Camilla's POV
I woke to the sound of the sea and the soft clink of metal. Ricky and Daniel still slept on the floor at the foot of the bed with their collars on, cages locked, and bodies curled like obedient dogs. Mara stretched beside me, already smiling.
“Time to open the toys,” I said.
We unlocked them together. Ricky’s c**k sprang free first, thick and already half-hard. Daniel’s c**k followed, younger and eager. I wrapped my fingers around both at once and squeezed.
“On your knees. Open your mouths. Impress us or there'll be no breakfast for you.”
Without a word, they crawled after us into the kitchen. Mara and I sat at the long table in nothing but the morning light. I pointed under the table.
“Under. Both of you. Stay naked and make sure glue d***s remain hard.”
Ricky’s mouth
