by Hazel Hunter
She bit her lip, quivering a little. He brought the clamp to her nipple, closing the ends so slowly that her breath left her body almost completely on a long exhale. They were tight, oh they were so tight, and when he released them, Hailey cried out in a panic.
For a split second, she was sure she would have to take it off, that she would scream or cry or beg, but then the first tide of pain drew back, leaving behind a lush, throbbing ache.
“I can’t… I can’t…” she gasped, making Piers’s hand hover over the clamp.
“Do you need it off?”
She finally shook her head, clinging to his sleeve tightly.
“I don’t, it’s… I think I can stand it.”
“Good.”
That was all the warning she got before he fastened the other one to her opposite nipple. With none of the warning that she got with the first one, Hailey shrieked out loud. The pain stung deeply, making her thrash, but like the first, it receded quickly as well.
She stared around her, eyes wide. The clamps attached to her nipples dulled down to a deep and sensuous pain, something she had never experienced before. When she glanced down to look, she was enchanted by how dark her small nipples were and how bright the silver chain running between them was.
“Those are beautiful on you,” remarked Piers. “I think Kieran agrees.”
She glanced over at Kieran, who was staring hard enough to make her burst into flames. His cock was fully hard, standing up proudly and with a drop of clear liquid at the tip.
“I think you should go show him how lovely they are.”
Hailey started to ask Piers what he meant by that, but then he hooked his fingers through the chain between her nipples. When he gave a gentle tug, she gasped at the prickles of sensation that ran through her breasts. He gave a harder tug, and without thinking about it, she moved forward, hopping off of the desk to follow him. He led her the short distance to where Kieran was restrained. Kieran licked dry lips as she and Piers approached, longing and fear all at once.
“Down.”
That was all the warning that Hailey got before Piers drew downwards on the chain. To avoid the painful pull, she dropped to the ground as gracefully as she could, staring up at the two men looming over her. Piers released the chain, but he cupped his hand over the back of her head.
“Show him how much you want him,” Piers said softly.
She wasn’t sure what he meant before he pressed her head forward, bringing her up so that she could nuzzle the length of Kieran’s cock. She felt a thrill shiver her body at this act, at the idea that Piers was pressing her on Kieran. She opened her mouth willingly, running her tongue up and down his shaft. She stopped just short of the sensitive tip, making Kieran groan in frustration. She allowed Piers’s hand to guide her, letting him press her up and down.
The small weight of the chain on her nipples made it impossible to forget that it was there, but instead she concentrated on giving Kieran all the pleasure she could, all the pleasure that Piers would allow her to give him.
Finally, Piers fed Kieran’s cock into her mouth slowly, making her take him inch by inch until her mouth was full. She was briefly worried that he would push her on to it and gag her, but instead his hands were gentle. Kieran writhed as she drew her mouth back and forth on his cock. She could feel his entire body tense. He wanted to press further into her mouth, but Piers’s grasp on her head and the suit of armor holding him steady prevented it.
“What do you want?” Piers asked.
“I want to come,” Kieran murmured, trying to push into Hailey’s mouth again.
“Not yet.”
Piers’s words were careless, as if he was declining a drink he didn’t really want. He twisted his fist in Hailey’s hair, drawing her up again. Having her hair pulled made her squirm, but she couldn’t give herself to pleasure just yet because he was bringing her to face him.
“I want you completely full,” he said softly. “I want to have every hole on you full when I fuck you. Do you understand?”
Swallowing hard, Hailey nodded.
“Are you willing?”
She didn’t even hesitate. She nodded quickly, drawing a fresh blush to her cheeks. She was more than willing. Her legs were shaking with arousal. She stumbled a little as Piers guided her to his desk.
This time, he lifted her up so that she could crouch on all fours on the broad flat surface. Again, he positioned her so that she was facing Kieran. She could see the hungry look on his face, how hard his unsatisfied cock was. She met his eyes and was surprised to see a bright spark of humor there. He mouthed I love you to her, making her smile a little.
She tried to keep her knees close together, but a brisk slap on each thigh encouraged her to keep them spread apart. Piers’s heavy hand between her shoulders pressed her down to her elbows. She gasped when the chain clattered on the desk. She had almost forgotten it was there. She heard him opening drawers in the desk behind, setting something on the desk by her knees.
“I think,” Piers said considering, “that you are going to like this a lot. Tell me if you don’t.”
Hailey nodded, butterflies in her stomach. She felt his fingers, cool with lube, slide along her slit, swiping around her clit teasingly before drawing back to circle her rear hole. She sucked her breath in hard, trying to keep still and to be as obedient as he wanted her to be.
She had had daytime thoughts about that area before, about Piers or Kieran doing just that. She had thought about them doing more before wondering how she could take it, whether she could bear it at all. She was afraid of the pain, but there was no pain at all as Piers worked her open with patience and care.
Despite his careful preparations, she still squeaked with fright when she felt the rounded tip of what must have been a metal plug against her hole. It was slick, but there was something terribly unyielding about it. She braced herself, holding herself steady as he pressed it forward. He was being very slow with it, murmuring encouragement to her as he slid it inside her.
It already felt large inside when he paused.
“Just another little bit, sweetheart. Look up at Kieran now.”
She was lightly covered with sweat and breathing a little hard, but she still managed to lift her chin so that she could look at her other lover. His mouth was partially open and his cock fully hard. If the suit of armor hadn’t been holding him, she knew that he would have been on her in a heartbeat.
“I want to kiss him,” she said, her voice strained.
Piers laughed, keeping the plug steady inside her.
“All right. Kieran, if I let you go, will you come kneel in front of the desk and kiss her as she wishes? No hands. Keep them behind your back.”
“Yes…yes, I will.”
The suit of armor let him go, and Kieran came to kneel in front of her. His eyes were so dilated that they were black. Hailey could see herself in them.
“Remember, keep your hands off her. If I see you touch so much as a hair on her head, I’ll have you back up and restrained hand and foot while I use a paddle on her ass.”
Hailey whimpered, but then Kieran’s mouth was on hers, kissing her the precise way that she had wanted to be kissed. His mouth was soft and sweet, but there was a darker hunger underneath it, something that demanded everything that she had.
Piers pushed the rest of the plug home, stretching her and making her cry out into Kieran’s mouth. He groaned with her, but he didn’t stop kissing her. She could feel her body close around what she guessed was the narrow neck of the toy. It spread out behind the neck so that it was securely held in her body. She could neither push it out or allow it to slip further inside her.
“All right, now raise up for me, darling.”
Under Piers’s careful guidance, she rose up on her hands and knees, moving slowly and uncertainly as she did so. There was something terribly vulnerable about it. It made her whole body heat up and feel over-sensitized. She was more aware of the clamps on her nipples and of how cool t
he air felt against her naked body.
Still kneeling in front of the desk, Kieran watched her with wide eyes.
“Do you want to have her mouth again, Kieran?”
Kieran nodded, never taking his eyes off Hailey’s body. He had told her that she was beautiful many times before, but he had never seen her like this before. She was strung out on sensation, every little piece of her craved more touch, more stimulation.
“Good. We’re going to go to my bed chamber now and give you just that. Come on, Hailey.”
She turned on the desk, ready to jump off, but Piers hooked his fingers around the chain again. It brought her to immediate attention, making her completely responsive to the chain’s most gentle movement.
She followed him carefully as he got her off the desk and standing on the floor.
“I want you to crawl behind us, Kieran. There are no eyes here beyond mine and Hailey’s. Can you do it?”
She honestly thought that Kieran would say no. She watched as he fought with himself. It wasn’t a battle of whether he would do so because he loved her, she realized. He was fighting with his own pride for something that it looked like he wanted very much. To her pleasure, he nodded, even if his hands were shaking and his face was brick red. Before he got down on his hands and knees, she could see that his cock was still hard as stone.
“All right then.”
They made a strange progression through the halls. There was no one there, but there was no doubt that they were halls that were made for people’s use. At any moment, Hailey expected to be confronted by someone else, by an officiant, an ambassador, royalty or servants. Piers ruled here, but it looked like he ruled over nothing and no one.
He had mentioned before the idea of bringing her like this in front of people. Inadvertently, she imagined people filling the halls, stepping aside quietly to let them pass. Of course no one would question Piers, but their eyes would linger on her body, on the chain between her nipples. As she went past, they would see the gleam of the plug in her rear. What would they say about her later on? Would they think she was beautiful? Would they think she was a slut?
The thought of all those eyes on her made her whimper, and she straightened herself hastily. This was a place that responded to thoughts and to wishes, no matter how ill-advised. She kept her eyes on the ground as they walked to Piers’s chamber. She was afraid to look because she might have seen shadowy figures watching them, their eyes on her naked body and on Kieran’s crawl.
Piers’s chamber was barren except for an enormous bed in the center of the room. A warm light from above suffused it, but there was something forbidding about it as well.
Not taking his hand from the chain between her breasts, Piers gestured to Kieran.
“Stand up. Take off the rest of your clothes.”
Kieran did as he was told, standing unafraid in front of the other man. There was almost something challenging about his gaze. Hailey couldn’t read it, but it made Piers smile.
“Lie down on the bed.”
Kieran did as he was told, and Hailey and Piers came to join him. Piers stripped off his clothing quickly as well, and now all three of them were naked.
He positioned Hailey so that she was kneeling between Kieran’s legs, his cock in the perfect place for her mouth. She licked her lips hungrily for him, but she glanced behind her at Piers, waiting for his command.
He grinned slightly at her. It struck her that he was more himself now, less deadened. There was a spark of good humor in his eyes, something that suited him far more than icy control.
I must remember this, she thought to herself. He is made for command, but he is made for this very odd tenderness as well.
He positioned himself behind her on his knees. She could feel his cock brushing against her thigh before it began nudging between her slick folds. She tried to push herself back on his cock, but his steadying hands on her hips prevented her from doing so.
“Take as much of his cock in your mouth as you can,” Piers directed softly. “Be sweet with him.”
She followed his directions, almost awed by how tender they were. Even though her mouth was gentle on him, he still moaned. Piers had kept him hard for quite some time. She was a little surprised he didn’t spill at the first touch of her mouth, but she could tell that it wouldn’t be too long for him. She lapped at his dark erect flesh, wetting it before sliding her mouth over the length of him. His thankful groan was deep, rumbling through his body.
She loved the taste and the feel of him in her mouth, craved more and more. She took him into her mouth by increments, slowly and sensually. She drew back when he threatened to gag her, but then she was pushing herself back, easing herself into a rhythm that made him groan.
She had almost forgotten Piers behind her, but then his blunt cock started to nudge at her opening, splitting her slowly but surely. The presence of the plug in her rear made his entry feel tight. There was a slight stretch there that made her moan deep in her throat.
Once the head of his cock had breached her, he didn’t pause. Instead, he sunk himself deep into her body until he was lodged in her fully. Hailey shut her eyes tight, almost unable to cope with all of the emotions that were washing over her, turning her soft and liquid at her core.
“Please, please, Piers,” panted Kieran. “Please I want to…”
“You want to what, hmm?” Piers asked, thrusting into Hailey’s willing body with motions that were speeding up. “What do you want, handsome boy? Tell me what you want. Maybe then I will give it to you.”
Despite how hard he was and how desperate he felt, Kieran stuttered for a moment. Hailey couldn’t tell whether it was because he was shy or whether it was because he was so distracted with her mouth.
“I want to come,” he said finally. “I want to come, please.”
“Where?” Piers’s tone was curt, almost brutal. “Hmm? Tell me where, Kieran.”
“Down her throat. Please, please let me.”
In response, Piers reached down, twisting his fist in Hailey’s red hair again. With just a little bit of force, he lifted her head from Kieran’s cock, drawing a deep groan from the other man.
“Well, darling? You heard him. Do you want him to spill down your throat? Do you want to swallow him?”
The whole time, he never stopped thrusting into her. Hailey had to breathe deeply a few times before she could respond. She nodded violently.
“Please, I want that, I do.” Her voice was barely more than a squeak, making Piers laugh.
“Good. Swallow every drop, and I’ll make sure that you come as well.”
He pressed her head back down on Kieran’s cock. This time he left it there, cupping his palm lightly on her head.
It only took a few more moments before Kieran’s body tensed. Hailey watched fascinated as the muscles of his belly rippled. He was spilling. As Piers told her, she swallowed it. The taste was neither pleasant or unpleasant, but the act of doing so, of doing it because Piers had told her to, created a wave of sensation through her.
Just when Kieran’s powerful body was going still, Piers’s sped up. His strokes, formerly slow and steady, became more frantic, more demanding. Soon he was pulling her back on him with such force that she yowled with the intensity of it.
When he came, he buried himself in her as if he couldn’t get close enough to her. As she had with Kieran, she thought of that heat inside her, how amazing it was, how much she wanted it.
For a long moment, he rested across her back. She bore his weight willingly, her mind in a blank pleasurable place. She was aware that she hadn’t climaxed herself yet, but she cared very little. It was enough to be so close to the two men most important to her.
Piers withdrew from her. With gentle motions, he turned her until she was resting with her back against Kieran’s chest. The shift reminded her of the plug in her rear. The thought sent another frisson of sensation through her.
“Here, this is what I want to do.”
Piers took
Kieran’s hand and placed it between Hailey’s wide-spread legs. He set Kieran’s fingers in motion. Once he did so, Kieran kept the rhythm faithfully. He stroked her clit, making her clench and moan, occasionally reaching down to gather more wetness from below to smooth his way.
At first Hailey thought that Piers would just watch, but then his fingers found the base of the plug. Instead of removing it, he rocked it in her, making her arch and gasp. The sheer amount of sensation that she could feel was enveloping. It made her wonder what it would be like to have Piers or Kieran buried there instead of the plug.
Her orgasm was like the plucking of a harp string. It struck with unerring accuracy and then it reverberated through her body. It was pure pleasure, then it was relief. Piers had kept her dancing on the edge for so long that she could barely have taken another moment. She rested against Kieran’s chest for an immeasurable time, drifting in the pleasure and marveling at how much her own simple body could do.
She murmured sleepily when both men moved, whispering about something over her head. She didn’t protest as one or the other scooped her into the air and carried her. She could hear water running, but she was distracted by gentle fingers on the base of plug.
“Shh, darling, just relax.”
Piers worked it out of her as easily as he had worked it in. She mewled when it was taken out, but then she was being lowered into a warm bath in a decadently deep tub. Kieran had climbed in with her. She found herself cuddled up next to him. He was smoothing wet hands over her shoulder, her neck, her torso, and her arms. He was comforting at first. Then he picked up a soapy washcloth, making her purr in pleasure as he began to wash her.
“Piers?”
“How are you?” he answered.
She thought before she answered.
“Good. I feel wonderful. I feel close with both of you. I feel so close with both of you. I love you.”
“I… see.”
There was something strange about the way Piers’s voice sounded, but Kieran was doing such a good job bathing her that she couldn’t think to figure it out. She was full of bliss and contentment in a way that she never knew she could be.
