Sheamus awoke to whispers. He wasn't sure what time it was but he felt as though he'd slept a long time. The plush leather couch was so much more comfortable than the bed and he could lie on his side, which he preferred.
"Hey sleepy," Misty was smiling down at him. "You slept like 4 hours." She handed him a bottled water. He sat up, stretched and took the water. After gulping several sips, his head cleared and he saw Ellen sitting across the room on the carpeted floor. She was watching intently, Taser by her hand. Misty turned towards Ellen and crawled away seductively, purposely trying to turn him on. When Misty reached her, Ellen pulled Misty close and kissed her gently on the lips. Misty straddled Ellen, the bottom of her curvy thighs on top of Ellen's muscular ones. The girls continued kissing and Ellen slipped her hands under Misty's ass, rubbing and grabbing at her flesh. She began licking between Misty's breasts and pulling at her tank top to expose them.
"Mm, I love that," Misty said breathing heavily. She pulled her tank top over her head. She was wearing no bra. Ellen began to kiss and suck at Misty's full breasts.
"Lay back," Ellen whispered. Misty got off of Ellen and lay back on the floor stretching her arms above her head. Ellen quickly grabbed Misty's arms to pull her closer. Sheamus noticed there was a piece of tape across the floor. "The chain," he thought, "She marked the length of the chain. Smart."
Ellen looked up from Misty's body to look at Sheamus. He was definitely enjoying the show. She smiled a coy smile and slid down Misty's body to remove her bikini bottom. She spread Misty's tanned thighs and began to gently lick her clit. Misty moaned and squirmed. Ellen continued pleasing her girlfriend feeling Misty's wetness surround her tongue.
Ellen did care about Misty and was turned on by her even though Misty could be dense. She forgot about everything as she lapped up Misty's juices. Misty rolled her hips. Suddenly Misty jerked to a stop. "Mmmmmmmmmmmm," Misty made a muffled sound and started pushing Ellen's head away with force.
"What the hell, Mi …" Ellen was jolted when she raised up and was face to face with Sheamus. His hand was covering Misty's mouth. Ellen instantly reached behind herself for the Taser. When she whirled back around Sheamus had Misty's Taser right in her face. "Go ahead, go ahead and do it, love. I wonder who will wake up first?" Sheamus stared her down. They looked to be at a stalemate.
She continued holding it, aiming it. She finally spoke, "How did you get it off?" She shook her head in disbelief.
"I didn't. It's still on." She looked past him and saw the ankle cuff and length of chain. "You fucked up. Your only accounted for ta length of chain. You forgot to add six-feet, four-inches to it," his eyes twinkled as he dropped the knowledge. It crossed Ellen's mind that he sounded like he was cutting a promo. She was furious with herself. She'd worked so hard to plan this and she didn't account for his height! She measured the chain length only. She was snapped back to reality when Sheamus grabbed her hair. She yelped and almost fired the Taser. "Put it down," he coaxed. "Put it down and I'll put mine down. What would knocking you out do for me? I'm still fucking trapped." She agreed and they both eased the stun guns to the floor and let them go and pushed them away. "Now why don't you go back to what you were doing," he said, nodding at Misty's naked body. Ellen looked at him, stunned. He wanted to continue watching her please Misty. "Do it," he said softly.
He slowly removed his hand from Misty's mouth and she breathed in deeply. Ellen leaned back down to Misty and with a final glance at Sheamus, started licking her clit again. "Mmmm," Misty made that muffled sound again and Ellen jerked her head up. Instead of moaning into his hand, Misty was moaning into the mouth of Sheamus as he kissed her deeply. Ellen watched as their tongues touched lightly in mid-air and then disappeared as their lips came together again. Being a voyeur watching this amazing kiss turned Ellen on immensely. Then Sheamus pulled Misty across the tape on the floor and left Ellen alone. He moved in between Misty's spread thighs and positioned his rigid cock to slide into her. She was very lubed and he gave her all of it in one thrust. "Fuck!" yelled Misty grabbing the carpet in her fingers. "Oh fuck, oh fuck," she then whispered as he begin pumping his hips faster. Propped on his elbows, Sheamus fucked Misty hard and was startled when he felt hands on his back. Ellen had come up behind him and was rubbing her hands down his back, placing kisses on his pale skin. He expected to be Taser'd. This was much better.
Misty was already close to getting off when Ellen was going down on her. It took her minutes to go over the edge. She panted and moaned and came hard. Sheamus pulled out of her without cumming. He took Ellen's arm and pulled her around from behind him. He leaned down and kissed Misty hard on the mouth and then got up and walked to the couch still holding Ellen's arm. He sat down and pulled her on top of him. Misty slid up beside them and began touching and feeling his chest and arms. Ellen leaned in to kiss him and he kissed her back, his tongue swirling all around hers. His hands were in her hair, gently tugging as he rubbed his stiff dick against her bikini bottom. Misty reached out and untied her friend's bikini and slid it off. Ellen raised up and guided the head of his cock to her entrance. She'd become wet watching him fuck Misty and she wanted some now. She lowered herself inch by inch and settled on his dick.
He moaned when he was completely inside her and she started moving up and down. She was riding him slowly and loving the sensation. He said, "I want it faster," and suddenly stood up still inside of her and flipped her on her back. She landed on the soft leather and he began to thrust again. She closed her eyes and moaned as he pumped fast and hard. As he slammed into her, he thought of the plotting and the drugging and how she'd stolen him from his life. He thrust harder. "You're hurting me," Ellen yelped.
"I don't care," he didn't even look down but continued fucking her hard and rough. "You used me, I use you." But he did care and looked at her to make sure she wasn't honestly in pain. She was breathing hard and grinding up against him. "You like it when you can't control it?" He was close to her ear, speaking low, sexy in his thick Irish accent. She didn't answer but made a big show of getting off. "Seems like a yes," he said and he let out a groan as he thrust to an orgasm. He lay his head beside hers, panting. "Fuck." He shifted to let her up and she scurried away to join Misty by the door. He looked at the ankle cuff and then to them. "You've got to be fuckin' w'th me."
"Is that why you fucked us? To get away?" Ellen teased with a coy wink. The girls picked up their stun guns and left the room without unlocking the cuff. He sat on the couch covered in sweat and sex and watched them go. "What a bunch of shite," he growled looking at the chain.