“Fulfilling a promise I made to you over 600 years ago.” Becky said. She pictured his blankets tossed aside, and a moment later, he threw them off, and Ivy could see his boxers, the only thing he had on. In less than a minute, her talented tongue had worked it’s magic and she was drinking down his load as fast as he could pump it out. They all had to be restored, one each to a virgin to be Filled by the Kingring, and then to go out into the world. “All is ready for you upstairs, Master.” She glanced at Ivy and smiled, including her. Once again, the seam was invisible. “Misty, Angel, come help me change the sheets in the Master bedroom!”
All three girls fled upstairs, still clad in their lingerie. “For your first meal in this House, sir, milady, it is only proper that we serve you,” she said. “Don’t worry. Was I being more naughty than just skipping school in your dream?” she smiled, getting up.
