Temper Dread: Book Two of the TEMPER Saga

by Lila Mina

  “Ahhh oku sama! His tongue… his tongue is deep inside me! Oh, licking me… eating me... oh, you’re so good… Goshujin sama… please continue, hm I love your mouth… more please…”

  The sight of him eating her out poured additional fuel on her fire. On impulse, she gripped his hair and pressed his head against her, rubbing herself fiercely against his face. Eyes already rolling back, mouth open wide, she couldn’t form coherent words, only moans and sighs of ecstasy. For once, he agreed with her controlling behavior. He moved to lick her stretched asshole while his nose rubbed her clit and nether lips. Lana lost it, uttering strangled noises as a powerful orgasm began to build.

  “Hm, you like it, don’t you?” Yuki whispered in her ear, playing with her nipples from behind. “You love fucking my husband, yes? You like his warm tongue in your pussy, his thick fingers in your ass, his big shaft in your throat… you can’t get enough, can you?”

  Such dirty words in the mouth of her sophisticated mistress made Lana’s head spin, and her juices gush. The naughty word games they played together never ceased to set her on fire.

  “Yes… I love it… Oku sama... He... his nose is… fucking… ah fucking my cunt… gnnn his tongue… his… his tongue is pressing on my asshole…. Ah! It’s so good!” Lana shook from head to toes until a scream of ecstasy left her. She lost her balance, but Honda caught her quivering and moaning body before he lowered her to his lap. Covered in sweat, her brow rested on his shoulder.

  “Yuki san, help me remove my clothes, please,” he instructed. His wife hastened to comply and somehow managed to get him half naked while he kept Lana in a tight embrace. “Good. You can go ahead now,” he ordered. His erection jutted and throbbed against Lana’s thigh; without thinking, she adjusted herself to welcome him. Face wet with her cum, Honda bit her ear.

  “This is delicious, but not too fast.” He pushed himself inside her, all too slow to her taste. At the same moment, Yuki took out the plug, leaving Lana with an odd empty feeling. It disappeared when something else probed her puckered hole. The object was cold, much thicker and well lubricated; either a strap-on, or a two-way dildo, like those Yuki and Lana often used together.

  “Neko chan, you are so amazing when you come undone like this,” Yuki growled, her naked breasts pressing against her sub’s back. Her rich mane of waist-length hair tickled Lana’s neck and shoulders, enveloping her in the delicate jasmine fragrance of her shampoo. “Relax, open yourself to me, let me take your delicious ass now while goshujin sama claims your dripping pussy. I want to feel his large shaft inside you, to see you lost in impossible pleasure…”

  “Yes…” Lana’s voice shook with tension and expectation. She grabbed Honda’s shoulders to keep her balance and buried her face in his neck to focus on the incredible sensations sparkling from her nether regions. He kept a tight grip on her hips.

  Their master enticed his wife with a low growl. “Go ahead, Yuki san, enjoy it, enjoy her…” The older woman moaned as she pushed the dildo inside Lana’s well-prepared orifice.

  Her nails dug hard in Honda’s flesh; she bit him to the blood to stifle her moan. A grunt and his rock-hard erection twitching inside her were her rewards. He pulled back her head to lick the drops of his blood on her lips. She was increasingly filled on both sides, but his hard kiss swallowed her sobs.

  Her mistress’ arms went around her, and for a short while, the trio stopped moving, wrapped in a tight lock, basking in the physical sensations swirling inside and between them. Lana panted hard, whimpering without interruption as she let herself go in the complete care and control of her companions.

  Yuki’s tongue swept along Lana’s neck down to her shoulder blades as she rocked her hips in slow motion. Her left hand kneaded her lover’s breast, rolling and pinching her nipple.

  This seemed to give Honda an idea, and he latched at the other one. Lana gasped, overwhelmed by sensations, sweat breaking all over her flushed body as heat spread from her core.

  “Do you like it, neko chan?” Yuki purred. “You give yourself to us without reservation, but do you like seeing us worshipping your body in return? Worshipping you like you deserve...”

  Unable to form a single coherent thought, Lana could only grunt. Her world had dissolved to turn into a decadent mist of agile hands, wet tongues, hot mouths, deft fingers and other long members probing her, sucking her, licking her, caressing her, devouring her.

  She mumbled nonsense while leaving her own trail of wet kisses on Honda’s exposed collarbone, even daring to lick the area where he had cut himself. Another climax sent her shaking and mewling.

  Honda groaned, then lay back, bringing the two women with him until Lana straddled him, still panting hard; Yuki was deep inside her, caressing her legs, ass and belly.

  “Ride me now, little mudansha,” Honda growled. “Ride me hard, until you are exhausted, until your body cannot take it anymore. Work on this resilience and stamina of yours. Yuki san, you may do as you wish on your end, but do not make her stop.”

  “Ah… y… yes, understood, goshujin sama,” Lana stuttered. She had to get a grip on herself, to focus and reconnect with the outside world, not simply let herself drown in a bottomless and mindless abyss of sensuality. Honda wanted more than a mere recipient for his urges. There had to be technique and discipline; there was always a lesson to learn.

  Lana pushed herself up, as far as possible with her other lover still buried in her backdoor, until she found a good angle. She brushed her sweat-matted hair away from her face and gripped his chest hard under his training jacket for leverage. His resilience wasn’t an issue.

  Their eyes locked, and she licked her lips; it was so tempting to snarl at him, challenge him and ask him if he was ready for this. But his stern glare told her this was not the time to defy him, to test where that would bring them.

  Lana began to grind herself on his member. Her mistress seemed happy to enjoy her strap-on dildo buried deep inside her sub and the friction on her clit. Lana moved as fast as she could while maintaining the same high-level tempo. Soon, her legs screamed in protest; pain mixed with pleasure.

  It was a marathon; she had to be patient, control her breathing until endorphins kicked in. The three of them grunted continuously, the sounds and smells of carefree, high-pace mating filled the room. Rivulets of sweat streamed along her back, chest and face. To her great pleasure, Honda was also losing his grip on his self-control.

  “You are doing well, neko chan, such stamina, such strong muscles rippling under my fingers… don’t slow down now,” Yuki panted in her ear, her hands on Lana’s hips. “First, he must have his pleasure…” She bit Lana’s neck harshly and licked the bruise she left there. “Then I will play a little with you, if you don’t mind? I also want to test your endurance and resistance… see what it takes to make you beg for mercy… and I will make you beg!”

  Yuki’s promise made Lana sob. Her eyes rolled back, but she fought her impulse to let herself go with all the energy she had left. Honda grunted more and more loudly. One hand shot to her face to push three fingers in her mouth. She seized his wrist to keep him in place, failing to suck his fingers in rhythm.

  His other hand tightened on her left thigh to the point of being painful. Finally, he climaxed with a thunderous roar, sending her over the edge. Her body arched and then crashed on Honda’s wide chest, a messy pool of sweat, cum, saliva and tears. His arms kept her in place.

  Yuki slipped outside her but right afterward, something much wider probed her again. Tensing by reflex, Lana tried to see what was happening, but Honda’s bearish embrace only tightened.

  “Do not move,” his voice rumbled from his chest under her ear. “She told you she would play with you, didn’t she? Well, this is part of her game.”

  Lana whimpered. Something lubricated, large and long, slowly yet surely slid inside her, stretching and dilating her. She wailed, her fingers gnawing at his chest until blood drops appeared.

  “Oh… no... please… oku sam
a… I… can’t… ng… oh...” Her meaningless cries turned on Yuki even more. Lana’s body was wracked by uncontrollable shaking.

  How… how big is this thing?

  Then Yuki straightened up and began to rock her hips. “Ah! It’s… it’s too much, oh please, stop!” Honda’s chest muffled Lana’s scream. His softened erection slipped out, pushed out by the massive competitor for size in her other entrance.

  “Hm…” Yuki said leisurely, her dreamy voice reaching Lana from afar, so lost in a cloud of sensual pain as she was. “How refreshing and delicious to see you so helpless under me neko chan… Brace yourself… Your safe word is ‘red’, isn’t it?”

  Lana shuddered. Until now, she had never needed to care about this with Yuki, who wanted to mark this new step in their relationship with fireworks.

  “Yes, oku sama…”

  “Do you need to say it now?”

  Lana shut her eyes and wet her lips, struggling to catch her breath and find her words. Honda caught up on her hesitation.

  “Don’t push yourself beyond what you really want, little mudansha,” he reminded her, his voice stern. “Don’t try to please us at any cost or prove us something. I will not accept it,” he released partially his hug to catch her eyes.

  She pushed herself up and didn’t look away. He was serious. She shook her head, her body trembling. “I know, and it’s still… manageable. I swear I’ll be… careful,” she stammered. Honda searched her face and nodded once.

  “Very well. Yuki san, you may proceed.”

  Yuki licked Lana’s neck and twisted a nipple. “Oh… I could come just by seeing you like this.” And with no further comment, Yuki began to demonstrate the extent of her own stamina, her strong, muscled legs, allowing her to keep a fast-paced pounding rhythm.

  Lana let out a throaty shout, then turned silent. Her body a ragged doll, only Honda’s arms kept her in place. He pulled her hair away from her face to keep close control over the situation. Nobody had taken her like that; not even Honda could reach so far, only something artificial could go so deep. Her mouth slackened and her whole body turned limp.

  “It’s so long and big, isn’t it?” Yuki purred in Lana’s ear. “We had another… just like this one… for me… but I often fainted when goshujin sama used it….” She continued to moan her delirious pleasure at taking her sub in the most hardcore fashion.

  “Oku sama… this… this... is too much… too big... oh please…. I am begging you... stop… please stop… no more…” There was no need to call ‘red’ yet, but it wasn’t hard to sound convincing because she was borderline.

  “Oh yes, I’m cumming! Oh, this is so good!” Yuki screamed at the top of her lungs. After leaving a last trail of kisses all along her lover’s spine, she released Lana carefully, before rolling next to her husband, a wild, satisfied smile on her lips.

  Lana was in no capacity to move. Panting and her mind a blank, she held on for dear life to Honda, face buried in his chest. Feather-like fingers roaming in her hair and on her neck calmed her racing heartbeat.

  “Congratulations on your birthday, goshujin sama, I hope you enjoyed my gift,” Yuki smiled after long minutes of comfortable silence.

  Her words startled Lana awake from her near slumber. Even more surprising, Honda’s hands on her head went still, and his long hiss of breath could be heard in the room.

  “Ah, yes. You are right, I forgot about it,” Honda’s deep rumble came out from under Lana’s ear. “Thank you, Yuki san. This was a… very enjoyable surprise, even though you know I don’t like those,” he chided his wife.

  “I do! That’s why I decided to be creative to make sure everyone would enjoy themselves,” Yuki laughed. “It was important to find a beautiful wrapping for your present,” she added, playing with Lana’s bra strap, which had fallen on her left biceps.

  “Well, my apologies, I didn’t know…” Lana’s heart skipped a couple of beats at Honda’s ghost smile and warm fingers cupping her face. Gently, he pushed her on her back alongside him.

  “I would never expect more than today’s demonstration of admirable generosity and endurance, Lana san. Anyone would be hard pressed to request more than what you are already doing every day. I welcome Yuki san’s… manipulative scheme.”

  Sitting up in seiza, he faced his two companions. Both scrambled on their knees to mirror him.

  “My heartfelt gratitude to both of you for your gift today, but also for your exemplary devotion. After today’s events, I owe it to you to express once again my gratefulness for your continuous efforts to meet my requests and… endure my demands. I am aware that they can be sometimes taxing and go beyond standard boundaries. Your unwavering fulfillment of duty is recognized and deeply appreciated.” His bow was much deeper than usual.

  As her forehead touched her hands, a new wave of dizziness blurred Lana’s sight; she did her best to hide her frown, unwilling to alert her companions.

  What’s going on with me? I’ll call Stein first thing in the morning, I can’t go on like this.

  5 Shattering News

  Her legs turned into jelly, forcing Lana to brace herself against the outside wall of the house. Ice filled her stomach; for a while, she couldn’t find her voice.

  “Are you sure, Doctor Stein? It’s impossible, I can’t believe it!”

  “I was shocked myself, I triple-checked the data… I’m also highly concerned. We need to run follow-up exams right away.”

  “Yes… next Thursday, around 6 pm?”

  “Let me check… Yes, we have an empty slot. Until then, try to take it slow. If you feel any kind of pain, go immediately to the nearest hospital, it could be a matter of life or death.”

  “Understood. Thank you.”

  With a heavy sigh, Lana hung up, and slid against the wall until she hit the wooden engawa, the outer deck running along the house. She rubbed her face, fingers playing nervously with her phone. Disruptive memories surged, claws of panic gripped her throat.

  No, don’t puke on the pretty flowers... bad idea… such poor manners…

  The whole world was drowned in the relentless white noise of cicadas hiding in the cherry trees. In the steaming hot air, sweat drenched her back, adding to her discomfort and the mindless buzz filling her head. Thankfully, this was a quiet Saturday; she didn’t have to run anywhere or pretend to focus on a work-related task.

  She caught a glimpse of Yuki working under the scorching afternoon sun in the corner of the garden where she grew various kinds of vegetables. Even when doing simple tasks like gardening, she managed to be so elegant. Her slender companion wore a pair of army-green slacks and a red shirt with long sleeves under a blue garden apron. A large straw hat protected her ivory complexion, and Lana could hear her soft humming. Anxiety twisted her guts.

  Oh… you are so beautiful and intense, so caring and strong… I’m so lucky… why did I have to screw this up?

  With a groan, Lana picked herself up to grab a pitch of chilled green tea and two glasses in the kitchen, along with cold slices of white peaches. It was cooler but still hot inside as nobody really cared much for air conditioning outside the rainy season. They were fine with shade and soft breezes, with the help of fans. Stepping again on the deck with everything carefully balanced on a tray, Lana put on her garden slippers.

  “Yuki sama, why don’t you take a break? I can help you afterward.”

  Her companion raised her head and shielded her eyes. “Thank you very much! Something cool to drink would be quite nice.”

  “Why not sit on the engawa?”

  “Yes, I could use some shade. Look at those beautiful tomatoes and cucumbers, this will make a delicious salad tonight.” Yuki removed her gardening gloves, and followed Lana back to the wooden deck, bringing along a full basket of vegetables.

  The women sat down and took a moment to enjoy the rich umami of their green tea. It was from the southwestern part of the country, a rare and delicate organic sencha that demanded silence and reflection. Lana us
ed this additional time to collect herself.

  “Hm, yes, much better, thank you,” Yuki smiled in appreciation.

  “Please don’t mention it.”

  There was another lengthy pause. Yuki patted her companion’s arm with affection. “So… what’s the matter? Why are you so tense?”

  “Oh, am I truly so transparent?”

  The older woman gave Lana an indulgent smile. “I wouldn’t dare guess what is on your mind, but I’ve come to learn your body and face relatively well, and something is clearly stressing you.”

  Lana stared at a small stone fountain where water flowed with a gentle murmur. In normal times, the sound appeased her, but her usual contemplative place seemed out of reach.

  “I’m pregnant,” she blurted out in a whisper, unable to look at her companion. I wouldn’t mind the sky turning black or the ground opening beneath me right now...

  “This… this is wonderful news, sweetling,” Yuki said softly after a few heartbeats of silence.

  Lana’s head snapped back. “Oh please! Stop it! How can you be happy? I’m sure you’re mad, disgusted! That you think I — we’ve betrayed you!”

  Yuki’s eyes narrowed, and she grasped Lana’s hand. They had never had any cause to argue, even less fight, before. “What are you saying! You accuse me of lying to you? You doubt my sincerity? I am elated, this is beautiful, for you, for him, for this family!”

  Nervous tension was making Lana shake, and she grabbed Yuki’s other hand. “Yuki sama, I — No, I don’t accuse you of lying… my apologies… I’m being awfully rude and selfish here. But… approving and supporting this? Even when you welcome me in your life? I’m sorry but this goes beyond any marital duty! Dio mio, I never thought to take precautions, they told me… they told me it could never happen again!”

  Lana bit her tongue and inhaled deeply to calm her nerves, but the urgency in her voice was unmistakable. “Yuki sama, I can’t stay in this house if it’s not safe for this child. I don’t know where the three of us can go from here, but I’ll leave if you only tolerate the child for his sake. And honestly, I… I’d perfectly understand if you’d want me gone,” she finished in a raspy whisper.