Nick fingered one of the floggers Lucas had laid out. “I always thought these were supposed to be really harsh. This feels like soft suede.”
“It is soft suede. That’s a mop flogger. It’s a warm-up and step-down implement. There are harsh floggers, but I don’t have too many of those. If I’m going to go after someone, I prefer a cane or a paddle.”
“Yes, he does,” Leigh agreed with a smile.
After covering a few more points, it was time. “You can strip all the way, if you want, or leave your underwear on. But I might have to pull the back down from time to time to check your skin condition to make sure I’m not doing damage.”
“No, I’m okay with full nude.” Leigh handed him a towel she’d retrieved from a rack of them the club provided and showed him how to lay it over the center of the X the cross formed.
Lucas showed him where to hold on. “Easy safewords. Green, yellow, red. If I ask for a color, that’s what I want. I’d rather you say red if you aren’t sure about something rather than just saying yellow or trying to tough it out. Okay?”
“Okay.”
Lucas smiled. “We play together a lot, I’m going to make you call me Sir.”
Nick grinned, hoping they couldn’t see the way his cock was throbbing from the way he stood against the cross. “Yes, Sir.”
* * * *
Lucas thought he might cream his jeans right there.
Yes, Sir.
And the guy had a hot body. Even Leigh, once Nick’s head was turned away from them, pantomimed her jaw dropping and chewing on her knuckle as a means of restraining herself from throwing her body on top of his.
From across the room, a smiling Tilly caught their eye and shook her hand at them, in appreciation of Nick’s hotness.
Yes, they’d hit the hunk hat trick with this one. Nick was hot, he was smart, and he wasn’t a douche.
Winnah, winnah, chicken dinnah!
Lucas and Leigh started slow, first with light flogging to get Nick settled in. Then Lucas let Leigh smack him bare-handed on the ass, his own cock hard as he watched her hands working Nick’s flesh.
Mmm.
He hoped they could quickly ease their way toward some sort of sexual interlude with the guy. He couldn’t help imagining Nick bound in rope, Leigh riding his face at one end and Lucas riding his ass at the other.
Twenty minutes later, Lucas had used quite a few implements on Nick, cautiously gauging the man for his tolerance levels and to see if he was dropping into subspace.
Apparently high tolerance levels, and he was deep in subspace.
Nice.
Lucas worked up to a cane, giving Nick single strokes across his ass, holding back, gradually increasing the force of each impact until the man let out a hiss of pain.
That was when he stopped, handed the cane off to Leigh, and stepped in close behind the man. He reached up, laying his arms over Nick’s and lacing fingers with him. “Give me a color.”
“Green, Sir.”
Yes, Lucas now sported a painfully throbbing cock. Leigh was going to get herself well and truly fucked when they got home later.
He also didn’t miss the way Nick rubbed his ass against Lucas, apparently feeling his erection pressing against the seam of his ass.
“You like that?” Lucas murmured in his ear. “You like me taking charge of you like that?”
“Yes, Sir.”
“You want my cock in your ass?”
“Yes, Sir!”
Lucas chuckled. “Unfortunately, that can’t happen tonight. Not here, either. But once we get you down and you’re feeling back to normal, we’ll talk some more.”
Nick squeezed his hands, hard. “I’d like that, Sir,” he said. “Very much.”
* * * *
Nick had read all about subspace.
What he felt was sooo much better than he’d ever imagined it could be. The pain mixed and melded until he felt something way better than any runner’s high he’d experienced while working out. All he wanted to do was curl up in Lucas and Leigh’s arms and enjoy this sensation.
Leigh draped a fleece blanket around him and grabbed his clothes, leading him over to one of the couches. Lucas joined them a few minutes later after packing his implements and wiping down the cross.
Nick loved the way it felt leaning over, his head in Lucas’ lap, his legs draped across Leigh’s.
Lucas stroked his hair. “Well?”
“Amazing, Sir,” he said. He knew when he returned to the condo he’d be rubbing at least two, if not three orgasms out. During play, his cock had swelled and deflated several times depending on the pain level, but his libido had kicked into turbo, a feeling he’d never experienced before.
“I take it you had fun?”
“Yes, Sir.”
“I don’t mind you calling me Sir, but don’t feel that you have to right now.”
“I don’t mind, Sir. I prefer it.”
“Okay.”
“When can we play again?”
Leigh laughed. “Not tonight.”
“How about we meet up for a late lunch tomorrow?” Lucas suggested. “That way, we can talk about all of this more, in private, and discuss some options.”
“That sounds good.” He didn’t want the night to end, though. He wanted to stay curled up, feeling safe, floating, with these two people.
For the first time in…well, his adult life, he felt cared for. Maybe not in the romantic sense, but like they weren’t expecting anything in return and were willing to sit there and just be with him. No expectations from them.
There wasn’t anything they wanted except for him to have fun.
Eventually, he sat up, the world snapping back into sharp, cold focus.
Lucas smiled. “Better?”
He nodded. “You have no idea how much.”
“Oh, I think I have a clue.”
It was closing time, two o’clock in the morning, when he left, hugging both Leigh and Lucas before getting in his car and returning to the condo. When he got there, he wasted no time stripping and looking at his sore ass in the bathroom mirror.
Yep, he had some marks, mostly generalized redness, but some darker red lines he suspected were from the cane.
He started the shower and climbed in, quickly rubbing the first orgasm out as the water stung his tender ass. And that quickly got him hard again.
The only reason he didn’t rub a third one out was because he suddenly started yawning like crazy and didn’t want to fall asleep standing up in the shower.
Climbing into bed, naked, he again relished the feel of the sheets against his tenderized ass.
Yes…this!
He’d found where he belonged.
Now he just had to find a way to make this world peaceably coexist with his normal—for him—life.
Chapter Eight
Lucas and Leigh got into their car. She didn’t question Lucas when he didn’t start the car at first, watching Nick’s car pull out and head back to the west.
Then Lucas reached out, viciously grabbed her hair, and slanted his lips over hers in a crushing kiss that had her already throbbing clit screaming for attention.
“I’m going to take you home and fuck you silly, my sweet girl,” he said.
“Yes, Sir!”
He released her, finally starting the car. “Be prepared to go to sleep with a well-fucked ass.”
“You always fuck my ass well, Sir. And my pussy.” She grinned. “And my mouth.”
“You sweet-talking thang.”
“You know it, Sir Nerd.” She was his sweetheart, his girl, his pet, and his sweet little slut. He was her Sir, princess, or sometimes, Sir Nerd.
Once they were inside their house, the front door locked behind them, he grabbed her by the hair again and led her toward her bedroom. Another reason he ordered she keep her hair long, it provided an easy way for him to grab her.
Of course, it didn’t hurt that she loved it when he grabbed her by the hair.
He quic
kly stripped her. After retrieving his rope bag from her closet, he got her tied on her back, her legs up and spread wide, bound to her wrists, leaving her pussy and ass fully exposed to him.
Remaining dressed for now, he leaned in and swiped his tongue over her clit, pulling a moan from her. She struggled against the ropes, testing them, moaning again in pleasure when she realized yes, he’d tied her securely.
She always loved to struggle a little. In the beginning, he’d thought it meant she wanted to get loose, and he’d let her. Then she’d angrily come after him and he realized she liked being overpowered. She enjoyed the immobility.
“Yes, I think I know what else I want tonight,” he said, fetching another couple of toys out of the closet. He fitted the dildo gag on her her, the ball gag part of it in her mouth and muffling her moans, eager ones now that she knew what the next part of their play would entail.
Then he stripped. After he was naked, he rolled a condom down the dildo part of of the gag and slathered it with lube. “That’s right, sweetheart,” he said. “I’m feeling particularly frisky. If I can’t get it up a second time, I’ll just use a strap-on to fuck that pretty little ass of yours.”
Another long, needy moan from her. Because she knew damn well what an ass fucking entailed.
It meant she got the insertable vibrating egg in her pussy at the same time, on high.
And that combination usually triggered one long, rolling orgasm she eventually had to safeword her way out of.
One thing Leigh hated was safewording for orgasms, which was why he always derived a little sadistic pleasure from giving her so much pleasure that it overloaded her circuits.
He pulled a pillow under her head, then lubed his ass before kneeling over her face, lining the dildo up with his hole. “Here we go, sweetheart.” He impaled himself on the dildo, her muffled moans vibrating through the gag and into the dildo now deep inside his ass.
“Mmhmm. Just like that, baby.” He leaned forward and buried his face in her pussy, making her moan even louder. He slowly started rocking back and forth, his arms wrapped around her thighs, fucking himself onto the dildo, making her squirm with pleasure, his cock perfectly centered between her breasts and getting just enough friction to drag him closer to the edge.
“I must not be licking you hard enough, sweetheart,” he said. He slid two fingers into her pussy and pressed up, knowing right where her G-spot was.
She exploded under him, her muffled screams vibrating straight up into his prostate as he started rocking harder, faster, now finger-fucking her as well as sucking on her clit.
It didn’t take him long, his pre-cum leaking onto her flesh and slicking her, a perfect combination to finally make his orgasm burst. He ground himself down onto the dildo, nibbling on her clit and getting one last, loud moan out of her before he rose up enough he knew he wasn’t suffocating her.
She let out another gasping moan around the dildo, which then turned into giggles.
Sitting up, he carefully dismounted and turned to look at her. Now she was really laughing, snorting around the gag in her mouth. He unfastened the gag’s strap and removed it.
“What’s so funny?” he asked, amused. Sometimes she had giggle fits, just because.
They always made him smile.
“If I started humming a song, could I give you an evil ass-worm instead of an evil ear-worm?”
He burst out laughing and headed for the bathroom to clean up himself and the dildo. “I don’t know. Let’s table that topic to explore on another night. I have more dirty things to do to you yet.”
“I’ll wait here.” She helplessly flapped a couple of fingers at him. Not those fingers, she knew better than to flip him off while bound and helpless.
He grinned. “You just do that.”
Another reason they were perfect for each other, they loved making each other laugh. They didn’t take themselves so seriously that they couldn’t have fun with what they were doing. Yes, they were Master and slave. They were also partners who loved each other and didn’t want to get locked into capricious rules just because.
One of the first rules Lucas had set up was that they had to be having fun, or at least enjoying themselves. Or the result of what they’d done. That if it wasn’t fun, they wouldn’t do it.
He left the dildo gag to dry on the bathroom counter and returned to the bedroom. From the closet, he retrieved a cane and held it up, enjoying the simultaneous look of fear and lust that appeared in her eyes.
Slowly stalking her, he took a couple of test cuts through the air, enjoying the sound it made, the way she flinched at it. From the end of the bed, he picked up the vibrating egg and dangled it in front of her via its wire antenna handle.
“Oooh, looky what I have here.” He rubbed it up and down between her wet pussy lips before sliding it inside her. Her body eagerly gobbled it up as she softly moaned.
He reached for the remote control and thumbed it on, low, enough she could feel it, but not enough to get her off. That done, he slid the cane up and down the backs of her thighs, pausing before delivering a painful swat.
While bumping up the setting on the vibrating egg.
Repeating this several times, she was soon moaning, close to orgasm but not quite over the edge yet.
And he was already getting hard again.
He delivered several hard swats in quick succession before laying the cane aside and grabbing a condom. After rolling it on and slicking himself with lube, as well as lubing her ass, he pressed the head of his cock against her rim.
With the remote in his hand, he bumped the vibrator up to high as he started working his cock inside her.
She threw her head back and cried out as the orgasm hit her, allowing him to easily slide all the way inside her ass and start fucking her, hard and fast, the way she loved. The fullness of her pussy, the aftermath of the cane strokes, his cock in her ass—she loved it all.
One of their hottest experiences had been the first time she’d had two real cocks inside her at the same time, not just two dildoes, or his cock and a dildo, but two living, breathing men fucking her at the same time.
Another reason he hoped they could eventually get Nick into their bed before he had to leave town. Lucas would love to see that look on her face again, the helpless pleasure as her body squeezed their cocks inside her.
Having blown his first load, this time he could last a little longer, speeding up and slowing down, reading her body as she helplessly struggled against the ropes and her relentless pleasure.
Finally, she managed to say, “Yellow.” He sped up, quickly building up to and blowing, filling the condom as he buried his cock deep inside her ass one last time. As he caught his breath, he shut off the vibrating egg and dropped the remote onto the bed.
Her eyes had fallen closed, her chest heaving as she, too, tried to catch her breath.
“Did I not promise you a good ass fucking?” he teased.
She smiled, already sleepy. “Yes, Sir. You did. And you always keep your promises.”
After he disposed of the condom, he quickly unbound her and helped her up from the bed. They stepped into the shower, holding each other under the water.
“Better?” he asked.
“You always make it better.”
He kissed her. “So do you.”
Chapter Nine
Sunday morning, Lucas sent Nick a text message at eleven. He didn’t want to call the man too early and wake him up. He really hoped Nick still enjoyed what they did last night. It was something he’d like to do again, and soon.
Or…maybe even more.
His sleep had been filled with hot, sexy dreams about the man. So much so that when he woke up that morning, he went into his room, where Leigh had moved to at some point, and woke her up to give him a morning blowjob.
She’d already fallen back asleep, but would certainly be looking for him when she awoke, wanting him to reciprocate.
Just checking in with you. Give me a call when you�
��re awake.
His phone rang about a minute later. Nick sounded awake. “Hey.”
Lucas loved and hated the way his pulse raced at the sound of the man’s voice. “Hey. How’s the ass feel this morning?”
“Not many marks, except for the cane. And still nicely sore.”
Lucas hoped Nick couldn’t hear his relieved sigh. “Still want to get together for lunch today?”
“Yeah. If you guys want to.”
“We do.” He hesitated. “Listen, I know you won’t be in town for very long, but if you’re open to it, we definitely would like to play with you again. We had a lot of fun last night.”
No hesitation at all. “Yes.”
Now Lucas hedged a little bit. “Maybe…even work up to some sexual play in private at some point. If you’re up to that, and want to do that.”
Nick sounded a little breathless. “I’d like that, too. I…” It sounded like he wasn’t sure what to say. His next words came in a rush. “I didn’t know if I would meet anyone while I was here, but at my last checkup a few weeks ago, I had them do a full STD panel, too, just in case. I have the results with me. And I haven’t had a partner in over six months. So yeah, I’m open to that.”
Lucas bit down on his lower lip to hold back the yippee he wanted to yell. “Leigh and I haven’t been with anyone else in the better part of a year, and our latest results are from three months ago. Is that recent enough?”
“It is for me. I trust you guys.”
He didn’t know if that was a good thing or not, that this man who barely knew them was so willing to trust them this soon.
Still, it worked to their benefit, so why would he question it when there were no red flags to be seen so far?
“Then I think,” Lucas said, “that we’ll have a very interesting lunch conversation, won’t we?”
“Yes, Sir,” Nick said, hardening Lucas’ cock again. “Very interesting.”
* * * *
When Lucas took Leigh’s coffee in to her, he sat on the bed and told her about his phone conversation with Nick.
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