# Just here for the sexy bits? Chapter 17
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**Writer’s Note:**
Hey,
These chapters are mostly for story building, but there’s a bit of sexiness sprinkled throughout.
If you’re just interested in the sex, I suggest chapters 19-21. I’ll post them shortly.
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# Chapter 15
*Madison*
It isn’t terrible here. I don’t think the pill I took is going to kill me, and Marco leaves me alone. I’ve also learned more about the palace. The room code essentially manages privacy. Rooms with voyeur holes have decorative gold doorknobs. Rooms without voyeur holes — often called “private” rooms — have smooth black doorknobs. I’m still learning how to navigate through the voyeur cubby halls. All of the bedrooms are so big, they have double doors. If the doors are closed, no one can come in. If the doors are slightly ajar, people can ask to come in. If the doors are wide open, anyone can come in. The system allows for a lot of variations. For example, if you stay in a voyeur bedroom with the door closed, people can watch, but no one can disturb you. If you stay in a private room, but leave the doors wide open, anyone can come in and do what they want. They can watch in the room or participate. Or do both. I haven’t seen anyone leave the doors wide open.
Staying here has been surprisingly relaxing. When I don’t want to be around people, I wander around the palace and admire the artwork and decor. The problem is, the more I wander around, the more questions I have. I want to know who the painters are and what their paintings are about. I want to know where the sculptures came from. I want to know if there are any hidden compartments in the furniture.
The people are really nice. I think I’ve met all of the residents. Talia introduced me to Elise. She’s even sweeter than I imagined, and she seems to know more about this house than anyone else. She’s been here for almost a year. I also met two other women — Hannah and Samina. Hannah told me that she’s “goal-oriented.” I’ve never been bored with her because she has always planned something to do. Samina moved in recently. She’s hilarious and whip-smart. She also gives *special* massages, and I like them. A lot. She told me she only likes women, but she’ll watch anyone.
Elise also introduced me to the four guys who are here — Elijah, Dion, Mica, and Ronan. Nice guys. They’re attractive in different ways. Certain parts of them are just great to look at. I’ve also found that their personality quirks can be just as arousing as their butts. Talia thinks Dion is cute, but unfortunately for her, he’s gay, so we can only watch him. Ronan only likes women, but he thinks Samina is cute. Dion thinks Rowan is cute. I think everyone is cute. But there’s no major drama so far. I think we’re all trying to get the most out of this experience, as surreal as it is, so everyone tries to keep things positive.
One thing I found odd was that Talia and I are the youngest people here. Elise said you have to be at least twenty-five to say here. I thought twenty-five was, like, old? But to be honest, knowing that Marco isn’t doing anything with eighteen-year-olds makes him considerably less creepy.
Elise mentioned there are typically four female guests and four male guests. I asked about nonbinary guests. She said she hasn’t met any while she’s been here, but she suggested I ask Marco about past guests. I’m… working on it. I’ll probably have to talk to him someday. I’d at least like to meet Anais first.
Sometimes staying here is overwhelming. I’m glad I have Talia to keep me tethered to the life I have outside of the palace.
# Chapter 16
*Talia*
Miraculously, Madison has stayed with me for a month and a half. And she hasn’t had to have any sex with Marco. That’s because she’s been having sex with me.
We’ve spent a lot of our time catching up, reminiscing, hanging out with the other residents, exploring the towns near the palace, and binging Netflix. When we’re not doing those things, we’re in bed grinding our bodies against each other. Like right now.
We’re under the covers, even though it’s ten am. Madison is laying on top of me and lazily grinding her mound against mine. Her nipples tickle mine. Her nose gently presses against my neck. I feel her smooth, naked back and slowly squeeze her ass. She softly moans in my ear.
The bed is soaking wet under my ass from our sweat and juices. I don’t know how long we’ve been casually doing this. I think we woke up at eight? We’ve been lazily rolling around, with her on top, me on top, or us on our sides, in no particular order. I wouldn’t be surprised if we spent half an hour just kissing and stroking each other’s bodies. I played with her breasts. I fondled them and sucked them and licked them in as many ways as I could think. Every time I play with them, I find something new to do with them. She likes to suck my breasts deep into her mouth so I can feel her teeth around me. I like it when she nibbles on my nipples. We’ve become very familiar with eating each other out. I like to suck her folds into my mouth one at a time and lick between them. She likes it when I swirl my tongue around her clit while I finger her. I like it when she licks me with a wide, wet tongue and when she slides it inside me. She holds me down when she swirls it around the opening of my vagina and smiles when I squirm. I still haven’t gotten bored down there. There’s so much to play with.
Madison is the first woman I’ve slept with. I’m glad I’ve gotten to learn about the female body with her. Neither of us feels awkward about trying something new. If it doesn’t work or we don’t like it, we just laugh and try something else.
I had been here for three weeks before Maddy came. During that time, I was only with Marco. It was wonderful. He was patient, and kind, and attentive. Whenever we were together, I didn’t want to be anywhere else. I felt like I had everything I needed and ever would need.
I never thought I’d like rough, punishing sex. I might be a masochist. But I like degrading Marco and slapping him. Does that make me a sadist? Can I be both? I’m still learning about all of this. He’s helping me explore it. He’s never forced me to do anything. He’s only ever interested in doing what I want him to do. I think I had the guts to ask him to choke me that first time because I knew he wouldn’t actually hurt me, or… He’d only hurt me as much as I wanted him to hurt me. I knew he wouldn’t traumatize me. Every time he assaults me, he follows it with twice as much love and affection.
I wish I could tell Madison. If she knew what I let him do to me, and how much I enjoyed him doing it, maybe she’d trust him more. But she’s too cerebral. I know if I tell her that I like being hit and nearly suffocated, she’d want to know why. I don’t know why, and I don’t care that I don’t know.
The nice part about Madison’s hatred toward Marco is that I’ve gotten to experience a lot more of what the palace has to offer. We met — and slept with — the guys staying in the house. Madison hasn’t been shy about getting to know them. Surprisingly, she hasn’t been shy about getting to know anyone. I haven’t slept with any other women.
One time Elise tried to do her lingerie routine with Mica. He completely failed. He couldn’t control himself. So I had the guys watch Elise and Marco through the voyeur holes. Dion came “out of solidarity,” which nearly killed me. So sweet. Why wasn’t I born a man? The other guys got as out-of-their-minds turned on as Madison. The only difference was that they all joined me after Elise had finished. It turns out that Marco is bisexual. And Elijah. And Mica. I don’t know what I am.
Even though all of us residents have had a lot of sex, we’ve also spent a lot of time hanging out. It’s like we’re friends before anything else, and it’s been nice having friends in the house. Marco usually isn’t available to hang out. He’s almost always catering to someone.
What’s strange is that the guys haven’t told us much about Anais. They have no problems talking about gay sex and letting us watch, but they’re quiet whenever we ask about Anais. They said that they love being with her — even Dion — and that she makes them feel good. But when we asked them what they do together, they all shrugged and said, “The usual stuff.” I heard Anais will be home soon, maybe even today. I’m excited to find out what exactly they do.
For now, I have Maddy.
# Chapter 17
*Anais*
Vanessa smiles as I hastily wave goodbye to her so she can settle everything from our trip. I kick off my heels and start running toward the center of the palace. I need to find my Marco.
I only ever curse my breasts when I need to run. Their bouncing is distracting and slows me down. I hold them with one arm and make sure not to make a sound as I run. If any of the boys know I’m home, I don’t know when I’ll have time to see Marco.
A tall, handsome man runs around a corner, and my heart flips.
His eyes light up. He breathes, “Anais,” and then picks up his pace.
I can’t help but smile and giggle at his excitement, but I shush him as he takes me into his arms. When he kisses me, I feel like I can live a thousand more endless lifetimes.
We whisper “I missed you” to each other between sweet pecks. My body relaxes in his familiar, loving embrace. I don’t want to make love yet. I just want hot cocoa, a blanket, and him in front of the fire.
A third hand glides up my arm. Then I feel one on my other arm. Someone eagerly whispers my name and gently tugs.
Marco and I return to reality. Two out of the four boys have found me. I’m sure the others aren’t far behind.
I see my feelings reflected in Marco’s expression. We’ll have to wait.
The other boys find us, and I apologize to my love as they lead me to a bedroom.
They shut the door and immediately slide off my wrap dress. One kisses me, two each take a breast, and the last presses his hard erection between my buttcheeks. My knees immediately buckle from all of the sensations. I’m so overwhelmed, I have no idea who is where.
They gently but eagerly pull me to the bed. They start tearing off their clothes, and I have a moment to breathe while I crawl to the center of the bed. Just as I settle myself on my back, they’re back on me.
I yelp when Dion bites my nipple. “Too hard, sweetheart.”
He mumbles, “Sorry, I’m excited.”
Their enthusiasm both pleases and saddens me. They have to wait so long while I’m away.
I gasp when Ronan puts his mouth on my petals. Since he is uninterested in Marco, he has spent a lot of time with me, and he’s spent much of that time savoring my sweet flower. I moan as my hips tilt my sex against his mouth. His tongue traverses all of my petals. My wetness smears on his cheeks when he pulls my legs open wider and pushes his head farther between them.
Elijah crouches in front of my face and presents his hard penis. Gripping the top of the headboard to steady himself, he whispers down at me, “*Please*.”
I reward his good manners by putting his cock in my mouth. We both whine. I’ve missed having my lips around his engorged manness. I’ve missed swirling my tongue around it and sucking his salty precum off the tip. I peek up at him. He watches me smile and suck him until his chest starts to heave. He has to look away.
He gasps when a hand cups his testicles, and soon he and Dion are passionately kissing beside me.
Mica’s mouth leaves my breast and sucks on my neck. He whines when I stroke his penis by my thigh. It grows and hardens until it’s tantalizingly stiff. Even though I love Ronan’s adept mouth on my petals, my sex aches for Mica’s cock.
Mica rolls me on top of him and slides himself inside of me. I cry out and immediately shake. My sex clenches, and it clenches harder when he slowly pumps himself in and out of me. I whine and moan as I gradually melt on top of him. Though we’re surrounded by three other men, I feel intimately connected to him. He’s been here the longest out of the four. I know how he feels. I’ve missed him.
Hands massage my buttocks, and when their owner’s cock slides inside my anus, I know exactly who he is. I wail in ecstasy as Ronan syncs his rhythm with Mica’s, but only for a moment. Ronan is especially excitable. His pace quickens and he travels deeper inside of me. Soon I feel his testicles smacking my spread-open buttocks. Mica’s penis slides out of me when I prop myself on my hands and knees. My breasts sway above him, and my anus submits to Ronan’s unhinged thrusts.
Elijah gasps when Dion slides into his anus. I watch him enjoy what I’m enjoying. I watch his mouth hang open and his eyes roll into the back of his head as his body rocks in rhythm with Dion’s thrusts.
Mica grabs both of my breasts and clamps his mouth around my nipples. I cry out, and soon my eyes roll into the back of my head like Elijah’s. I feel the pressure of Ronan’s penis and Elijah’s soft, wet tongue. I hear all of their sounds — every moan, and whine, and grunt.
Ronan’s breath hitches, and he expels himself inside of me with a jerk. I open my eyes and see him laying next to us on the bed, eyes closed and body spent.
I sit up, and Mica gasps when I slide him inside of me. When I start to ride him, he shouts, “Mommy!”
# Chapter 18
*Elise*
I smile with glee. I knew it.
Anais looks like a goddess while she rides Mica. Through the voyeur hole, I see his head press into the pillow and hear him shout like she has just taken his virginity.
Madison whispers from her own voyeur hole, “Did he just say—?”
“Yep.”
This is why they wouldn’t tell us anything. Poor things. They couldn’t admit that all of their armor falls to the floor when Anais is home. Suckling. Begging. Losing all control. Ronan enjoyed her ass so much that he looked like he was going to cry.
Mica shouts out one more time and then convulses under Anais. He’s limp when she slides off him.
Dion comes inside of Elijah. They both fall on their sides onto the unkempt comforter, with Elijah closest to Anais. She takes his cock into her mouth. His mouth falls open in surprise while his body curls into her.
All of the girls are here watching through their own voyeur holes.
Hannah looks through her hole from different angles. “Can anyone see what she’s doing? I’d like to take notes.”
Samina deeply exhales. “I’d like to take her into a private room.”
Talia asks, “How’d you get them to pick this room, anyway? Since they wouldn’t tell us anything, I figured they’d go into a private room.”
I smile. “I *may* have closed all of the doors to the private rooms. They think we’re all using them.”
Madison snorts. “So you herded them in here.”
I place a hand on my heart. “I am just a humble guide.”
The girls laugh as Elijah twitches and comes in Anais’s mouth.
I notice all of the girls are glistening with sweat, so I suggest, “The boys had fun. Why don’t we have some fun?”
They all turn to me, and Hannah asks, “What… kind of fun?”
I’m not ashamed that my smile is a bit mischievous. “Let’s go find Daddy.”
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