Erotic Weekend

by Cheyenne McCray

  Derrick led her down the sweeping staircase to the large and elegant common room. His boots rang against the marble floors, and Andi’s stilettos clicked with every step. From the corner of her eye, she saw appreciative glances from Doms and a few subs. One Dom outright leered at her and his stare made her skin crawl.

  She straightened, managing to keep her head high, but avoiding eye contact. Damned if she’d let anyone get to her.

  They walked across the room, through the maze of lounge chairs, and people chatting. Subs in various states of dress and undress stayed close to their Masters. Andi didn’t feel quite so bad about her own near nakedness, considering what some of the women and men were wearing—or not wearing.

  She followed Derrick through glass and mahogany doors, and out into a beautiful paradise. Andi couldn’t help but gaze in wonder. It was like what she would imagine a secret garden to be, with bowers of vines around and above them, intertwined with purple and pink flowers. A large fountain spewed jets of water into the air that pattered like rain upon the pool surrounding it. Sunlight dappled the flagstones, and cushioned chairs crouched around tables throughout the arbor. Men and women lounged throughout the area, touching, kissing, and more. Much more.

  As they worked their way through the arbor, Andi saw there were private little corners where couples—or larger parties—could escape, and enjoy some of the resort’s amenities.

  It was one such hideaway that Derrick led her into, with three leather-padded benches in a U shape. He slid onto one of the benches and patted his knee, indicating he wanted her to sit on his lap.

  Andi’s face still felt hot from their trek from the room to the arbor, and she was grateful to finally be someplace private with Derrick. Nothing in the boardroom, the office, or her life, had prepared her for walking practically naked through crowds of people—on a frickin’ leash, no less.

  Derrick extended his arms. “Come here, baby.”

  “Yes, Master.” Andi slid onto his lap. At first she was tense, but at his bidding, she relaxed against him. His butter-soft leather shirt and pants felt erotic against all her bare skin.

  “Did you see how the other men and women looked at you?” He traced her lower lip with his index finger. “They wanted you, but you’re all mine, and I’ll do whatever I choose to do with you.”

  Her voice came out low and husky as she replied, “Yes, Master.”

  “You look so damn hot.” Derrick trailed his finger down to the hollow of her throat and then over one cup of the leather bra. “I want to taste what others can only dream of.”

  Derrick tugged on the cup and her breast sprang free, the nipple tightening in the cool air. He lowered his head and slipped his warm mouth over her taut nub and she moaned at the exquisite feeling. While he suckled, he released her other breast, completely baring her. A part of her recognized that anyone could walk in on them, but right at that moment all that was important was his mouth and hands on her.

  And when he slid one hand down her belly, she held her breath until he cupped her pussy through the soft leather. He hooked one finger under the strip covering her pussy and slipped the finger into her wet folds. Andi cried out as he thrust inside her, his finger entering her channel the way she wanted his cock to plunge into her.

  “Damn,” he murmured as he raised his head. He brushed his lips over hers. “I love how wet you get. I can just imagine how good it’s going to be when I fuck you. Once you’ve earned it.”

  God, she wanted him now.

  “What—” She moaned again as he thrust three fingers into her this time. “What do I have to do, Master?”

  “Earn it, baby.” His lips moved to her ear. “You have to obey my commands, follow protocol, do all I ask of you, and submit to me completely. And then you can have my cock inside you. I’ll fuck you until you scream.”

  Andi shuddered from the combination of the erotic words, her breasts free in the cool air, and his fingers thrusting into her pussy. Her climax was building, coming on like a storm.

  “May I come, Master?” she asked while barely being able to breathe.

  “No.” He didn’t let up on his strokes one bit. “Part of your training is to learn to withhold your own pleasure for mine.” His lips brushed her earlobe, and his voice was barely a murmur. “Your responsibility is to see that I’m thoroughly pleased. And right now it pleases me to touch you like this.”

  God, she was simply going to explode if he kept teasing her. She fought to hold back her release, her muscles tense and perspiration coating her skin. When he finally eased his fingers from her pussy, she sagged in relief against him.

  He brought his hand up to his mouth and sniffed. “Damn, you smell good, woman.” He slipped his fingers into his mouth and tasted her juices. “And you taste,” he said after he withdrew his fingers, “so good.”

  Andi shivered. She could smell her scent mixed with his masculine musk and the sweet fragrance of the flowers above and around them. They were in a paradise and it was only the two of them.

  She stilled as she heard voices and the sound of footsteps. A gorgeous man and two women rounded the corner and entered the little hideaway. Andi tried to turn away and to yank up her bra, but Derrick stilled her.

  “Andi…” he said in that warning tone of his. “Do I need to punish you more?”

  “No, Master,” she muttered, keeping her eyes downcast and avoiding looking at the man and the women who reached them.

  From the corner of her eye she saw the two women were on leashes, their eyes downcast, but without unhappy expressions on their pretty faces. Instead they looked appreciatively at Andi’s breasts. The slaves wore matching metal-studded leather bustiers baring their tummies, skimpy panties, and thigh-high boots.

  The man smiled, his eyes raking her form as Derrick slid her from his lap and forced her to stand in front of the trio, before moving to stand at her side.

  “Derrick.” The man reached out his hand and Derrick took it with a smile.

  “Josh,” he replied. “Just in time.”

  Andi’s gaze shot up to look at Derrick. She quickly lowered her gaze again, her cheeks burning like wildfire.

  Derrick turned his gaze on her. “Greet Master Josh, Andi.”

  She gave a bow from her shoulders. “My pleasure to meet you, Master Josh.”

  “Your slave is quite lovely.” He reached out and tweaked one of Andi’s nipples, twisting it between his thumb and forefinger.

  Andi gasped and stepped back, her gaze shooting up to meet his. “Stop!”

  Immediately she realized her error as Derrick and the other Dom gave her looks that told her she had just made a very big mistake.

  The Dom twisted her nipple harder, then freed her as he looked to Derrick.

  Andi lowered her gaze and he sighed. “Apologize to Master Josh.”

  She wanted nothing more than to slap the crap out of both of them and knock the domineering looks right off their faces.

  Instead she kept her eyes downcast and muttered, “My apologies, Master Josh.”

  “Of course, punishment is in order.” Derrick focused his gaze on Master Josh.

  Josh turned to his two slaves. “Flogger.” One of the women handed him a braided flogger with strips of leather that looked much more menacing than what Derrick had used on her.

  “Turn around,” Master Josh said. “Place your hands on the back of the bench and present your ass to me for punishment.”

  Andi trembled with indignation at the mere thought of the Dom whipping her. One look from Derrick and she knew she didn’t have a choice.

  Unless she wanted to shout out her safe word. Did she, though? Wasn’t this part of her fantasy? Would this be the worst of it?

  She slowly turned to face the bench and grabbed onto the back of it, and dug her nails into the padded backrest. Muscles throughout her body tensed as she waited for that first blow. Her naked breasts hung down, and the g-string presented her naked ass to the Dom.

  She jerked when she f
elt a calloused hand rub her buttocks and she knew right away it was Master Josh. She couldn’t believe Derrick was letting another man touch her.

  “A beautiful slave, Derrick,” the man murmured, and she heard the desire in his voice. “How about a trade? Lauren and Sara could both be yours for one night.”

  Andi’s back went ramrod straight. He wouldn’t dare!

  “Perhaps,” Derrick said, and Andi almost screamed at him.

  How dare he even consider trading her for a night with the subs? Giving her away?

  But in the next moment the lash of the flogger tore all rational thought from her mind. Andi cried out at the harsh sting, and tears formed at the back of her eyes.

  “Not a sound,” Derrick said in a warning tone.

  There was a rustling sound and then Derrick moved a bright yellow ball before her gaze. “Bite this.”

  Andi hesitated only a second before sinking her teeth into the soft ball. A lash fell on her other ass cheek and she would have screamed again if it hadn’t been for the gag ball in her mouth. The incredible sting of each lash fell with precision over her buttocks and thighs. To her surprise, the pain began to turn into a kind of pleasure. Amazingly, her pussy grew wet and her nipples tingled like her ass cheeks. And she was ready to come again!

  The lashes stopped and she sagged in relief. She felt a hand caressing her buttocks, and this time she knew it was Derrick’s touch.

  He leaned close to her ear and murmured, “Very good, baby. Now behave and do what I ask you if you want to be in my bed and not Master Josh’s.”

  He removed the ball from her mouth and took her by the arm, bringing her to a stand.

  “Yes, Master.” She was on the verge of either outright crying or climaxing, but she didn’t want to give the safe word. She wanted to go through with this, but if he tried to give her away…

  What’s wrong with me? I thought I’d be here with a stranger, after all. It might be easier with someone I don’t know. Hell. Master Josh might even fuck me and give me some relief!

  But the thought really, really bothered her. She felt a new coolness toward Derrick. This was just a game to him. A conquest. She’d need to keep that in mind.

  She did her best to keep the quiver out of her voice when she added, “I won’t disappoint you, Master.”

  “That’s my girl.” Derrick turned her to face the Dom and his subs, and she kept her eyes lowered. “Now sit between Lauren and Sara.”

  The subs stepped forward and took Andi by her arms, positioning her between them on the middle bench. The subs were pretty, both with dark brown hair—they were twins, Andi realized. Every man’s dream.

  Derrick and Master Josh sat on the benches to either side of the women, across from one another.

  “Look at me, Andi,” Derrick said. She raised her eyes and met his. “It will please me greatly to see Lauren and Sara touch you.”

  Chapter Eight

  Andi’s eyes widened and she dropped her jaw. You want what? she almost shouted.

  “Relax, baby.” Derrick’s beautiful blue eyes had a calming effect, like the ocean. “You need to learn to enjoy your body with no shame, no reservations.”

  Andi took a deep breath. She could do this. She wouldn’t let him have the opportunity to punish her again. “Yes…Master.”

  Josh leaned back on his bench with his arms folded across his large chest and a very obvious bulge in his black pants. He had silver chains draping his pants and vest. Like Derrick, he was a powerful and good-looking man, but with blond hair and gray eyes. “You may speak at will,” he said to his subs.

  “Thank you, Master,” Sara said with a smile lighting her pretty features. She raised her hand and stroked Andi’s hair from where it had fallen across one breast. “She is a beautiful slave.”

  Andi wanted to scream I’m not a slave, but instead she found herself quivering at Sara’s touch.

  “She has a perfect figure.” Lauren traced her fingers along the inside of Andi’s thigh, and despite herself, Andi’s pussy flooded with moisture.

  Andi’s gaze met Derrick’s as the women caressed her, and she saw such fierce desire in his eyes that she felt even more turned on than before. Even the stinging on her ass added to her pleasure.

  But when Sara’s mouth latched onto Andi’s nipple, she almost screamed in surprise. Before she had time to fully register what was happening, Lauren had begun suckling her other nipple, and Andi did cry out this time at the incredible sensations rippling through her body.

  Her gaze shot to Derrick’s and he smiled. “Relax, baby. Enjoy. Your pleasure gives me pleasure.”

  Andi gave herself up to the sensations of the women stroking her, licking and lightly biting her nipples. When they both slid their fingers beneath the strip of cloth covering her pussy, Andi thought she’d come unglued from both embarrassment and pleasure. Lauren and Sara stroked and fondled her, bringing her higher and higher to that peak, and she didn’t know if she could hold back much longer. Her gaze locked with Derrick’s and he slowly shook his head no.

  Oh, God, he was trying to kill her.

  In the next moment Sara’s mouth met hers, and she slipped her tongue between Andi’s lips. At first she was too shocked to move, but then she gave herself up to the kiss. Sara’s mouth was softer than a man’s, her taste different—sweeter somehow. Even the gentleness of her tongue was different than a man’s. In the meantime, Lauren ran her tongue along the collar around Andi’s neck, causing her to shiver.

  Andi heard a soft purring sound, and realized it was coming from her. She was enjoying this. She had never fantasized about women, and here she was making out with two women, in front of two men.

  Lauren slipped her hand from Andi’s folds, then caught Andi’s chin in her hand. “My turn.” She pulled her away from Sara’s kiss and locked her lips to Andi’s. Lauren’s kiss was fiercer, more intense, and Andi grew more aroused than ever. Lauren tasted different than Sara—of peppermint and iced tea.

  Sara’s fingers still stroked Andi’s pussy and she continued to suckle one of Andi’s nipples. Between Lauren’s kiss and Sara’s touch, Andi was growing wilder by the minute. She slipped away from the real world, their bodies twining on the benches and their hands everywhere as each one took turns kissing her. Lauren took one of Andi’s hands, guiding it to her own pussy and pulling aside the material of the spandex suit she wore.

  Shock rippled through Andi to feel another woman’s folds, to feel her slick flesh beneath her fingers. Tentatively Andi began stroking Lauren’s clit, then her touch became stronger the louder Lauren’s moans became.

  Sara guided Andi’s hand to her pussy, and she found herself stroking two women at once.

  Lauren gasped and said, “May I come, Master?”

  “You and Sara both may climax,” he replied.

  Andi broke her kiss with Sara, and her gaze went to Derrick’s. He shook his head. “No, you may not come, Andi.”

  She almost screamed her frustration and anger at the same moment both Lauren and Sara were shouting out as their hips bucked against Andi’s hands.

  Andi squirmed, fighting her own orgasm. Damn it, she wouldn’t come without Derrick’s permission. She wouldn’t disappoint him in front of another Master and his subs. She had once, she wouldn’t do it again. But damn, it pissed her off.

  As she slipped her fingers from their pussies, the women removed their hands and mouths from Andi, and cuddled against her for a moment. Andi’s body still throbbed and she was so sexually frustrated that she could barely think clearly.

  She glanced from Derrick to Master Josh, and saw the satisfied, but almost pained expressions on both their faces.

  “Master Josh needs relief.” Derrick gestured toward the Dom. “Use that perfect mouth on him, Andi. Then let him come all over your beautiful breasts.”

  Andi gaped at him. He was going to make her suck another man’s cock?

  Derrick raised an eyebrow and Andi knew it was her choice. She could say her safe word n
ow, and the weekend would end, or she could go down on Master Josh.

  When her gaze locked with Derrick’s, she saw how much the thought of watching her suck another man’s cock turned him on. Would he want another man to fuck her, though?

  It wasn’t like they meant anything to one another, just a weekend of sex and then it was back to the real world. A conquest. A game. Yes, definitely, that’s all it was.

  Well, fine. If he wanted another man to get off with her, then she was going to give him a hell of a show.

  Andi pulled away from the two women and approached the other Dom. “What would you have me do, Master Josh?”

  “On your knees, wench.”

  Andi tensed at the word wench, but she obeyed, and kept her eyes fixed on the bulge in his crotch, avoiding his gaze.

  While she watched, he stood in front of her, unfastened his pants, and pulled out his cock. It was not quite as long as Derrick’s, but thicker, with a darker plum-colored head. He fisted his erection, running his hand along the length of it.

  “Suck me, wench.” The man was handsome enough to make a woman’s heart stop, and his voice was deep and throbbing. “If I’m not pleased, I’m sure Master Derrick will find it fit to punish you again.”

  “Yes, Master Josh,” she said.

  He released his cock and thrust his hips forward. Andi lowered and flicked her tongue over the head. A bead of come was at the tiny slit and she tasted him, finding a somewhat different flavor than Derrick’s. She was positioned in a way that she could see Derrick. The twins had moved to sit on either side of him. They had removed their bustiers so that they were naked from the waist up, and only wearing their skimpy panties and boots. Derrick had his arms around both of them and lightly stroked their shoulders as he watched Andi lave her tongue along Master Josh’s erection. A spurt of jealousy surged through her at the sight of Derrick touching the other women.

  Her eyes remained focused on Derrick and she thought she saw a flicker of jealousy in his blue eyes. But then Master Josh took her face in his palms and forced her to look up at him. “I want you to watch me while I fuck your mouth.”