by Milly Taiden
His grip on my hair tightened, forcing my mouth off his slick cock to look up at him. “I didn’t say to touch yourself. Self-pleasure has not been allowed. Now you get to be punished.”
“Yesss.” My excitement grew. They’d both turn their attention to me now. It was the reason I loved being bad.
Crystal moved around me until she was flat on her back between my legs.
“I think I recognize this wet pussy,” she whispered, lifting a hand to finger my clit.
“Oh!”
The gasp broke from my throat. I lowered just enough to feel Crystal’s lips on my pussy. Leo’s whip hit the ground, creating a loud reverberating sound that had the lions roaring.
“I haven’t told you to stop, little kitten. I want your beautiful lips,” he ordered while rubbing a thumb over my cheek, “wrapped around my dick.”
My hips rocked involuntarily on Crystal’s face, wanting to feel her tongue lavishing my pussy with licks. Fire sparked in my blood. Air pumped in and out of my lungs hard. So hard I swore I saw spots. In a frenzied breath I couldn’t control, I tried to focus on Leo and not how fucking awesome it felt to have Crystal licking me off.
Leo pushed his cock between my open lips—a reminder that I wasn’t doing my job. I curled my tongue over his velvety length and sucked my cheeks in tight. He drove forward, hitting the back of my throat and sliding back until his entire length was almost out of my mouth. Then he did it again. I dug my nails deep into his fleshy ass cheeks and held on. The crowd went wild. Other moans started to mix with our own. It was clear we’d gotten them involved.
“I have a huge cock you can come suck,” someone in the audience yelled.
“Mine’s fat and juicy,” said another guy.
Leo’s fingers threaded through my hair, pushing and pulling me toward his cock. Whimpers sounded at the back of my throat. Fuck. That felt so good. Beads of perspiration broke across my skin. Crystal’s tongue continued to flick up and down my folds. Her fingers massaged the inside of my pussy. I gasped. Then her hands moved up to pinch at my nipples. She twisted my piercings and pleasure blasted down to my clit.
I jerked back, pulling Leo’s cock out of my mouth before I bit down from the overload of sensations. He helped me and Crystal to our feet, and we walked farther back on the stage. A new light turned on and shone down on a leather sex swing. Our favorite.
The crowd hooted and hollered for Leo to fuck us already. I met his gaze. Watched his nostrils flare and knew that’s what was coming next. He wanted exactly that. To fuck.
His jaw clenched, and his body moved with a stiffness I knew meant he ached to come. If I was lucky, it would be in me or on me. I didn’t care as long as he got to it.
I slipped my legs and arms through the loops and waited for Leo to lift me off the ground. The end of the show neared. And that meant today I was the one being fucked on stage. Anticipation flourished to a cresting wave of need in my core. Blood pumped faster in my veins.
I was high off the ground. My pussy leveled with Leo’s gleaming cock. He thumbed my pussy, centering the pressure on my clit.
“Are you ready for me?” He asked in a tone that said he knew I was. He probably saw my juices dripping from my slit.
“Leo…”
“Louder,” he ordered. “Say my name louder!” His dark eyes focused solely on mine.
“Fuck me, please,” I begged ignoring his command.
His finger tapped my clit, and I jerked in the swing. “Bratty little kitten. Tell them who’s the one you scream for.”
“You. Leo,” I gasped out loud.
“Louder!”
“Please! Leo, shove your cock in my pussy and make me come,” I begged again.
“Fuck her!” The crowd chanted.
Crystal cut off my view of Leo when she leaned down to mesh our lips together. I grasped on the loops by my hands, so I couldn’t really touch her. Electric shudders raced down my body. This was it. Both of my lovers focused on me. I loved it.
Her tongue swept over my parted lips. She was slow going, making her way into my mouth in a gentle glide and twisting my nipple piercings with her fingers. The throbbing in my sex increased. Moan after moan rolled up my throat to mingle with Crystal’s whimpers. Then he was there. Leo. Pushing the head of his cock into my pussy in a swift, deep drive. The sound of the whip had the lions roaring at the same time he did his own growling.
Crystal massaged my breasts, leaning down to rub both of ours together. Leo’s cock drove in and out of me, my body swinging with the force of each drive. With every thrust, he stretched my channel until he was fitted snug by my pussy like a tight fist.
He tapped my clit and I saw stars. “Bad kitten.”
Hell.
Crystal moved back, her gorgeous, green eyes sparkling with arousal. “I think she needs to be taught who’s in charge, Leo.”
He tapped my clit again. “She does.”
“Fuck!” I jerked in the swing, my body no longer in control of my muscles.
He pulled out his cock and smacked my pussy with it before sliding back into me. I ached with how badly I wanted to come. I bit my lip hard, but it didn’t stop the goose bumps spreading on my skin. I was so close.
Crystal twisted my piercings at the same moment he tapped my clit and pushed harder into me. The combination overwhelmed. A quick unraveling started in the pit of my stomach and flooded each of my limbs. I screamed. There was no stopping it. My body shook with how hard I came. Shudders racked me. Hell, if I had to stand, I would have fallen over. Oxygen rushed in and out of my lungs. The sound of my harsh breathing echoed in my head. My pussy grasped at his cock with each continued drive.
“Where do you want me to come?” He asked.
I licked my lips, trying to rid the dryness in my throat. Crystal kneeled next to me.
“On me,” I pushed out.
He pulled out of me. Crystal moved closer to him. She wrapped her hand on Leo’s cock and jerked him hard. With her other hand, she massaged his balls, squeezing just so. It was the way we knew would get him to go over the edge.
He choked out a breath, thrusting into Crystal’s grip until he groaned. Streams of hot semen landed on my abdomen.
Multiple groans and screams sounded at that moment from the audience. Lights flashed to indicate we were about to finish. Then the tent went dark. Crystal and Leo helped me out of the swing. We were so used to it we could do it with our eyes closed, or in this case with the lights off.
Once I was back on my feet, Leo hugged us to his sides, and the lights flashed back on. The audience broke into applause, and as a final good-bye, the three of us kissed before heading off the stage and back to our trailer.
It was time to put Leo through our brand of punishment for leaving. Crystal deserved her turn to be the bratty kitten. I got my partners back and would get to enjoy both of them. That’s the way it was supposed to be.
THE END
A FINAL BIT OF SIN FOR YOU…
SOME GIRLS ARE JUST NAUGHTIER THAN OTHERS…
CRISTINA
ONE
Tina grinned at how excited her friends appeared. She was glad she’d gotten Nick to help her get in. It had cost her a full paycheck from her new job, but she didn’t care. She strolled down a hallway, glancing to and fro, looking for the one man she’d come for.
“You sure I can’t convince you to spend some time with me?” Nick followed behind. “I know we can have some fun.”
She stopped, tapping her heel on the shiny wood floor. “Nick, we’ve had this conversation before. You’re just…too submissive.”
Nick groaned. “Come on. Just because I don’t like playing those games doesn’t mean things can’t work with us.
Actually, that’s exactly what it meant.
“I need a man who can take control, Nick.” She stared him in the eyes. “You are not it.”
She didn’t like being so brusque with Nick. He was a good guy. When it came to sex, Tina needed a man to control the situati
on. To take the lead and command her. To own her.
“I can learn.” Nick added.
“No, baby. You can’t.” She made a move to continue walking.
“Why do you want him, anyway?”
She’d never told Nick about wanting his uncle. So she wasn’t sure whom he was referring to. She stopped, waiting for him to elaborate.
“I’ve seen you in class. You practically drool for him.”
Well, drooling was not really what she was doing, more like wetting her panties, but he was pretty close.
“What are you talking about?” She met his angry gaze. This was the reason she couldn’t see herself in a relationship with Nick. He was standing there, pouting.
“You know you want Zane.”
So he had noticed. Zane Wallace was tall sinful and sexy. He was also known as Mr. Chemistry. Those dark piercing eyes and that scar on the side of his lip lent a dangerous air to his no-nonsense features. They were no longer in high school so she saw no point in lying.
“Yes, I do. I want him. I’ve wanted him for the past two years and I plan on having him.”
Nick’s brows dipped low over his blue eyes. “He’s a freak, you know.”
She was counting on it. “Is he?”
“Yes. Likes to tie women up. Spank them. Do all kinds of shit.”
Perfect.
“Nick, go. You’ll get into trouble if I get caught.” Right then all she wanted was to go to the freak. And maybe she’d finally find the man who could handle her.
Nick’s angry stomps sounded at her back. She didn’t bother checking to make sure he’d gone. Nick was nice and sweet and she’d step all over him if they dated. Nope. Tina needed strength.
The hallway split in two up ahead. On one side, the walls were covered in sexy burgundy velvet wallpaper. On the other, a black leathery type of material covered the walls. The black caught her attention. She ambled down the dark hallway. There was a different feel to this one. Sexy. Goosebumps broke out on her skin. There were multiple doors on her way. Blinded. What in the world?
With sweaty palms and growing excitement, she turned the silver knob. Thick, heavy wood moved back silently and allowed her into the room. Now this was a very interesting start to her night.
Metal chains hung from the ceiling, attaching bars with cuffs together. She had seen them before. There was a glass table further down the room. Clear bins held new toys in place. She was studying a new kind of dildo when the sound of footsteps made her turn around. Her heart beat slowed.
“Zane.” Saying his name made her pussy quiver.
“Cristina. What are you doing in this place?” That dark and sensual tone burned more than a few of her spark plugs.
“I came looking for you.” This was her one chance to touch him. And there was no way she would lie or play hard to get.
His lips pursed. “You shouldn’t be here. This isn’t the place for someone so young.”
Her gaze trailed down to the black pants hugging his legs. He wore no shirt. His tanned skin and muscular build were open for gawking. She was definitely gawking. “I’m not as young as you think.”
Another step brought him closer to her. She watched him curl his hands into fists. “You’re an innocent. You don’t know what goes on here.”
She wanted to though. “So teach me. Show me what this,” she motioned around the room with her hand, “means to you.”
“It’s my way of life.”
“I know.”
Several more steps and he stopped before her. She inhaled the scent of his cologne. Bargamont, juniper and mandarin filled her lungs. Whenever she smelled it she became instantly wet with thoughts of him.
“You should go.”
She lifted a hand up to his naked torso. Warm smooth muscle bunched under her palm. Their gazes met. “I can’t go. I want you.”
He cupped her cheek, rubbing a finger back and forth over her lip. “I want you too, but this is about control. Unless you’re willing to give it up, I can’t touch you.”
TWO
“I’ll give up anything.”
Passion flared in his eyes. “We’ll see.”
He dug the hand caressing her cheek into her hair and gripped at her long strands, pulling her head back.
She gasped. Pleasure and pain expanded in her veins. Gulping at the stinging in her scalp, she watched his head drop. He kissed her. Deep. Punishing. Harsh. His lips didn’t brush softly over hers, no. They molded her lips to what he desired. His tongue drove deep into her mouth, dominant and aggressive with every stroke. Scorching lust spread in her core.
He pulled back from her, leaving her gasping for air.
“If you are sure you want to play, you’ll need to abide by my rules.”
She licked her lips. His taste- some type of liquor and man- lingered on her lips. “I’m a big girl. I can play,” she wiggled her fingers down to the edge of his pants, “and I know how to follow rules.”
“Come with me.” He led her back to one of the sets of metal chains hanging from the ceiling. “You’ll need a safe word.”
She met his stare with a grin. “Chocolate.”
A sinful grin split his lips. “Good choice.”
He pulled on one of the bars above his head. The metal clinked as it lowered to her height. That was one of the times Tina felt incredibly short. And she was short at five foot three.
“I’m going to lock your wrists to either end of this bar. Once I do, unless I ask you to speak, you won’t. Got it?”
She swallowed hard and nodded. He bound her wrists into the leather cuffs at each end of the bars. He pressed a button on a wall and bar pulled up, taking her arms up above her head.
He came back to her in a flash.
“I love your skin.” He trailed his fingers down her collarbone. “That lovely cinnamon tone makes me want to lick you.”
Lord, she hoped he would. She bit her lip to keep from moaning. His hand yanked on her strapless dress along with her panties down. The clingy material pooled at her feel with a swoosh. She inhaled sharply.
His lips tilted. “Shhh. When I allow you to speak, you may refer to me only as Sir. Now, I’ll tell you a secret.”
She whimpered at the soft feel of his lips on her chest.
“You have such a lush body.” He glanced up, lips hovering over her erect nipple. He caressed his way down from the sides of her breasts to the indentation of her waist and further to the flare of her large hips. “Have I told you how sexy I think your curves are?”
She shook her head. Other man had. She wasn’t one of those chubby girls who was embarrassed because she had curves. Big tits, big ass and big hips ran in her family. Hell, it ran in her culture. Latinas were known for their curves. And Tina was proud of her heritage. She’d never wanted for dates or boyfriends, but Zane was the one she’d been fantasizing with.
Oxygen pounded hard in her lungs. She wanted to tell him how badly she wanted those lips on her body.
Zane nuzzled her breast, drawing the tight nipple into his mouth. Heat enveloped her. She choked back the moan springing forth.
“Mmm”
Sparks shot down to her pussy with each suck. He licked and sucked with more force. Knots formed in her stomach with the painful caresses. She clenched her teeth, loving the hands squeezing her tits. Her mind muddled with each lick. One hard bite and she saw stars.
“You may speak one time and tell me if you like for me to suck your tits.”
“Sir, I love how you suck my tits.”
She drew a deep breath and tried to calm her racing heart.
“Good. I’m going to put a blind fold on you now.”
She was giddy with excitement, but said nothing. Zane sucked her other nipple into his mouth, pinching the previous with stinging force.
Another clenching of her teeth kept her from voicing her enjoyment.
Zane cupped her face with both hands and sucked on her bottom lip. He bit down and trailed his tongue over the bite.
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p; “Delicious.”
She watched him step away from her, moving toward her back. No way in hell would she move for fear of upsetting him and stopping their game. Arousal coursed her veins in sharp electric pulses. Her body craved for him to continue with his painful games and see it through until she was limp from pleasure.
Zane’s body rubbed her from behind. He placed a blindfold over her eyes. Her hearing instinctively sharpened. She heard her own breathing deepen and her heartbeats thunder in her chest. For a long moment nothing happened. She tried to figure out what he was doing, but there was no noise.
“I’m right here.” He whispered by her ear. His mouth brushed her cheek and down to her jaw.
Something clamped on to her nipples tight. Whimpers slid past her lips. Zane put nipple clamps on her. She loved the biting pleasure of the metal teeth biting into her nipples. He then pressed on the clamps to add even more of a sting. A breathless moan rolled out of her.
THREE
“I can tell you like that.” He squeezed her tits, tugging on the metal chain from the clamps. “You’ll love this next.”
A thick hard collar went around her throat. She heard him clip something to it. What felt like cool leather rubbed between her breasts, to her tummy, and down to her pussy. She felt his fingers spread her pussy lips apart and the leather hold them open. Then he brought it up her ass, spreading her cheeks apart, until he reached her neck and clamped it to the collar.
The leather was tight against her skin, spreading her pussy lips and ass cheeks apart. He must have connected the chain from her nipple clamps to the other leather straps because with every wiggle the chain pulled taut, tugging at the nipple clamps.
Tina’s attention was pulled from the biting pleasure on her tits by the sound of new footsteps.
“I have someone else here to play with us.” Zane’s warm breath brushed her lips. “Tell me now if you want me to stop. You can go. All you have to do is use your safe word.”
