Saving Master Rafael [Prometheus in Chains 11] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour)

by Clair de Lune

  “Jess, let me help you. I want you to sit at the opposite end to the taps and keep your back to the end of the bath so you won’t get too wet. There will be no playing in the water tonight, my subs, just a relaxing bath. There’ll be time enough for frolicking when Jess can get his back and shoulders wet.” He placed Jess where he’d indicated and got into the bath between the two of them. The bath was huge, and even with three there was space left over, and Jess wondered just how many could bathe in comfort in the big bath. He sat at the end of the bath and soaked while he watched the other two. Master Rafael would not let him join in. Heather took a soft sponge and washed their Dom. Jess noticed that she paid a lot of attention to his groin, and in spite of the bubbles, he could see that Master Rafael had a superb erection. The Dom lay back against the side of the bath so as to allow Heather free rein for a while. She hummed deep in her throat as she caressed his swollen cock and his balls with the sponge.

  “My turn now,” Master Rafael said, gently taking the sponge from her hand. Soon Jess saw her become aroused. She panted and squirmed as Master Rafael repaid her in kind. Jess couldn’t help smiling as she writhed, trying to escape the Dom’s questing hands but in vain.

  “Right, now it’s your turn, Jess. I noticed that you enjoyed our show, and now we certainly intend to enjoy yours.”

  Slowly and carefully Master Rafael sponged along the length of Jess’s left leg, almost reaching his groin. Jess could feel his mounting arousal, and he arched his back ready for the Dom’s attentions to his cock. However, he stopped before he got to Jess’s dick and began on the other leg. Jess was frantic. He wanted, he needed Rafael to…

  “Oh, look what I can see peeping out of the foam,” Heather exclaimed. “It has one eye, and it’s looking at me. Is it a snake?”

  “It’s our pet’s python,” Master Rafael said, chuckling. Jess glowered. They were really teasing him now, and he was hard. He felt his eyes dilate as their Dom reached beneath the foam and kneaded his balls. With his other hand he squeezed water out of the sponge in a cascade that ran over Jess’s slit and poured down his cock. His breath hitched, and he panted as Master Rafael repeated it a few times then gently washed his chest, taking care not to wet his shoulders in the process. He washed Heather’s back then handed the sponge to Jess to do the same for him. Jess allowed water to cascade down the slim, muscled back and watched those muscles flex. He longed to lick the back in front of him and thought “Why not?” Leaning forward, he ran his tongue over his Dom’s shoulders and down his back to the evident delight of the recipient.

  “Enough now I think.” Master Rafael stood up, water running off his long, elegant shape in rivulets. Jess laughed as Heather giggled when she saw the veritable stream of water running off the head of his erect cock. He ignored their hilarity and stepped out of the tub. He retrieved a robe and slipped into it, and then he turned and helped first Heather and then Jess out of the bath. He held out a soft towelling robe for each of them. Then they began to dry each other amongst much giggling and squirming from Heather, chuckling from Jess, and mock growling from Master Rafael. Jess was so happy. It was worth all the pain of the flogging to have this happy and relaxed bath-time with the two people he cared most about in the world. Now where had that come from? He realised it was true. He did care for the Dom, and he just hoped this would work out and they would have a great future together. He felt he could take nothing for granted as this was just a trial. They were in the club after all, even if he had taken a private room. It wasn’t his home. If it didn’t last forever, he wanted it to make them some happy memories to console them later. His thoughts were pleasantly interrupted.

  “Now let’s go into the bedroom. My cock is telling me it’s past time to fuck one or both of you.” Heather helped their Dom to place the robes on the heated towel rails so they would be dry if they needed them later.

  * * * *

  In the bedroom Heather stood clutching Jess’s hand. She shivered in spite of not being cold. She’d enjoyed the play-time in the bathroom, but reality struck. She knew it was a trial. What would she do if he decided he didn’t want her and Jess? How foolish to worry. She couldn’t do anything about it. It would be better to enjoy their time together. If it only lasted for the week, then she and Jess would face the future together. She clutched his hand and was comforted by the squeeze he gave her in return.

  “Heather, lie down on your back on the bed, your head to the foot of the bed and hanging slightly off. Jess, go to her. She’s going to suck your cock and you are going to use your mouth to make her come. I will fuck Jess at the same time, and neither of you may come until I give you permission.”

  Heather lay down on the bed and waited. She’d never done it like this before and had no idea if what he wanted would work, but she trusted that he knew what he was doing. Jess positioned himself on top of her, the swollen, fat, red head of his cock in reach of her mouth, in fact almost between her lips. She put out her tongue and licked off a drop of pearly fluid. “Mmm, you taste so good,” she murmured.

  “Okay, Jess, lean over her. Take the weight on your arms. Is that comfortable for you? You aren’t in any pain that way?” Heather was pleased to hear the concern in Master Rafael’s voice. When Jess had reassured him that all was well, and had done as he was bid, Master Rafael said, “Lube coming up now. It will feel very cold.”

  She heard the top of the cap as he flipped it open. Then she felt Jess shiver as the cold gel was applied to skin still warm from the bath.

  “Now!”

  As soon as he said it, she began to lick and suck Jess’s cock as his mouth in turn found her clit. He sucked it and her labia into his mouth as she liked. Master Rafael must have started to fuck Jess because his body started to move rhythmically. It was like some complicated and intricate dance. Heather concentrated on keeping Jess’s dick in her mouth, using her hand to steady it and pump the base. His tongue on her clit was driving her higher.

  She fought not to come and concentrated on giving him all the pleasure of which she was capable of bestowing with her mouth, tongue, and hand. She was fast losing the battle, as Jess’s talented tongue, combined with his knowledge of what pleased her most, made her writhe in ecstasy. His tongue probed her pussy and flicked over her clit time and again. Then she almost lost it as once again he sucked her clit and labia into his mouth and suckled. She felt herself slipping over the edge and was unable to stop herself.

  It was with great relief that she heard Master Rafael say, “Come now!”

  She let the waves of pleasure flow over her as a powerful orgasm convulsed her body. At the same time Jess’s cock pulsed hot streams of salty cum into her mouth, and she swallowed eagerly. They all collapsed on the bed in a tangle of limbs. Heart hammering, Heather lay there entwined with the two men she cared most about in the world. She realised with a jolt that it was indeed so and wondered how she was going to cope if Master Rafael didn’t feel the same way about them.

  Chapter Eight

  This was the pattern of their evenings in the club. Heather was so very happy, but still their Dom had said nothing. She had no idea why. One evening instead of the bath, Master Rafael took them into the shower. Jess’s shoulders were much better, and Doc had said he could shower now. A large tiled cubicle with jets and hand-holds positioned along the floor, ceiling, and sides, it was a sensual experience just having a normal shower. However, their Dom had other ideas. Turning on the water, he selected a comfortable temperature.

  “Heather, back against the wall and wrap your legs around Jess’s waist. Jess, feet apart. I am going to take you from behind as you fuck Heather.” As he said it, he thrust into Jess, whose cock was pushed deep into Heather, and a different sort of dance began with their Dom dictating the pace and rhythm of their love-making. For Heather, it was an amazing ride, and Jess panted as he was pushed forward deep inside her, groaning at every thrust.

  “Superb, it’s all I hoped it would be.” Master Rafael sounded breathless as he powered i
nto Jess, who in turn thrust deeply into her pussy. She clung onto Jess, rising up and down at each thrust. She laid her head back against the wall, heedless of the water cascading around them in sensual streams and her head knocking against the tiles, as Jess continued to power into her willing cunt. The tingles began deep inside her, and she knew that Jess was close, too. It was over all too soon as she screamed Jess’s name. The waves of pleasure rolled over her, and she saw stars like points of light as her cunt muscles convulsed and squeezed Jess’s cock, dragging him over the edge, too. His cock spurted his seed deep within her, and as she felt the hot rush of his release, she heard the orgasmic groan of Master Rafael. Slowly Jess withdrew, and she lowered her legs. She managed to stand but wobbled, and Jess, although none too steady himself, held her up. Then they all leaned on each other for support as they regained their breath.

  “Let’s have a shower now,” Master Rafael said. They soaped each other and laughed as hands wandered to sensitive parts and tickled ribs. Eventually they were clean, and they spilled out of the shower to dry each other with more wandering hands and much mirth. Their Dom led them to the bedroom.

  “Time to rest now,” he said. Lifting up the covers, he lay on the bed and held out his arms. Heather settled on one side and Jess on the other, all cuddling close together. Soon gentle breathing told Heather that her men were fast asleep. She couldn’t drop off. Her brain was too busy with thoughts of the future. This had been going on for a week now. Master Rafael seemed happy with them. Both she and Jess were happier than they’d ever been. Jess was fulfilled in a way he’d never been before. His eyes shone when they settled on their Dom, and she knew he was content to let Master Rafael be in charge of them both. She was ashamed that she hadn’t realised Jess’s need before.

  Why then hasn’t Master Rafael talked to us? Why hasn’t he asked us to move in with him? What’s he waiting for? I want so much to get things moving, and I hate this not knowing. I need a plan. She thought for a while then smiled. Yes, that would do. We are ready to move on. If he isn’t, he is going to be given a nudge in the right direction. It’s a daring plan all right, but it might well succeed. Nothing ventured nothing gained, as my old mum used to say.

  * * * *

  “I’m not happy about this,” Jess said as they parked their car in a dark spot in the car-park in front of what must be Master Rafael’s block of flats.

  “Shh, don’t make a noise. Let’s get out and find out where he lives.”

  They got out and slipped into the building behind him. Luckily the door closed very slowly and Jess was able to catch it and hold it until they heard the lift doors close. They checked the mail-boxes and found the floor and flat number, and then they left.

  “I still think this is way too risky. What if he spots us before you carry out your plan? He’s going to be really angry that we followed him like this.”

  “Well, I’m tired of waiting for him to make up his mind. If he doesn’t want us and he’s angry and throws us out, at least we shall have a decision. This bloody state of not knowing is killing me,” Heather replied.

  “You always were an impatient little baggage,” Jess replied and swatted her on the behind. She giggled and ran off to the car.

  “Tomorrow is make or break. Let’s hope it works out the way we want,” she said as Jess unlocked the door and she got in.

  * * * *

  The next night instead of lingering in Prometheus in Chains, they hurried out, and Heather was pleased that Jess drove fast across the city to the block of flats where Master Rafael lived. He parked in a dark spot so that their car would not be recognised then they got out. Their friends, Tina and Andy, were waiting, and all four hurried into the building.

  “Whew, that was lucky. If that couple hadn’t been leaving, we might not have got in in time. I hadn’t thought of that. He’s not far behind us,” Heather said.

  “Let’s hope Mistress Catriona can detain him for a while and there’s nothing else you haven’t thought of,” Jess replied acidly

  “Well the door wasn’t locked the other night. Who would have expected it to be tonight?” Heather said defensively as they got into the lift, and went up to the fourth floor, leaving Tina down in the lobby to get in the lift with Master Rafael when he arrived.

  “Let’s get these lightbulbs out before he gets here. We don’t want too much light or he might wonder why Tina can’t see her key. It’s lucky I remembered to bring gloves.” Jess removed the bulbs and put them in the paper bag Andy held out. The couple had been friends with them for many years and were really rather thrilled to be involved in this adventure.

  Jess, Andy, and Heather hid round the corner from the flat and waited.

  Suddenly the lift pinged and the doors opened. Tina got out as did Master Rafael. He strode to his door, opened it, and was about to go in when Tina let out a wail.

  “For goodness’ sake, dratted key and I can’t see a thing.” Tina had a soft voice but the desperate, “little girl lost” tone did it every time.

  “What is it? May I be of assistance?”

  “I’ve dropped my key, and I can’t seem to find it. Can you help please?”

  Heather knew that cajoling tone. Tina was a small, elfin-like creature. She always looked helpless, not that she was, but Rafael had seen her in the lift and Tina would have made sure he noticed her. She was good at that. Men usually fell over themselves to help her, and Master Rafael was no exception. Tina appealed to their chivalrous side, and they all responded. Heather had been counting on that. Heather knew that their Dom wouldn’t be able to resist going to help, and she was right. Leaving the key in the lock and the door ajar, Rafael turned and walked over to her. As he did so, Jess followed Heather into his flat, leaving Andy to wait for Tina.

  “Oh goodness, where do we hide?” Heather let panic creep into her voice. Jess took out his torch and flashed the beam briefly around the entrance. She saw a door standing open to what looked like a study, to judge from the brief glimpse of bookshelves she’d seen.

  “You go in there and hide. There must be a desk in there. I’ll hide in this coat cupboard,” Jess whispered. “Get a move on. Don’t make a noise.” As she went into the room, she heard the cupboard door close quietly. She felt around in the gloom and found a desk. Slipping under it, she settled herself in the knee-hole. Breathing quietly, she listened. She could see nothing, but her hearing seemed more acute. Not a moment too soon. The door of the flat opened then closed with a snap. Brisk footsteps sounded on the parquet flooring in the entrance hall. Whatever the outcome, they’d burned their boats now.

  * * * *

  Rafael was glad to get home. He was tired, and now he’d wasted time with that dozy female in the hall. He’d noticed her in the lift. Who wouldn’t have done? She was creating a hurricane batting her eyelashes at him. Silly little piece, he wasn’t interested in her at all. He just wanted Heather and Jess. He listened, and then he was sure he’d heard a noise in his study. He looked through the open door. He could see no-one. He was still, but all was silent save for the ticking of the grandfather clock against the wall. Its sound was familiar and always comforting. Turning on the light, he went over to the huge desk and sat down, switching on his computer, intending to e-mail his friend Javi to thank him for the packet he’d just collected from the mail-box. It had seemed to take ages to get here, but then he had good reason to be impatient.

  He felt two hands gently part his legs, and he gasped in shock. One hand, with neatly trimmed nails painted a colour he recognised as “grape sorbet,” lowered his zip then reached inside and carefully extracted his cock. The other hand cupped and squeezed his balls in an insistent rhythm, while the first one pumped his cock. He was hot and hard, and he moaned aloud at the pleasure she was giving him. Her thumb found the drop of pearly pre-cum and smeared it over the fat purple head of his dick. Her small, pointed tongue flicked out and licked it off.

  “Delicious,” she murmured, stabbing her tongue in and out of his slit, mimic
king what he knew she needed him to do to her. She took his cock into her mouth and nipped and sucked on the head until he could stand no more. He inserted his thumb into the corner of her mouth and released her grip on his cock with a “plop.” He pulled her to her feet.

  “You are going to pay for that,”

  “Promises, promises, I can’t wait,” she countered.

  “Did you come here alone at this time of night?”

  “I didn’t come here alone, Master Rafael.”

  “How did you get in? Oh, I know now why that dozy girl couldn’t find her key. Crafty little sub that you are.”

  “Yes, Master Rafael.”

  “Where is he then? Not under the desk, too?”

  “In the cupboard in the hall.”

  “Bend over that desk and wait for me.”

  * * * *

  He left her, and she heard him open the door to the cupboard.

  “Out you come, Jess. Come and join your partner in crime in my study. She’s about to pay for her temerity, and you might as well get your share, too. Go and take your place beside her. I am going to enjoy this,” Master Rafael said, chuckling.

  Heather felt Jess bend over the desk. Her bottom was quivering and her legs shaking.

  “Now, now, Jess. Fair’s fair. She is going to take this on her bare behind. Lose the jeans and the boxers please.”

  She felt Jess stand up and she heard the rasp of cloth against his legs as he did as he was bid. It took a while, and she saw in her mind’s eye his thick and swollen cock and knew it wouldn’t be easy to push his tight boxers and fitted jeans over that hard erection. Then he gasped. Heather guessed that their Dom had taken the opportunity to caress Jess’s cock, which he seemed to do as often as he could.