My angels arrived home after the work previously setting up everything they had to do with their team to every detail. They didn’t forget to come to boss’s office and thanked him for paying their expenses. My Prince told me that he addressed to him as ”dad” the first time since the day my boss called him his son:
- Thank you, very much, dad. I will never forget what you have done for us.
Boss hold him firmly few long moments and Ivy told me the she saw a tears in his eyes. Boss was touched by Prince’s words. He approved again that he loves him as his own son. They also talked to Fran about good news and my dear precious best friend in the world was extremely happy for us. He treated them with drink and said:
- I expect the full report when you come back. I want to know every single dirty detail and how many times you did, hahaha, your thing.
They thanked him and promised they will.

We packed our clothes for 2-3 days since we didn’t know how long we gonna stay and this time I didn’t bring my toys with me. I have my Prince and Ivy. Hehe. We took a shower, had a quick sex and while I was studying my “Budapest case” again, my Prince and Ivy rehearsed and spent some time on LL. Then we went to sleep taking our sleeping position.

Our day started as usually. Although we didn’t have set time for the meeting in Budapest, we hit the road at 7.00. Both of us, Ivy and me wore our collars wanting my prince to know that we were willing to so anything he wants with us.
Budapest is little bit over 500 km far from our city. I drove first since my Prince was in the need for “dose” and especially warmed up for anal sex. My Ivy enjoyed fucking with Prince on the back seat. The car is very comfortable and bigger than ours so they could enjoy fucking in the poses they like. Before they started they covered the seats with towels, just in case. We didn’t want to make the mess in boss’s car. I enjoyed watching them on the back mirror and I got horny very much. After we passed Zagreb, we stopped on one parking place and Prince fucked me on the back seat while Ivy was kissing and cuddling both of us. When we were on the road again, we had a good time in the car singing and joking. When my Prince took over to drive, Ivy and I enjoyed on the back seat cuddling, smooching and fingering each other teasing my Prince to look at us on the mirror. When had enough we just talked about our families, friends and stuff.

After almost 5 hours of driving (I didn’t speed as my boss. I drove 110-130 km/h) we were very close to the Budapest. We saw prostitutes at every parking spot by the road inviting drivers for the sex. (We have no such “activity” in our country and the prostitution is illegal). There was a restaurant and motel and we felt we want to stop and have a coffee. Enjoying in warm sunny day, we didn’t want to go inside, but my Prince went to the restaurant and he took three coffees for out. Sipping the coffee being leaned on the car we watched the prostitutes. Their customers were mostly truck drivers. Watching prostitutes fucking them or giving them blow jobs, Ivy said to my Prince:
- Honey, let me treat you with one. Just pick any you like and I will pay.
Prince: Thank you, Ivy, but not interested.
Me (excitedly): Common, love. Let us treat you with one.
Prince (nervously): Princess, Ivy…….let me explain something to you. I don’t want to fuck the girls whose hygienic habits are questionable and who were already fucked with who knows whom. Just look at those truck drivers. Most of them are old, fat and looks greasy, sweaty and dirty. I don’t want to use condom, Therefore, sex with them is out of question.
Ivy: Heeeey, love ….. there is no need to be harsh. We only wanted to do something nice for you.
Prince sighed deeply and said: OK. I apologize for my reaction. Thank you again, but I will pass.
(short silence)
Me: Honey, ammmm ….. what about blow job?
Ivy helped me. She kissed him loudly and said: Yeeeea, let them suck you and we’ll pay for the blow job.
Prince: Do you understand the meaning of NOOO???!!! I don’t want it!
I was like: WTF???!!! Why is he so nervous?!
Me: What is the problem, honey? It’s a simple blow job. You know you can’t get any infection from the blow job!
Prince: I don’t understand why are you so eager about this and pushing it hard?! What do you have from it?
Ivy: Pure pleasure, honey. You know how much we love everything related to sex and all we want is to treat you. We want to do the same thing for you as you do for us. It will make us happy.
Prince: What do you mean?
Ivy: You organized the orgies for us, soooooo, we want to treat you with prostitute.
Prince: I don’t understand. How that can make you happy?!
Ivy: I can’t believe you saying that. We are doing it for you because we love you. You did same for us out of love. No offence, my love but sometimes you are not fair.
Prince (surprised). How?
Ivy: Let me explain. You organized orgies for us saying that you are doing it for us because you know we like it and you want to make us happy. You did it for us because you love us. When we want to do same for you, because we love you, you are reacting like we are doing something bad for you.
(short silence)
Prince: All right, you crazy witches, I will pick one.

When he picked the girl (had to be tall and skinny), Ivy went and brought her to our car. She was very chip. The blow job cost only 20 Euro. My Prince was standing at the open back seat car door and she sat and started to suck him. We were watching and commenting and asking my Prince is she good. He rolled his eyes and he wanted her to finish as soon as possible. She was obviously bad cock sucker. Ivy and I helped him to keep his erection by deep kissing him and sucking his tongue and lips. When he was about to cum we told her to move at side and we both took his cock into our mouths and sucked him dry. The girl was saying something in Hungarian language, probably swearing and she walked away. Ivy and I laughed very hard afterwards.

We hit the road again and my Prince suddenly became very moody. He said:
- There is something I want to talk to you about that bothers me ..… You said that you will respect my will and my decisions. I don’t know, but I feel like you forced me to have oral sex with that girl. I will be honest with you. I’m little bit suspicious about sincerity of your promise that you will not do anything against my will and I’m afraid of next “surprise” you have for me.
We were caught in surprise by his comment and Ivy and I didn’t know what to say at first. After few moments I said to him:
- Honey, I’m sorry you feel that way, but you are wrong. We didn’t force you on anything. We just saw an opportunity to treat you with the blow job and we were “pushy” only because we were excited about treating you with the prostitute and because you needed a little more persuasion. Ivy explained to you very well why we were doing it.
Prince (nervously): But I said “NO” and you didn’t listen to me. You were buzzing until I accept it. You always do that. You obviously still don’t understand that “NO” means “NO” and it pisses me off when I have to say it several times.
Me: Honey, look …. I don’t understand what got into you because you admitted that she was right and you accepted to get the blowjob. Suddenly, you changed and acted weird. Somehow somewhere something happened to you and you became frustrated. It seems that something else is bothering you and you are looking for the reason to blame us…. If you want apology, no problem, here it is: we apologize for being too persistent for wanting you to have fun and for asking you to make us happy …. Satisfied?!
Prince: Princess, you are sarcastic now. That’s not nice. I just said what’s bugging me and you instead of admit that you crossed the line, you are arguing with me.
I sighed deeply and said: Ok, truly sorry for being sarcastic! .... But ….. honeeeey, I know you better than you think I do. Why don’t you tell us what’s really bugging you? I’m sure it isn’t us. I know what is your problem, but, do you?!
Prince took a couple of moments and said nervously:
- You constantly “raping my brain” and forcing things.
Me: Sorry that you see our doings for you as raping your brain and forcing you doing things you, my love. Every time when Ivy and I tried to peruse you to do something, you interpret it as no respect for your will and decision. We admit that we made mistakes in the past, but this time, you are wrong.
Prince (angrily): Oh, common, Princess!!Now it’s my fault?! Fucking unbelievable. Say, how would you feel if I would repeatedly tell you or Ivy to suck the cock of the person whom I pick for you and tell you that it will make me happy?!
Me: Honey, first of all, you wouldn’t need to tell us more than once because we would do it after the first time. If it will make you happy, you know very well that we’ll do. If Ivy and I had no problem to do the things to the others that were gruesome when we played “The bet” game because we didn’t want to cheat but too keep the given word, we surely would do much more for you because we love you. You wouldn’t need to pursue us.
Prince (sarcastically). Oh, yes, I forgot that I’m married with Miss Perverts. My apologies.

I was shocked with his reaction. Ivy was too. He completely wrongly took and misinterpreted our deed of love for him. Instead of being happy, we were arguing. I thought of droping the subject at first, but then I decided to clear this out.
Me: You just proved my suspicion that you have a problem… And who is sarcastic now?!
Prince: OK, ….. You’ve right! I’m sorry.
Me: Honey,….., tell us….. if you were in the need for “dose” and Ivy and I weren’t with you, will you pay to her for the blow job?
Prince: Most probably, but that’s not the issue here. The problem is that you were persistent after I said “No”.
Me: Say, how many times you told us to not to interfere in the things you thought we shouldn’t
Prince: Several times.
Right: When Ivy and I didn’t obey you and we helped you, weren’t you glad that didn’t listen to you?
Prince: Yes, I was.
Me: Did you feel like we “raped your brain” or that we helped you?
Prince: You helped me.
Me: Good. Back to the blow job. Have you been embarrassed?
Prince: No.
Me. Did you feel uncomfortable?
Prince: Nooooo! What’s your fucking point?!
Me: Calm down, please! I’ll tell you! …… We are persistent in making you to change your mind because we know we are doing something nice for you and that you need “extra stimulation” because you are the type of the person who sometimes needs to be “pushed” a little bit in some areas for your own good and because you are heavily stubborn sometimes. And you see our help to you as “brain raping”??? You also said that you will do anything for us. Well you obviously didn’t mean it. Honey, we didn’t ask you something that you don’t like; it was simple fucking blowjob and you made a big drama out of it.

Prince was speechless. I had to go on and prove him my point otherwise all this conversation will be waste of the time. He is the person who needs strong arguments in some fields and only they can help him to realize that he was wrong. Sometimes repeating the same things, as I did now, is necessary. But, once he realizes it, he has no problem to admit that he was wrong and he would always apologize.

I continued: Do you think that Ivy and I couldn’t interpret your organizing orgies for us as “one way decision? ….. But, we didn’t because we knew you did it out of love for us! So, you are wrong if you think that when you do it, it is completely OK and it’s out of love for us, but when we do something similar for you, then you are forced and brain raped …. You see, we didn’t put you in uncomfortable and embarrassing situation and yet you are attacking us and behaving like we did! Maybe it will be clearer to you if I say it once again: We did for you the same as you did for us. It looks to me that you trying to justify your deeds and finding errors in ours. That’s unfair and you have double standards because there is no other explanation for your behaving!
Prince (very nervously): Honey, you got it all wrong.
Me: No, honey, I didn’t, but you are.
Prince took a couple of moments again and he wanted to say something but he just sighed. He realized that I was right and he had no arguments.
Me: Honey, tell us, what is the REAL fucking problem?!
(silence)

Me: All right. Since you don’t see your problem on your own or you don’t want to say it, I will say it instead of you. I think that the real problem was that you still don’t trust us and that you are afraid that we will hurt you …… Seeing us being persistent after you said “NO”, triggered the fear that we are doing something against your will. That’s why you were tensed. But you had no real reason to be because there wasn’t anything wrong in our proposal. You reacted out of fear based on our earlier mistakes.
(short silence)
Me (gently): Honey ……. We don’t blame you if you do not trust us because we hurt you several times. It wasn’t purposely. We weren’t aware that the things which are quite normal for us aren’t normal to you and we want you to know that we are sorry and that we do respect your will. After the incident with Ivy’s parents, we did learn our lesson. Believe us. We did. We all have different ways of expressing our love to loved one in practical way. My Ivy and I are doing the way we know the best. For us, paying the girl for the blowjob was act of love for you.

I hope you remember when you and I lived with your uncle and when you told me over the phone that you have a need for sex and you couldn’t be concentrate on your work. Ivy was dating Nick in that time. Do you remember?
Prince: Yes.
Me. What did I do?
Prince: You called Ivy and asked her to fuck with me.
Me: Did she came and fucked you?
Prince: Yes.
Me What did I say why we did it for you?
Prince: Because you love me and you don’t want me to masturbate and that Ivy loves you so much that she’ll do anything for you…
I kissed him saying: I’m glad you didn’t forget.
Me: Do you see my point now? Was it the act of love for you from both of us?! It fucking was. Therefore, paying for the blowjob was also our act of love for you. We understand the reason why you didn’t want to fuck her. That’s OK, but we didn’t understand why you rejected the blow job since we know how much you love it…… We wanted you to enjoy. If you would have said that you feel uncomfortable and ashamed, we certainly wouldn’t be persistent. That’s all I wanted to say in our defense.

My Prince was silent thinking about my words and Ivy and I waited for his further reaction. He was driving until he saw the first gas station. He pulled over and stopped the car. He exited the car and asked us to get out of the car. When we did it, he approached to us and hugged us very firmly saying:
- Princess, Ivy, I owe you a big apology, my luvs……. Yes, Princess, you were right. Thank you for opening my eyes. I didn’t see your act as something nice for me, but as the threat that you will put me in uncomfortable situation although there was no reason for it. I reacted out of subliminal fear… I was wrong, not you. I’m truly sorry. Please, forgive me.
Ivy and I kissed him and told him that we understand and that we forgave him. We also told him that he doesn’t have to be afraid of being forced to have sex with us in the places and the times where and when he feels uncomfortable. We would always ask him first.

Clearing this out we continued to drive. Our mood was better and we had a good time laughing when trying to pronounce Hungarian traffic signs. Budapest is very big city with numerous bridges and without GPS we would be lost. Even with GPS was hard to find the hotel. One wrong turn was enough to make you go all around through the crowded streets and return to the place you were. Anyhow, when we finally arrived at our hotel, we were thrilled. It was quite nice 4 stars hotel. Approaching to the reception desk we said our names and we register. The receptionist told us that they have put one extra bed in our room.
Ivy: Why did you do that?
The receptionist: Well, Miss, you are booked for single bedroom with French bed and there are three of you.
Ivy (proudly showing her wedding ring): The single room was reserved with the reason. You see, we are married.
Poor guy couldn’t hide his surprise.
Ivy: Yes, honey, this is my husband and this is my wife… Now, would you be kind and remove that extra bed from our bedroom?
The receptionist: Oh, of course. Right away. My apologies Miss.
Ivy: It’s OK. Thank you.
We turned to the elevator and my Ivy couldn’t resist not to deep kiss me and my Prince holding us for our asses. She really enjoys in showing everyone how three of us are married. Even porter was very confused and felt shy. He wasn’t sure if he can look at us or not because he was scared of ivy. His height was little bit over Ivy’s elbow and he rather looked like Hobbit or dwarf in comparison with her.

Must confess that hotel stuff was very quick and agile. They came to our room very shortly after we entered into our room and they took the extra bed out with the apology. We rewarded the porter and we rushed to take the shower. After the shower we jumped on the very large and beautiful French bed. My Prince hugged us and kisses us again apologizing for being jerk on the road. We told him to stop thinking about it and that all is fine. We cuddled and smooched exchanging numerous “love you’s”. Then I called the “XXX” agency and after presenting myself I talked to the boss who told me that he is informed about my coming. We agreed to meet at 18.00 in the agency.
Since we weren’t’ hungry, we didn’t come to the restaurant for lunch but we stayed in the room and took the nap.

After the nap I dressed very nicely and was ready for the meeting. My Prince drove us to the destination and after we kissed, he and Ivy went for the walk and I entered into the agency. The boss was very pleasant middle age lightly fat man with very broken English. Worst the Ivy’s that I hardly could control myself to not to laugh. I showed him my authorization in English and we started discussion about what went wrong. He offered me beverages and I took only plain water. He said that he hired a special agency for radio, TV advertising and publishing, but none of them fulfilled their part of the deal. Radio and TV stations didn’t broadcast enough numbers of our commercials daily (10 times a day for two weeks) and the printing house didn’t print enough posters, flyers and other things they were paid for. I asked him to show me all his invoices, the contract with that agency and to give me the address and the full name of the person in charge. After he did it, I made a copies of all documents and took quick look. It looked like that hired agencies didn’t respect the contract. I asked him why he didn’t say anything about it earlier and if he had problems, why didn’t he hired the lawyer? He tried to explain to me that the thigs aren’t so easy in his country. I said to him that his problems aren’t our problems and reverse. I promised to him that I will try to help, but if I will be unable to help him, we will press the charges against his agency. Leaving his office, I said that I might call him tomorrow. I had a feeling that he is hiding something, that he stole certain amount of money but I will know it much more tomorrow.

I called my angles telling them that I’m done and we returned to the hotel. I asked them what they have been doing and they said that they had nice cappuccino and they visited few sex shops. Ivy said that she saw few interesting things but she didn’t want to buy anything until I see it. I promised to her that we will go to the shop once I finish my tasks. Coming to the hotel, we had a supper (plain mixed salad) and we enjoyed in conversation and kissing. We both cuddled my Prince’s crouches giving him sign that we are willing to have sex, but when he smiled and politely said: “No”, we didn’t force him. After the good supper we went to the bar and had the last drink before going to the bed. Now, my Prince spotted very beautiful slim and tall dark hair call girl. He had erection. Only certain type of the girls can cause him having erection when he sees them. He was thrilled with her long slim legs and tiny ass and my Ivy loved her full middle size round breasts and her lips. She said that she will go and ask her how much she charges for the sex. When she said that it’s a 500 Euro the whole night in our room, we told my Prince that we will gladly pay if he wants her and that we want her too. Then he said that it’s too much money and that he would never give more than 50 Euro for sex explaining that it’s wasting of money that can be spent on somebody in the real need. We agreed and we told him that we won’t hire her.

But, Ivy and I looked at each other. We knew what we wanted and we had to have it. We wanted to fuck her but we wanted to respect Prince’s wish to not to pay her. So, when my Prince said that he is little bit tired and wanted to go to the room, Ivy and I said that we’ll stay little bit longer. He kissed us and when he went, we approached to the girl, invited her to our table and little by little we had a great time laughing like we know each other for years. She was in Croatia several times visiting our islands and she loved it. Her name was *Tanja (*fake name). Having too many lemon vodka, the girl became easy prey. She wasn’t drunk but under the influence of alcohol. We seduced her and we took her into our room. Prince was sleeping. We couldn’t stop giggling, kissing her and touching her ass and breasts. We weren’t loud so we didn’t wake him up. She had gorgeous smile and perfect face lines and after the shower we led her to the bed and told her to suck Prince’s cock. Just as she started to suck him he woke up being surprised seeing her sucking him. He thought we hired her and he was about to make the scene when I deep kissed him and whispered into his ear that sex is for free. He relaxed and he let her continue to suck his cock while I sat on his face and joined her and Ivy in eating his cock and balls. We fucked her on various ways until we were all exhausted. She had very tasty pussy and ass and my Prince fucked her hard but he enjoyed much more in eating her pussy and ass. There was a lot of PTM and ATM sex plus various combinations. Well, she didn’t let to be fucked in the ass. She does that only for money, so my Ivy and I gladly let our Prince to fuck our asses. At the end it looks like my Ivy showed more interest for her than my Prince. She was making out with her constantly cuddling and sucking her breasts. My Prince and I took the shower and we went to sleep. Ivy moved with her in the other room and “played” with her.

When I woke up in the morning, my Prince was watching TV music channel having earphones. Ivy was wrapped around Tanja. Seeing them I had to giggle. We let them sleep and Prince and I dressed up and went to the restaurant for a coffee. During the coffee we smooched and held hands. He thanked me for seducing Tanja and he apologized for his reaction. I told him that it’s is fine and that he has to learn to trust me and Ivy. Then I asked him:
- Honey, how did you know that it wasn’t Ivy or me that sucked you?
He smiled and said:
- Haha …. I can’t believe you forgot.
Me: Forgot? What?
Prince: The time when Ivy bet against you that I will guess who is kissing me, giving me blow job, whose ass and pussy I lick and fuck….. with blind folded eyes.
I remembered and I started to laugh and I said: You devil you. Hahahaha …. I didn’t forget it; it just didn’t come to my mind. Now when you mention. I lost the bet because you always guessed right.
Prince: I didn’t guess, honey. I knew. I can perfectly distinguish you two in sex. I know how you taste and smell and how you do things to me. So, Tanja’s technique, lips, mouth was way different from yours and Ivy’s.
Me (thrilled): But you were sleeping! How could you notice the difference?
Prince: I don’t know; I just knew it wasn’t neither of you.
I deep kissed him and said:
- I was right about you. You are naturally talented and born for sex. And you have no idea how much we are happy that you are.