by Carew, Opal
He reached down to her ankles and unlatched the chains.
“Stand up.”
She stood up, unsteady on those spectacularly high-heeled shoes, not to mention her highly aroused state.
“And now I want several of my friends to fuck you. Would that be okay?”
Nineteen
Excitement quivered down her spine. Was the idea of other men joining them for real or just a fantasy scenario? She remembered when Ty had blindfolded her and pretended that Zeke was in the room with them.
“Yes, Master.”
“Good. Follow Zeke.”
Zeke led her and Ty to a door, then opened it to reveal stairs down to the basement. She followed him down the enclosed stairway, being careful of her footing in the heels, and when she reached the bottom, her eyes widened. The place was set up as some kind of elaborate dungeon. And a rather elegant one. Deep gold walls set off the furniture made of black-painted wood quite nicely. Thick black beams adorned the white ceiling. A huge bed dominated the room. It had four square posts and crossbeams forming the headboard and footboard, all with a series of embedded rings, which she imagined would be quite handy for attaching chains.
Along one wall stood a large X formed from two dark planks of wood, with chains hanging from the top of each. At the end of the room was a large barred jail door, beyond which she could see the walls were made of large concrete blocks.
There were various padded contraptions around the room that she wasn’t too sure about. Zeke led her to a narrow padded bench about hip height. He positioned her so the top pressed against her stomach, her back to Ty, then eased her legs apart and clipped each ankle ring to a short chain connected to the slanted leg of the bench.
“Lean over,” Zeke instructed.
She did and the padding pressed against her stomach as Zeke attached her wrists to rings on the other side of the bench. This held her tightly stretched over the top with her torso parallel to the floor and her hands held below her knees.
“What a lovely sight,” Ty said, and she realized he had a stunning view of her most intimate parts.
Zeke pushed against the bench and she felt herself turning slowly. She glanced down and realized she was standing on a big circle that turned like some huge lazy Susan. Once she was facing Ty, Zeke stopped turning the device. A moment later, Ty gathered her hair together and clipped it loosely behind her head, then blindfolded her.
Then she felt hands stroking over her naked skin. One. Two. Three. Four. Along her back and over her ass. One hand cupped her breast while another stroked along her shoulder. The hands behind her stroked along her inner thighs, then brushed past her aching slit without touching it, then continued along her stomach. Then the hands moved away from her.
Ty’s face moved close to hers and he murmured against her ear, “In a few minutes, my friends are going to thrust their cocks into you and fuck you until you scream … but first, you will suck my cock.”
She waited in the darkness of the blindfold. Suddenly, she felt a sharp smack across her ass.
“I want you to respond to every one of my commands with ‘Yes, Master.’ Mine or anyone else’s. You are a slave to every man in the room. Do you understand?”
“Yes, Master.”
Every man in the room. That would be Ty and Zeke … and the imaginary friends who would also have their way with her. Tingles danced along her skin.
She heard a zipper, then the sound of stiff cloth as she presumed Ty removed his jeans. A moment later, hot hard flesh pressed against her lips. She opened and Ty’s large cockhead slipped into her mouth. She widened to take him, then licked around and around. He pushed deeper and she opened her throat to take him as deep as she could. He glided in and out in short strokes. She licked, then began to suck. He groaned as she sucked hard, her cheeks hollowing.
He drew out, then stroked the tip of his cock against her lips. She licked it, then swirled her tongue around the tip. She dabbed at the little hole in the end. He wrapped his hand around her head and pressed himself to her lips and eased inside again. He filled her mouth with the bulbous crown. She squeezed and sucked. If she could have raised her arms, she would have reached for his balls and cradled them in her hands.
He drew his cock from her mouth again and it glided along her cheek. As if reading her mind, he lifted his balls to her lips. They were still clean-shaven. She kissed them, then licked. She curled her tongue underneath and drew one into her mouth. He groaned.
After a few moments, she released his soft flesh, then licked his shaft, then nibbled with her lips. He slid his finger into her mouth and she sucked on it, drawing it deep inside.
“That’s enough.” He pulled free of her mouth.
“Yes, Master.”
She jumped as she felt something moist against her ass. It moved, then she realized it was Zeke’s mouth. He was kissing her. Along the curve of one cheek. His hand stroked across her other cheek. Heat thrummed through her. She could feel the moisture pooling between her legs. Waiting for the first thrust of a big, hard cock.
Ty stroked her breasts, then tweaked her hard nipples as Zeke’s fingers glided closer to her waiting heat. She wiggled her ass, hoping to coax him closer to the target, but he slapped her behind, sending tingling excitement dancing through her. Finally, his fingers glided along her slit and she moaned.
His fingers slid inside her. One. Then two. A third slipped inside and he stroked her insides. She dripped with need.
“She’s incredibly wet,” Zeke said.
“Let me see,” Ty said.
A second later, she felt a second hand gliding along her ass. Zeke’s hands slipped away and Ty stroked her opening, then hooked a finger and slid it inside. He stroked her inner passage, along the front. Intense pleasure built steadily with each stroke. More … and more. The pleasure built fast and furious. Closer … and closer.
Just as she felt she’d go over the edge, he slipped away. She groaned.
“Did you like that, slave?” he asked, now in front of her again.
“Oh God, yes, Master.”
Suddenly, she felt a hot mouth close over her nipple and suck hard. She moaned at the intense sensation. Then another mouth captured her other nipple and she cried out in pleasure. The two men suckled firmly on her breasts, not touching any other part of her body.
Her core ached with need. Finally, the mouths released and she heard sounds of cloth rustling. Zeke must be undressing.
“My friends are going to fuck you now, slave.”
“Yes, Master.” Oh God, finally.
Then she felt it. A hot, hard cockhead pressing against her. It pushed into her, steadily, until it filled her. Yes, now he was going to thrust into her … give her that orgasm. But he just stayed deep inside her, not moving. She squeezed his cock lovingly inside her, as if she could suck it in deeper. Then she felt it pulling away. Gliding against her tight, squeezing passage. Then it was gone.
“Each man gets one thrust at a time,” Ty said.
A cockhead pushed against her again, then drove inside in a quick stroke, then disappeared. Another cockhead pressed into her. Bigger this time. Stretching her.
Ty.
He pushed in slowly, gliding in … and in … until he fully impaled her. Painfully slowly, he eased back. She gripped him tightly, as if she could keep him inside by squeezing him alone. She couldn’t stop his exit, but the blissful stroking of his massive erection as it pulled out sent pleasure streaming through her.
Once he was gone, another cock pushed into her. Zeke again.
This exquisite torture went on for long excruciating moments. One cock gliding in, then out. Then the other. One did a little spiral, then the other shifted the angle of entry.
She moaned, her body trembling in need. Ty pushed into her and stayed inside for a few seconds, twitching. Ah, he was close, too.
“Oh God, Master, please fuck me and make me come.”
He smacked her bottom, which nearly sent her over the edge, then he pu
lled back and thrust into her. She moaned as she felt her pleasure leap to heaven. With his hands gripping the bench on each side of her, he drew back then thrust deep into her again. An orgasm exploded inside her, bursting along every nerve ending as Ty thrust in and out, filling her with his tremendous cock. Faster and faster. Until he exploded inside her.
He collapsed on top of her, pressing her tight to the padded bench. After a few moments, he took a deep breath and eased his weight from her, but still held her enveloped by his big masculine body. His hand stroked her hair, which had escaped from the clip, with exquisite gentleness.
Finally, he murmured against her ear, “You naughty girl. You tempted me to distraction.” He drew away and his cock slid from inside her, leaving her feeling empty.
Ty untied the blindfold over her eyes and tossed it aside. Marie blinked as he walked to one of the chairs facing her and sat down. She noticed that as his gaze glided along her body stretched over the bench, his wilted cock tightened again.
“Now it’s time for my friend to fuck you.” He’d dropped the pretense of several friends. Clearly, it had served its purpose to kick her excitement up a notch. And, boy, had it worked.
Zeke stepped forward and placed his hands on her hips, stroking lightly.
“Ready for me, sweet thing?”
“Yes, Master.”
Zeke’s cock pressed against her. The wall beside the bench was totally mirrored, so she knew Ty could see Zeke’s erection push forward and glide inside her. She tightened around him, still quivery from the orgasm she’d shared with Ty. Zeke drew back and thrust forward again. Her eyelids fell closed as pleasure stormed through her again, rising to orgasm. He thrust and thrust, then groaned as he erupted inside her. At his heat, she moaned, flying off to heaven one more time.
When Zeke finally drew away, then unfastened her straps, she stood up on wobbly feet, but she wanted more. She couldn’t believe it. After all the pleasure she’d already experienced, it still wasn’t enough.
Zeke slumped on the edge of the bed and she dropped to her knees in front of Ty, then licked his semi-erect shaft. It rose under her attention.
“Master, I want you to watch while your friend fucks my ass. Then I want you to drive your huge cock into me, too.”
His eyebrows arched and he smiled. “Really? Show me.”
She stood up and approached Zeke, then knelt in front of him and wrapped her hand around his drooping cock, then wrapped her lips around it and drew it into her mouth. He grew immediately. She sucked and licked until he was hard as a rock, then she stood up and turned her back to him. He held his cock straight as she lowered herself onto his lap. His cockhead pushed against her opening, then she pushed down on it, taking it inside slowly. Finally, she sat all the way down, his cock deep inside her. He wrapped his hands around her waist as she toyed with her nipples. His finger stroked along her slit.
“I’m ready for you, Master.”
Ty’s eyes darkened and he stood up and walked toward her. Her Master. Hot and masculine. About to possess her. He knelt in front of her and pressed his cock to her sex, then drove into her in one quick thrust. She moaned and wrapped her arms around him. He drew back and thrust into her again.
She squeezed him inside her, both cocks embedded so deep. He began to move and she moaned at the exquisite pleasure of their cocks moving inside her in unison. Stroking her inner walls. Pleasure built … pulsing though her … building to a staggering crescendo … then exploded in a shattering climax as she catapulted into ecstasy.
She collapsed between them, then Ty shifted back, taking her with him. He held her in his embrace, tight against his big muscular body, and she sighed against his shoulder. A moment later, he laid her on the bed and she snuggled against him. Zeke moved behind her and she fell asleep between them.
* * *
Marie woke up snuggled between her two men, feeling warm and protected. She opened her eyes and gazed at Ty’s face, asleep on the pillow beside her.
What a surprise it had been when Ty had taken the lead and dominated her so thoroughly. She hadn’t believed him capable of being so … commanding. Her blood heated at the memory of his authoritative voice … his masculine presence … his sure touch when he stroked her body.
His eyelids opened. She smiled as he gazed at her. He leaned forward and brushed his lips against hers in a light kiss. Soft and tender. She stroked her hand along his rough cheek and met his lips again. He cupped her head and drew her close, deepening the kiss, his warm sensual lips moving on hers.
Their lips parted and she drew in a deep breath. He smiled and stroked her hair behind her ear. Her hand wandered down his shoulder to his broad chest and stroked over the muscular ridges, down to his sculpted abs. She could feel his cock twitch against her stomach and she wrapped her hand around his hard shaft and stroked. Earlier had been sexy and fun, but his tender kisses and loving touch made her want something more. She wanted to be close to him.
To make love with him.
She arched her breasts against his solid chest, her nipples hardening. He caressed her soft mound gently with one hand, then stroked her hip with the other. She rocked her hips forward as his hand nudged between her legs. His fingers slipped between her folds and glided along her sex. She could feel the slickness as he stroked her wet opening, then slid inside. She murmured her approval as she leaned forward and kissed him. Her lips clung to his as he pressed himself to her opening, then slipped into her, filling her.
She moaned softly, loving the exquisite caress of his huge member inside her. She arched her hips forward, taking him deeper. His hand slid around her waist, pulling her closer still. Then he drew back and glided into her again.
Another pair of male hands wrapped around her and cupped her breasts. Oh God, she’d totally forgotten about Zeke. And … she felt guilty. Making love to Ty right beside him.
Zeke kissed her neck. “You two seem to be enjoying yourselves.” He stroked her breasts, his thumbs grazing the nipples as Ty’s cock glided deep, then drew back … then glided deep again. Ty captured her lips as Zeke kissed her neck while stroking her breasts.
Pleasure pulsed through her as Zeke tweaked her nipples and Ty drove deep. She moaned and grasped Ty’s shoulders, pulling him closer, crushing Zeke’s hands between them. Ty thrust into her, faster now, filling her with burning need. Ty cupped her ass and she wrapped her legs around his waist. She could feel Zeke’s swollen cock pressing against her back as he moved with them.
Ty’s slick cock stroked her insides, stoking her need and driving it higher until the intense sensations erupted into a cataclysm of pleasure. She wailed as bliss pulsed through her, carrying her to a mind-shattering orgasm.
Ty groaned and twitched inside her, claiming her lips as he joined her in ecstasy.
After a moment, his cock slipped from her. Before she could catch her breath, Zeke’s cock slid inside her from behind. He wrapped his hands around her hips and drew her back against him, filling her sex with his hard cock. Ty slid down and caressed her breasts, then captured one of her nipples in his mouth as Zeke began to thrust. Barely finished with one orgasm, she felt another blazing through her. She gasped and squeezed Zeke as he thrust again and again. She moaned as the pleasure erupted inside her again. Zeke kissed her neck, then groaned as he filled her with liquid heat.
Ty rested his head on the pillow again and smiled. He leaned forward and kissed her. Zeke’s cock still filled her. Zeke nuzzled the back of her neck, then kissed her cheek. His cock slipped free and he draped a hand around her waist.
Within moments, she heard a soft snoring behind her. She glanced at Ty and realized he’d fallen asleep, too.
She gazed at his sleeping face, felt Zeke’s breath on her back, and thought about the guilt she’d felt making love with Ty a few moments ago. They were in a threesome. Why would she suddenly feel guilty?
But she knew the answer. She was in love with Ty. In fact, she had been in love with him all along, she’d simply con
vinced herself it wasn’t true. She hadn’t wanted to chance losing him as a friend, and convincing herself he couldn’t dominate her the way she wanted … the way Zeke could … had allowed her to keep a distance. When he’d completely and unequivocally dominated her last night … she’d lost that last excuse. And the tender way he’d made love to her just now …
Her heart ached. She really did love Ty.
And she loved Zeke, too. And now she really did feel that she’d cheated on Zeke. Because she could no longer treat Ty as a casual addition to their relationship.
She would have to choose between the two men. Someone was going to be hurt.
Her stomach clenched. What a mess.
She disengaged herself from Zeke’s arm, being careful not to wake him, then she slipped from the bed.
Twenty
Ty awoke to a warm body pressed against him.
Firm. Hard. And solid.
It wasn’t Marie.
Ty’s arm was loosely draped around Zeke’s waist as Zeke’s muscular back pressed against Ty’s chest. Ty’s cock was hard and pressed against Zeke’s backside.
Ty knew he should pull away … but it felt … cozy. He liked being close to Zeke.
Deep down inside, he wanted to be close to Zeke.
Zeke shifted and Ty’s cock expanded a little more. Was Zeke awake?
Zeke drew in a deep breath … then snored a little.
Ty relaxed, allowing himself to enjoy the experience of Zeke’s body pressed close to his. Marie must have slipped away and he’d simply grabbed on to Zeke in his sleep. Nothing wrong with that.
Zeke murmured something in his sleep, then shifted back a little, pressing his backside closer against Ty’s cock.
“You two look pretty comfortable.”
At Marie’s voice, Ty snatched his arm away from Zeke and rolled to a sitting position, careful to hide his erection.
Beside him, Zeke shifted, then rolled onto his back. “Morning.”
“Where did you go?” Ty asked Marie.
