“You’re going to need your strength for the next round,” he said cryptically. She took a handful of nuts and nibbled daintily. Jessi’s back was to the open doorway and she heard low voices. A glance back confirmed that a small crowd was beginning to gather on the other side of the velvet rope. She chose to ignore the fact for the time being, preferring to watch Judd, who also took advantage of the snack break.
Draining her glass of water, she suddenly became aware of an intense need, and she glanced around the room. “Uh, Judd? I mean Master Judd? Is there a ladies’ room close by?”
He smiled kindly. “There is. See the door to the left of the bed? It’s a private bathroom.”
Relief flooded her face. “Oh, good. May I...”
“Of course. And when you come out, we’ll get started.” His eyes glittered darkly, and Jessi’s butterflies were back.
Judd watched her make her way to the bathroom, then his eyes moved to the doorway. Several guests had gathered in the hallway, where they’d be staying. Judd had requested to have no seating within the room. Mateo leaned lazily against one side of the opening, and he nodded to Judd. He’d join them as soon as Jessi was in place.
Judd removed his black silk shirt, hanging it over the back of a small chair in the seating group. A small table had been provided near the cross in the center of the room, and Judd began to lay out his things one by one. He looked up as he heard the bathroom door open, and he smiled at Jessi, holding out his hand. She met him in the middle of the room, and glanced anxiously at the gathering crowd.
Judd took her chin and firmly held her gaze. “Don’t worry about them, Angel. This is just you and me.” He pulled her close, claiming her lips, devouring her in his possession. Then he turned her around, and slid the blindfold back in place.
“Lights out again. I want you to concentrate on what you feel.”
He lightly kissed her cheek. “Knees, Angel. You need to clear your mind.”
Jessi did as she was bidden, allowing his hand to guide her as she sank to her knees. She did her best to clear her mind, to focus on his voice, his scent, his touch.
“Such a good girl,” Judd murmured softly, as he lightly stroked her hair.
From somewhere, soft music began to play, something classical that she couldn’t quite place. And she became aware of a different scent, a spiced musk she’d noticed earlier in the night. Her heart pounded. Someone else had joined them.
Judd’s touch changed, and he gripped her shoulders. “Stand now.” He helped her rise to her feet. With her eyes covered, she felt unbalanced and teetered a little, but Judd steadied her. “Arms up, Angel,” Judd commanded, and she felt a pair of hands unfasten the buckles on the front of her corset, while at the same time, her skirt was tugged down. From behind, an arm went around her waist, and goose bumps formed as light kisses were applied up the side of her neck.
“Lift your foot, queridita,” coaxed a smooth baritone voice with a soft Spanish accent, as a large hand stroked up the back of her calf.
Jessi gasped.
“It’s okay, Angel, I’ve got you,” Judd whispered in her ear.
Jessi lifted first one foot, and then the other, stepping out of the skirt. She realized that, save for the garter belt, stockings, and shoes, she was completely naked. Thankfully, the music covered most of any conversation from the hallway, although she thought she heard murmurs of “beautiful” and “exquisite.”
“Arms out, Angel,” Judd purred in her ear.
Tremulously, Jessi raised her arms to her sides. Strong hands grasped both of her upper arms and her hands, turning her body and walking her forward. Her breath was ragged, and she was trembling. “It’s okay, Angel, you’re doing fine. We’ve got you.”
We. Judd and? But she knew. The man with the spicy musk cologne, the soft Spanish accent. Master Mateo. Judd had made sure she’d met him before their scene. Did the knowing help or hurt? She wasn’t sure, but she fought to empty her mind again.
Just go with it. Trust Judd.
After they’d walked several steps, they carefully turned Jessi around, raising her arms up. She felt the cool, hard wood of the St. Andrews cross against the backs of her arms as they shackled her wrists.
“Just lean back, it’s okay,” Judd instructed quietly.
Jessi relaxed her stance to lean against the structure. Her feet were spread apart and she felt her ankles being shackled. She inhaled then exhaled shakily. A hand smoothed up her body from her hip to cup her right breast.
“Give me a color, Angel,” Judd whispered in her ear.
“G-green,” Jessi managed.
Judd smiled against her neck before nipping her shoulder playfully. “We’re going to make you feel so good.”
He moved away and Jessi was left wondering what would happen next. Light fingertips sliding along the inside of her arms caused her to gasp in surprise. They trailed down her arms to the sides of her breasts, down to her hip and back, traveling up between her breasts, circling but not touching her sensitive tips. She chewed her lower lip in anticipation. On her other side, lips pressed tiny kisses up her side to her shoulder, a neatly trimmed beard leaving exquisite abrasions along the way. Soft lips clamped down on her nipple and she tossed back her head, whimpering.
Fingers abruptly plunged into her seam, causing her to gasp out loud. “So wet, Angel. You like what we’re doing.”
Judd removed his fingers and headed to the table where he’d arranged the toys they’d be using. After a brief scan, he chose the pinwheel, the better to amp up Jessi’s response. Mateo had moved from her breast to down on his knees with his face in her pussy. Jessi’s head was thrown back and she moaned softly. Judd’s cock was rock hard.
He started at the fingertips of her right hand, lightly driving the spiked wheel down her arm and down her side, then back up the other side. He rolled it across her chest, then down first one breast, then the other, carefully avoiding her sensitive points. When Jessi started to pant, he placed a hand on Mateo’s shoulder. The other man looked up, grinning, pleased to have taken Jessi to the edge so quickly.
Judd continued to track across Jessi with the pinwheel, down her inner thigh, back up the other side, across her mons at the top of her swelled lips. Mateo retrieved twin floggers from the table and returned to watch as Judd continued his transmigration of Jessi’s body.
Leaning in, Mateo took the opportunity to suckle Jessi’s other breast, earning soft squeaks from her throat for the effort. Judd cupped the side of her face and kissed her ferociously, claiming her as his own.
“We need to turn you around, Angel.”
As Jessi stood shaking, she felt her bonds being loosened. Strong hands supported her as her body was turned, and she felt her breasts being pressed into the wooden structure as her limbs were once again stretched out and shackled.
Judd used the palm of his hand to caress the curve of her ass as he trailed light kisses down the side of her neck, murmuring to her tenderly as he did. Then he stepped back and nodded, giving Mateo permission to move forward with the floggers.
A flogger in each hand, Mateo stalked around the wooden structure, choosing the target for his first stroke. He settled on a medium flick across her bottom, and Jessi cried out in surprise. “Color, queridita,” he quietly demanded.
Jessi’s voice shook. “G-green, I-I was just surprised.”
“You were just surprised...” When she didn’t immediately answer, he landed another stroke in nearly the same place.
“Master Mateo,” she squeaked. “I’m sorry, Master Mateo.”
Mateo looked to Judd and grinned. She’d figured it out quickly.
Judd nodded to his friend to continue. He knew Mateo was a master of the flogger, and of watching a sub’s responses carefully. There wasn’t another Dom anywhere he’d trust more with the care of his precious Angel.
Mateo lightly drew the suede fringe across Jessi’s back, causing goosebumps to form across her body. Then he gave a medium swat against the cente
r of her ass, allowing a few tendrils to stray between her legs and lick her pussy. Jessi yelped at the unexpected sensation.
Satisfied that she was suitably warmed up, Mateo began to twirl the floggers, applying light blows from her shoulders to her upper thighs in a rhythmic pattern, a light swish-slap sound filling the room.
Unable to keep up with the stimuli, Jessi rested her head against the wooden support. She felt her body begin to float. As the blows continued, she heard Judd in her ear. “Such a good girl.” From the other side of the cross, he massaged her pussy, dipping a pair of fingers into her dripping core. Using his thumb, he circled her engorged clit as Mateo continued with the floggers, and she felt the orgasm building in her core.
Judd removed his fingers and wiped some of the juice on her lips. “Taste yourself, Angel. Taste how much you like what we’re doing.”
Panting, Jessi licked her lips, tasting the salty tang of her own arousal.
Her chest began to heave, and Mateo stopped, dropping the floggers to the floor. He cupped her sex, dipping a pair of fingers into her drenched seam. “So ready, queridita,” he clucked.
At Judd’s nod, Mateo stepped over to the chair where he’d left his shirt, and he slid off his pants, returning to Jessi as nude as the day he’d been born. There was a murmur of approval from the observers as Mateo bared his muscular body. Judd followed suit, shucking his pants and leaving them over the back of a chair.
Mateo unfastened Jessi’s right wrist as Judd got the left one. Jessi rested her hands on their bare shoulders as they undid her ankles. With her arms no longer bound to the wooden structure, she started to slide toward the floor. “I can’t...I can’t stand up,” she panted.
“We’ve got you, Angel,” Judd said.
Mateo placed her arms around his neck and hefted her up, wrapping her legs around his waist and carrying her to the side of the huge bed, where he sat. Judd handed him a foil packet which he ripped open, rolling the condom down over his impressive member.
He shifted Jessi, spreading her thighs wide and pressing his cock at her dripping entrance. “I’m taking your cunt, queridita,” he growled, thrusting up suddenly.
Jessi gasped at the suddenness. Judd played with the anal plug as Mateo claimed her core, and she felt her moment rising again.
“We won’t be needing this anymore,” Judd whispered in her ear as he slid the intrusive steel out of her back hole.
Jessi heard a muffled thud as the heavy plug was dropped on a cloth on the bedside table. Mateo stood, wrapping Jessi’s legs around his waist again. He held Jessi’s thighs tightly, continuing to pound into her pussy. Judd rolled on his own condom and applied a generous amount of lube. He stepped behind her, rubbing her pink passage with his rigid cock. Mateo paused his movements to allow Judd access.
“Here we go, Angel,” he hissed in her ear, sliding himself home. Jessi moaned as both men pistoned into her. Mateo leaned forward and nipped at her shoulder, softly encouraging her in Spanish. Judd gripped her hair, now beginning to come loose from its soft bun, and pulled back her head, claiming her lips in a feral, heated way.
“I’m going to come,” Jessi breathed. “I’m going to come!”
“It’s okay, Angel,” Judd grunted, his own release upon him. “Go ahead.”
Jessi’s body shuddered as orgasm thundered over her. She shook as she cried out, her release splashing down the legs of her partners. Judd stilled, grunting as he poured himself into the condom, and Mateo buried himself to the hilt in her sex, growling his climax. The trio stilled, panting as a sheen of sweat covered them.
Judd pulled out, removing the condom and dropping it into a receptacle beside the bed. Mateo eased down onto the bed as his cock slid out of Jessi. Gently, he lowered her onto the bed, pressing light kisses to the side of her neck before standing to remove his own condom. He ran his fingers through his long hair and retied his bun.
Jessi lay panting on the bed. Judd gazed down, overcome with his love for her. As much as he trusted and respected Mateo, it hadn’t been easy to watch another man take Jessi.
Without thought, he pulled Jessi to the edge of the bed, positioning himself between her thighs. He leaned over to whip off the blindfold, and Jessi blinked up at him.
“I want you to remember who owns you, Angel. Regardless of what happened tonight, you are mine.” With that, he thrust himself home, claiming Jessi’s cunt, along with the rest of her.
In short order, she came again, hard, crying out his name, and he followed close behind, emptying himself into her. Following their second climax, Judd curled up on the bed and drew her to himself, ignoring the applause of the crowd at the doorway.
Mateo retired to the bathroom to clean himself up and get dressed. As Judd enveloped Jessi on the bed, Mateo quietly slipped out of the room.
Chapter 43
Sunlight streamed through the sheer panels obscuring the garden view from their room at the inn. Judd lay on his right side, arm curled beneath his pillow as he watched Jessi sleeping. It was late, nearly noon, but they’d had an intense night.
At Mateo’s insistence, they’d taken a club limo back into town. Jessi had been completely spent, and Judd had carried her out to the car. Back at the inn, he’d lovingly bathed her as she slipped in and out of wakefulness. Then he’d tucked her into bed, remembering to place the ‘Do Not Disturb’ sign outside the door before climbing in beside her.
Now as he watched her smile in her sleep, he thought back over the night. As tired as she’d been, he hadn’t been able to debrief with her as he’d wanted to. The scene seemed to have gone well. Mateo had done everything Judd had asked him to do. Although it had been outside of Jessi’s comfort zone, she seemed to have fared well.
He couldn’t resist reaching out to touch her, lightly stroking her cheek with the back of his fingers. She breathed in deeply and turned onto her side to face him. Her eyes fluttered open and she smiled at him.
“Good morning, beautiful,” he greeted her.
“Good morning.”
“Did you sleep well?”
“I did. How about you?”
He nodded. “I slept great. I had quite a workout last night.”
Her lips curled slightly and she reached to finger the smattering of hair on his chest. Her expression was contemplative.
“What are you thinking, Angel?”
“I was thinking about how odd it is, the way we came to be. Don’t you think?”
He nodded. “It is. But is that a bad thing?”
She sighed deeply. “No. I’m grateful, really. Being with you has opened up a whole new world for me.” She fixed him with deep green eyes. “Sometimes I worry that I hold you back.”
He chuckled softly, nuzzling her neck. “Angel, last night we played with another Dom at a BDSM club. In what way do you hold me back?”
“Tell me about Master Mateo.”
He gazed back at her thoughtfully. “What do you want to know?”
“I don’t know,” she shrugged slightly. “How do you know him?”
Judd sighed and drew her to himself, rolling onto his back and placing her head on his shoulder. “Mateo is part owner of The Castle. I met him when I first applied for membership. I had to come down for an interview. After I was accepted, we just kind of hit it off. Mind you, I only came down every two or three months or so. But he took me under his wing.”
“Like Graham.”
Judd chuckled. “Like Graham. Only for kink. Mateo taught me a lot, like what I know about flogging I learned from him.”
“For all his Dominance, Graham wasn’t actually that much into kink,” Jessi observed softly.
Judd gazed thoughtfully at the ceiling. “No, I guess not.”
Jessi reached for his hand, intertwining her fingers with his. “So you spent a lot of time at the club here?”
He kissed Jessi’s forehead lightly. “I told you I’ve experienced everything I ever fantasized about. Most of that happened here at The Castle.”
“Have you ever played scenes with Master Mateo before?”
“Mm-hmm. At his request, when he needed another Dom for a particular idea he had in mind. Last night was the first time I ever asked him to join one of my scenes.”
He pulled Jessi closer. “So tell me, Angel, what do you think about last night?” He held his breath, suddenly anxious about her response.
She sighed deeply. “Last night was...really something. It was sort of overwhelming.”
Judd frowned as he listened. “In what way?”
“Well, it was a little intimidating, not really knowing all the rules. And the being mostly naked part, although I sort of got over that.” She drew a random swirl on his chest with her finger. “There was so much to see, and the rope demonstration was beautiful.”
“We could do that sometime, you know. I need a lot more training, but we could put it on our list.” He lifted her hand to his lips.
“And when we played...” She paused, pressing light kisses to his chest. “It was scary, and sexy, and mind-blowing, and...”
“Did we hurt you, Jessi?”
“God, no, it didn’t hurt.” He could feel the heat from her reddened cheeks. “It felt amazing, and when I came... I’ve never experienced such an intense orgasm. It was like an out-of-body experience.”
“Would you want to do it again?”
“No.”
Judd craned his head around to look at her. “No? That was fast. Why not?”
“Because. It was a fantasy, and now I’ve done it.” She raised up on one elbow. “It was exciting and sexy, but I don’t want another man. I want you.”
He breathed out in relief. Watching as Mateo fucked Jessi had been hard. But if she wanted to do it again, how could he say no? A part of him was relieved she didn’t want a repeat performance.
She frowned a little. “I mean, I loved it. It was your birthday gift to me, and I’m happy we did it. But I don’t see doing it again. Is that okay?”
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