Lacy and Rachel embraced each other, rubbing their tits together and extended their tongues, flicking them together for a moment before completing the kiss and both letting out low moans.
Things had not been going well for either of them lately… well, that wasn’t entirely true. When it came to getting into Don’s pants, things had been going swimmingly for both of them. Pretty much everything else about their lives… well, that had been in the dumpster for months.
The two friends had come to the big city to find fame and fortune, only to be smacked in the face with reality and bills.
Lots of bills.
After just a few months they were deep in debt and their low paying service jobs just couldn’t cut it any more. Don had been a regular at the dinner they both worked at, and had suggested something a little seedy. Not a lot, no sex or anything, just attending a few parties at his place just outside of the city and flirting with some of the men that attended them.
They’d been desperate, and well, Don had offered more than they made in a week for a single night, so they’d agreed.
Things had gone alright that first party, they’d even stumbled upon the pool table, which was a highlight for them. They’d spent most of the night in that room playing against the men that came in and out, flirting just as Don had requested, and even enjoyed themselves a little.
So when he’d offered a second party, well, they’d agreed. And a third, and a fourth, and so on.
They spent hours and hours in that pool room, flirting with men, eventually letting them touch their bodies, grab their asses, squeeze their tits, all the while somehow identifying with the shiny round balls that rolled across the cloth of the table more and more.
Don had even helpfully given them new outfits for each party, the ones they had on now were the best yet!
The sound of two pool balls clacking together caught their attention and they looked over to see Don standing in the door way, two pool balls in his hand, a purple four ball and a brown seven ball. He was rotating them around, rubbing them up against each other, and both girls nearly orgasmed right then and there.
He walked over to them and smiled, “Four, Seven, are you ready for the party tonight?”
They both looked confused for a moment, then Don separated the balls in his hand slightly and clacked them together, repeating the action a few times. Each clack send waves of pleasure though their bodies.
Then their voices filled the room simultaneously, “Yes Master, play with us!”
“Good girls.” he replied and then slipped the two pool balls into his jacket pockets, one on each side, “I expect you girls to entertain any men that come in here tonight, with your asses on that table and you’re legs up in the air, got it?”
The thought of being nothing but a number ball on the pool table was too much, a small orgasm passed over each girl, and when it passed they were on their knees, looking up with vacant smiles on their faces, ready to be the entertainment for the party.
