Four Heads Are Better Than One

by dirtyuncle

Summary:

When Klein summons Reinette to pay back his debt, she decides to take care of a personal matter. It gets lonely in the spirit world, and temperance doesn't mean avoidance.

Chapter 1

Piles upon piles of gold coins stacked on a low table glimmered in the warm glow of the gas lamps. Klein sighed. Four thousand pounds was a small fortune, but he dared not delay his payment to Reinette Tinekerr any longer.

He sealed the room with a wall of spirituality and blew into his adventurer's harmonica. The flames of the gas lamps flared and became deathly pale, and a wind tore through the room, fluttering the curtains and making Klein press down his half top hat. He quickly activated his Spirit Vision.

A headless lady stepped out of the void. Tall, pale, and wearing a flowing black dress, in her delicate hands she held up four identical heads by their long blonde hair. Three scanned the room, their red eyes landing on the pile of coins, while the remaining one fixed Klein with a cold gaze.

"Ma'am, this is the first installment: a total of four thousand pounds," he said solemnly.

"Very." "Good," a pair of heads said coolly one after another, while the rest nodded.

The ruffled hem of her dress swished about her pale ankles as she glided to the table. Klein observed curiously, wondering how Miss Messenger would transport the piles of gold.

She raised one head over the coins and opened her mouth wide, flashing her white teeth. A black void appeared before her lips, and with the sound of rushing air and the clinking of metal, the coins were sucked in until none remained.

Klein's lips twitched. You should chew your food or you'll choke, he lampooned inwardly.

Reinette closed her mouth and turned his way, four pairs of red eyes staring at him in silence.

"I'll pay back the rest as soon as I can," he promised, taking off his hat and sketching a small bow.

"There's." "No." "Rush," the heads said one after another.

He exhaled silently. How fortunate that Miss Messenger was so kind.

Despite reassuring him, Reinette did not vanish into the spirit world but continued staring at him with identical unreadable expressions on all of her faces. He shifted on his feet, a little unnerved. If he wasn't already used to her cold demeanor, he might even have been frightened.

As if coming to a decision, Reinette floated closer and lifted one head so that her red eyes were level with his. Klein's breath caught, and he resisted the urge to take a step back. Were she a blood-and-flesh human, her beauty would surely turn heads.

"Was there something else?" he forced himself to ask calmly.

Her eyes locked on his. "Personal." "Matter."

Alarm bells rang in Klein's mind, but oddly enough, there was no corresponding warning from his spiritual intuition. "What kind of personal matter?" he asked, maintaining his composure.

Reinette stared at him for several seconds, then fluttered her eyelashes and closed her eyes. His eyes widened as she slowly closed the distance between them. As if mesmerized, he stood rooted on the spot until her icy lips brushed his.

Klein gasped and took a step back as his spirituality surged. He looked down at himself and took stock of his condition. It was as if his spirit body had been dragged to the surface, covering his physical body like a layer of skin!

He raised his gaze and found Reinette studying him with the same unreadable expression—only now there was a glint of emotion in her red eyes. "What did you do?"

"Synchronized." "Our." "Spiritual." "Bodies," she answered readily.

That was possible? Klein's mind reeled. Indeed, Miss Messenger was of a much higher level than he initially—

Reinette closed the distance and kissed him again, blanking his mind. Unlike before, her lips were plush and warm.

"Relax," she said with one head even as she held the kiss with the first. "You think." "Too much."

Her hand, clenched into a small fist over her hair, nudged his chest. Klein backtracked without resisting until his legs encountered the bed. At her push, he sat back heavily.

Reinette's arms drooped, lowering her heads to the hem of her long dress. Her mouths bit onto the black fabric, and she lifted her dress before planting one knee between his legs. Despite her being a spirit world creature, because of whatever she had done to his spirit body, he could feel warmth radiating off her skin.

"Why are you doing this?" he asked, his gaze alternating between the four pairs of upturned eyes.

"I miss." "Touching." "Being touched." "Embracing a man." Her voice remained as impassive as ever.

Klein was too stunned to answer. So spirit world creatures could have such desires too... Miss Messenger, you should only do that with someone you're romantically interested in, he lampooned.

As if reading his thoughts, Reinette spoke again. "A trickster." "Who is good." "At scheming." She transferred her heads into one hand and raised one to his face. "Is my type."

Klein went agape. That was a compliment, right? It might sound weird coming from him, but Miss Messenger sure had unusual tastes...

Reinette leaned in but stopped short of meeting his lips, watching him through half-lidded eyes. Maybe there's nothing wrong with enjoying myself, Klein thought as he slowly reached out to embrace her. I've been lonely for a long time too...

Reinette responded ardently, sliding her warm tongue against the seam of his mouth and urging him to open for her. Her free hand moved down his chest, deftly undoing the buttons of his shirt and baring his chest. One of her heads followed in its wake, planting slow lingering kisses and making goosebumps erupt on his skin.

"What happened to temperance?" he gasped, unable to resist the urge to lampoon.

Reinette spoke solemnly while continuing to undress him. "Temperance." "Isn't avoidance." "But moderation."

"I see." To think he would deepen his knowledge of mysticism in such a situation...

She claimed his lips as if to prevent him from asking any more questions. Klein slid his hands down the slender curves of her back, exploring her body in turn. He clasped her narrow waist, then trailed a hand up her stomach until he cupped her soft breast through the fabric of her dress.

Reinette gasped against his mouth and momentarily broke the kiss. The pupils of her red eyes were dark and wide like bottomless wells. All four of her heads looked down at the obvious tent at his crotch, and her hand reached for his belt even as she pressed her lips to his again.

He felt Reinette fumble with his belt buckle until one of her heads let out a tiny hiss and slid lower to grasp the leather with her teeth. After unbuckling his belt, she unceremoniously tugged down his trousers and underwear.

Klein swallowed and looked down, feeling suddenly vulnerable. While one of Reinette's heads hovered right before his face and another nuzzled his bare chest, the remaining two stared at his cock from inches away. Then they leaned in and kissed it from both sides.

He gasped. Reinette's eyes curved slightly, and she proceeded to kiss and lick her way along his length, watching his face for his reaction. He leaned back and braced his hands on the bed, panting. In mere seconds, the dance of her tongues had him rock-hard.

"Manly." "Virile," the heads below murmured, looking at him with upturned eyes.

She straddled his lap, grasped one head by the roots of her blonde hair, and lowered it to his throbbing cock. The head looked up at him, licked its rosy lips, and slowly parted them. Klein's breath caught.

She thrust her hand, shoving her head onto his cock and taking him inside her warm wet mouth. Klein groaned and clutched the blanket. Her eyes curved in delight, and she ran her tongue around the tip of his cock as though enjoying the taste. Another head moved in to kiss him again.

As their tongues tangled, Reinette simultaneously licked and kissed his chest, as well as swallowed his cock deeper and deeper. Not content with being only on the receiving end, he reached up to fondle her voluptuous breasts. She whimpered and trembled atop him. It was rather exciting to elicit such reactions from the cold beauty.

Her teeth clamped on his wrist, causing him to flinch in surprise. She pulled his hand down and guided it under her dress. Taking the hint, Klein ran his hand up her inner thigh and cupped her through her underwear.

A chorus of whimpers fell from Reinette's lips. She rocked her hips, grinding against his hand. Klein's cock twitched in her mouth as he felt her heat and wetness through the fabric.

Reinette caught his lower lip between her teeth and nipped gently. Two of her heads traced their lips over his collarbone and chest, while the one below bobbed up and down his cock, her hot tongue gliding against his underside.

Klein drowned in a daze of pleasure. Being kissed, licked, and sucked by four mouths at once was making him lose control in an entirely different sense.

"Ah, Reinette—"

She plunged her tongue into his mouth, sealing the remainder of the sentence. Her head between his legs sucked him harder and faster. Klein moaned against her mouth and rubbed her through her underwear, feeling her arousal soak the fabric. He could no longer resist the pleasure and didn't want to.

His body tightened as Reinette sucked him relentlessly until he groaned and erupted into her mouth, his legs shaking with the strength of his orgasm.

She hummed and continued sucking him gently as he spurted again and again. Once he was spent, she slowly drew up, licking his cock all the way as though intent on getting every last drop. Turning her red gaze up at him, she kissed his glistening tip and parted her lips to show off a mouthful of semen. Then she swallowed with relish.

"Delicious," she murmured. A different head added, a little coldly, "Quick."

Klein wanted to protest. In this world, his body was that of an inexperienced virgin. There was no way he could resist a mouth that could suck in four thousand gold coins in seconds!

The previously cold faces of the heads in Reinette's hands were faintly flushed, their lips red and puffy. They narrowed their eyes at him in sync, and he gasped as his clothes came alive and wriggled over his skin. The unbuttoned shirt flew backward and slid free, while his shoes unlaced and popped off. His trousers and underwear followed, folding neatly and landing on the nightstand.

If you could do that, was there any need to use your hands and mouth to undress me earlier? Klein lampooned. But I suppose that was more fun for both Miss Messenger and me... I have a lot to learn.

Reinette's eyes lingered appreciatively on his body as she stood and turned her back to him. Reaching back with one hand, she tugged at the intricate lacing of her dress to loosen it. Then she raised her heads high in each hand. Before Klein's bemused gaze, her mouths bit the fabric at the shoulders and slid it down her pale back.

She wiggled the dress down her shapely hips, allowing it to fall to the floor in a pool of black, then stepped out of it and turned around. Klein swallowed. Her skin was porcelain white and smooth, her breasts large and full, topped with rosy nipples, her waist narrow, and her legs long and graceful. The only garment on her willowy body was a pair of black lace panties.

"Lay." "Back."

He didn't dare talk back and slumped on the soft bed. Reinette glided on beside him, her legs not depressing the mattress. Her eyes focused hungrily on his cock, and she transferred her heads into one hand and lowered them to his crotch so that loose strands of her silky hair fell over his thighs, tickling his skin.

He jerked as multiple tongues laved his sensitive flesh. It appeared sucking him dry once wasn't enough for this lustful creature. "I can't so soon," he gasped out.

Reinette's brows furrowed slightly. "No time." "The spiritual connection." "Won't last."

She turned around, swung her leg over his chest, and backed into him until her ass hovered above his face. Klein stared. Then she sat down, smothering him with the wet fabric of her panties and making him let out a muffled noise.

"I read." "Men." "Get excited." "By this." Reinette let up, allowing him a breath.

Where do you even get that sort of reading material in the spirit world? Klein lampooned. Is that what you need those precious gold coins for?

His train of thought was derailed as her tongues renewed their assault, one teasing his balls, and the rest licking his shaft from every angle. Reinette's panty-clad crotch hovered tantalizingly inches above, her feminine scent filling his nose.

He reached up to stroke her through the fabric and was pleased when she gasped and trembled. Slipping a finger under the edge of her panties, he tugged them aside. Her pink folds glistened with arousal, tempting him.

Klein raised his head and ran his tongue along her folds. Reinette let out a chorus of sweet whimpers and lowered herself onto his mouth. He lapped at her outer folds before delving his tongue inside to savor her taste.

His cock twitched, stiffening quickly. He gave a muffled groan as Reinette enveloped him in her warm mouth and bobbed her head several times. Before he could get too excited, she let him out of her mouth with a wet pop and rose off his face.

"Help me." "Out." "Of these," she said, swaying her ass at him.

Licking her taste off his lips, Klein reached for her panties. As he hooked his fingers under the waistband, Reinette floated up and wiggled free of them. She faced him and straddled his thighs, feeling entirely solid despite her apparent weightlessness. There was a neat tuft of blonde hair above her glistening cleft.

Her heads, all held in one hand, had a charmingly smug expression as they looked down at his erection. She used her free hand to trail a finger up his length, causing him to shiver, and the corners of her four lips quirked up. She rose to her knees and gripped his cock to guide him inside.

Klein tilted his head forward, breathless with anticipation. His cock twitched in her hand as it brushed her wetness, harder than ever. Then she sank down on him, engulfing him in her wet heat. Her eyes fluttered shut as a quivering moan escaped her lips. He dropped back to the bed with a groan. So tight and wet.

Reinette took him all the way in and shifted as though getting used to him. Bracing a hand against his stomach, she extended her heads toward him. Two lay on the blanket at his sides, another rested on his chest, and the last was suspended over his face, her blonde hair falling like a curtain and filling the air with the scent of night flowers.

She gave him a lingering kiss. "You." "Taste." "Like me."

Klein brushed back a loose strand of her hair and cupped her cheek. "You're delicious."

Reinette closed her eyes and kissed him deeply even as she rocked her hips. He moaned into her mouth. The head on his chest nuzzled his skin, while the two at his sides teased his ears. It felt like he was enveloped entirely by her.

Her warm tongue flicked his left ear. On the right, her mouth nibbled on his earlobe. Lower, she found his nipple and swirled it with her tongue. All the while she rolled her hips in a maddening rhythm, the fingers of her hand digging into his stomach.

Klein reached up blindly until he found her swaying breasts. He cupped and kneaded them, enjoying her little gasps. Feeling her pebbled nipples drag against his skin, he circled them with his thumbs.

Reinette whimpered and clenched around him. He moaned, his hands tightening on her soft breasts as he was nearly undone right there.

"Not." "Yet," she breathed into his ears one after another.

Klein's pupils constricted, and he employed his powers as a Clown to selectively flex his muscles and hold on. He didn't need a warning from his spirituality to tell that Miss Messenger would be upset if he came too early for her liking. This was a battle!

He played with her breasts, rubbing and pulling her nipples. Reinette rode him faster, her mouths whimpering into his ears in an erotic duet and testing the limits of his restraint. The world shrank to the taste of her lips, her teasing tongues on his skin, her hot wetness, their shared pleasure.

He was already hanging on by a thread when she raised her hand from his stomach and leaned back. Changing her angle, she rode him with sharp thrusts of her hips even as her hand found his tightening balls and cupped them. Klein gritted his teeth as he knew he couldn't hold on much longer.

Reinette rode him faster and faster, clenching with each roll of her hips. Her fingers fondled his balls, urging him to release inside her. Her moans rose in volume and pitch until her face twisted and her mouths joined in a desperate cry. She arched and clamped down on him like a vise.

Klein added a guttural groan to the chorus as he exploded inside her, any semblance of control shattered. As her body quaked in ecstasy, she contracted fiercely around him, milking him for everything he had.

His orgasm seemed to last for minutes, leaving him limp and utterly spent. While he panted for breath, Reinette's eyes fluttered open, and she smiled languidly. He admired her face, having never seen her truly smile before.

Reinette planted a kiss on his lips and lifted her heads. Her faces were glowing, more animated and alive than he had ever seen, and he wondered if the reason he felt so drained was that Miss Messenger had taken some of his spirituality too. She was no Demoness, but who knew what strange and mysterious powers a spirit creature of her level possessed?

"It's." "Time." Reinette floated off him and to where she had discarded her dress.

Klein propped himself on an elbow, frowned, and flexed his fingers thoughtfully. He had been so blissed out that he hadn't noticed his spiritual body tremble and slowly retreat below the surface of his skin. Sitting up, he watched lazily as Reinette slipped into her dress.

"Tie." "It." "For." "Me?" her heads said, peeking from behind her.

He sprang to his feet and tightened the crisscross lacing in the back of her elaborate dress. The material was cool and insubstantial, as if it would slip through his fingers at any moment.

Reinette turned around with a swish of her dress and pecked him on the lips, her touch once again cold and immaterial. "Thank." "You." Her form began to fade.

Klein opened his mouth, then closed it and rushed back to the bed to pick up her black panties. "Wait, you forgot—"

Reinette spoke as her form faded into nothingness. "I will." "Be back." "For them..."

Klein lowered the hand he had extended and sighed with a wry smile. Miss Messenger is quite a schemer herself.

Chapter 2

The hotel stood at a crossroads in West Borough, three stories high and with an ornate facade. Klein entered and spoke briefly to the young lady at the front desk before making his way up the stairs. In the inner pocket of his suit lay a letter from Reinette Tinekerr he had found in his bedroom a few days earlier, setting up a meeting here.

He chuckled as he imagined her attempting to reserve a room by speaking to the receptionist with her four heads. If she could see her, the poor lady at the front desk would probably faint on the spot. Miss Messenger must have had a helper, someone who could summon her from the spirit world... But he had only taught the ritual to a select few people, and they had little reason to call her for matters other than delivering a message. It was perplexing.

Of course, he had already divined that there was no danger in meeting Reinette today. As for finding her helper, he decided to just ask her instead of prying with divination. He trusted her well enough.

His heart beat faster as he approached the room she had mentioned in the letter. Just remembering their last meeting was enough to make his body react. Raising his knuckles, he knocked on the door.

An impassive voice drifted through from the other side. "Come." "In."

Klein smiled and pressed down on the bronze door handle. This time he came prepared. He even wore his finest suit and put on expensive perfume. Whatever Miss Messenger had in store for him, she couldn't surprise—

He entered the room, only to halt in his tracks. Intricate wallpaper adorned the walls, and the floor was covered with a soft carpet. In the middle of the room stood a high-backed chair on which sat Miss Sharron. She was entirely naked, her arms bent above her shoulders and tied to the chair's backrest with a black ribbon. Reinette Tinekerr, wearing her gorgeous black dress, stood beside her, two of her heads nuzzling Sharron's perky breasts while another teased her ear. Upon seeing Klein, Sharron's blue eyes widened, and she pressed her legs together.

Reinette's last head faced Klein. "Welcome."

He was so shocked that it took a few seconds for him to remember to close the door. He took off his half top hat and considered the salacious scene before him. "Pardon me, but I didn't expect to see you here today," he said, directing his gaze at Sharron.

Miss Bodyguard met his eyes briefly before averting her gaze. "I asked Teacher for help in mastering temperance. She said I needed to experience this kind of pleasure too, or I wouldn't be able to resist if I'm assaulted by someone from the Demoness pathway..."

Teacher? Thoughts raced in Klein's mind as he looked from one blonde beauty to the other. He felt as if a few loose puzzle pieces suddenly slotted into place.

A slight blush tinged Sharron's pale cheeks as she continued to speak. "It sounded strange but Teacher is very knowledgeable in these matters... She said she knew just the right training method, so I agreed."

Klein exhaled silently, relieved that he wouldn't have to rescue Sharron from Miss Messenger's clutches. He didn't think much of his chances in that confrontation.

Reinette interjected, "When I said." "You were the helper." "Sharron blushed." "Like a schoolgirl."

The air in the room chilled as Sharron narrowed her eyes. "Teacher!"

"Punishment." "For raising." "Your voice." Reinette's heads sucked on her nipples.

Sharron squirmed atop the chair, tugging at the ribbon binding her wrists. Klein watched, wide-eyed.

"Why is Miss Sharron tied up?" he asked.

Reinette appeared somewhat proud. "I read." "Men." "Get excited." "By this."

Seriously, where did you learn this sort of forbidden knowledge? Klein shook his head with a smile. "So, how can I help?"

Reinette sent him a look suggesting it was a stupid question. His clothes suddenly came alive, buttons popping open and belt slithering off his trousers like a snake. My finest suit... Please be gentle, Klein lampooned as he was forcefully undressed.

Within seconds, his clothes were neatly folded and draped over a nightstand by a large bed, and he was left naked. Reinette paused her punishment, and both beauties looked him over. Klein shifted on his feet, a little self-conscious about being stared at by five sets of eyes. After watching that spectacle, he was already erect.

Resisting the urge to cover up, he approached the ladies. Sharron's long blonde hair fell to her perky breasts, her pink nipples hard from her teacher's teasing, chest heaving slightly. She was slimmer than Reinette and a little shorter, her skin just as pale and fair.

Reinette threw one head his way, causing him to freeze. It came to a halt before his face, then gently closed the remaining distance and brushed his lips. Klein shivered as his spiritual body was dragged out to the forefront. Now that I'm experiencing it again, it's a really interesting ability...

Reinette pried her disciple's white thighs apart, and Klein saw that she was shaved completely smooth. Sharron bit her lip and didn't resist. Reinette then slid her hand to her exposed cleft and spread her with two fingers. She was pink and glistening wet.

"Make." "Her." "A woman."

Klein's cock twitched at the sight, and he stepped closer. Sharron stared at his cock, gulped, then looked up at his face.

"If it's with you..." She averted her gaze and spread her legs wider.

Seeing the cold and unapproachable Miss Bodyguard in this state filled Klein with a strange urge to tease her. Hiding his smile, he crouched before the chair and slipped his hands under her knees to lift her legs and spread them wide.

"Ah," Sharron breathed as she opened up like a flower.

Klein admired her for a few moments, then leaned in slowly. Sharron tensed as she watched him. He turned left and planted a light, feathery kiss on her inner thigh. Her skin felt warm and smooth under his lips. She quivered as he kissed his way toward her center.

Just before Klein reached the place between her legs, he switched to her other thigh and restarted his journey from just above her knee. Sharron's little noise of frustration was the best reward he could have hoped for.

"First Teacher, and now you," she murmured. "Why are you teasing me so much?"

Klein looked up to meet her blue eyes and said innocently, "I'm just helping you strengthen your willpower like you wanted."

Reinette nodded. "Excellent."

"You two are evil," Sharron moaned.

A smile curved Klein's lips as he kissed his way along her thigh, feeling her tense again as he approached her center. There he paused, inhaled her scent, and rose higher to plant kisses over her smooth stomach.

Sharron's frustrated growl was louder this time. He worshipped every inch of her belly with his lips before he finally made his way down. She shivered under his breath, dripping wet and craving to be touched.

Klein kissed her clit, looking up at her face as he did. Sharron jerked at the contact. Smiling, he moved lower. He ran the tip of his tongue between her outer and inner folds, then licked around her opening, enjoying the way she trembled under him.

With his lips wet with her arousal, he returned to press another kiss to her clit. Sharron gasped, only to groan when he moved down again. This time he delved his tongue inside and relished her intoxicating taste.

He continued teasing, spreading her wetness over her sex, until she was reduced to a panting, whimpering mess. When he next returned to kiss her clit, she arched at him.

"Please..." she moaned.

Klein smirked and licked his finger before easing it inside her. She was hot and sopping wet, making his cock throb eagerly. He parted his lips and licked her clit.

Sharron whimpered and shuddered, clenching around his finger. He lapped at her most sensitive spot in a steady rhythm, giving it all the loving attention he had previously denied. At the same time, he eased his finger in and out of her in slow, sensuous strokes.

Sharron's whimpers grew breathless as she writhed under his tongue. Her slender body tensed before she moaned and squeezed his head between her thighs in a crushing grip. She shuddered again and again, drenching him with the evidence of her pleasure.

Klein held his tongue against her until she rode out her orgasm and her thighs loosened. He stood and licked his finger, looking down in satisfaction. Sharron panted, her face flushed and her blue eyes hazy.

"You're." "Good," Reinette said.

He grinned wryly. Indeed, a resourceful magician could even defeat someone of a higher Sequence!

"Proceed," Reinette said.

He stepped up to the chair, his rock-hard cock bobbing in the air. Sharron's eyes focused on him, and she exhaled, hooking her ankles behind his waist and tugging him toward her.

"Come," she said huskily.

Klein took his cock in hand and slid it up and down her cleft. Sharron looked down, shivering in anticipation. Her wetness trickled down her crack and onto the chair below.

He entered her hot, wet depths, gasping at how good she felt. Sharron inhaled sharply and bit her lip, clenching around the intrusion. Once she relaxed, she looked up at him and tightened her legs around his waist, pulling him deeper.

Klein took hold of her narrow waist and eased all the way inside, breathless as her incredible tightness molded around him. He drew back slightly and began to thrust in slow, deep strokes. She was tight and hot and perfect.

Sharron moaned, looking up at him with glimmering blue eyes. He bent down to kiss her, and she closed her eyes and melded her lips to his.

As if not wanting to be left out, Reinette squeezed in between them and wrapped two pairs of lips around Sharron's nipples. Sharron gasped against his mouth and clenched around him. He groaned. Reinette's remaining heads simultaneously watched their faces and the place where their bodies were joined with rapt attention.

Moans fell from Sharron's lips, her eyes half-closed and her chest heaving. Klein panted for air as he kept up his pace, his balls tightening. The pleasure of plunging inside her slippery heat over and over was melting his brain.

Reinette considered him, then slid her hand to Sharron's clit and rubbed it in little circles. Sharron's eyes flew wide open with a loud moan before closing again, her inner walls quivering around him.

"Oh... Teacher, I can't... oh, yes..."

Grunting, Klein tightened his grip on her waist and thrust harder, no longer able to hold back. Reinette sucked her nipples as she rubbed her clit. Sharron's breaths came in ragged gasps, and she yanked at her bindings, tossing her head side to side. Then she arched off the chair with a scream and locked her legs around his waist, clamping down on him hard.

Sheathed to the hilt, he spilled inside Sharron with a cry of her name. Her body shook as she clutched him tight, convulsing around his length. He emptied himself inside her until he practically collapsed atop her.

One last shudder rocked through her body, and her legs dropped limply from around his waist. Klein kissed her panting mouth and straightened up.

With a toss of Reinette's hand, two of her heads descended upon him and lapped at his sensitive flesh. Klein groaned as she licked him from the root to the tip. Once she cleaned every inch of him, her brow furrowed in dissatisfaction as if she hadn't had enough. She turned to her bound disciple.

Sharron looked up and froze when Reinette lowered her head between her legs.

"What—"

Her question ended in a squeak as Reinette shoved her head forward and buried her tongue inside her. She squirmed and pulled at the ribbon tying her arms.

"Teacher, I just came..."

"This much." "Is fine." "Endure."

Klein's mouth hung agape at the sight. No matter how much Sharron writhed and gasped, she couldn't resist as her teacher strove to suck out every drop of semen he had given her. He sat down on the bed to catch his breath, his eyes glued to the spectacle.

Finally, Reinette relented and pulled away. Lifting her head level with Sharron's face, she opened her mouth to show what she had snatched.

"Your." "Share," said the other heads.

Sharron opened her mouth as if to say she didn't want it, then closed it again. She glanced toward Klein, then back at her teacher. Closing her eyes, she parted her lips. Reinette leaned in and kissed her deeply, sharing her prize.

Klein watched breathlessly as the two entangled their tongues and shared his semen as though it were a delicacy. What a lewd teacher-disciple pair... Maybe it's true that the quiet ones are the kinkiest.

The ladies pulled apart, a string of fluid connecting their lips, and looked into each other's eyes as if talking without words. Reinette cast her gaze at Sharron's bound arms, and the ribbon unraveled. Sighing in relief, Sharron brought her arms forward and rubbed her wrists.

"Assist me," Reinette said, indicating Klein with her eyes. "I'll teach you." "How to." "Attack."

Sharron rose to her feet, and both ladies glided toward Klein. Their movements were slow and deliberate, like those of hunters approaching cornered prey. He smiled, amused by the thought. Indeed, even if he wanted to escape, these two could probably chase him down to the ends of the world.

Reinette's ruffled dress swished as she perched down on the bed at his side. She lowered her head to his crotch and took his limp cock into her mouth. Her warm tongue circled the sensitive tip before she bobbed up and down. Klein hissed, his fingers clutching the silken blanket. Sharron watched intently.

"See?" Reinette said, letting him out of her mouth. "Now." "You."

Sharron nodded and knelt between his legs. She glanced up at his face, brushed back her blonde hair behind her ear, and took his stiffening cock into her mouth. Wrapping her lips around his shaft, she slowly moved back and forth. Klein exhaled and sank his fingers into her hair, causing her to pause for a moment before she resumed her gentle motions. Her mouth was warm and wet, and her tongue constantly explored his shaft.

"Enough," Reinette said after a while. "Well." "Done."

Sharron let go of his cock with a soft pop and stared as it bobbed before her face, erect once more.

"Another good way." "To get him excited." "Is to sit." "On his face," Reinette lectured.

Sharron nodded seriously. "I see."

I can't even deny it... That technique really is effective, Klein lampooned inwardly.

"My." "Turn." Reinette stood before him and reached behind for the lacing of her dress.

"Allow me," Klein said, springing to his feet.

Reinette stared at him, then turned around without a word. He loosened the lacing in the back of her dress, then slid the fine fabric off her slender shoulders and down her voluptuous body. Underneath she only wore a pair of red lace-trimmed panties.

He turned her around and knelt before her. Looking up to meet her red eyes, he bit into the waistband of her panties and dragged them down. A string of her wetness stretched from her cleft to the fabric. Reinette's eyes widened slightly as she stared at him.

Letting the undergarment fall to her ankles, Klein trailed his lips up her leg. He pressed his lips to her sex, making Reinette shiver, then made his way up her belly. He kissed a pair of her lips when one of her heads came over to meet him, journeyed higher to worship her large soft breasts, then kissed another pair of her plush lips.

Bending down, he scooped Reinette up in his arms. Her four pairs of eyes looked at him in question.

"Excuse my impertinence, but allow me to take the lead in this dance," Klein said, feeling like he had just delivered a line worthy of his etiquette teacher.

He could've sworn Reinette's pale cheeks colored slightly. "Do." "As." "You." "Please."

Excited, Klein brought her to the bed and laid her down on her side. Her four heads splayed on the silken blanket around her. Clambering on, he lifted her top leg and straddled her bottom one. Reinette raised her leg until it rested on his shoulder, opening up for him. He inched forward on his knees until he could enter her sideways.

Reinette's body tensed when the tip of his cock brushed her wetness, her heads biting their lips as they stared at him from every angle. He hugged her limber leg and slipped inside her.

Her wet heat engulfed him, and he groaned, drowning out her chorus of gasps. Reinette flicked her wrist, sending one head up to his face. She kissed him hungrily as he began to ease in and out of her.

Klein felt movement behind him as Sharron got onto the bed. She watched the two of them in silence, then lay down before her teacher. Cupping her large breast, she bent down and spiraled her tongue toward her rosy nipple.

"Sharron?" Reinette asked.

Sharron briefly raised her mouth off her breast. "Payback."

"Cheeky." "Disciple." Narrowing her eyes, she sent two of her heads to suckle Sharron's perky breasts.

Gasping, Sharron took her teacher's nipple into her mouth and kneaded her other breast with her hand. Reinette's heads licked and kissed Sharron's breasts in turn. The one above peppered kisses down Klein's jaw and neck, whimpering each time he thrust into her. Her insides clutched his hard length with each stroke, pulling him deeper.

Sharron whimpered and arched as her teacher wrapped her lips around her nipples. Not to be outdone, she slid her hand between Reinette's legs and found her clit.

A chorus of moans rang out as Reinette clenched around him. Klein quickened his thrusts. Sheathing himself deep inside Reinette while watching her and Sharron compete over who would make the other feel better was heaven.

All four pairs of Reinette's eyes were half-closed, the heads sucking on Sharron's breasts giving muffled noises while the other two moaned openly. Sensing victory, Sharron redoubled her efforts, nipping gently at her teacher's nipple while her delicate fingers danced over her clit.

Reinette tightened more and more around Klein's aching cock, driving him mad. He hugged her leg tighter, bottoming out inside her with every thrust, her wetness trickling down his balls.

Her willowy body tensed like a bow, and her red eyes rolled back in her heads. A chorus of high-pitched moans echoed in the room as she quaked around his cock. This sent Klein over the edge, and he slammed deep into her and erupted.

They shuddered together in waves of ecstasy, her insides spasming around him as he released inside her deepest place. After he was spent, he stayed inside until the last shudders of her orgasm rippled through her.

Reinette's eyes fluttered open, and she gave him a languid smile that he wished he could see more often. He pulled away and slid her leg off his shoulder, letting her lay down more comfortably.

Reinette glanced at Sharron, who looked back without saying anything. Then both of them turned their gazes at him, one pair of blue eyes and four of red, and patted the bed between them.

Smiling wearily, Klein took the invitation and lay down between the two naked beauties. He felt utterly wrung out but also utterly satisfied.

Reinette raised her head and kissed him on the lips, as gentle now as she had been passionate. Klein kissed her back until he felt Sharron shift at his side. Pouting slightly, she squeezed in between them and mashed her lips to his.

Reinette allowed her a few moments before nudging her out of the way. The ladies paused and narrowed their eyes at each other. Then some unspoken communication seemed to pass between them, and they closed their eyes and leaned in at the same time, connecting their lips in a slightly awkward but tender three-way kiss.

Klein smiled up at them as they pulled apart. The ladies snuggled into his sides. Reinette rested her heads in the crook of his neck and on his arm, while Sharron traced the sweaty muscles of his chest with her cool palm.

Feeling his spiritual body fluctuate, he muttered, "I guess it's nearly time."

"If your." "Spirituality increases." "You can." "Go longer."

"If you need help with advancing, you can write me," Sharron said, looking strangely motivated.

"Even if I increase my spirituality a lot, there's two of you now," Klein said with a chuckle. "This calculation just doesn't work."

Reinette shook her heads. "Sharron's training." "Is over." "Next time." "I'll visit alone."

Sharron lifted her head. "Why are you visiting him, Teacher?"

"Personal." "Matter."

Sharron frowned and slung her cool leg over him possessively. "I have a personal matter with him too."

All four pairs of Reinette's eyes stared at her, and Klein shivered as the temperature in the room dropped. Sharron trembled a little but jutted out her chin and didn't back down. Klein wondered whether he should intercede before the bed turned into a battlefield.

"Shall." "We." "Cooperate?" Reinette said at last.

Sharron nodded. "Alright."

The two settled down at his sides again. No one even asked for my opinion, Klein lampooned with a grin as he hugged the cool beauties. Was this some weird Law of Convergence that attracted ladies of the Chained pathway to him?