“A favor?”
“Yes. Would you be able to talk to Steph and Nicky? We need a D.M. for the Flogging Room, and another for the Massage Room. If they wouldn’t mind taking a shift, we can work out an arrangement on discounted fees, or perhaps using a private room before or after club hours."
Rubbing his hands on his pants, he looked from Ethan to Davis. What the men were suggesting wasn't unknown. In the past they'd worked out similar offers with other Doms who'd been at the club since its inception. So to ask Nicky and Steph to do the same, after only five months, was a bit of a surprise.
"I can ask them, but I'm surprised you haven't asked them yourselves." Zeb shifted, not entirely comfortable with the idea of asking for a favor of this magnitude from his Sir and Ma'am. As a submissive, it wasn't in his nature to demand anything from his dominants.
"Why? Because you're the perfect bribe." Davis retorted. "Do you honestly think either of them would be able to resist the idea of having you alone to themselves, in one of our private rooms, for a few hours with no interruptions?"
Zeb shook his head. It was true, the very posh private rooms were in such high demand, Ethan and Davis had to assign them in short one hour increments. The idea of having access to one of them...particularly the bondage one with the sex swing for a few hours of uninterrupted fun… was enough to make him harden behind the fly of his jeans.
"All right, I'll do it." He moved to stand. "Is there anything else?"
Ethan shook his head, returning to the paperwork in front of him. "No, but if you could let me know their answer as soon as possible, I'd greatly appreciate it." He scratched something on the paper.
"No problem. I'll stop over and ask them in person this afternoon." Zeb gave Ethan a grin. "I'll try to make it an offer they can't refuse."
Behind him, Davis chuckled as Zeb left the room.
"Quit worrying, Ethan. If I know anything about our Zeb, when he puts his mind to something he’ll succeed. And if he doesn't? I'll just cancel my trip."
* * * *
Steph was washing her hands at the sink when she noticed Zeb's tiny Honda pull up between her and Nicky's SUVs. Her heart leapt with happiness. While they hadn't been expecting him, she was sure Nicky would be happy to see him once he surfaced from his office. Glancing at the clock on the wall, she sighed. Which gives me two hours to keep Sexy busy. Her womb quivered at the possibilities of having their sub at her tender mercy for such a time. But first, I have to get him to agree to it.
Moving with purpose, she met him on the porch before he had a chance to ring the bell or knock. A plan was brewing in her head, a pleasant surprise for Nicky when he took his late afternoon break.
"Hey, Sexy, I wasn't expecting to see you today. Is everything okay?" She couldn't resist the urge to touch him, and brushed her fingers over his shoulder.
He nodded. "Yep. I was missing you and Sir, so I thought I might bring a basket of goodies over." He lifted a tin-foil covered plate she hadn't noticed. "I was in a baking mood this morning, and wanted to get your opinion on some tweaks I made to one of my Gram’s recipes. I've been playing with a vegetarian line for my bakery. I thought you and Nicky might be willing to be my guinea pigs?"
Steph's heart melted. The fact that he'd brought his goodies all the way over for her and Nicky to test them when he had a house full of taste-testers, touched her. "Well, it depends. What's in it for me?"
"Ummm..." He seemed flabbergasted. "My undying thanks?"
"Relax, Sexy. I was thinking of a trade. Nicky and I will test your new creations if you help me set up a surprise for our Master."
His lips parted as her meaning seemed to sink in. "A sexual one, Ma'am?"
"Of course. Unless you don't feel comfortable with the idea of putting yourself in my hands until Master surfaces from his man-cave."
In a daring move that would've shocked her even a week ago, he took her hand and pressed it against his cock. The hard length seemed to grow further under her fingertips.
"Does this feel like I'm uncomfortable, Ma'am?" His voice was husky as he continued to hold her hand against him.
"No, it sure doesn't." She gave him a grin before tugging him towards the door. "Come on. Follow me, but be quiet. Even though Master is usually deaf to everything while he's working, I don't want him to realize you're here."
Feeling like a teenager trying to not get caught, Steph led Zeb past Nicky's closed door and down the steps to the basement where the playroom was. Clicking on the lights as they entered, she softly closed the door behind her.
Standing in the middle of the room, Zeb looked around before crossing to one the counter. Setting down his plate, he stripped off his shirt, baring his chest. Lust pulled at her as she watched the flex of his muscles while he bent over to remove his shoes. When he finally stood and reached for the snap on his denim shorts, she stopped him. If she saw him in the raw, she couldn't promise herself she wouldn't take him to the ground and fuck him until he was screaming her name.
"Leave ‘em on, Sexy." She kept her voice firm but non-threatening.
His hands dropped from the waist to rest comfortably at his sides. "Yes, Ma'am." His lips curled up in a sensual smile. "Whatever my Ma'am wants."
She chuckled before heading towards their toy cupboard. Pulling open the doors, she rummaged around, looking for some very specific items. Deliberately taking her time, she wondered how long he would stay on the other side of the room before curiosity sent him scrambling to her side.
As she continued to ruffle through the contents of the drawer, he lasted longer than she expected.
"Need some help, Ma'am?" His voice so close to her ear sent shivers down her spine.
"Aren't you supposed to be on the other side of the room, Zeb?" she asked, trying to keep her cool as his hands slipped under her arms to wrap around her waist. Due to the difference in their heights, she felt his face pressed against the nape of her neck, his breath stirring the hair as he hugged her."
"You didn't make it an order, Ma'am. In fact, you haven't started our scene as of yet. If it's against the rules to hug you, all you need to do is tell me." His reasoning, whispered against her skin, sent trails of liquid heat sliding through her body until she was ready to turn in his arms, take him to the floor, and ride him like he'd never been ridden.
"No, it's not against the rules, Sexy, but understand I'm very close to taking more than you're willing to give. And I don't want to remind you of another out-of-control Domme because I happen to want you inside me, pounding hard and fast." She closed her eyes, fighting for control as her fingers closed around the small plastic ‘o’ she'd been looking for. The cock ring would keep Zeb from coming too soon. Now all she needed was the plug in the second drawer. Perhaps it would be best to let Zeb pick out one he'd be comfortable with for their first time. "Release me, please."
"Yes, Ma'am." His arms reluctantly dropped from her waist as he stepped back. She took a deep breath, tightening the grip on the reins of her control.
"Now, I need you to do me a favor. I want you to open the third drawer. You are to select two plugs, one for both myself and you. I prefer one of medium length and girth to start out with."
Zeb's eyes darkened and his nostrils flared. "Yes, Ma'am."
While he stepped up to select two anal plugs, Steph stepped back and retrieved an unopened bottle of lube from the counter. About that time, Zeb turned with two plugs, one in either hand. Cocking her head, she took the one he'd obviously selected with her in mind. It was nearly four inches around at its base and tapered off to about an inch at its tip, and happened to be one of her favorites.
"You have very good tastes, Zebadiah. This happens to be one of my favorites. It's not overly large but it does the job nicely and stretches me out for Master." She shivered at the memory of the first time she'd used it. Nicky had taken one look at the dark purple plug in her ass and had turned into a raving beast. He'd fucked her hard and so thoroughly, she'd drenched the sheets with her pleasure.
"And for yourself?" She nodded to his other hand.
He offered it to her. Taking it from him she gently ran her fingers over the slightly pebbled surface. It wasn't sharp pegs like Allison had suggested Zeb enjoyed, but neither was it a smooth surface like the plug he'd chosen for her.
She looked up at him. "You enjoy a little pain with your anal play, Sexy?"
He flushed a bit, but nodded.
She sighed. "A verbal response, Zebadiah, or we go no further."
His eyes darted up to meet hers. "Yes, Ma'am." He swallowed. "I enjoy a bit of pain when my dominant plays with my ass."
She nodded. "Good to know." She stepped closer and affectionately tapped his cheek. "See, that wasn't painful, was it?"
His cheeks flushed a bit more. "No, Ma'am."
"All right then. This is what I want to do." She took a quick glance at the clock. They had about ninety minutes before Nicky surfaced, if that. "We have a little over an hour to get..." She held up the plugs "...inside our asses. Then we're going to kneel on the mats with our butts facing the door." She leaned in and kissed his nose. "Because this is one of Sir's fantasies. He's been muttering of late about how bad he wants to fuck you, while you fuck me. And today I just happen to be in the mood to have my ass fucked."
Zeb groaned low in his throat, his hands curling in helpless fists at his sides. "Shit."
She paused and studied him. "Give me the words, Zeb. I need to know what's going on in that sexy head of yours. Are you not ready to offer your ass to Nicky? You've seen his size, but I assure you he's careful until you no longer want him to be."
* * * *
Clenching his fists, Zeb was barely able to keep from coming in his pants. When he'd brought over the goodies, the only thing he'd hoped for was an agreement from Steph and Nicky about helping out at the club. He hadn't expected to find himself in their playroom, picking out plugs, and talking frankly with Ma'am about letting Nicky claim his ass. The image she'd planted, with a few simple words, had gone beyond his wildest dreams. He loved anal sex, both receiving and giving - not that he had a whole lot of experience at the later. He normally ended up on the receiving end with both men and women.
"Talk to me, Sexy. Are you not up to this?" The concern in her voice drew him in and saved him from the molten lava coursing through his veins.
"God, Ma'am, if I was any hotter, I'd be spewing all over the place. You don't understand how long it's been since I've felt an ass around my cock."
A genuine smile crossed her face. "So you're on board, even if I make you wear this?" She showed him the silicon cock ring.
He bit his lower lip. "Damn." He reached out to touch it. "If I wear this, I won't be able to come."
"Exactly. You'll stay hard inside of me until Sir decides to take mercy on you." She stepped closer, running her fingers up his chest. "He'll be able to control when you come and how hard." She licked his lower lip. "And believe me, if there's anything I know about our Master, he loves to delay our release until the moment we’re all but screaming and pleading with him to end it. Then it's pure nirvana as he turns us loose. It’ll feel like our heads are going to come off from the pleasure."
Even as her words seduced him, Zeb kept enough wits about him. He had no issue with wearing a cock ring. As a male submissive, more often than not his mistresses and masters liked to use some form of cock and ball torture on him. While he didn't particularly care for the cock cages, he did enjoy the benefits of a snug cock ring. However, if he was going to be tormented in such a way, he wanted her to experience the same thing.
"I'll agree to it, Ma'am as long as it's tit for tat."
She tipped her head. "And exactly what do you mean by that?"
"If Sir’s going to control my release with a cock ring, then shouldn't the same be done for your release?"
Heat flashed in her eyes before she trailed her fingers up his bare chest. "And what exactly do you have going on inside that kinky mind of yours, Zebadiah?"
He licked his lips and leaned forward. "Let me show you, Ma'am."
Chapter Twenty
Pulling the ear plugs from his ears, Nicky continued to hum Karma Chameleon as he saved his work. It'd been a couple of productive hours. He'd managed to finish the chapter he'd started before lunch and was over half way through the new chapter. The story was shaping up nicely. If he continued to write at this rate, he shouldn't have an issue meeting the deadline his publisher had set for the sequel to His Reluctant Desire.
Pushing back from his desk, he stood, stretching the muscles grown tight during his confined stay in the chair. No matter how comfortable the company promised the chair to be, they simply didn't design them to fit his larger than average frame. Perhaps a quick round or two on the mats with Steph would help work out the kinks. His dick stirred at idea of grappling with his sexy little lady.
After making a quick detour into their room where he shed his writing clothes, jean shorts and t-shirt, he donned a pair of exercise shorts and left off the shirt. A quick tussle or two on the mats followed by a fast, hard loving sounded pretty good to him. But as he exited his man-cave and made his way to the gym at the end of the hall, he couldn't find Steph. He was just about to check the drive to see if she'd perhaps had left to run to the store when he noticed the door to the basement slightly ajar. Other than their playroom, there was little else in the basement —only the utility room where they did their wash. But why would she be down there now? We just finished laundry yesterday.
"Steph?" Making his way down the steps, he glanced towards the small laundry room. The lights were off. Okay that only could leave one place. Against the silky fabric of his shorts, he hardened. Hot damn! His little submissive had planned a surprise for him.
Edging closer to the playroom, he nudged the door open. Expecting to see Steph in some provocative pose, his jaw dropped at the scene in front of him.
He grabbed the doorframe. It was a sight he'd only dreamed about. Lying on his back, his thighs parted, was Zeb and hovering above him was Stephanie, both breasts encircled by rope and her arms bound behind her in basic shibari tie. But it was the sounds of pleasure she made as Zeb licked at her pussy while he worked a plug into her ass. "Son of a fuckin’ bitch."
His words seemed to distract Zeb, who peeked at him from his position between Steph's thighs. "Oops, you said we had at least an hour, Ma'am. Someone arrived early." Then he buried the final two inches of the plug in Steph's bottom, causing her to cry out in pleasure. "Gimme me just a minute, Sir." Then he scrambled into position, his back supported by the spanking bench but in reverse, much like he would on an inverted press. It hoisted his hips high in the air, instead of his ass. The hint of a dark red plug, one Nicky himself favored, teased him.
A rough growl ripped free of him as he moved towards them, his hands jerking at the waistband of his shorts. He needed to be inside his il mio colibrì now. He needed to feel Zebadiah's tight little ass milking his cock.
"Wait, Master!" Steph's voice broke through the lust consuming him.
"What?" he hissed, kicking free of his shorts, his cock bobbing up and down.
"Remember the scene from His Reluctant Desire? When Luca bent Sonja over the table and started to fuck her, only to find Thane behind him, hard and ready? How you told me if it wouldn't shock your readers, you'd have had Thane mount Luca right then and there for fucking Sonja?"
His breath hissed out. "Yeah?"
"Well, Zeb and I want to give that to you, in a way. Give us thirty seconds to get in place, Master. You won't regret it."
Clenching his teeth, Nicky clung to his control by threads. "You've got to the count of ten, Steph. Then I'm going to be all over both of you like white on rice."
"That's all we need, Master." She assured him as he closed his eyes and began to mentally count. He'd only gotten to three when a whimper escaped Steph. His eyes flew open and nearly crossed as he watched S
teph bounce on top of Zeb, her bound breasts swaying slightly as she forced their sub's cock in and out of her. "Gotta get him wet if he's going in my ass, Master," she panted.
"Fuck." He moved closer, refusing to touch either of them as he watched the thick length slide in and out of Steph's glistening folds. "Damn." He changed his mind and lightly tugged on Zeb's balls, pulling the sack down to get a better view of the action. The ring, stretched tight around the base, sent a fresh surge of lust through him. He could watch for a few moments before he was unable to resist the plug in Zeb's ass. Tapping it lightly with his fingers, Nicky was rewarded by a long hoarse cry from Zeb. Oh yeah this was going to be hot.
He straightened up, needing to take control of the scene his subs had set up for him. "You're wet enough, sub. I want to see you fuck Ma'am's ass." Kneeling back on his heels, he stroked his cock as Zeb pulled a protesting Steph off him. As Zeb's cock, dripping with Steph's juices, came into view, Nicky squeezed the base of his own dick. He wouldn't come now. He was going to spill inside of his il mio colibrì and nowhere else.
Steph hissed as Nicky lightly slapped her ass. "Fuck, Master. I was so close."
An evil chuckle oozed out of him. "I know you were. But there’ll be no coming until I say so. Now I want to see you sink this tight little ass down on Zeb's cock, cara mia."
"Yes, Master." She groaned as he pulled the plug, covered in lube out of her, leaving her small rosebud gaping and wet. As she tried to center herself to sink onto Zeb, both men cupped her hips so she wouldn't hurt herself. A low moan escaped Zeb as the tip of his cock slipped past her anal ring.
"Oh, Sir. I...haven't felt...this in....a long time." Zeb bit down on his lower lip, his hips rocking slowly as Nicky helped feed Zeb’s cock inside of Steph. She let out a loud moan as she settled on the raised plane of their submissive's hips.
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