Rainbow Eyes

Eight

EIGHT

 

    The devils had a meeting, the following day. While they let their “mistresses” do whatever they wanted. Given, they had rules, of course. Such as complete restriction from males, no sexual contact with anybody not even with yourself, no disrespect, when called they had to be there immediately and more of such. I had stopped listening after that. The last thing I caught was if the rules were disobeyed, there would be punishment. I chuckled to myself, what is more punishment than being in hell? I couldn’t think of any.

   The five of us were gathered in the living room, bookshelves were pushed up against the wall on my right and behind me. We were each seated on soft, long couches that surrounded a tiny glass table in front of us. On the left was the door, in front of me were window curtains that were draped closed and above us was a very elegant looking chandelier, that not only managed to add uniqueness to the room, it also brought in light.

   I was seated with my feet crossed, across Sabira who was lying on her back; Humayla who was lying sideways, was on my right and Annumita was on her stomach, on my left. Nediva was standing in front of the bookshelf on my right.

“Do you girls know where that book is?” asked Nediva, her eyes and fingers focused on the books

“I’ll help you” Sabira offered, standing and walking over to Nediva

“So, how are you enjoying hell, Devany?” Annumita inquired, her eyes on me

“Uh, umm… fine?”

They laughed.

“How many times did you cum?” asked Humayla

My eyes bulged open.

“Do tell,” Nediva teased, glancing our way

“I… don’t… really, know- what to say” I mumbled

“She’s still innocent” I didn’t need to look to know Sabira was playfully rolling her eyes

“I’d give it a week. Devany’s devil certainly has tricks up his sleeve. He got it from his brothers of course” Humayla grinned

“I can’t find it,” Sabira and Nediva complained, now both on either sides of the shelf

Humayla sighed, “You and your book, Nediva. Here, I’ll help” she stood up and walked towards the other shelf behind me.

What I noticed was; Sabira always wore tubed dresses and Humayla’s dresses always showed her back.

“Can I ask something?” I said, hesitantly

“You’re already asking,” teased Annumita

“If you want to know what your devil will do to you next, we have no idea” Nediva said over her shoulder, not once glancing my way