“Come all over my fingers, sweet girl. Then I’m going to fuck you until you scream my name.”
He plunged his fingers deep in my pussy while he pushed the plug into my ass. It didn’t take long before I was shaking, my breaths racing in and out of my lungs as that sweet electric current started in my womb, then radiated out through my fingertips.
“Oh, God! I’m coming!” I didn’t even care who was there, I couldn’t keep the words in. It felt so good, even being tied up like I was.
They allowed me to catch my breath.
“Are you ready?” Master Harris asked. “I’ll assist in getting her into position. I’m not even sure it’s possible without three people.”
“Agreed,” Sir said, and then I was lifted off the floor completely. I realized then that Sir and Master Harris were holding me while Master shifted to the floor beneath me, his cock moving into my line of sight. Technically, we were in a sixty-nine position, only I wasn’t on top of him, I was suspended above him.
“All right. This is where it gets complicated,” Beth said. “Master Langston, you’ll need to hold her upper body while Master Landon holds her legs. She’ll be positioned at an angle and, Master Landon, you’ll have to stand above Master Langston.”
Okay, this was definitely strange. I wondered how odd it was for Master since he was the one on the floor.
His arms came up and gripped my rib cage while Sir kept his hands on my hips, his arms wrapped under my thighs, bearing the brunt of my weight. I was leaning forward, feeling as though I would tip over at any moment.
“Now,” Beth guided us, “Master Landon, you’ll fuck her pussy while Luci, you’ll be sucking Master Langston’s cock.”
Yeah. Well.
I leaned forward as Master inched me lower and I attempted to take his cock in my mouth. Unfortunately, I had absolutely no use of my hands to guide me so I was relying on Master’s strength. And because he had to hold me, there was no way for him to assist.
“You’re testing me, aren’t you, Beth?” Master grunted. “Checking to see if I’ve been working out.”
I could see his arms, noticing the way his biceps flexed as he held my weight above him.
“As eager as I am to make this work,” Sir said, “I don’t think it’s feasible. No one is going to get much pleasure when we’re working so hard to keep her from falling.”
“Dang it,” Beth said with a giggle. “I was hoping it would work.”
“Unfortunately, that’s not gonna happen,” Master said, “but I think I know what will.”
Master Harris once again moved over and wrapped his arms around my torso, then lifted me up. I felt almost like a circus act, being shifted and moved in so many directions. It was certainly having an impact on my arousal, to say the least. And not in a good way.
“Lay her on her back on the couch,” Master instructed.
Thanks to the restraints, my back bowed, thrusting my chest out and making my knees ache from the odd angle. The next thing I knew, Master had fused his mouth to my pussy, licking me like a lollipop. The position I was in was uncomfortable, putting a tremendous strain on my thighs, but it didn’t matter. The way his mouth worked me into a frenzy trumped everything else.
“Master…oh, God…”
Before my climax could erupt, he stopped what he was doing, picked me up, and turned me over so that my ribs were resting on the cushioned armrest of the sofa. Warm hands gripped my hips, keeping my knees off the floor.
Master then positioned himself in front of me, his cock right at my mouth.
“Take me in your mouth, little one.”
As I was leaning forward, I felt Sir shift, and a second later, he was impaling me from behind. I cried out as he filled me. Between his thick cock and the enormous plug in my ass, I felt stuffed to overflowing.
“Color, Luci?” Sir questioned as he held himself still.
“Green, Sir. So very green.”
Master guided his cock to my lips and I sucked him inside. He was sitting up, trying to take the strain off my shoulders, but I still had enough room to bob up and down on him. It wasn’t long before I was so focused on what they were doing that I didn’t even notice the strange position.
“Aww, fuck, little one. Keep that up and I’m gonna come down your throat.”
I wanted that so badly.
They both continued to use me, Sir fucking me from behind while shifting the plug in my ass and Master pushing his cock deep into my throat. I moaned and whimpered as my orgasm was once again just out of reach.
Master’s hands moved, his fingers finding my nipples. He pinched and tugged until I couldn’t take any more. I let his cock fall from my mouth as I cried out, coming without an ounce of shame.
“Fuck…” Sir groaned as he came, triggering a delicious aftershock.
“Release her legs,” Master instructed Sir.
It wasn’t long before the rope was removed from my legs and Sir was massaging my muscles as I moaned softly.
“Come sit on my cock,” Master ordered.
With Sir’s help, I managed to straddle Master’s hips while he laid back on the sofa. My arms were still tied behind my back, but with my legs free, I had so much more freedom. I lifted and lowered on his cock, loving the way he squeezed my breasts, pinching my nipples.
“Sir,” I whimpered, trying to look over my shoulder to see where he was. I wanted him right there with us.
“I’m right here, sweet girl.”
His fingers twined in my hair and he turned my head, feeding his cock to me. I then bounced on Master’s dick while Sir stood beside the sofa and fucked my mouth.
“Squeeze my cock,” Master commanded. “Oh, fuck, yes.”
He roared as he came, his orgasm triggering mine.
“Don’t stop,” Sir insisted, holding my head as he fucked my mouth. I knew he’d come only a few minutes before, so I didn’t think he would come again. He proved me wrong seconds later when his cock twitched in my mouth.
When he pulled back, I fell forward, completely exhausted.
“I think it’s safe to say you’re gonna have to make some changes to that scene, love,” Master Harris told Beth.
“I agree. And I now know exactly what I’m going to change it to.”
Thirty-Four
ON FRIDAY AFTERNOON, I WAS finishing up some filing when I turned to see Sir coming out of his office. It wasn’t time to leave just yet, but I could tell he wanted something.
He cleared his throat and waited until I peeked at him over my shoulder. “Are you finished?”
“Only a few more to go.” My mouth was curling into a smile at the same time I noticed the wicked gleam in his eyes.
My Sir was thinking of doing something extremely naughty and I got the feeling he was planning to turn all those dirty thoughts directly on me.
“Put the papers down,” he ordered, his tone rough.
I placed the papers on the top of the filing cabinet, then turned to face him.
He glanced over at my desk, then nodded in that direction. “Move over there.” His voice was rough, as though he was trying to maintain his control and not quite succeeding.
Not sure what he had in mind, I walked over to my desk. Before I could turn around, he was behind me, pushing me face down on the desk. He wasn’t rough, but he wasn’t gentle either. All my girly parts started to sing.
His body pressed down on me, his lips brushing my neck.
“I need you, Luci.”
His words warmed me as they always did. “I’m yours, Sir. Any way that you want me.”
It was nothing less than the truth. I would give anything to this man.
Warm hands brushed over the backs of my thighs as he pushed my skirt up, baring my ass.
“Such a beautiful ass.” His words rumbled in my ear as he palmed my butt cheeks, squeezing firmly. “Who does this ass belong to?”
“You, Sir.”
His hands dipped between my legs, his fingers slipping between my puss
y lips.
“And who does your pussy belong to?”
“You, Sir.” I was panting at this point, eager for him to take me right here on my desk. I didn’t even care that all my bosses were in their offices, or that Jordan was at the front.
His weight disappeared, but his hands did not. He once again palmed both of my butt cheeks, kneading them with his fingers. His breaths were coming in as fast as mine.
“Spread your legs wide for me,” he insisted.
I did as he instructed, widening my stance while I remained bent over my desk. I felt his shirt brush the backs of my thighs as he knelt behind me.
“You’re wet, sweet girl.”
“Yes, Sir.” I was definitely wet. I hadn’t expected this from him and quite frankly, I liked the rough treatment, the way he dominated me, taking what he wanted.
His fingers separated my pussy lips and then his tongue was teasing me, pushing inside me as he groaned. When he turned his attention to my clit, I pressed my hips back, enjoying everything he was giving me.
He swatted my ass, making me yelp.
“Do not move.”
My body was trembling, but I fought the urge to press back against him when his tongue resumed its feast. He lapped at me, his hands still roaming over my ass, squeezing my flesh as though he was trying to hold himself back.
When he finally stood, I was panting and moaning, urging him to take me.
“Stay just like that,” he commanded.
I did.
I heard him moving behind me, but I wasn’t sure what he was doing. A minute or two later, he was lubing my ass with his fingers, pushing in, retreating. It felt so good for him to take me like this. I hadn’t expected it and I figured that was what made it even more erotic.
Ben’s door opened just as I felt the head of Sir’s cock press against my asshole. Okay. So that was how he wanted to play it.
“I need your ass,” he growled as he pushed his hips forward. “Relax for me, pet. Let me fuck this little ass.”
“Please, Sir. Please fuck my ass.” The words just came out. I didn’t necessarily mean to speak them aloud, but I couldn’t help myself. I was so caught up in the moment, in his demanding tone.
Another door opened and then another. I knew Ben, Justin, and Master were all watching Sir fuck my ass while I was laid out over my desk, my skirt hiked up. Even thinking about it made me hot.
He smacked my left butt cheek, making me groan as pleasure darted up my spine. His hand landed on my right cheek.
“Oh, God, Sir…please…”
“Squeeze my dick, sweet girl. Make your master come in your ass.”
His words spurred me on, driving me closer to the edge. I’d never come from being fucked like this before. Not only like this, anyway. Usually it was double penetration or after he’d worked me into a frenzy, so I was surprised that I was racing to the edge, my body trembling as the fire ignited in my veins.
Sir slammed into me, taking me harder than he’d ever taken me before. I knew without a doubt that I’d be sore when he was finished, but I didn’t care. I wanted this. I wanted him to stake his claim, to take me like a man who needed nothing more than me.
“Oh, Luci…fuck, sweetness. Your ass is so damn tight. Fuck, yes…”
Sir didn’t let up, pounding me like a man who’d been starved and finally found nourishment. I had to grip the edge of the desk to hold on, doing my best to push back against him.
“Tell me who you belong to,” Sir demanded.
“You! I belong to you, Sir!”
“Fuck yes, you do.”
His words triggered my orgasm and a few seconds later, he followed me over.
•
“When we get home, I want you to shower and change,” Sir said as he steered the truck onto the main road.
“Of course, Sir. Are we going somewhere?”
“I want to take you out to dinner tonight.”
I smiled to myself as I stared out the window. The idea of a night out on the town with him made my heart sing.
Sir was quiet for several minutes, and I tried not to fill the void with unnecessary chatter. So, when he finally spoke up, I was startled.
“Did I hurt you this afternoon, Luci?”
My smile disappeared at the concern I heard in his tone. “No, Sir. You didn’t hurt me.”
He didn’t say anything, keeping his eyes on the road.
“I enjoyed what you did,” I told him, wanting to be sure he understood. “It was hot.”
“Was it?” His eyes cut over to me briefly.
“Absolutely.” I decided to be honest. “I actually love moments like that. When you can’t seem to hold back. Then you command my submission… I live for those moments.” And that was true. I honestly craved when Master and Sir turned their dominance on me.
Sir reached over and took my hand, twining our fingers together. I was surprised by his vulnerability, although I wasn’t sure why that was. He was a man, like any other. Just because he was a Dominant didn’t mean he wasn’t worried about the same things most men worried about.
I gave his hand a gentle squeeze and settled into my seat, enjoying the moment.
As soon as we arrived at his house, I hurried to take a shower. Since I had no idea where he was taking me, I wrapped myself in a towel while I did my makeup and dried my hair. When I was finished, I went in search of him.
Sir was sitting in the living room with his phone to his ear, one ankle crossed over the opposite knee. He looked relaxed, sexy. The second he saw me, he motioned me over, then pointed toward the table in front of the sofa.
I sat down facing him, waiting patiently.
Rather than get off the phone, Sir leaned forward, then unhooked the towel that had been fastened over my breasts.
He smiled when it fell away, leaving me naked before him.
“Yes, I’m taking her out to dinner.”
I don’t think Sir knew how happy it made me that he was taking me out on a date. Although we spent a lot of time together and we had been out on a date before, it felt different this time.
“No can do. Tonight she’s all mine.”
That made me feel even better.
“A movie?” Sir met my gaze. “That’s rather vanilla, don’t you think?”
I watched him intently. I didn’t mind vanilla one bit. Although, I got the feeling that Sir could easily turn a vanilla movie date into something rather erotic. It excited me to think about it.
“If her nipples are anything to go by, I’d say she likes that idea.”
I glanced down. Sure enough, my nipples had pebbled.
“I’ll leave that up to her. If she goes for it, I’ll text you and let you know.”
Now my curiosity was piqued and I wanted to know what devious idea Sir had come up with.
Unfortunately, the man liked to keep me waiting, because he hung up the phone, set it on the cushion beside him, then continued to look at me, his eyes heating as he took in my nakedness.
“This is a very nice look for you,” he said absently, his gaze slowly traveling back up to my face.
I grinned. “I was actually coming to ask you what I should wear. I don’t know where we’re going, so I didn’t want to assume anything.”
“I’d like to see you in one of your long black skirts and the burgundy corset.”
Hmm. I hadn’t thought to pair up the fetish wear with anything else, but I liked the idea.
“You can wear your heeled black boots. No panties.”
I already had the perfect skirt in mind, so I bounced up to my feet.
“Hold on, pet. I’m not ready for you to leave yet.”
Before I turned away, I paused, standing directly in front of Sir.
He leaned forward and pressed his lips to my stomach, his hand sliding up the inside of my thigh.
“Are you wet?” He didn’t seem to need an answer, choosing to check for himself.
His fingers were gentle as he probed me.
“You a
re.”
“Yes, Sir,” I said around a moan as he fingered me slowly, leisurely, as though we had all the time in the world.
“Is your pussy greedy for attention?”
Even more so when he said things like that.
“Yes, Sir.” The words escaped on a breathless moan.
“Then you might enjoy what Langston has in mind for you.”
“Only if it pleases you, Sir.” Honestly, I didn’t care what happened, as long as Sir was happy. This was my time with him, not Master. If he wanted the three of us to spend the evening together, I was all for it. If he wanted it to be just him and me, I was all for that, too.
Sir’s fingers slipped from my body and he curled his hands around my hips, pressing his forehead to my belly. I glanced down, confused by the response. Unsure what to do, I put my hand on his head, holding him to me. His hair was silky and soft.
“The last thing I want to do is to confuse you, Luci.”
When he pulled back and looked up at me, I went to my knees before him.
“You’re not confusing me, Sir. I’m well aware of what you and Master want. I want the same thing.”
Something passed in his eyes, but I wasn’t sure what it was. It was slightly terrifying because I was pretty sure it didn’t end with a happily ever after.
Not that I was expecting it. I knew what was going on here. This wasn’t a promise of something more, it was an arrangement, one I fully intended to abide by. However, I couldn’t deny that I’d fallen in love with Master and Sir. That didn’t mean I couldn’t enjoy the time we had together. I was one of those people who understood she couldn’t always get everything she wanted.
I noticed the moment he masked his expression, but I forced a smile.
“I’ll go get dressed, Sir.” I got to my feet. “And you can surprise me with whatever you have planned.”
“When you’re finished, I’ll shower and we’ll go.”
“Thank you, Sir.”
He nodded, but he didn’t stop me when I turned to go.
Although there was a slight amount of trepidation curling deep inside me, I vowed to enjoy the evening, regardless of what happened.
And I also promised myself that I wouldn’t think about tomorrow.
Only tonight.
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