The girl slid off his organ and fell onto the floor on her back.
"Pinky!" the girl in yellow cried. She dropped to her knees at the pink girl's side and took the ribbons from her wrist. The girl in blue lifted the pink girl's pale hand to her lips and kissed it.
"Are you there?" the girl in blue asked.
Pinky opened her eyes and raised her head. "He got me." She gave a pitiful fake cough like a child trying to get out of school for the day.
"In the heart?" the yellow girl asked, her eyes wide with wonder and concern.
"Is my heart between my legs?" the girl, Pinky, asked.
The girls shook their heads.
"Then that's not where he got me!" cried Pinky.
They all laughed again-even Pinky, who was attempting to play dead.
"Baby Blue … " Pinky said through barely parted lips. Her arm lay over her eyes.
"Yes, Pinky?" Baby Blue asked.
"Avenge me … " Pinky said. Her arm fell to the floor and she was gone … for three seconds, until she giggled again.
"I'll get him," Baby Blue said, standing up. "He'll never see me coming."
"Why not?" said the girl in yellow. "Or are you planning on covering his eyes when you come?"
Malcolm crouched behind his throne, pretending to cower as the nymphs plotted their revenge. His dark eyes shifted left and right like he was waiting for an imminent incoming attack from enemies unknown.
"You go left," the girl in yellow said to Mona. "I'll go right. If he tries to run from Baby Blue, one of us can catch him."
"What do we do with him when we catch him?" Mona asked.
The yellow-gowned nymph shook her head. "I haven't thought that far ahead. Let's just get him. One, two, three!"
The three of them raced to the throne.
Mona couldn't wait to get her hands on Malcolm, but he was too fast for her-he spun out of her grasp. He was nearly caught by Baby Blue, but he feinted to the right. Just as the girl in yellow was about to catch him with her ribbon, he clasped her wrist and scooped her up into his arms.
"Oh no!" Baby Blue cried. "He's captured Sunshine!"
"That's impressive," Pinky said from the floor.
"Because she's so fast?" Baby Blue asked.
"Because it's the middle of the night!"
Baby Blue laughed so hard, Mona had to hold her up. Meanwhile, Malcolm had Sunshine, the girl in the yellow dress, on his lap in the throne again. As she wiggled and struggled, he ripped her dress down to her waist-if Mona had to guess, she'd say the wiggling and the struggling did more harm than good. It certainly made it easier for Malcolm to rip her dress, which may or may not have been Sunshine's plan all along. Malcolm pulled her bare back against his naked chest and groped her breasts as he bounced her on his knee.
"Should we try to rescue her?" Baby Blue asked Mona.
"Don't try anything," Sunshine said, her voice quavering as Malcolm bounced her. "You'll only make it worse for me."
"I think she likes it right where she is," Mona whispered.
"She does," Baby Blue whispered back. "But he doesn't need to know that."
Malcolm tore the rest of Sunshine's gown from her body. The gauzy fabric ripped like paper and gathered at his feet like an offering of gold. He lifted Sunshine by her waist, and when he brought her down again it was to impale her on his cock. She took it all at once, her back arching and head tipping backward. Malcolm put his hand on her neck and whispered into her ear.
"What do you think he's saying?" Mona asked Baby Blue.
"Probably something very important," Baby Blue said. Then she giggled again and pulled naked Pinky off the floor and to her feet. While Malcolm dallied with Sunshine in his lap, the three of them would dance. The trio joined hands and spun in circles round the throne. Then they formed a conga line for a few minutes. All the while Malcolm bounced his captive nymph up and down on his lap-lifting her slight weight, holding her in the air and then sliding her down again, impaling her once more and again.
"Let me go!" Sunshine cried. "I demand you set me free!"
"Never!" Malcolm said, all satyr now, his legs hairy as a pelt, his ears pointed as knives.
"Never ever?" Sunshine asked as Malcolm nibbled her neck.
"Not until you come," he said.
She nodded sagely. "Well, I better do that then," she said. He bounced her harder on his lap, making her breasts jiggle and her hair fly here and there. Malcolm fucked her from underneath, bending his hips into hers and sliding her up and down the length of his cock. Finally, his head fell back and he came a foot out of the chair with Sunshine still attached to him, her hips in his grasp as she came and he came and their cries of pleasure mingled into one.