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Ladies Man's Gets Pegged and Humiliated by the Femdom Gang
(Scarlett Steele)

"What is it?" Ellie asked as she strained to see what Sandra and Bev were laughing about across the pool.



"Oh, it's that Roman Stiles. He believes he's every woman's dream. Look at him, trying to land a date with Meredith. She'd just as soon cut her throat as to go out with that womanizing weasel," Bev said.



Ellie took a sip of her drink as she considered the possibilities. She and her two best friends had latched onto a new habit in which they had fun. Lots of tequila and willing men were involved with their fun. She eyed her friends. "Are you thinking what I'm thinking?" Ellie asked as she offered a small wicked smile.



The two women looked at each other as their eyes widened in surprise. "Oh! Dear Ellie is so naughty," Sandra said as Bev emphatically nodded. 



"I think you're onto something here. Mr. Stiles needs shown his place, huh?" Bev said.



"Exactly! I mean, he's older than our regular crowd of twenty-somethings, but what the hell? We can knock him down a peg or two," Ellie said.



All three burst out laughing. "Peg," Sandra said as she roared.



"She said peg!" Bev agreed.



"So how do we do this? He has no clue about us, I mean we're new in this too," Sandra said.



"Not so new anymore. We've banged, what, four or five now?" Ellie chuckled. "Shit, I've lost count. See, there's Robin, Ethan, Davy."



"Patrick and Bernard." Sandra nodded.



"Yes, five. We need number six. I'm not sure he'd be into a foursome," Ellie said.