even touch Emma, he is not sure what is going on. Her explanation about being sick causing her red eyes made sense considering how much of the scotch she drank, and why did she drink that much? But he was sure that was all of it.
Shortly after they reached the living room, Donald sitting on the couch next to Emma, Connie comes in dressed again and seems ready to leave. Which would not be soon enough for Emma. She bid her farewells and leans to kiss Emma, but Emma turns so she only kisses Emma on the cheek. Connie says she hopes Emma and her will meet together again soon. Emma only nods.
Once Donald shows Connie to the door, and they do not kiss or anything, just say goodbye, he tells Emma he is going to go shower and get cleaned up. Emma response in an even voice, “That would probably be a good idea.”
Donald hurries to shower, taking care to lather and scrub all scent of Connie from him. ‘Did he go too far with this today? Emma is acting so strangely, and he has wonderful things planned for them for the rest of this holiday weekend. He hopes she will like the idea,’ he thinks as he showers.
Totally clean, he wraps himself in just a robe too and returns to the living room where Emma has the television on low, watching some aimless show. He goes and sits next to her. He puts his arm around her and pulls her tight hugging her.
“Emma, I am sorry, perhaps I should not have done the last part, but you have so admirably earned your next two pearls. You have twenty-six of them now,” Donald says in a low voice as he takes her necklace off and puts the two new ones on it.
“Donald, if you need to be with other women, please do if you have to, but please, please, never ask or make me watch again. I don’t know if I could stand it,” Emma turns to him and says looking deep into his eyes.
And then he understands the toll he placed on her the last hour or so. How could he have done that to her? He is a fool. And her calling him Donald, instead of sir. He had to have hurt her with his wanting to push the envelope further.
“Emma, no, never again, I probably should not have taken you to that step, but you have been so open to new things, and you seemed so indifferent while it was happening, you did have me confused,” Donald says to her kindly.
“Thank you, sir. I know I should not ask for things, but it is just…” and Emma trails off unable to continue. Tears start to form in the corner of her eyes again and she curses herself for showing her emotions.
Donald pulls her to him and kisses her face over and over. She is so precious to him now. He realized that when Connie was with him earlier, and he thought Emma not caring. To know that she does so makes his heart swell. And emotion he is not accustomed to.
“Emma, tomorrow, I have arranged things for us to go to the coast for the rest of the holiday weekend. There is a beautiful beach there for us to enjoy and just relax some. We will go in the Volkswagen van. Would you enjoy that?” Donald asks her.
“Oh, sir, that would be wonderful. I have never gone away for a holiday before. I would enjoy that,” Emma gushes.
So, it is arranged, and both are happier again. But that night, Donald just holds Emma close. He did not think she would be up to them having sex yet. Which is the right thing to think.
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