by Zoey Derrick
“That is a vampire glove,” Derek announces.
I’m puzzled by the meaning, how something could be so soft…then the glove returns. This time the softness is met with tiny pinpoints of sharp. Nipping into my skin. It doesn’t hurt, but it certainly helps to raise my heart rate and the excitement in my veins.
I notice that the same is being done to Cotah when her breathing alters slightly, much the same way that mine has.
Dex follows the same path along my body as he did with the soft side of the glove. The little bites of the sharp are enough to cause my nipples to harden.
That’s when I feel Cotah’s hand shift slightly downward, brushing along the outside of my tits, just as Dex pulls the glove away. I bite my lip to stop from sighing at the pleasure that is igniting in me.
The vampire glove comes away and is replaced by something cooler and harder, but yet still soft in a way. Dex starts at my shoulder and trails it down my back, then up the other side. I shiver, my nipples harden and my pussy comes alive.
“Hold up your hand, pet,” Dex commands and I raise my right hand. “Lay it open.” I do, then before I know it, my palm is being smacked. My hand instinctively closes and my fingers rub along the area that was hit. “Does that hurt?”
“Mm..no, Sir.”
“Put your hand down,” he orders and I comply before he starts with the implement in his hand. At this point, I’d wager to guess that it is some type of flogger or crop, trailing up my arm, over my shoulder and down my back.
Then he comes to my ass. Trailing gently along the lower swell, along the line of my panties, then it disappears completely.
“Ah,” I breathe out as the crop makes contact with the last place he left. The flick and bite of the hit melts away quickly and I instantly want to feel it again. My unspoken wish is answered when he connects with the opposite side. Sending a shot of sharp tingles that quickly disappear. I pull in a deep breath through my teeth just in time to be hit with the crop again. This time, he connects a little harder, with a panty covered part of my right cheek. “Ah,” I moan. This one takes a little longer to process, but the feeling disappears quickly before he strikes again on the other side.
At this time is when I start to hear similar sounds, but no bite. Cotah’s little jumps tells me that it’s her turn to feel what I’m feeling though the noise is far more intense than mine. But Dex continues along various parts of my back, my ass and then finally down onto my thighs. Though it hurts more down there than my ass, it feels fucking fantastic.
That’s when his hand comes into my hair. “Raise up,” he commands in my ear and I do at the same time as Cotah. I brace myself on the bench and her hands are intertwined with mine. The contact gives me comfort, gives me strength and I rub my thumb along her hand as a show of support for her.
“Raise your eyes, both of you,” Derek orders and I open my eyes to meet Cotah’s. She gives me a small smile that I return. Then Dex’s crop is sliding along my chest, I shiver and moan. He caresses the swells, rubs it over my nipples and then continues moving it around.
That’s when it comes away from me and smacks right into the lower side of my breast. I moan, fuck, that was fantastic. I meet Dex’s eyes, begging him to do it again. He smiles widely at me and quickly connects with the other breast. I maintain eye contact with him, trying desperately to convey to him how it’s making me feel and the overwhelming arousal that is now flooding my insides. My blood is racing, warming and finally pooling where I desperately want him most.
He catches the desire, the lust, and the desperation in my eyes as he continues making contact along my chest and even my ribs below my breasts. Then he pulls it away from me and I can no longer see it. Then his hand wraps itself in my braid and he tugs my head back. “You’re so fucking beautiful,” he growls before his lips land hot and hard against mine. I moan into his mouth and shiver when he pulls back from me.
The lust and love in my eyes is reflected back in his steel grey.
After Dex managed to let go of the crop, I think he was enjoying that nearly as much as I was, he moved on to other types of paddles, five or six, I lost count. Each one having a greater impact than the one before it. By the time he got to the last one, I could feel the warmth of my skin from the blood rushing to the surface. The last of the paddles was far from my favorite. It was heavier and while it sounded harder than it really felt, the bite of the strike was felt across a broader area, allowing my mind to process the pain different. By the third strike across my ass, I’d cried out in pain. Though I didn’t call out yellow, I may have if Dex hadn’t recognized that it was becoming too much.
He put the paddle down and came back to me, gently caressing along my back and butt gently. The warmth of his hand was a maddening comfort. His hand caressed all the sore spots, but then found softer, less reddened flesh and it became more comfortable. He lifted my head up once again, but my eyes were closed. “Look at me, glowbug.” The softness in his voice and the use of my nickname sent a thrill through me and I opened my lust heavy eyes to look at him. The look that came after was all I needed to see to know that he too was enjoying this as much as I was. His lips landed on me hard and with a possessiveness I’ve never felt from him before. I moaned into his mouth and his hand gently caressed along my breasts, making my nipples harden and my pussy weep with a desperate need to come. I moaned again before he released me, eliciting a whimper of sadness at the loss of his touch. He smirked wickedly at me. He knows exactly what he’s doing to me and I fucking love it.
“Now, Raine, it’s my turn,” Derek says after our moment with a hint of amusement, but more of a, hey-we’re-entering-new-territory kind of way.
“Yes, Sir.”
Dex gently lowers me back to the bench and Cotah’s head rests along mine. Her hands rub gently along my arms and I tremble from her soft touch.
“Sirs?” Cotah asks.
“Yes, little one?” Derek replies.
“May I have permission to touch Raine, please?”
“Dex?” Derek asks.
“Thank you for asking, Dacotah. Yes, you may touch her.”
I can sense her shift of excitement. “Thank you, Sir. Master?”
“You may, little one.”
“Thank you, Master.”
My body ignites, my pussy clenches hard around nothing and my nipples tighten into hard peaks with the knowledge that Cotah now has permission to touch me.
I do as Cotah has done and ask them both if I have permission for the same.
“You do, sweet girl. However,” Derek’s voice lowers to a whisper next to my ear, “What I am going to be doing to you will make it difficult to give pleasure.”
There is no menace in his voice, but a promise of something wild and intense.
“Yes, Sir,” I reply.
Dex and Derek talk momentarily, but I can’t focus on what they’re saying because Cotah is nuzzling her head against mine, coaxing me to raise my head. When I do, our eyes meet. “I’m going to kiss you,” she breathes, stealing my breath as her lips land softly against mine. Her kiss is gentle, but intense in a way that could never be matched by Dex. Desire pools and I note that the men have stopped talking. Their change in breathing tells me that they’re enjoying this kiss nearly as much as I am.
I moan into her mouth and she slides her tongue along my bottom lip, then pulls it between her teeth. That’s when he starts.
There is a heavy thud against my back, though no pain accompanies the thud. I can feel the falls of a flogger bouncing. It is soft, the tips of the flogger stinging slightly on the second shot and Cotah steals my cries of pleasure when she slides her tongue along mine.
Derek strikes again and again, and my eyes look past Cotah and straight into Dex’s wide, excited eyes. Again and again the flogger falls against my back. There is a cloudy fog that overcomes my body, weightless and nearly motionless. After a couple more strikes, he stops.
I whimper and Dacotah pulls back from our kiss.
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�Master?”
“Yes, little one?”
“Master, can we stand her up?”
I watch as her eyes dart to the ceiling.
“Raine?”
“Yes, Sir?”
“Stand up.”
“Yes, Sir.”
It takes me a moment to get my wits about me enough to find the balance I need to stand. My knees were not sore on the bench but as I straighten them, I can feel their stiffness. “Cotah, the black cuffs please.”
“Yes, Master.” Cotah stands quickly and goes to one of the dresser drawers and removes a pair of heavy black cuffs with short metal rods with hooks on the end of them and brings them over to Dex. Dex takes them and eagerly comes to me.
“Your wrists,” he says with a command and I lift my arms in front of my body and watch as he first secures one and then the other.
“Thank you, Sir.”
I watch him light up and his lips are again on mine. “I can taste her on your lips.”
I moan as he raises my arms over my head. I am sandwiched, skin to skin between Derek and Dex and I practically melt as Derek secures my cuffs over my head. He lowers whatever is above me so that I can lean forward, exposing my back and ass. Making me available to Derek and his flogging. Cotah is standing patiently not too far away from me and Dex caresses my breasts in the palms of his hands, rolling my nipples between his fingers as Derek starts to once again bring the flogger to my backside. “Ahh,” I cry out and Dex releases me. “No,” I whine as he steps back, then he nods to Cotah who promptly takes his place.
“It is taking every ounce of self control I have not to fuck you right now, pet. Let sweet Cotah pleasure you,” Dex says in a way that gives me goosebumps and Derek strikes once again across my ass.
“Gah,” I cry out.
Cotah moves to stand in front of me. “Still good?” she asks me and I moan, nodding my head. Derek strikes again and again.
Being confined, unable to move and unable to touch Cotah, leaves me a little disappointed, however Cotah is not idle. Her soft fingers trail along my shoulders, down my arms, and occasionally she drags her nails across my skin. Her hands brush down my swaying breasts and Derek switches floggers.
“This one may sting a bit,” he tells me gently, giving me warning, but I think it was more for Cotah than me because the moment the flogger lands against my backside is the same moment she sucks one of my nipples into her mouth.
My legs start to shake. My pussy is ready to explode. Cotah’s other hand comes to my free nipple and rolls it between her fingers. “Fuck,” I cry out as Derek strikes me again.
Dex, knowing all my tells, comes to my ear and whispers, “You do not have permission to come yet, pet.”
I whimper and Cotah releases my nipple with a pop. I look down into her eyes. “Kiss me, please.” She stands, putting her hand at the back of my head before her lips land on mine and Derek strikes again once, twice, a third time, then he pauses.
“Dex?”
Cotah goes back to running her hands all along my body, releasing my mouth. I kiss down along her neck and she tilts to give me access. I continue south, trying to adjust, without hurting myself, so that I can return the favor. She, sensing what I’m after, helps me by cupping her large breasts in her hands. I quickly suck a nipple into my mouth and she moans softly above me.
The men are still talking, but I can tell they’re watching us closely. I switch from one nipple to the other and she throws her head back as the pleasure radiates through her body.
I notice a shift in the men, and now Derek is standing next to Cotah. Feeling like a little girl having been caught with my hand in the cookie jar, I smile and release her nipple from my mouth.
Derek quickly replaces her hands under her breasts and she leans back into him, grabbing a hold of his jeans to steady her against his touch. She moans when he takes her nipples between his fingers and he pulls, letting the weight of her breasts pull downward. She cries out. I practically start to drool.
Dex joins us then. He’s holding a few different things in his hands, though I can’t see a whole lot more than the tiny chains falling through his fingers. “Thank you,” Derek says as Dex opens his hands. I hiss when I catch a glimpse of a pair of clover clamps, nipple clamps and even a few clothes pins. I stand up a little straighter when Derek grabs the clover clamps. He smirks at me. “These, sweet girl, are for Cotah. They are heavy and intense, something I would highly recommend working up to.”
I watch as Cotah’s eyes gloss over as she takes in the sight of the clamps.
I watch with rapt attention as Derek stretches one nipple and Cotah leans back into him for support. He then takes the clamp and secures it to her nipple and tightens it. “Ahh..mmm,” she groans as the clamp takes hold. Derek makes quick work of setting the other nipple before gently lowering the chain. “Ahh,” Cotah cries out again as the full weight of the chain is felt in her nipples, keeping them taut and pulling them downward.
Derek gently nudges her forward until she is literally in my face. “Lick,” he demands and I very eagerly start licking at her nipple. She moans in pleasure as my tongue dances along her nipple then I gently move over to the other one. I continue licking until I feel Dex’s hands on my breasts. I know they’re his because of the callouses. He begins tugging and pulling at my nipples, hardening them, lengthening them.
I switch nipples on Cotah and her pleasure is evident in her eyes as I lick and suck on the exposed tips of her nipples. That’s when I feel the tug and pinch of a clamp against my own nipple. The pain bites only for a moment, then settles. I feel my second nipple being pulled and clamped and my legs tremble. Then comes the weight of the chain, though it isn’t truly heavy, the weight tugging on my nipples is intense and I release Cotah’s from my mouth and cry out, hard and loud.
That’s when I feel a gentle touch slide under my panties, below the soft flesh of my stomach. I look down. Her hand is framed by my breasts and clamped nipples and my legs start to shake uncontrollably the moment her finger makes contact with my clit. She moans at my wetness. “Fuck,” I cry out.
“Are you going to come, pet?”
“No Sir,” I respond, biting my lip and fighting the desperate need to explode.
That’s when something, a flogger, lands against my back. “Oooohhhh,” I cry out, shaking, twitching, the chain bouncing, tugging pulling, too much. “I’m going to come,” I cry out. “Please, fuck, please Sir may I come?”
My eyes open briefly to see Derek behind Cotah. The flogger strikes again. “Please,” I beg.
I notice Cotah’s breathing has changed and look to see Derek’s hand down her panties, bouncing and flicking against her clit. “Ahhh, please, please please.” My legs are uncontrollably shaking as Dex strikes me again.
“Come, now,” he growls from behind me as he brings the flogger down harder and in rapid succession across my back.
The world dips and turns black, ignited by white hot fireworks as I explode into the most intense, powerful orgasm I’ve ever experienced before in my life.
The next thing that I’m truly conscious of is being wrapped in a robe and picked up by Dex and carried from the playroom, down the steps and then laid out in our bed and the robe removed. I watch through heavy eyes as Dex strips out of his jeans and climbs into bed with me, covering us both up.
His hands begin roaming over my body and I arch and moan into his touch. “I need you,” I moan out as his hand slides between my legs, his fingers caressing my sex.
“I’m all yours, glowbug.”
That’s when his lips land on mine, heavy and desperate. I wrap my arms around his neck, push him onto his back and I straddle him. His cock pressed between us and my pussy, warm and wet, sends shivers rocking through him. He wraps his arms around me and rolls me onto my back, lifting his hips, he lines up and slides inside me. I cry out. My body comes alive and that warmth of love spreads through my veins. “I love you,” I breathe right before I pull his lips to mine.
When I wake up the next morning, it’s to Cotah waking me up. Both the men have already left. I couldn’t even begin to imagine what it was that Dex is doing here in Vegas, being away for so long during the day, but I realize that in due time, he will tell me himself.
We take off quickly for the spa and as she and I sit in the sauna before really getting started, we talk, both about last night and going forward. She, like me, has never had a desire to be with another woman before me, and while the experience was liberating in a way, she was sort of eager for another night with the four of us in the playroom and I had to agree, I was desperate for it too.
After the sauna, we spend time being mud bathed and pampered like crazy, then finally fall onto massage tables. It is intense, and amazing and awesome all at the same time. I’ve never been pampered like I have been today and it is an incredible feeling.
After the massages are over, we are pulled into the salon where I meet a couple of awesome people named Michael and Sherry. Dacotah seems to be well acquainted with them and I gather this isn’t the first time she’s hung out with them.
Michael is working on my hair. He’s eager and it’s infectious. We swap out the pink in my hair for blue, something to match with my dress and then when he gets around to cutting and styling it, he turns me around, away from the mirror. I pout teasingly at him. “Honey, you can’t mess with perfection.” He flips his hand and goes to work. I giggle and so does Dacotah.
Once we’re finishing up, hair and makeup done, Michael turns me around.
