by Anise Storm
Hollowing her cheeks, she used her teeth just as he liked, grazing the long vein on the underside of his shaft. She continued the pressure, never letting up even after he grabbed her head, holding it in place while he drove hard and fast into her mouth. What she wouldn’t give in this moment to be able to reach out, massage his sac in her hands, while licking and sucking nearly every inch of his stalk.
“Don’t tease me, angel. Suck it!” His command made her tremble with need. For all his talk of teasing, he could touch her wherever and whenever he wanted to in that moment, while Cali could not. The ‘no touching’ rule was easy to follow when she was the one cuffed to a table. Just because she couldn’t physically use her hands, though, it didn’t mean that she couldn’t imagine doing so. While the images continued to consume her mind, Xavier decided that it was time to rejoin the party.
Two long fingers of his thrust hard into her pussy, curving upward to find and tease the bundle of nerves hidden behind her pubic bone. Of its own accord, her body jerked, spasming several times before finally earning a hard slap to her welted ass cheek. The burn from earlier returned twofold, making her eyes water. It became increasingly harder to focus on anything, even though she desperately wanted to bring Zane pleasure.
Her mouth was full of cock, her aching core was full of fingers, and her entire backside reheated quickly as Xavier peppered deliberate smacks to various parts of her ass. As much as he was pleasuring her, Cali chose to concentrate fully on the other man. His cock had swelled nearly half a size larger, twitching with his own impending orgasm. Unlike her, they didn’t need permission to come, being able to do so at will. What would it feel like to hold someone’s pleasure in my hands? Surprisingly enough, Cali wasn’t that interested in knowing. Not being in control was more freeing that she would’ve ever thought. She spent her entire life exercising control over everything in it. Here in the bedroom, however, the only thing that depended on whether she was in control or not was her orgasm, which was quickly approaching.
Her head bobbed on the large cock shuttling in and out of her mouth. Damn, he tasted good. The earthy saltiness of the come seeping rapidly out of the head was addictive. With each lick, bite, and tug, Zane gifted her with another drop. It wasn’t enough for her and evidently not enough for him either. As he gripped her head tightly, Zane began to ramble in Italian. She didn’t understand more than a word or two in between. It didn’t matter, though. The emotion she was wringing from her Dominant was crystal clear. Growling…cursing…growling…cursing… Even the steady thrusting while he fucked her mouth ruthlessly was soothing to her. Each time he rammed her throat with the blunt tip, Cali had to remember to breathe. She had actually choked once or twice before the first few ropy jets of his semen filled her mouth with his release.
“Ahh, fuck!” Zane said, slowing the speed of his thrusts until finally withdrawing. “Good girl, angel. That was just…”
He paused mid-sentence, and she could do nothing more than smile brightly at him. Was it possible that she had rendered him speechless? Before she rejoiced in that thought, Xavier removed his fingers from her pulsing core.
Her wrists and ankles were abruptly freed from the metal restraints. As the metal gave way, two sets of hands rubbed the joints until warmth bloomed from them while her circulation was restored.
“Come here, Calista. Let us help you over to the center of the room.”
“I can m—” At the sound of their growls, she clamped her mouth shut.
Her feet hit the floor, which was cool at first, but as she walked with their assistance, warmth began to emanate from the soles of her feet, spreading throughout while her arousal increased with each passing second. Each inhale and exhale she took made her imagination run even wilder. What could possibly be next?
That question was answered when one arm was raised above her head, followed quickly by the other. At this point, she still couldn’t tell the man by his touch alone, not that it truly mattered. Her body responded instantly, nipples tightening into painful peaks and her clit pulsing with need.
Cali found herself growing more excited as the anticipation dragged on. Though she barely knew them, she felt a familiarity and sense of comfort with the Dominants that would’ve normally been reserved for someone she’d known much longer. That same familiarity wasn’t what bred trust, though. Their actions did that. They’d already earned every bit of it so far and she knew this scene, as they called it, would be the next step in deepening the growing bond she felt for them.
“Are you okay, pet?” Zane’s voice drew her attention. “You’re doing great so far. You’re fucking perfect for us.”
Her heart swelled with pride at his words. With the enormous amount of pleasure that they gave her, to know she made them happy as well meant so much to her. Cali was still basking in Zane’s praise when she felt a tug on her wrists. Immediately, it was encased in a material that she recognized as rope. Her pulse skittered as the calm from moments before quickly gave way to excitement.
Honing in on the man wrapping her arm, she could tell by the rhythmic sound of his breathing and scent that it was Zane. He continued covering her flesh, the roughness of the natural fibers leaving a trail of goose bumps in its wake as he encased her arms down to the elbows.
Mere seconds later, her hair was placed haphazardly atop her head, secured in place with a large clip. Wondering what type of scenario would require her hair to be kept out of the way, her concentration was broken by a pair of lips brushing over the ultra-sensitive spot on the back of her neck.
“You’re gorgeous, belleza. So obedient and trusting.” Xavier’s warm breath tickled the fine hairs there, causing them to stand at attention just from the sound of his voice. His accented baritone, laced with tension, was downright melodic.
“Are you ready, X?” Zane’s voice sounded from a few feet away, the gravely tone making her toes curl. She’d heard Xavier answer his friend in Spanish, then both men entwined the rope from her ankles up to her wobbly knees, stopping just below them. Certain sections of the ropes were tighter than others, stimulating various pressure points.
Once the men completed their task, her arms were bound together, but her lower limbs were not. Cali knew there had to be a reason for it. After all, they had one for everything they did. A clink of metal brought her back to the present and she felt a heaviness as something was connected to the rope on her legs. Do they plan to take me at the same time now?
Cali had tried for the last week or so to prepare herself mentally for that moment, and last night was the culmination of it. She told herself that she’d gotten through it once and would again, but all the pep talks in the world weren’t helping. The waiting ended abruptly as both men lowered their heads to her breasts. Stubbled chins skimmed over her curves before they clamped down on her nipples, pressing them against the roofs of their mouths while sucking hard on the buds. While they drew on her aching peaks, heat surged throughout her bloodstream, straight from the tips to pool between her thighs. She cried out, barely able to form their names between whimpers.
Her need to climax returned with a vengeance as they elongated each nipple, making her hiss when they clamped something around each one. This time the pain was not comforting. It fucking hurt, a lot.
“Breathe through it, angel,” Zane murmured. Normally there was a comforting quality to his voice, but right now he sounded very different.
“I c-can’t,” she told him. “It hurts so badly. I…” Three long fingers delved between her thighs, teasing her clit with the tip of one as the other two slipped inside her pussy. Had it not been for the rope on her knees, they would have buckled for sure. As she tried to focus on not disappointing her Dominants by coming without permission, Cali realized the pain in her nipples had begun to subside, now forming more of a dull ache.
“You make us so damn proud,” Xavier said as he leaned in close to her ear. “You have so much more to give us and you will. Just turn off those thoughts and focus on the pleasure. You
r body responds so beautifully to us and we’ve only just begun.”
Cali moaned, knowing they were just getting started. Would she be able to take everything they gave her? Would she continue to make them proud of her? She realized she’d soon find out as both men raised her legs until she was in a reclined position, suspended in midair. Dangling from the ceiling was an experience all on its own. Bound in rope, nipples clamped, Cali wondered what other tricks they had up their sleeves.
The air stirred as both men stepped away from her. Her ears picked up the sound of a match being struck and then the smell of sulfur wafted toward her. Maybe it was the altitude that she was currently hanging from, or the rope digging into her skin, but a euphoric dizziness coursed through her. It was like a box full of endorphins had been released, spreading rapidly through every cell in her body. Only once before had she ever experienced this sort of lightheadedness and coincidentally enough, it was also with Zane and Xavier.
“You’re becoming rope drunk, belleza, which is normal with shibari. Just go with it.”
Cali relaxed at Xavier’s words and she allowed the peace to wrap around her like a cloud. So lost in that trance-like state, Cali didn’t initially feel the first drop of molten wax hit her skin. She did the second and third one, however, squirming as she startled in surprise.
Much like the flogger, the initial sting didn’t last long, which was good because Cali had no idea how much more she’d be able to withstand. Each plop of wax seemed to hit its mark, and her body responded the way they wanted it to.
“Good girl,” Zane said. “You’re doing great.”
She tried listening to his words as each drop landed in a pattern, fueling the ever-growing flames of desire whipping through her. She’d never experienced anything like this in her entire life. Every sense was on high alert and all she could do was feel.
The alternating drops of wax blended together as the men turned their attention to the bud of nerves currently throbbing between her thighs. Hair-roughened skin grazed her inner thighs and her head dropped back as a tongue flattened along her drenched folds and then dragged from her entrance to clit.
Cali’s body had a mind of its own, swaying from side to side as pain and pleasure met, propelling her further into the dream-like state they referred to as subspace. Wax…tongue…wax…teeth… Each sensation was sharper than the last and the randomness of what was being done had her close to exploding. Cali couldn’t form a coherent thought or even move her lips to express one. What she hoped was a plea for permission to climax instead sounded garbled and unrecognizable even to her own ears.
Each whimper, moan, and cry grew more frantic and she could barely hold on.
“Ahora, belleza!”
Cali shattered apart for him…for them…crying out first one name and then the other as each wave of her orgasm swept her further into the abyss.
Chapter 27
BARELY AWARE THAT SHE was finally untied, Cali wondered if she had blacked out again during that intense orgasm. Mortification filled her at the thought. What would they possibly think of her? No longer having the blindfold on her face, she opened her eyes, expecting brightness to assault her pupils. Instead, the room was lit merely by candle light. There was almost a romantic quality to it. Quickly pushing those idiotic thoughts from her mind, Cali turned to see both men looking down at her. Their hands caressed her skin, long fingers massaging the marks left behind by the rope on her arms and legs.
She tensed slightly as her eyes moved to the rubber tipped clamps currently holding her nipples. She had to admit that they looked far scarier than they felt, at least once she had gotten used to the intense pressure.
Curiosity got the best of her and she brought her hands to her nipples, gasping at how sensitive they still were when actually touched.
“Don’t take them off,” Zane told her before lowering his head to her right breast. She braced herself for a rough twinge of pain and was pleasantly surprised when his tongue barely grazed the angry red tip. While Xavier had his gentler moments, such was a rarity with the other man.
“It’s time to finish this…and to finish you.” Her head jerked up at Xavier’s words. The idea of the two taking her together once more had her juices flowing even more freely from her pussy. This was what she’d been fantasizing about with each book she wrote. Cali tried to ignore the realization that once her vacation was over and she was back home in Boston, the memories of the time spent with these Dominants would have to be enough to keep her warm on those cold winter nights. Her time with them was almost to its end and pain stabbed her chest whenever she thought about the future.
Xavier jolted her back to the present as he swept her up in his arms and carried her to the large bed on the other side of the room and deposited her on top of it. Zane took his place on one side of her, and she watched with bated breath as he covered his large cock with a condom, motioning for her to climb onto his lap.
While she intended to scramble up there quickly, her limbs were still wobbly, so Xavier offered assistance, helping Cali straddle Zane’s hips. The blond lined himself at her entrance and before she could even brace herself, he impaled her on his shaft, eliciting a strangled scream from her.
“Sirs, I can’t… Ohhhh.” Every inch of his impressive length was seated to the hilt and a short time later, Cali’s chest was pushed down toward his while Xavier lined himself up behind her. There was no preamble to it. Pressing against the puckered rosebud, Xavier thrust hard, inserting his cock slowly until he, too, was buried balls-deep.
“So fucking tight, belleza. You feel so damn good.”
She saw stars as everything faded to black around her. The sense of fullness was overwhelming as was the initial discomfort. She tried squirming, hoping to alleviate the painful edge of pleasure, but there was no escape.
Her clamped nipples were trapped between her upper body and Zane’s. The continuous pressure was nothing compared to that in her lower body, though. It was a challenge to take just one of these men, but both together was a feat all on its own. Tears pricked the backs of her eyelids as Xavier’s large hand tunneled through her long hair, jerking her head back roughly and lifting her until she was sitting upright once again.
“Oh my God!” she cried, the penetration much different than it had just seconds ago. Her body jerked between the two men, inadvertently driving them even deeper inside of her. “Do something! Please!”
Her pussy and ass tried contracting around their thick shafts in hopes of alleviating the fullness. The grip on her hair tightened, the sharp pinpricks shooting straight from her scalp. Xavier cocked her head to the side, holding it in place as his mouth searched for hers. When their lips met, her moan allowed him to slip his tongue inside to duel with hers. Each time he sucked her tongue further into his mouth, he tugged on her hair.
With his incredible oral skills, Xavier distracted her enough that she didn’t even realize Zane’s hands were on one of her nipples until he released the clamp. As the blood rushed back in, a sharp stab of pain made her tear up even more. Her initial noises of protest eventually turned to more of a whimper as Zane latched on to the throbbing bud, drawing it into his mouth.
The action repeated on the other nipple, but this time Cali expected it. While it still hurt, it was more subdued compared to the first one. No sooner had he released her nipple, Zane’s dick slid out of her, withdrawing until just the head was left in her pulsing core. Before she could catch her breath, though, Zane slammed forward again. Xavier withdrew at that exact moment, pulling out of her ass until just the head of his cock was teasing her back entrance. Moving in perfect rhythm with one another, the men rocked her between them. Their shafts slid through both channels, each hard movement pushing her closer to the edge. Her inner walls clenched and unclenched as they pulsed around both shafts. The pleasure was rolling through her, her orgasm building and building, threatening to pull her completely under.
When Xavier finally tore his mouth away from hers, Cali inhal
ed deeply as she tried to get her breathing under control. There would be no escaping these two, not that she wanted to. As Xavier’s hand slid out of her hair, her head fell back onto his shoulder.
“Please. I can’t hold on.”
Sure the desperation in her voice could be heard, Cali waited for them to give her the one word that would ease the growing ache inside of her. A cry of frustration left her lips when that word didn’t come.
Two sets of hands roamed over her body, their fingers working her into even more of a frenzy. Xavier rolled her raw nipples between his thumb and index fingers, tweaking and pinching each bud while Zane gripped her hip in one hand, moving the other between her thighs. As his thumb reached her clit, he grazed the sensitive nub with his thumbnail before pressing down on it.
Another low moan left her body and then finally she heard Zane growl for her to come. “Now!”
Cali came completely unglued, her body writhing as she rode each wave of pleasure. She felt as if she were drowning. It didn’t take long for the men to fuck her from one orgasm into another and then another. The third time must have been the charm because as she climaxed, both of them joined her. The identical twitching of their shafts extended her own release even further.
By the time Xavier withdrew from her ass, Cali collapsed onto Zane’s chest. His heart was pounding much like her own and the evidence that she could affect him that way had her smiling weakly against him. Now exhausted, Cali could do no more than lie quietly until Xavier moved her gently off the other Dominant, placing her onto her side.
She was cleaned up quickly with a warm washcloth, and she sighed as it caressed her swollen lower lips and thighs. This was something she’d never had before during sexual encounters with other lovers. Now that this scene was all said and done, there was no question on whether any ordinary man would do.