“But…” he started to protest, and she interrupted him imperiously.
“No buts, baby! You agreed to play by our rules, remember?” Her flashing eyes dared him to disagree. To her delight, he only smiled, and executed a small mock bow in her direction. Then doing the same to Nicole, he slung the shirt over one shoulder and strode into the bathroom, where the two women soon heard the shower running.
“I don't believe this!” Nicole said softly, her pleasure already building. “This is so hot. I don't believe this is working.”
“I told you, didn't I?” Eve reminded her, smoothing down her skirt. “Now come on, let's set the scene, girl, before he gets out.”
They hurriedly went through the loft, arranging furniture and supplies, and lighting candles so they could lower the lights. By the time the sound of running water halted, they had created a scene of elegant and spacious invitation. Candles lined the windows and glowed from darkened corners. The curtains around Nicole's sleeping space were drawn back, and the low coffee table was pulled closer to the windows, where it held more candles, the can of toys, and the piles of silken scarves and rolled belts they had brought out earlier.
Tony stepped out of the bathroom, his wet hair curled tightly around his head and a towel wrapped around his narrow waist. He was still smiling, or so it seemed. He walked over to the candlelit corner of the room, where the two women waited for him.
“What's your pleasure, girls?” he asked, then grinned mischievously.
“Oh, it's still girls, is it?” Nicole asked, putting one hand on her hip. “We'll change that…boy.” She turned toward the coffee table and picked up one of her old belts. “Drop that towel, and let's see what you really got, Tony baby.”
He unknotted the corner and let the towel drop, and exposed a rampant cock, extremely ready for action. It thrust out and up between his legs, the tight curly hair at its base still moist from the shower. Nicole took one look at it, then at Eve, who pursed her lips appreciatively.
“That's a nice piece of goods you got there,” Eve admitted, moving closer. “But you know, it's all in the way you use it.”
“Use me,” Tony offered, “and you'll find out whether I'm worth it.”
Nicole shook her head. “This guy is unbelievable. He's too arrogant for a slave.” She looked at him, at his readiness, and again at the belt in her hands, and made her decision. “You have to be punished first, sweet-cheeks.” If he was disappointed, his eyes or his cock failed to show it. She pointed at the loft bed ladder. “Get yourself up against that thing. Put your hands up over your head! Yeah, like that. C'mon, Eve, give me a hand. Let's tie this arrogant stud all the way up.”
Giggling, the two women maneuvered Tony to the ladder, where they used the scarves to tie his wrists, forearms—Nicole paused to run one finger admiringly along the line of his bicep—knees and ankles to the frame and rungs. Soon he looked like a handsome package of flesh, neatly wrapped up and ready to be presented.
Nicole picked up the belt again. “You know what this is for, Tony, right?” When he didn't answer, she swung it, hard, against his cheeks, making a loud crack! that made both women startle. Tony hissed once and flinched. “Uh…” Nicole lost her voice suddenly, afraid of the sound and effect of what she was doing.
Immediately, Eve stepped in and smacked Tony on one cheek with her palm. He groaned and shifted backward in his bonds, and the two women nodded to each other.
“It's to teach you respect,” Eve said, smacking him again. She stepped back and let Nicole take another swing, a little softer this time. And so they continued, alternating between Eve's fast and steady hand-spanking, and the harsh punctuation of Nicole's belt swinging, which improved as they went along.
Tony jerked against his bonds from time to time, his body twisting attractively against the ladder. Eve found herself liking the feeling of impact she was delivering, and took a few extra seconds with each smack to give his buttocks a tight squeeze. Finally, when they thought he had enough, she dipped her hand in between his spread legs and found the first disappointing thing about him.
Oh!” she said, drawing back. “He lost the boner.”
“What do you expect?” Tony gasped, turning his head. He had taken the punishment rather stoically, making no sounds but sighs and an occasional groan. “It's kind of hard to keep one of those when you're having your butt beat on.” But even through his complaint, Eve could see an element of enjoyment. His eyes glittered as he spoke.
She put on a stern look. “Well, there's only one solution for that. Let's turn him around, Nicole!”
In a few minutes, the move was completed, and Tony had his back to the ladder, his arms and legs tied again to the frame. The two women came up close to him and ran their fingers across his body, playing with the sparse hair on his chest, tweaking his nipples, and tracing patterns across his body. He moaned, gasped in ticklish laughter, and strained against his bonds again, as their fingers played closer and closer to his cock, fully limp just a moment ago, and now coming back to interest and life.
After exchanging glances and making a mental count, Nicole and Eve brought their mouths up to his nipples, where they engulfed them and began to lick, nibble, suck and chew. The sight of the two of them and the delightful sensations they sent through his body made Tony almost lurch against the scarves holding him prisoner. His knees bent slightly and his hips thrust at nothing, banging his sore ass against the ladder.
“Oh, God, oh, Jesus,” he hissed, his head leaning back. “I can't stand it! Let me go. I need to get my arms around you.”
Nicole laughed as she let go of his nipple with a slurp. “Not yet, stud. We're not finished tasting you!” She ran her tongue down his chest and flicked it in and out of his belly button, and giggled as his cock seemed to inch its way further up. She looked up at Eve, still playing with his chest, said dramatically, “I gotta have this,” and she swept her hot mouth over his straining manhood.
Tony jerked in his bonds like he had been electrocuted. “Oh, yeah!” was all he managed to get out in between gasps. His hands closed into fists, but Eve's colorful scarves and Nicole's tight knots held him to the sturdy ladder. He tried to thrust at Nicole's engulfing mouth, but she easily moved back to control his depth, and her pleasure, and his return against the ladder's plain rungs was invariably harsh against his recently beaten ass cheeks.
“Come on, baby, just a little deeper,” he pleaded, squirming. “It's so nice…you're so good…let me go, and we'll do it right…”
“This is right for me, stud,” Nicole said, drawing her mouth away. “This way, I get to control how much I want…and when.” She licked the tip and looked up at him. Then she turned to Eve. “You know, Eve, it's not right that he should be able to look at me while I'm playing with his dick. You wanna do something about it?”
“Sure thing, honey,” Eve replied, going to the side to fetch another scarf. “Say goodnight, little boy. Mama's pulling down the shades.”
“Oh, no, please…don't blindfold me. No, I mean it!” Tony turned back and forth between the women. “Please! I won't look…I mean, I won't look down. You're so beautiful, how can I want to lose the sight of you? I won't call you girls…I'll only look where you tell me.”
“Talks a lot,” commented Eve as she tied the scarf around his eyes.
“We can gag you too,” said her friend, examining Tony's glistening erection. The blindfold did not seem to affect his arousal. She immediately leaned forward to take his succulent flesh into her mouth again, and swirled her tongue around the head.
“I hope you're getting enough for a while,” Eve said, going over to the table and pulling a wrapped rubber from the can. She examined the brand and fished for another one, one with little bumps and ridges all over it. “‘Cause it's my turn to play with our new toy.”
Nicole glanced to the side and nodded, and attacked Tony's cock with renewed enthusiasm. He groaned again, and actually whimpered when she suddenly pulled her mouth away and left
him wet and exposed.
“Oh, don't worry, little stud, we're not going away,” Eve said warmly, tearing the package open. “We're just changing tactics with you.” She placed the condom over his cock and slowly, firmly, rolled it all the way down, her fingers forming a circle of pressure that smoothed it over his erection.
He gasped and said, “Yeah, do it, do it, I'm ready…”
Eve made a snorting noise. “He's ready? Honey, I'm more ready than you'll ever be.” She slipped her dress open, revealing her nude form before his unseeing eyes, and moved up against his body, touching him with her own, teasing him. Nicole went into the kitchen and brought out a footstool, which she placed between his spread legs, and Eve mounted it so she was now at the same level he was. Carefully, she hooked one leg behind him, her ankle resting on one rung of the loft ladder, then slowly lowered herself down on his dick, Nicole helpfully holding it for her.
“Now, don't go jerking and jumping, stud,” Eve warned, as she settled. “Because if I fall, we're gonna say goodnight and show you the door. You just be a good boy and stand still while I use that pretty cock of yours.” Taking a firm grip on an upper rung, she began to ride him.
Nicole watched from below, a big smile on her face. They had done it in this position before, using the ladder, but never with a guy who couldn't move. Eve's eyes rolled back as she took all of him in, and rocked against him for her own pleasure.
Her body shuddered as she moved herself back and forth over his cock, taking him in and letting him go, using him to stimulate her and fill her, then drawing back to teasing distances. He groaned and gasped and strained even more against his bindings, and then began to actually growl with passion.
“Yeah!” he exclaimed, his hips thrusting as far as they could. He struggled to get more of his cock into the temptress who was so ruthlessly riding him, and his voice was harsh and low. “Do it! Come on, take it! Ride me, goddammit, yeah, do it..!”
Eve laughed as she continued to use him for her pleasure, then began to concentrate on finishing the deed. She clasped one arm around his neck and bent his head toward the swell of her breast, and clung to him in an even more crushing position. He opened his mouth eagerly to kiss and nibble at her, finding her nipple and taking it between his lips. She gasped and shifted to take him into her at an angle that would best serve her, and began a final, rhythmic pounding against his body, a sheen of sweat growing on her back. She gripped the ladder tightly and pulled and held, and began to feel the waves of ecstasy growing inside of her. She opened her eyes for an instant to see the bowed head of the man she and her roommate had literally captured for their pleasure, and it was like setting a spark to gasoline.
“Mmmmm!” Eve shook with the start of her orgasm, and her body began to tremble. “Oh yeah, you stud! Come on, stud! That's it, come to me!” She writhed and bucked over him, finally taking him to the root, her womanly folds engulfing his length and pulsating around him in a way he found impossible to resist.
With a howl, he came as well, his own body caught in as contorting a position as hers, his head arching back away from her as his cock shot forth its own tribute. When she sagged against him, they were both panting, their chests rising and falling with a harsh regularity. She slid down from her perch and took the towel Nicole had thoughtfully fetched for her and began to rub the warm, soft cotton over her body, wiping away sweat, both hers and his.
Tony shook like a dog in his bonds, his muscles glistening and tightening. “That…oh, God, that was nice. But you gotta let me down, girls, my hands are killing me…please?”
Eve nodded weakly as she sat down on the couch. “Go ahead,” she said, leaning back.
Nicole began to untie the scarves, letting Tony massage his wrists, then she took the blindfold off. The big man blinked and wiped at his eyes and grinned at the sight of Eve, half collapsed across the couch.
“You look like you had a good time,” he said. He stripped off the used rubber, which had been tenaciously clinging to his softened dick, and wiped himself down with another towel. “I wish I could have seen it, though. You girls are tough.”
Eve laughed. “You know, Tony, you never learn. What did we tell you about calling us girls?”
Nicole joined in the laughter for a moment, and then looked stern. “Apparently not enough,” she announced. “And on top of that, he came without permission. And without fucking me.”
Tony shrugged. “Give me a little while and I'll be happy to take care of you,” he offered. “Give me a kiss, and it'll be sooner.”
Eve whistled softly from her seat on the couch. “He is a smart ass, isn't he?” she asked. Nicole nodded in agreement, then looked at her friend with a meaningful expression on her face. Eve nodded back. “Yep. I think it's time for the secret weapon.”
“What's the secret weapon?” Tony asked, stretching.
Within minutes, he was stretched out on his back on the coffee table. A pillow propped his head up while the two women secured his wrists and ankles to the table legs. The table wasn't very long, and his ass was at the very edge. The way his knees were bent up exposed the crinkled, star-shaped hole nestled between his smooth but lightly bruised ass cheeks. As Eve amused herself by lightly teasing his nipples, Nicole went to their condom can and drew out what looked like a strap-on dildo. Then she scooped up the warm container of lubricant and strolled back to where their evening's entertainment was enjoying the tugging and pinching that Eve was doing to his nipples.
Nicole held the dildo up and showed it to him. His eyes widened, but instead of strapping it on herself, Nicole turned it around and showed him that the dildo was actually hollow. In silence, she squirted some warm lube into the hollow shaft, then, picking up his interested-but-not-yet-hard cock between her fingers, she stuffed it into the dildo. He gasped and jerked as the thick, warm glop inside rushed to embrace his organ. Eve helped Nicole tie the bands around his thighs, holding the fake cock in place, with the real thing trapped inside.
“I don't believe you're doing this,” Tony choked out. “Can't you wait until I'm ready? Don't you want the real thing, baby?”
“Who needs the real thing?” Nicole asked, pulling her dress up over her head. The garters were a stark black against the lightness of her skin, and they framed her dark triangle of curly hair perfectly. She took a squirt of the warm lube in her fingers and worked it all over the extended dildo, and Tony gasped again. She grinned and swung a leg over the table to stand astride him. Luxuriously, she opened herself with her own fingers and slowly settled down over the dildo.
Her weight settled over him for a moment, and she ground her hips down. Her eyes closed and she gave a low “mmmm” sound as the dildo filled her. She smiled, opened her eyes to look at him, then reached up to caress her own breasts. Easily, she began to ride it, and him.
“I don't believe this,” he groaned, stretched out beneath her. “I'm being raped!”
“You sure are, sugar,” Eve agreed. She tweaked his nipples and slapped at his chest, a flurry of light, stinging blows that made his breath come in short gasps. “And we're not finished with you yet!”
Nicole began to rock and plunge with a greater urgency. Watching Eve have her way with Tony the stud had been a really good warm-up, and she was hotter than she'd thought. She lowered a finger to her tender clit and began to flick it in the way she liked, and gasped at the surge of pleasure that washed through her.
Tony began to fight his bondage again, to try to thrust up at her. His small success increased her pleasure tenfold.
“That's it, my stud,” she panted, grinding down into him again. “Come on up to get me. Lemme see that pretty body struggle.”
“Bitch!” Tony spat, finally, his belly tight with tension. The two women laughed, and Eve slapped his cheek smartly.
“Such language.”
“I think it's time to put something in that mouth of his.”
“I have a better idea,” Eve said, grinning. She lifted one long leg and straddled the ta
ble over his head, letting him view her still-glistening pussy, the pink flesh open in her arousal. “Let's put that tongue to good use, boy.”
As she lowered herself, Tony went to work on her soft folds with an ardent fury that spoke about his own passion in a way very similar to the now fully erect cock entrapped in the dildo Nicole was earnestly fucking.
Both women used their own fingers to send them onward to the final reward of sex, and used Tony for stimulating amusement. Bound beneath them, he was the perfect sex toy, controlled by them, for them, and utterly available and willing to please.
Nicole's breath changed first, and she cried out as she came. “That's it! That's it! Oh, baby, it's so hot…fuck! Fuck!” Her hips pounded against him, and the pressure inside the dildo became too much for the man. His own muffled exclamations made vibrations of pleasure in Eve, and he thrust his tongue into her as deeply as she would allow, the only penetration he could really do, because Nicole was fucking him, taking her pleasure from him. Even as his manhood began to shower the interior of the dildo with his own form of warmth, there was no doubt about who was in charge.
And as Nicole settled back to catch her breath, Eve found her own rhythm and sighed as she came again, perched over Tony's face, her fingers busy on her clit, his tongue awash with her ripe juices.
The three of them panted as well as they could, and Eve stood up to let Tony breathe normally. Inside the dildo, Tony's cock, again depleted, shrunk into temporary dormancy, but the dildo remained firm and erect and lodged in Nicole's tight pussy. In time, she also stood and took herself off of it, and the suction it created over his cock made him actually whimper.
“Well,” Nicole said, sitting down at last, “I guess you were right, Eve. He is kinda into this stuff.”
“Huh?” Tony questioned, looking at her. “Into what?”
“You know. Bondage. SM. Sex games. Like in that movie.”
He looked at her innocently. “What movie? I never did this stuff before in my life.” There was just a hint of a smile on his face again.
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