<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/2/27/HarlequinMask.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: comic sans ms;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;"><em>Harlequin, Security</em></span></span><br/><strong>Where: </strong>The Mirror Bedroom<br/><strong>When: </strong>Thursday, shortly after dinner, week 1<br/><strong>Who: </strong>Duchesse<br/><strong>Status: </strong>Closed<br/><hr/><div style="text-align: justify;"><br/>Harlequin had been given a very thorough tour of the place, given that he was a guard here, so the Mirror Room was easy for him to find. He walked with J, taking frequent glances at her. It was quite easy to maintain his stubborn, hungry erection thanks to her. The way she walked, the way her body moved... it was like a fantasy right out of movie, the woman that normal mortal men could never obtain. Yet here she was, walking with him, apparently eager enough to get fucked that she approached him and Duchesse as they sat by the pool.<br/><br/>Inside the bedroom, he allowed her to enter first, and she made her way to the bed and sat on one of its edges. To break the ice, J quickly asked if he'd ever done 'this' before, and by 'this' he assumed she meant a threesome.<br/><br/>"When I was younger. In highschool. Part of a 'dare'," he said with a sheepish grin. "That was with two women, and it was fun enough that we did it a second time... without beer," he added, laughing softly. He hoped J would understand that teens were teens, and sometimes did things that they'd never do as an adult... or maybe not. The question was curious, and immediately made him think that -she- had never done this sort of thing before. It made him smile - he loved being a woman's 'first', in whatever way he could be. If this would be J's first in a threesome, well... he was quite eager not only to do it, but to make it quite memorable for her.<br/><br/>Slowly, he walked over to where she sat, and knelt down to both of his knees in front of her, his stiff, impressive shaft bobbing slightly as he walked and knelt.<br/><br/>"Have you ever done this before?" he asked in return. When J silently shook her head 'no', Harlequin smiled - a smile that certainly fit the guise that he wore. "Well then, you will hopefully find it quite interesting - and fun. To put your mind at easy, there is -no pressure-," he said, speaking softly to her as his hands moved up to her knees. "I give you my word, I will pay equal attention to you both. You will -not- be neglected, and as long as I breathe - you will not leave the room unsatisfied - I promise," he said with a playful wink.<br/><br/>Gently, his hands began to slowly pry her knees apart. "Do not feel that you have to give one of us attention if you are not aroused to do so. Perhaps you are more eager to touch Duchesse's body... isn't she beautiful? If that is your wish, focus your enjoyment with her - I will not be offended," he assured her gently. His eyes glanced down, noticing that she was cleanly shaved down below, a fact that -used- to bother him when he was much younger... but definitely not anymore. He licked his lips a moment before continuing.<br/><br/>"Likewise, if you are more eager for a manly touch, feel free to devote your attention to me. I doubt Duchesse will be offended - and I will do my best to keep her mind occupied, anyway," he added, winking again. "Of course, feel free to interact with her as much as you like. Even just holding hands, or a harmless kiss, can convey such wonderful feelings... you don't have to do anything you are not comfortable with...."<br/><br/>Slowly, he inched forward on his knees.<br/><br/>"But now... you and I have business to attend to, J... you heard the Mistress of the house give her directions: I am to prepare you, to get you to the same level of arousal that I have gotten her to... without 'losing' everything," he said, wondering if J would understand that. "So... to get there... I just need you to relax... and enjoy."<br/><br/>The way he was moving made it clear that he intended to go down on her, and the smile he wore seemed to indicate he was confident he could get her to the level of arousal he had gotten Duchesse to, as instructed....<br/></div>