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Bound for the Pleasure of Two
by J. O'Bryan |
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I feel a large, warm hand on my
breast, another on my thigh. They don’t belong to the same person.
My ass squirms against the bed and my limbs pull against the ropes
attached to my limbs. But they were tied too tight for me to
escape. Gods, I don’t care what you do as long as you keep doing
it. The hand on my thigh moves up to my stomach. I pray for my
sight back for a moment, but then I relent when I think that maybe
it’s better this way, not being sure which one of you is doing
what to my body. I sob when a strong finger pushes against my clit
while another holds my mouth open.
Yes, thank you. Please. More. I… thank you. I… need you.
I shudder against the bed when the first slap connects with my
body. Across my breast, palm over the nipple. Unable to control
it, my pelvis rises from the bed with the next strike. You both
chuckle at my response as my body sinks back to the bed. Hands
glide over my body for a moment before I feel the sting, this time
on my crotch. “Please,” I sob.
Your voice. “Quiet. Don’t make me gag you.”
I press my lips together. For once I’ll try to really be quiet
since you ordered it. “Sounded like a guinea pig,” floats through
my mind and I blush.
“We’ll want to hear your voice later,” he adds.
I sob again, but this time the sound is muffled by my lips. My
body melts into the bed as your hands begin to work my body again.
I can’t tell who has it, but on my chest I feel the light whip
that you teased me with after he left it. As the whip works on my
legs hands warm with ginseng oil work on my chest, working up my
breasts to circle around the nipples. I feel a sudden prick on my
stomach and another before I realize that I’m feeling the Violet
Wand. I tremble against the bed, fearfully following the
sensations as it moves to meet the whip’s kisses. More sobs batter
my lips as I struggle to comprehend the varied sensations.
Nothing touches me. This continues for awhile. Being very quiet, I
have no sense of what is going to happen next. I tense against the
bed, my limbs stretching to the limit of my bondage. My head falls
back against the bed and my chest arches up.
“Be very still.” His voice is close to my ear.
My lips form “yes” as the hot wax drips onto my right breast, as
if it came from his voice. I shudder against the bed. In vain try
to press my legs together. When I’m still again, another drop of
wax drops onto my left breast. Quickly a succession of drops kiss
my chest and stomach. My sobs keep getting louder against my lips
and I struggle to keep them in. I hope they don’t displease you. I
can’t keep still anymore, gyrating against the bed, rising up in
the air. Although no sound comes out, my lips move spasmodically,
my head turning back and forth, since I’m not sure where you both
are. A drop hits my freshly shaven mound and I almost come without
permission.
“Not yet,” he says. “I don’t remember him giving you permission.”
I nod desperately and try to still my arousal. My lips continue to
move in their soundless appraisal of my current situation.
A cock slides into my mouth. Somehow though I’ve known your cock
so well since you collared me, I can’t tell if it’s you or he, so
I put all my effort into pleasuring the cock in my mouth. I feel
my body tighten as it does when I’m ready to come and I try to
push it down. I can’t beg for permission to come right now. It
fills my mouth and pushes against my throat. I’m struggling to
breathe at the while struggling to relax my throat so the cock can
go all the way into my mouth. Tears spring to my eyes beneath the
blindfold and I’m so glad for the fabric to catch them. As I
wallow in the ecstasy of the cock using my mouth, I feel the whip
crack against my stomach. I moan against the cock and my mouth
becomes more aggressive. In my mind I beg you to untie my hands so
I may better please this cock, though that choice is literally out
of my hands. I hear both of you moaning and the sound sharpens all
the sensations.
I feel the weight on the bed shift. One of you is between my legs.
Even more enthusiastically I work the cock in my mouth, going
farther down without being forced to do so. I feel the head of a
cock pushing against my clit and I groan against the cock in my
mouth. As the cock begins to move in and out of my cunt, I feel a
small butt plug enter my ass. I go crazy against the bed,
thrashing and wailing against the cock.
“Feels good, doesn’t it?” Your voice doesn’t give me a clue to
whether you’re between my legs or above my face.
I moan against the cock in my mouth.
“I would take that as a yes,” he said with a little laugh.
I am lost in sensation for awhile. The cocks move in and out of my
mouth and cunt. Hard, fast, slow, gentle. Pricks, pinches, and
slaps tease my skin. I’m so ready to come. I plead for release by
showing how eager I am on the cock in my mouth. Both cocks
suddenly pull out and I am left empty (except my ass) and hungry.
Then I am filled again as cocks enter my holes. Still can’t figure
out who is who. I aggressively suck the cock in my mouth while the
other plunders my cunt. I begin to cry as the butt plug is moved
in and out of my ass. I can’t comprehend all this feeling.
The gorgeous masculine moaning is getting louder and I feel my
pleasure grow in response. I wish I could more actively please,
although I’m basking in being the passive recipient of male
arousal.
Moaning louder against the cock in my mouth, I hope that it’s
obvious how dire my desire for release is. I want to come so bad.
I feel double the pressure not to displease you as I really don’t
want to displease you in front of him.
I am emptied again, except for the butt plug. I writhe against the
bed in misery and confusion.
When I feel the first spray I cry out from behind closed lips. The
blindfold is jerked from my eyes. I watch as you spray cum across
my chest, which is shortly followed by his cum. I moan loudly and
my body tightens.
“Come,” you and he say together. “Let us hear it.”
My body rises straight into the air as I howl with overwhelming
pleasure. I feel your combined cum sliding across my body, down my
sides, up my neck. And a second wave of release hits me and
crashes over me, pushing me back down to the bed.
“Thankyouthankyouthankyouthankyouthankyou,” I scream as my body
rockets into the air and quickly crashes again. |
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