“Really?” Nicole asked, astounded at the little girl’s keen observations.
Ainsley nodded. “And you look happier, too. I can tell that you really love them.”
Emotion overwhelmed Nicole and she choked up. “I do,” she whispered.
“I love you, too,” Ainsley said. “Good night, Nicole!”
“Good night, sweetie,” Nicole said as she stood and went to the door. She turned back to see that Ainsley’s eyes were already closed and she had a small smile on her face. Turning out the light, Nicole left the room, closing the door softly behind her.
Downstairs, Ryan and Ben were putting on their coats by the front door. Nicole hugged them both.
“We’ll stop by tomorrow afternoon after we’ve dropped the bomb on Mom and Dad,” Ryan said. “Have a good night.”
“Oh, we will,” Remy said as he gave Nicole’s ass a squeeze. She jumped and blushed, but her brother just laughed as they went out the door.
The door had barely closed before Shay had her pressed up against it, hands pinned above her head as he kissed her. Lust flared through Nicole’s body as she wiggled against him. If someone had told her that she would be turned on by being tied up or pinned down, she would have laughed. But that’s what happened whenever Shay did it to her. And if it made it easier for him, whatever the reason, she was happy to submit.
“I’ve got some fun planned for you tonight,” he murmured against her ear.
“Yes, Sir,” she gasped at the feel of his tongue on her neck.
He pulled back and looked at her. “Outside the bedroom, you don’t have to call me Sir unless I ask.” She must have looked confused, because he gave her a gentle smile and said, “It’s a quirk.”
“Good thing I like quirky guys,” she replied. He groaned and kissed her again before moving away from the door.
“Get that sexy ass upstairs,” he said, and she practically ran up ahead of him, giggling.
When she got to the bedroom, she caught her breath at the sight that greeted her. Remy was completely naked, and lying on the bed, his erect cock pointing straight up. Shay arrived in the room a moment later.
“I’m glad to see you’re ready,” he said to Remy as he closed the door and locked it.
“Yes, Sir,” Remy replied.
“Nicole, strip and kneel down at the foot of the bed,” he ordered.
“Yes, Sir,” she replied as she began to get out of her clothes, tossing them aside piece by piece until she too was naked. When she knelt at the end of the bed, she had a great view between Remy’s legs, and she could feel her pussy throbbing as she remembered the feel of that cock within her. She watched as Shay placed Remy’s wrists and ankles into the restraints that they’d used on her the previous night. Once he finished, he got off the bed and faced her, but his eyes flicked behind her and then back.
“We have a problem, Nicole,” he said, his voice low. “And I think it’s going to require a punishment.”
A thrill of fear went through Nicole. What was wrong? Her mind raced as she tried to figure out where she hadn’t complied with Shay’s orders, but she came up blank. She watched as he walked behind her and stood over the clothes that she’d discarded in a heap on the floor. Remembering the painstaking care he’d taken the previous night to lay their clothes neatly onto the chair, her stomach sank.
“I don’t like my room to be disorganized,” he said. “When you undress, you will place your clothes neatly into the hamper, or lay them across the chair if you’ll be wearing them again. Please fix this.”
“Yes, Sir.” She scrambled to her feet and scooped the pile of clothes off the floor, and then dropped them into the hamper. When she had done that, she returned to her kneeling position at the end of the bed.
“Stand up, Nicole.”
“Yes, Sir.” She stood up, and saw Remy’s head lifted, a smile on his face as he watched.
“Bend over and place your hands on the footboard, and spread your legs.”
“Yes, Sir.”
As she assumed the position, Shay disappeared into the storage room. When he returned, she couldn’t see him behind her, and she wondered what he had in mind for her. A moment later, she felt something soft trailing down her back and turned her head to see what it was.
“Eyes forward,” Shay snapped.
Turning back to face Remy, who smirked in front of her, she said, “Yes, Sir.”
“Nicole, if I ask you to go to the foot of the bed, this is the position I want you in. Do you understand?”
“Yes, Sir.”
“Good. Now tell me what you’re going to do from now on when you take off your clothes.”
“I’m going to put them in the hamper, Sir.”
There was a sharp sting as he spanked her, but the spot of impact immediately began to feel warm and tingled as the sting disappeared. “Or?”
Shit! What else did he say? “Or, um, put them on the chair?” Another smack. “Sir!”
“That’s better. I’m going to flog you now, Nicole, like I did with Remy last night. I’ll be gentle, but if it feels like you’re almost at your limit, I want you to use the word yellow. If you absolutely cannot take any more, use the word red. But only use the safe words if you are truly incapable of going on, because once you do, I will stop immediately, and our play will end. Do you understand?”
“Yes, Sir.”
She heard the swish of the flogger in the air just before it struck her ass, and she cried out. The sting from the flogger was different than the sting of his hand, more like a scattering of pinpricks, and she moaned softly as her pussy throbbed. Why being spanked or struck with the flogger turned her on, she wasn’t sure, but she knew she didn’t want it to end. The punishment continued, with Shay pushing further each time, testing how much she could take.
“Ow!” she cried after a particularly hard blow, the tears which had begun to well in her eyes finally spilling over and down her cheeks.
Shay placed a hand on her ass, softly stroking the sensitive flesh. “Do you need to use a safe word, Nicole?”
She debated with herself for a minute. Could she take more or was she done? “I think…”
“I think we’re done for now,” he said, his voice softer than normal as he caressed her butt and thighs.
She cried harder. She had disappointed him, and she didn’t want him to think she couldn’t take what he gave her. “I’m sorry, Sir. You can continue.”
“Stand up, Nicole,” he said.
“Yes, Sir.” She did as he asked, keeping her eyes lowered and watching as the fat teardrops hit the carpet at her feet.
Shay took her hand and led her to the bathroom. He filled one of the glasses on the counter from the tap and handed it to her. “Drink some. You need to stay hydrated.”
“Thank you, Sir.” The water felt wonderfully cold and refreshing as it slid over her tongue and down her throat. When she had finished, she set it back on the counter.
“Look at me, Nicole.”
When she lifted her eyes to his, she saw the concern in them. “You did beautifully,” he said. “By the end, I was giving it pretty hard. There’s no shame in using a safe word, and I would rather you did that than allowing the play to continue past the point where you’re comfortable. We need to build up the trust between us. You have to trust that I won’t push you too far, but I have to trust you to let me know where that limit is.”
“Yes, Sir.” Her voice was barely a whisper.
In a move that surprised her, he put his arms around her shoulders and pulled her against him. “You can put your arms around my waist,” he said.
She hesitated for a moment, and then slipped her arms around him. He stiffened at first, but then relaxed a bit, and they stood for a few minutes without saying a word.
“Remy’s been tied up out there for a while,” Shay said at last. “Go undo his bonds. I’ll be out in a minute and I expect to see you sucking him off.”
“Yes, Sir,” she replied. This was an order she
was only too happy to comply with. Going out to the bedroom, she climbed up on the bed and began to release Remy’s arms and legs. “Shay said I should let you out.”
“You two okay?” he asked.
“Just fine,” she told him with a grin. “But he wants to see your cock in my mouth when he gets back out here.”
“I see. You better do that then. Wouldn’t want to disappoint him.”
She giggled as she knelt between his legs and lowered her mouth over Remy’s impressive length, swirling her tongue around the smooth head of his penis while he groaned in appreciation. He slid his hands into her hair, urging her to take more of him, and she did her best to accommodate. Pre-cum already leaked from the tip and she tasted him on her tongue, loving that she could make him feel so good. While she moved her mouth up and down on Remy’s dick, she heard the bathroom door open, and her heart rate increased, hoping that soon she’d have a chance to fuck them again.
Shay got up on the bed beside them and stroked her hair as she sucked Remy’s cock, his hand drifting down her back to her ass, and then between her legs, where he began to massage her pussy lips. She moaned and sucked Remy even harder while she pushed back against Shay’s hand, trying to encourage his fingers to touch her clit. Instead, he slipped them into her and began to fuck her with them. It drove her wild.
“God, Nicole!” Remy cried. “Fuck! I’m going to come!”
“Swallow it!” Shay said. “Let him blow his load in your mouth.”
He’s going to come in my mouth! She looked up into Remy’s eyes, his face contorted in pleasure as he began to shoot the strings of hot cum into her throat. She had done that. She had made him lose control, and the knowledge made her feel powerful. She hadn’t been sure about swallowing, and the sharp taste of the cum wasn’t what she’d expected, but she did her best to take it all down.
Shay grabbed her hair and tugged her head up and back, kissing her deeply and sweeping the remaining drops of Remy’s cum from her mouth. As their mouths pressed together, he began to rub her clit in hard little circles. She tried to cry out but the sound was muffled by his mouth on hers. His touch was relentless, pushing her to orgasm faster and harder than before, until she shuddered and collapsed to the bed, the pleasure so powerful it left her shaking.
“Oh my God!” she gasped, eyes closed, recovering from the intense feelings. Moments later, she opened her eyes to see Shay with his mouth around Remy’s hard-again cock. Propping herself up on her elbow, she watched the action, and the telltale throbbing in her genitals began again. For the first time, she wasn’t a participant in the action, but the observer. And the sight of Shay sucking Remy off turned her on more than she thought possible. The pulsing between her legs grew until she couldn’t stand it anymore. She needed release. Angling herself so she could still see, she reached one hand between her legs and stroked her pussy lips, the touch hesitant at first. But now that she had a better understanding of what brought her pleasure, it didn’t take long for a finger to slip between the lips to touch her clit, swollen again as desire coursed through her. The touch tore a gasp from her throat and she threw her head back, rubbing faster and more firmly now.
Growing up in her ultra-Catholic family, Nicole had always been taught that any kind of pleasure, unless it was between a man and wife, was a sin. Though her hands brushed her genitals when she showered, she’d only ever had mild tingles. And even then, she never felt the need to explore, the desperate need to touch herself. Nothing had ever gotten her to the state of arousal she experienced now until Remy and Shay had become her lovers. Then, they were the ones bringing her pleasure. As she rubbed her clit faster and harder, she couldn’t believe how much pleasure she could bring herself. Her moans grew louder as the pressure inside her built. So close, she thought as she approached the peak. The image of Remy between her legs with his mouth pressed to her pussy popped into her head, and she came, crying out in bliss.
A low chuckle near her feet had her opening her eyes to see both of her men watching her. Heat rose up through her body. I can’t believe they watched me do that! She jumped up off the bed and dashed for the bathroom, but Shay beat her to the door and blocked her path.
“What’s wrong?” He grabbed her chin and forced her to look at him. Nicole couldn’t speak. “Are you embarrassed about what just happened?”
Tears squeezed out of her eyes as she nodded. “Yes, Sir.”
“Don’t be. It’s completely natural to masturbate when you’re aroused, and Remy and I certainly loved watching it.”
“But—”
He cut her off with a kiss. “Enough. You have no reason to be embarrassed with us. In fact, you’ve given me lots of ideas for future sessions.” A wicked glint appeared in his eyes.
Nicole swallowed, her mouth suddenly dry.
“But another time,” he said. “Right now, Remy and I need to fuck you. Both of us. Together.”
Nicole frowned, not quite understanding how they planned on doing that, but she had no time to think about it.
“Go hop on Remy’s cock.”
She started for the bed when a sharp sting on her ass made her gasp. Whirling around, she saw Shay’s angry expression, and realized her mistake. “I’m sorry, Sir.”
“Get up there and ride him,” Shay directed again.
“Yes, Sir,” Nicole replied, and when Shay nodded, she climbed on the bed, where Remy waited for her.
This would be a new position for her and she hesitated a moment before throwing one leg over his hips and straddling him. His cock pressed against her pussy, but not into it.
“Lift up off of me for a second,” Remy instructed. She raised herself above him and he grabbed his cock, pointing it straight up at her. “Now lower yourself down, slowly.”
As she settled back down, Remy guided himself into her, and she sighed. He smiled up at her and then pulled her down so she lay on top of him, and they began to kiss. Their mouths moved slowly together as he began to thrust up into her, every movement gentle.
A drop of cold liquid between her ass cheeks startled her and she raised her head to look over her shoulder. Shay knelt between their legs, holding a bottle in his hand. He squirted some more of the liquid into his hand and shocked her when he began to run his fingers over her asshole.
“Shay, what—”
He spanked her. “Silence.”
“Yes, Sir.”
Remy continued to gently move in and out of her as Shay coated her back hole with the liquid. Though unexpected, she began to enjoy the feeling of his fingers against her, and moaned softly when he began to press one inside of her. Wicked. This was so wicked. But she couldn’t deny the way his finger thrusting into her ass heightened her pleasure. Moments later, Shay pressed another finger in to join the first. She caught her breath as he stretched her, and moaned louder.
“Just relax,” Remy said, pulling her head down to his shoulder. “Shay’s going to put his cock in you.” She tensed up. He was putting what in her? “Relax. You’ll like it.”
His lips against her ear and neck helped to put her at ease and she tried to let go of the tension within her. When she had relaxed a little more, Shay pulled his fingers out and pressed his cock against her asshole. Nicole gasped, breathing hard. His cock was much bigger than his fingers. Inch by inch, he sank into her, and when he was all the way in, he groaned.
“You have a beautiful ass, Nicole.”
“Thank you, Sir.” She groaned as she adjusted to the incredible fullness. With Remy in her pussy and Shay in her ass, she was stretched to the limit.
When Shay began to thrust, she whimpered and grunted. He and Remy established a rhythm between them, one filling her as the other pulled back, and then switching so one of them was always buried deep in her body. They began to move faster.
“Oh! Oh! Oh!” Nicole cried, incapable of more articulate speech. She didn’t feel too bad about it though because the men were grunting and moaning along with her.
Shay suddenly wrapped her
hair around his hand and pulled her head back. “Sit up!”
“Yes, S–S–Sir!” she gasped, pushing herself up on Remy’s chest.
Wrapping one arm around her shoulders, pinning her arms to her side, Shay slid the other one down to her pussy where he began to rub her clit.
“I want you to come for me,” he growled in her ear. “I want to feel your gorgeous ass squeeze my cock while Remy is in your cunt.”
She could barely manage to whisper, “Yes, Sir.” And then the simultaneous sensations of having her ass and pussy full of cock while Shay stimulated her already sensitive clit pushed her into an explosive orgasm.
“Fuck! Yes!” she screamed. “Fuck, fuck, fuck!” Each cry matched the fevered thrusting of the men.
The contractions in her pelvis and abdomen seemed to go on and on, keeping her in a state of bliss.
“Remy!” Shay shouted. “Come! Now!”
“Yes, Sir!” Remy cried and Nicole felt the hot burst of liquid in her pussy as he groaned. A moment later, another blast filled her ass with Shay’s cum, and he finally released her.
Collapsing on top of Remy, Nicole panted and gasped, the three of them still connected in a way she never would have believed possible. Shay slapped each of her ass cheeks in quick succession and then said, “Don’t move.”
“Yes, Sir.”
She couldn’t have moved if she tried. Every limb trembled. Shay pulled out of her ass, and she heard him fumbling with something behind her. A moment later she felt a cool cloth on her ass as he cleaned her up. He lifted her gently off Remy and turned her onto her back, legs splayed as he used another cloth to wipe down the front of her, and then she watched while he washed Remy. After finishing, he disappeared into the bathroom.
Remy pulled her against him, brushing her forehead and hair with his lips, and whispering softly in her ear. “You are the most beautiful woman in the world.” Nicole beamed, happiness swelling inside her.
A moment later, Shay returned to bed and pressed himself to Nicole’s back, sliding an arm around her waist and kissing her shoulder. “That was the most incredible thing,” he said. “Thank you.”
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