by Jane Pearl
Liam cleared his throat. “I guess I never questioned where you heard about the agency Bri.” He wrapped a reassuring arm around the stunned redhead.
Briana blinked her eyes and answered from the curve of his arm. “I’ll need a moment for this all to sink in.” She rested her head against Liam’s muscular shoulder. Adam wrapped an arm around Maria as well. He dropped a kiss the top of her white blond curls tamed into a loose French braid. Briana absently noted how striking a couple they were with his short ebony hair and grey eyes contrasted with her platinum locks and warm brown eyes. Her gaze swung to take in Maria’s other husband. Brett had curly chestnut hair and dancing green eyes. She wondered what their children looked like. She vaguely remembered Maria mentioning a three year old daughter and a one year old son at home.
“Where are your children tonight?” She blurted out then covered her mouth at her bluntness.
Maria let out a tinkling laugh. “They are home at the Ranch with their nanny.” She grasped Brett’s hand in hers so she had contact with both of her men. “We enjoy taking a night away every once in awhile.” She wiggled her eyebrows lasciviously. “The better to indulge in our appetites.” Briana burst out laughing before she could stop herself. All of the men joined in.
Liam wiped tears out of the corner of his eyes. “I think I might have asked our event coordinator to seat you with us. Let me check.” He pulled out his cell phone and swiped the screen. After typing in a quick text, he was rewarded with the ping of an answering text. He nodded his head in satisfaction. “Excellent, she says it is all set.” He looked around at the group. “She also says it is about time to get seated for dinner…Shall we?” The group obligingly split up into sets of three and made their way to the dining room.
*****
Briana shook her head and leaned over to whisper in Maria’s ear. “I can’t believe how much show boating goes on at these things.” She gestured toward the stage where an emcee took bids on a vacation on a private Caribbean island.
Maria opened her eyes in mock horror. “I know. Could you imagine having to take that vacation with him?” She discretely indicated the florid, overweight man at the next table. He’d gotten progressively louder as course after course of food was served with the accompanying glasses of wine. He’d obviously imbibed freely at the cocktail hour before dinner and now was blotto. He was at the moment attempting to outbid a gentleman from across the room for the vacation package. His petite, worried looking wife, watched the proceedings with unhappy eyes.
Briana shook her head. “Ugh…no thank you.” She shivered for effect. “I’d much rather take a vacation pretty much anywhere with my guys.”
Maria laughed at her words then her eyes sobered. “So…” She indicated the men sitting to Briana’s right. “Is this working out like you hoped?”
Briana’s gazed flickered to the right to see if their conversation would be over heard. “It has been incredible. I think I’m going to miss them when we’re done.”
Dark brown eyes looked intently into soft green. “Are you sure that it will be done?”
Briana shrugged slightly. “They say they want me to stay but I’m not sure how I would continue my career. I’m not sure if I’d want to be a full time submissive for the rest of my life.” She sighed. “At first it seemed so cut and dried and now.” She glanced over her shoulder at first Liam then Connor. They absently smiled at her before returning their attention to the lively bidding war. The florid man next to them wiped his sweating face with his cloth napkin before lifting the paddle again. Briana’s attention switched back to Maria. “And now, I’m entangled and I’m not sure that I want to cut the ties.”
Maria blinked back tears. “It is difficult to give your body without giving your heart.” Her glimmering eyes took in her own two men before returning to Briana. “I would trust my heart if I were you. They are good men. I’ve known them for years.” She reached out a delicate, pink-tipped hand to grasp Briana’s own red-tipped one.
“Briana, did you hear me?” Liam’s voice rumbled by her ear making Briana jump.
“No, Liam…what did you say?” Briana blinked innocently up into his face.
Humorous sapphire blue eyes gazed down at her in bemusement. “I’d love to know what you ladies were discussing so intently.” His eyes flicked over to look at Maria’s pink face before settling back on Briana. “But we’ll wait until later. The guys and I were thinking that we should go up to our suite for a bit before coming down for dancing and the countdown til midnight. Does that sound good?”
Briana nodded enthusiastically then turned to her friend. “That sounds like fun. Are you in?”
Maria smiled in agreement. “Sounds good.” She turned to Brett and Adam. “Would it be okay if we stopped at our room to freshen up before meeting them?”
Her men smiled indulgently and gave permission. As the trio walked away, Maria turned her platinum head back to Briana and lifted an eyebrow mischievously. “See you all soon.” She strode away holding her men’s hands proudly. More than one set of eyes watched them as they exited the room…some speculative, some jealous.
Briana shook her head in admiration. “She really doesn’t care if people know about them does she?”
Liam grasped her hand with his. “We aren’t afraid of people knowing either.” He lifted the slender fingers up to his mouth in a gentle kiss. “We feel it is totally up to you.”
Briana blinked back sudden tears. “Thank you for protecting my reputation. I appreciate it.”
Connor reached past Liam to brush the tears from the corners of her eyes. “You know we’d never do anything to hurt you. Briana nodded without answering him.
Liam reached over to place a gentle kiss on her lips. “I think we’d better get up to our suite so we’ll be there when our guests arrive.” Briana nodded and smiled tremulously as he helped her stand. The trio wended their way through the tables set throughout the room. Liam and Connor exchanged waves and nods with acquaintances but didn’t stop to visit. Briana intercepted more than one quizzical gaze as they exited. It was obvious the guests were wondering who the mystery woman was with Liam Kerrigan.
As they made their escape down the wide hallway to the bank of elevators, Connor leaned over to whisper in Briana’s ear. “You’ve created quite a buzz this evening my dear.” A slight flush covered her cheeks at his words. She was saved from answering by the ding of the elevator arriving.
Once they’d reached their suite, Connor walked over to the wet bar on the side of the seating area and raised up a glass decanter. “Whiskey brother?” Liam nodded while taking a seat on the rustic leather couch next to Briana.
He looked down at her as he encircled her shoulders with an affectionate arm. “Would you like some wine Luv?”
Briana shook her head. “I had a few glasses with dinner. I’ll need to pace myself if I’m going to make it to midnight.”
Liam nodded approvingly. “Good thinking sweetheart.” He hugged her to his side then looked up at Connor while clearing his throat. “Uh, Bri. Connor and I were wondering if…I mean…Maria and her husbands have a lifestyle similar to ours and occasionally will do ‘scenes’ in BDSM clubs…kind of like what we did in Seattle.”
Briana blinked wide eyes up at him. “You mean age play?”
Connor cleared his throat as well. “No, more like domination and submission…public sex play.”
Briana reared back in alarm. “Would there be…swapping involved?” Her voice held alarm at the thought.
Liam shook his head. “No, we aren’t comfortable with that. Though we might have some sexual contact in front of each other if you are okay with that. Intercourse is on the table unless you absolutely refuse. Uh, we all are okay if you and Maria would like to interact as well.” He cleared his throat again. “Sexually that is.”
Briana raised her brows and looked back and forth between the two men. “You all managed to discuss all of this tonight while Maria and I were visiting?”
The men looked shamefaced then Connor shook his head. “No, we knew the Harrisons were going to be here and e-mailed back and forth with Brett. He is more interested in the domination and submission aspects of their relationship. Adam just goes along for the ride.” He waggled his brows in mock lasciviousness. “Pardon the pun.”
Briana rolled her eyes at his bad joke. She was ashamed to admit it but her already aroused pussy was moistening and swelling at the thought of involving the Harrisons in their sex play. She shifted uneasily in her seat. Bright red flags appeared on her cheeks. “I guess that would be okay with me.”
Liam cupped her chin in his palm and tilted her eyes up to meet his. “Remember that you can use your safe word at any time if you feel uncomfortable. Do you understand?”
Holding his gaze, Briana nodded gravely. “Yes I understand, Sir.” Liam nodded in approval at her respectful address. His attention shifted to Connor who handed him a glass of whiskey. All of their heads turned towards the door as a firm knock sounded. Connor strode over to the door and opened it up to admit the Harrisons. Maria’s cheeks were bright pink and her eyes twinkled with excitement. She winked at Briana surreptitiously as she took a seat on the overstuffed leather couch facing Briana and Liam. The two women sat silently with downcast eyes as the men got drinks and talked about ranching and other manly topics like sports.
Without meaning to, Briana let out a big sigh in boredom. Liam stopped with his whiskey glass almost at his lips and looked at her sternly. “Are we boring you Bri?”
Briana looked down at her hands and answered in a small voice. “No Sir.”
Liam cocked his head to the side. “Maybe you need something to keep you busy. Would you like to be allowed to come as much as you want tonight?”
Looking up at him in amazement, Briana nodded enthusiastically. “Yes Sir!”
The men all smiled at her eagerness as Liam continued. “We don’t want to rumple your gown so I think that you should remove it and place it carefully in the closet.” He pointed to a door on the side of the room. “Keep the shoes and corset on.”
Taking a deep breath, Briana stood up while smoothing down the glittering silver gown. She turned her back to Liam, silently asking him for help with the zipper. She felt the zipper glide down as the dress loosened around her curvaceous body. She grabbed it as it fell off of her shoulders and gently eased it down her body. Liam offered her a hand as she balanced on first one foot then the other while sliding off the garment. She straightened with the glittery mass of fabric in her hands and shook it out. Squaring her shoulders, she walked across the room to the closet and hung up her dress before turning to face the other people in the room. She unconsciously cocked one elbow with her right hand on her hip and crossed one foot in front of the other. This pose showed off her body to its best advantage. The men in the room appreciated the juxtaposition of her formal hairdo and makeup with a tightly laced white satin corset displaying her full breasts and heavy nipples. Below the bottom edge of the corset, Briana’s shaved pudendum glistened with arousal fluids down to the tops of her crossed thighs. Gorgeous sparkling high heels finished the look. All of the men in the room had to shift in their seats in order to make way for suddenly turgid penises.
“Gorgeous Luv. Now come and kneel in front of me.” Looking at him with questioning eyes, Briana complied immediately. She knelt with her legs wide, high heels tucked under white buttocks and head lowered. Liam leaned over and lifted her chin up. “If you rub kitty on the tip of my shoe and can make yourself come, you can come as much as you want tonight. Do you understand?”
With blooming cheeks, Briana nodded. “Yes Sir.”
“Well Hen, there’s nothing like the present. Get started.”
Looking around hesitantly, Brian lifted up on her knees and shuffled until her glistening cunt was directly over the tip of Liam’s highly polished dress boot. He’d crossed one leg over the other to give her a higher target. Closing her eyes, Briana began to rub the shiny smooth tip of the boot over her erect button. An involuntarily moan left her lips as she felt the tip slip slightly into her slippery vagina. She soon fell into a smooth rhythm swiveling her hips so that the unyielding tip rubbed around and around her sensitive button. Forgetting her audience, Briana began to roll and pluck her nipples in tandem with the motion of her hips. She almost attained a climax when Brett spoke up. “Stop.” Used to the voice of command. Briana immediately ceased her undulations.
Brett cleared his throat. “I think that it would be fun to see if Maria could get me off at the same time as Briana comes. What do you all think?” Briana groaned involuntarily. She was so close!
Connor and Liam exchanged glances then turned back to Brett with identical nods. “Bri, you can continue but you can’t come until Brett gives you permission. Do you understand?”
Briana puffed a breath out through open lips and nodded her head. “Yes Sir.” She started slowly rocking her hips again. Her eyes fluttered shut again as she lost herself in the sensation. Liam’s boot top began to shine with her secretions.
At Brett’s silent hand command, Maria stood with her back to him. He released the zipper on her beaded, form-fitting black gown. She followed Briana’s example by placing the gown in the closet in the corner of the room. Turning back to face the group, she posed for a moment with her hands by her sides. Her black, satin corset resembled Briana’s ending above a bare, pubic mound. The most notable difference between the two women was that Maria had pierced nipples and it looked like her clitoris was pierced as well. Delicate, silver chains connected to the hoops at each nipple then met near her belly button to attach to a single strand that led to the clitoral hood piercing peeking out between sodden outer cunt lips. A small metal disc hung from the hoop right over her obviously engorged pearl. Brett gestured to her pointing down to the carpeted floor. Maria gracefully sank to her knees and prowled across the room to come to a kneeling position in front of her master. Brett snapped and pointed to his crotch. She immediately began to undo his belt buckle and free his turgid erection. After some maneuvering, she was able to release his penis. She looked up to Brett for permission with her red tinted lips hovering over the angry purple head of his cock. At his nod she began to pay homage to his erect member. Liam and Connor could see flashes of a jeweled butt plug between her pert buttocks as she serviced her husband.
The men continued their desultory conversation and occasional drinks from the whiskey glasses in their hands as their slaves worked at their assigned tasks. A flush began to show on Brett’s cheeks as Maria professionally sucked, nibbled and deep throated his rigid shaft. Briana’s cheeks now blazed bright red as she breathed through her body’s attempts to climax. Brett’s tan hand finally descended on the back of Maria’s head and held her so close to him her nose nestled in the wiry brown hair above his penis. “Now.” He ordered.
Briana groaned low in her throat as she ground her crotch on the top of Liam’s boot. A gush of liquid saturated the shiny black leather surface as she came in spasms. After she was done, she obediently bent to lick the boot spic and span clean before sitting back in an open kneeling position with her upturned hands on wide spread thighs.
Maria accepted Brett’s cum down the back of her throat without wincing. When he allowed her to withdraw from his now replete member, she lovingly licked it clean before restoring it to its former position inside his zipped dress pants. She sat back on her heels in the same position as Briana with her platinum head bowed and wide open thighs. All of the men exchanged satisfied smiles at their women’s obedience.
Connor cleared his throat and spoke. “Let’s play a game now.” He glanced around at the other men with mischievous eyes. “It’s called ‘Ride the Pole’.” He rubbed the now empty glass between his hands wickedly. “We impale them on our cocks and take a few strokes every once in awhile but don’t thrust regularly. Let’s see how many times we can make them come just from that.” The women stiffened in their submissive postures. They’d both played that game
before and it was torturous. Identical accepting sighs lifted and lowered their uncovered bosoms. They both knew that their masters were allowed to play with them in any way they wished. If this pleased their men, they would do it without complaint. Both women settled into the secure head space submissives enjoyed when giving up their will to their Dominants.
Adam took a quick drink from his glass, emptying it in the process. “I want a refill before we start…Maria?” He offered the glass to his wife who gracefully stood to take it from his hand. She looked in inquiry over to Brett who also offered her his glass. She silently glided on high black, beaded heels to the bar and efficiently filled their glasses. With a calm demeanor and a downcast gaze she walked back to her men and dropped down to her knees between them before offering them the now filled glasses. She waited further instructions.
“Bri.” At Connor’s voice and uplifted glass, Briana rolled to her feet and mirrored Maria’s actions. After she gave them their filled glasses, Connor continued his instructions. “I want you to straddle me for the game.”
Briana quickly climbed on the couch with her knees on either side of his lap. Nimble fingers unbuckled his belt and pulled his fully erect penis from silk boxers. Questioning green eyes meet slumberous dark blue. “Climb on Luv. Remember I’ll be moving you so stay still once you’ve bottomed out.” Taking a deep breath, Briana nodded before lifting up on her knees over his erect shaft. She teased the rubbery tip over her soaking moist outer lips before dropping down a little. The breath caught in her throat as Connor’s thick member pierced her swollen inner lips. She gently swiveled her hips as her cunt engulfed his length. Her pussy walls pulsed around him as she came to a rest in his lap. Hard hands grabbed her narrow waist. “Stay still Luv.” Strong calloused fingers squeezed her tightly. She took in a deep breath. She loved having her waist compressed. Her vagina rippled in response. A low chuckle sounded in Connor’s throat. He knew what he was doing to her…the jerk!
