She grinned triumphantly at Mandy. Mandy broke a soft smile too.

"Autoeroticism," she said softly. For a moment, Flora looked confused at the non-sequitur, then a kind of comprehension dawned, and finally she took on a look of intense relief. She sagged backwards against Jason as a powerful spasm shook her body, than another. At first she remained silent. Then, as another orgasm overtook her, she let out the first of many long sighs and moans.

"Ahhh, God. I. Don't. Be. Lieve. It. Uh! Uh! Uh! So. So. Gooooood. Oh, Mandy. Oh, Jase, aaahhhnnngggg."

Mandy looked up from her watch. Flora had come almost continuously for more than a minute before she was finished.

- -

"I feel icky," said Flora, suddenly realizing she had fallen asleep. They had adjourned to the bed to let her rest, Flora lying on her back, flanked left and right by Mandy and Jason, who had cuddled and stroked her while she recovered. Little after-shocks were still trembling through her tummy. Apparently they too had fallen asleep. Jason stirred next to her as she continued talking to the ceiling. "But I have to admit- that was the longest and bestest orgasm I have ever had. I think. It's hard to remember what something felt like after a long time." She nudged Mandy gently. Mandy started as if unaware she had dozed off.

"It certainly was fun to watch," Jason said.

"Mmmm. Thank you Mistress."

Mandy smiled smugly into Flora's shoulder. "You're welcome. So, when's the dealers room open? I want to see what Ellen Shipper has to offer this year. Among others."

Jason stretched lazily toward the dresser, trying to reach the convention schedule without falling out of bed. He barely made it. "Lessee, art show opens at three. here it is- Dealers Room. Five to eight tonight, ten to six tomorrow and Sunday." He glanced at his watch. It's four now, we've got some time to kill."

"Good! Flora. it's time for show and tell."

"You first."

"Hah! Uppity slave. You've already seen- well, FELT, what I bought for you. At least, part of it. It's your turn."

"Okay." Flora did the same stretching routine Jason had, trying to reach her shopping bag without leaving the bed, but she didn't make it. She whooped loudly, looking silly. She twisted as she slid off the bed, and landed on her ass. A look of surprise stole over her face, and her mouth made a large O'. "Oof! Uh, guys, I do NOT recommend doing that when you have giant Ben-Wa balls inserted in your twat."

"I'll try to remember," said Jason wryly, "common, show her the you- know-whats- I want to see the expression on her face."

Slowly, Flora pulled out of her bag the brightest pieces of rubber Mandy had ever seen. They were just latex stockings, but they were the loudest shade of fluorescent green imaginable. When Flora held them up in front of her purple skirt, Mandy closed her eyes.

"I think I'm getting a headache," she said.

"Aw, come on," pleaded Flora, "neon is all the rage right now. I mean, I'm the one that has to wear them."

"And I have to look at them. That is SICK, girl." Flora pouted.

"Fine, wear them if you must, but NOT when you're around me. I expressly forbid it."

Jason grinned. "Sick huh? Coming from you, that's saying something." He ducked her swing, barely evading a face-full of pillow.

"Okay," said Flora, "you hinted you had something else. Give."

"Piggy. You already got your present. This is for Jason. Sort of."

She pulled out a bundle of leather straps with a dildo in the middle and handed it to him. It was a head harness, with a hollow dildo sprouting from the front of the mouth plate, and a sponge stuffed leather gag on the back. It wasn't the first time he had seen one, but it was definitely different from the one Flora had used on him. This one had a few more straps, and some funny-looking small hooks on the straps at the side of the mouth and chin. There was another clip, without a hook, mounted on the strap at the top of the nose. The biggest difference though, was the fact that the nose area was covered by a rubber molding, and the dildo was hollow, with holes in it. They were large holes, with rounded edges, about a third of the way down the shaft. It was a little hard to figure out what the whole thing was meant to accomplish.

"This is for me, huh?" asked Jason dubiously.

"Gee, I like it already," chirped Flora.

"You would."

"Don't squabble children, it isn't becoming," chided Mandy. "We've got almost an hour until the Dealers room opens, why don't we try it on and make sure it fits? It was custom made, it had better."

"WE?" asked Jason sarcastically, "I don't think it will fit all of us at once."

"Laugh while you can, monkey-boy," intoned Mandy in an odd voice, her face a mask of mock seriousness. "C'mere." She undid a buckle and held the device open for him.

Pouting meekly, Jason bowed his head, and she pulled it on. The harness, or trainer, or whatever it was, fit pretty much like the other head harness, the big gag filling his cheeks with the taste of tanned leather. He immediately realized that there was a tube through the gag, and that the only way he could get air was through the holes in the dildo. He didn't like the way this was beginning to look. The air whistled in and out through the holes as he breathed, making him feel a little self-conscious.

Well, this is different, he thought. He wondered what the little fixtures were for. He might have known.

"Off with the skirt, girl," ordered Mandy.

"Oh yes ma'am, Mistress ma'am," said Flora, who had begun fingering the bumpy crotch of her briefs against herself.

"Don't get smart, or I'll tie you in the closet and we'll go without you. The briefs, too," she added. "Now lose the balls."

Flora pouted, but complied. Mandy took them from her and put them in the bathroom sink to be washed later.

Flora made an interesting picture, nude from the waist to her shoes, with the hideous purple patent jacket for contrast. She looked expectantly at Mandy.

"Well?" said Mandy, "get up here." She patted the bed. "You," she said to Jason, "can get down on the floor where you belong." Jason climbed down and knelt by the side of the bed. Mandy situated Flora across the bed on her back, shoving the bed toward the wall with the dresser. She had Flora lie flat, her ass hanging over the edge of the bed a little, and her heels up on the dressers edge. "Now be a good little slut and rub yourself off for me. Don't come, either."

"Come over here." This directed at Jason. She maneuvered Jason until he was sitting in front of Flora's exposed crotch, his legs under the bed.

"Huh. I oughta do something about those hands," Mandy said. She went to their bags, and opened one. When she pulled leather cuffs and adjustable straps out of it, Jason remembered that she had promised to bring along a play bag. She attached the straps to the bed legs on the other side, and using the cuffs, she stretched his ankles out diagonally, his legs under the bed, pulling him toward Flora.

"Mmmffm." Jason eyed Flora's beckoning crotch, her fingers busy on her clit, with only limited eagerness. He knew that he'd be unable to breathe if the dildo went in very far. The rubber molding over his nose sealed it off completely. He was a little disappointed at that, because he'd be unable to smell or taste anything except the leather gag for the duration. He stared at her labia rings, and suddenly he knew what the fastenings on the trainers straps were for.

Mandy produced a wide leather belt with attached cuffs, buckled it around his waist, and made his wrists fast. He leaned forward a little, knowing what had to come next.

She disappointed him somewhat by turning her attentions to Flora. She took another wide belt and two more long adjustable straps from the bag, fastened the belt around Flora's waist, and the straps between the belt and the bed legs on Jason's side of the bed. Next she put a half hood of leather over Flora's head, blocking her sight. As an afterthought, she added Flora's personal stereo headphones, selecting a tape with a hard- driving dance beat. Finally, she dribbled a little lube on Flora's busy fingers. Flora worked it into her snatch, although it appeared she hardly needed it.

"That's enough," chastised Mandy, "remember, I forbade you to come."

"Now then," she added, turning to Jason's harness, "this may take a little fiddling. I want it just right." She aligned the dildo carefully with Flora's cunt, then shoved his head toward it. Carefully, she attached each of the five rings from Flora's outer labia to the corresponding clip on the straps of Jason's head harness. There were now ten rings around his mouth keeping his face nearly buried in Flora's crotch. He had to pull back a little to get air through the dildo. He could see Flora's outer lips stretched taught as he inhaled desperately. Despite his nose being almost completely blocked, he caught a whiff of her scent- sweaty, musky.

He heard Flora moan softly from the tugging sensations. "Don't pull too hard now, boy- wouldn't want to stretch her all out of shape, would you?"

Jason was beginning to think that Mandy had forgotten something important. How was he supposed to breathe? "MMM-MM!" he said as loudly as he could. Heard through the breathing tube and gag it wasn't very loud. Mandy looked up sharply at him.

"Don't panic boy, I know what I'm doing."

Jason wasn't entirely convinced, but he kept silent, concentrating instead on breathing slowly and deeply through the dildo, his heart pounding in his chest and his blood rushing in his ears. He stared at Flora's snatch from just inches away, and watched a trickle of sweat inch it's way down from her belly toward her pussy. For some reason, the words of that general in Dr. Strangelove' came to him suddenly- "Precious bodily fluids." For a moment, the whole scene seemed absurd, as if he had become a bemused outside observer.

Mandy's hand was on the back of his head again. "Take a deep breath," she said. She pushed him inward a little further, and the dildo inched it's way further between Flora's lips. He stared at the thick gold ring through Flora's clit. Flora's clit was quite a bit smaller than Mandy's.

Strange that I never noticed that before, he thought.

Mandy's fingers appeared in his view, pulled on the clit ring, as if seeing just how far Flora could be stretched.

He heard Flora's corresponding "Aah! Ooohh, I like, I like," coming from above. He also felt his lungs begin the first hints of complaint. Well, he thought, trying to stay calm, if I have to smother this way, there are worse ways to go.

Mandy's fingers appeared in front of his eyes, and attached the clip at his nose to the ring dangling in front of his eyes. The fingers disappeared again.

Now what do I do, thought Jason. He backed out slowly, watching the ring. There was quite a bit of slack between the length of the clip and the rings diameter. Just as the breathing holes cleared Flora's cunt, the ring and clip came taught, and started tugging on her clit. A little bit more tension, and her lips were stretched taught- he couldn't pull back any further. But at least he could breathe. Slowed by the small breathing holes and gag, He pulled in a huge lung full of air. He wanted to pleasure Flora, but he wanted to breathe even more.

He waited until his breathing calmed down, then pushed the dildo in again on his own. He felt her thighs move somewhat around him, felt his head being moved by the harness as she moved her hips.

He pulled out again. Immediately, he felt her hands on his head, urging him back in. But he HAD to get a breath! He gulped air, and plunged in again. The idea occurred to him that he could probably exhale while the dildo was inside her. He pushed his breath out a little. The incredibly obscene sound that resulted made him try to laugh, despite the fact that he had no air to laugh with. Flora's hands tightened on his head and in his hair, and more moans issued from somewhere above.

Then he remembered that you weren't supposed to blow into a woman- some medical reason or other he had read somewhere. He went back to breathing as best he could on alternate strokes, Flora's hands urging him on. It occurred to him that Flora probably wasn't aware of his breathing problem, and would just go on shoving his face into her.

He couldn't see what Mandy was doing. Probably just watching and jilling off, he thought.

Finally, Flora's thighs clamped around his head, immobilizing him, and as he struggled desperately for air, he felt her shudder in a single, brief orgasm.