Bangkok never runs out of hidden doors.Tonight, Kieran guides you and the princess down a cramped side street that smells of sizzling pork fat and motorcycle exhaust. Neon glows overhead in tangled lines, blinking kanji, swirling Thai scripts.
At the end, a rusted steel door swings open. Inside is another world — a staircase lit by dangling lanterns, cracked brick walls sweating under fans.
At the top: a velvet lounge, half-hidden in haze. The smell of burnt sugar hookah and sweat. Plush red booths curl around the walls. Men sink into them, hands buried under tiny skirts. A heavy bass vibrates through the low-lit room, rattling in your ribs.
The princess clutches your arm. Her little silver dress is far too short, and she knows it. The deep neckline shows the soft tops of her tits, already flushed. Her hair's pinned high, loose strands curling around her ears.She looks almost regal — except for her trembling hand on your chest.
"You trust me?" you murmur into her hair.
She swallows hard. "Yes."
"Good. Keep trusting me."
Mew appears out of the haze like sin incarnate.Long bare legs in shiny black straps, tiny bandeau across her tits, sheer black skirt that swishes around her ass. Her ponytail is high, slick, dark hair cascading down her back. Eyes lined heavy, gleaming with mischief.
She gives the princess a wicked once-over."Brought a pretty one tonight."
Then she doesn't even look at you before dropping to her knees, hands on your belt, mouth already parted.Your cock's hard instantly — half from the lounge, half from the princess gasping beside you.
"Mew— wait— there are people—" the princess stammers.
"Oh baby girl," Mew purrs, smirking up at her as she unzips you. "That's the fun part."
Then her mouth slides over your cock, hot, slick, sighing around you.Her tongue traces every vein. When she pulls back, it's just to let a fat line of spit drip down your shaft before swallowing you whole again.
The princess covers her mouth with her hand. Her thighs press together, her breath comes in fragile, shallow bursts. Her eyes lock on where your cock disappears into Mew's hungry mouth.
"Watch closely," you growl, one hand in Mew's ponytail.
The princess tries to look away, cheeks blazing, eyes darting around.You grip her chin, force her to look.
"Eyes on her. Watch how a real slut takes cock."
Mew's throat works greedily, her moans vibrating down to your balls.Little gags slip out, each one making your hips twitch forward. Saliva drips from the corners of her mouth, splattering on her bare tits.
"She's making the filthiest noises…" the princess breathes, eyes wide.
"Getting you wet?" you ask.
She bites her lip, but nods. Her pupils are blown out. Her chest rises and falls like she's run a mile.
You slip a hand under her tiny dress, push aside her panties.Soaked.
She jolts, a gasp breaking free. Her knees buckle a little, almost collapsing under your touch.
"Oh… oh god… I've never… watched someone before…"
"But you like it," you murmur against her ear.Your fingers rub slow circles over her clit, then slip lower, teasing her entrance. She moans, hips stuttering.
"Say it."
"I… I like it. Watching you… while she's…"
Mew pulls off with a wet gasp, saliva stringing from her lips. "Let me taste her next."
You push the princess back onto a low couch. Mew slides between her knees without a moment's hesitation.
"W-wait… that's— oh god—"
Mew's mouth seals over her soaked panties. Sucks hard.
The princess arches off the seat with a strangled scream, hands tangling in Mew's hair. Her thighs quake around Mew's shoulders.
"Shh… let her ruin you," you whisper, stroking her cheek.
Mew's fingers slide under the fabric, pressing deep. The princess wails, hips chasing every curl of Mew's hand. Her moans turn high, breathless, breaking into tiny whimpers.
"Oh please— please, I'm gonna— I'm gonna—"
Mew pulls back just enough to grin. Her chin's glossy, dark eyes sparkling."Come for us, pretty princess."
You kneel behind Mew, push her forward until she's bent over the couch, face buried in the princess's thighs. Her ass lifts, skirt pooling around her waist. No panties.
"Don't stop licking her," you growl.Then you slide into Mew with one hard thrust.
She chokes on the princess's pussy, moaning loud, hips rocking back into you greedily. The princess lets out a shocked little cry — overwhelmed by the vibrations, the view of your cock pounding into Mew.
"Oh my god, you're both— that's so— oh please—"
Mew's tongue never stops. Her lips wrap around the princess's clit again and again. Each thrust into Mew pushes her mouth harder against your princess's swollen pussy.
The princess breaks first. She screams, high and sweet, legs squeezing Mew's head. Her body shakes under your hands. You watch her face twist in pleasure, tears streaking down her cheeks.
"Such a good girl," you praise roughly. "Look how beautifully you come when another girl's tongue is fucking you."
You pull out of Mew, cock slick and twitching."Your turn on your knees."
The princess slides down without protest, dazed, face still blotchy with tears. She kneels next to Mew and both girls wrap their hands around your cock.
They share it — kissing the tip, licking up the shaft, moaning into each other's mouths. Mew's more practiced, tongue swirling your head, while the princess kisses her, swallowing your taste from Mew's lips.
"Oh god… it's so dirty… but I can't stop," the princess breathes.
You fist both their hair, forcing them to take you deeper.They moan together, muffled and desperate.
💀 The final breaking
When you can't stand it anymore, you pull the princess up, bend her over the back of the couch. She's still wearing her little silver dress, bunched up around her waist. Her pussy's glistening, open, clenching for you.
"Fill me— please— I want it so deep—"
You slam into her in one sharp thrust. Her mouth drops open in a silent scream. Mew crawls up beside her, kisses her hard, catching every sob and broken moan.
You fuck her relentlessly, hips cracking into her ass, hands on her hips to keep her steady. The couch bangs into the wall. The princess is lost, hair sticking to her sweaty face, drool on her chin.
"Yes— yes— god yes, fuck me harder— make me yours—"
You groan, bury yourself to the hilt, flood her with your release. Her pussy milks you, spasming in hot waves.Mew kisses her throat, whispering filth in Thai that makes her shiver.
When you finally pull out, cum leaks down her thighs.She collapses into Mew's arms, trembling. Mew strokes her hair, soothing, while her own eyes stay locked on your cock — still hard, still hungry.
"You two belong to me now," you say roughly. "And tomorrow night, I want both of you to bring me another girl. Someone shy. Someone we can break together."
The princess blushes so red it reaches her ears.But she nods, eyes bright with ruin.
"Yes… anything you want…"
Mew just smirks, licking her lips."Oh, I already have the perfect one."