His mouth lifted, but the emptiness was soon filled with two long fingers delving deep in her pussy. The rhythm he set was hard, deep, and quick -- just the way Nikita loved it. His fingers curled slightly in her, urging her to lift her hips in time with his rocking motion. Ronin’s mouth glided over one nipple, biting it in time with each upward thrust. The zinging in her breasts crashed into the full sensation rocking her lower abdomen. Nikita panted with pleasure and with need, her moans filling the room.
Before she could whisper anything, both men growled, their bodies rocking hard against the slightly lowered platform. Nik’s body rocked in time as both men continued pleasuring her and rocked their bodies against the platform. Back and forth, up and down, over and again, until Nikita couldn’t take it anymore. “Jacob! Ronin!” she screamed as orgasm after orgasm racked through her body.
She arched as both men continued their simultaneous onslaught to pleasure her until finally, in a whisper, she begged, “Enough, you have done enough, my lovely men.”
“Mistress, your rates are slowly coming down, but the men are gearing up; I’ve instituted the patterning you programmed earlier. I don’t know how much more they can take considering what you’ve put them through. I’d recommend having them experience release as soon as you can for their optimum health benefit.”
“Thank you, Nefermeri. Institute the secondary actions of the anal plug, pulsating against the base of their prostate glands.” Nikita moaned as both men drew their hands up her body, touching her everywhere.
“Boys, I want you to help me off of this platform, please.” She sat up, allowing the men to undo the straps securing her safely on the small space. Offering her hands, the men helped ease her down. She kissed each one, enjoying the different taste and style of kissing. “Now, I want Jake to place himself on the straddle horse, back down. Ronin, I’d like you to strap him in place.” Nikita walked to the rounded yet well-cushioned apparatus. “Once he’s in place, Ronin, I want you to let him suck you off. Jake, I will be returning the pleasure you gave me.”
Within moments, Nikita found herself kneeling on a cushioned stool provided by Mistress Trina while holding Jake’s long, aroused cock before her. Inhaling deeply, the scent of desire and sex filled her senses. She loved how emotions mixed so easily with scent, letting her know just how much she affected both men. “Jacob, you must please your lover. If at any time I think you’re not doing your job, the anal plug in you will go to that pattern that taunts but doesn’t please. Understood?”
Jake looked at the long, light brown cock before him. “Oh, yeah, Mistress. I want to make my lover come as hard as I made you.” He leaned upward until the head of Ronin’s cock entered his mouth.
“Good boy, Jake. Ronin, let him guide you on how deep to take him. Though I warn you, your anal plug has been programmed to mimic as if you’re being fucked.” Nikita chuckled as she cupped Jake’s balls while the other clasped around the base of the cock. “Begin, Nefermeri, with the Prima in the music and pattern ten-twenty.”
“Indeed, Mistress. Pattern ten-twenty activated with incremental increases in time within their tolerances.”
Nikita brushed the top of Jake’s cock with her tongue, enjoying the taste of it. Slowly, she opened her mouth and allowed the taste of musk and male to fill her senses. Jake groaned as her mouth covered the bulbous head before she slowly took him in, lightly squeezing the rest of his cock with her free hand. His hips moved up as her mouth swallowed him. When he tried to increase the pace, Nikita slapped his ass with the flat of her hand.
Her gaze watched as Ronin fucked his lover’s mouth, the contrast of their skin emphasizing how well they blended -- Jake’s light tan against Ronin’s Islander golden coloring. Nikita hummed in desire against Jake’s cock, enjoying his reaction to her teasing. His hips bucked and she shoved them down again, squeezing lightly on his balls, emphasizing whose pace they were following.
Within a couple of moments, Nikita sensed the change in the rhythm of the anal plugs, increasing the friction of her mouth against Jake’s cock along with the tempo, until it mimicked the age-old rhythm of good sex. Her hand worked the area she couldn’t take in her mouth, while her other hand cupped his balls, her fingers gently massaging the perineal area.
Rocking into the rhythm, Nikita focused on pleasuring the male before her, concentrating on the moments of pressure and release that built up the need to orgasm. Nefermeri warned her with a small beep that Ronin would come first. Following the gentle, low beeps, Nikita sucked harder, with her mouth gliding faster up and down Jake’s length until his hips thrust upward and he stiffened. Ronin also stiffened, moaning his release as his hips thrust once, twice, thrice, into Jake’s waiting mouth. Nikita slid back just enough to give Jake’s hot seed room to hit her mouth and allow her to swallow the slightly salty liquid quickly.
Slowing her rhythm, she helped ease the transition from orgasm to something lighter, less intense. Mentally, she sent a message to Nefermeri, “Begin cool-down protocol alpha. Instruct two AIs to bring in drinks for both men and myself.”
“I’ve contacted them, and they should arrive in the next three minutes. Mistress Trina has put in an order for warmed blankets for the three of you. They’ll be available on your left. Transporting sequence initiating.”
“Thank you, Nefermeri.” Nikita caught her breath as she released Jake’s semi-erect dick from her mouth. Pleasing these men felt good to her, more so than any other men she’d played with recently. The more time she spent with them, the more she realized how much she liked and needed them. “Relax. Ronin, undo Jake’s restraints. Then sit beside us.” Grabbing two heated blankets, Nikita adjusted herself so she leaned against Jake.
She covered Jake first, and then, as Ronin sat on her right, Nikita covered him as well. She stroked both of their faces, urging them to release their emotions to her safekeeping. Simultaneous sighs were the result, making Nik smile.
“The AIs have brought some drinks for you both and items to wash with when you’ve recovered,” Mistress Trina said, kneeling in front of them. “What a fantastic scene, Mistress Valentine. I’ve never seen both men react so intensely before.”
Trina left the room, letting the men and her have some quiet time as the AIs delivered the warm, cocoa-based refreshment. Nikita wrapped her hands around the mug and sipped the drink. “You both performed wonderfully tonight. I am pleased.”
Jake responded first, placing his head against her shoulder. “You are fantastic in person. I never thought any woman would be able to read my needs so easily as you have.”
Nikita chuckled. “Actually, Trina has you both mapped out completely. Little do you know that your boss has a doctorate in sexual psychology, among other degrees, and, for fun, handles the shipping department.”
Both men gaped at her. She laughed harder. It didn’t surprise her that her sister hadn’t told them her true qualifications. Ronin raised a finger slightly to catch her attention. “You mean that Trina’s one of those doctors who does the testing to determine sexuality and emotionality?”
“She’s one of the doctors who created the tests we use in this century,” Nikita replied. “It’s why it’s a huge honor for her to take anyone to train. She knows more about people than they know about themselves, which is why when she offered you two to me; I knew she had done the work involved to make sure we were compatible.”
“Makes sense. She kept herself to a bare minimum of involvement. Were we just test subjects to her?” Jake’s voice hardened slightly.
“Never. Trina’s not like that. Because she does involve herself with those she trains, she never practices her side job as a doctor while training. And honestly, if she hadn’t taken you both under her wing, I’d have never seen you with her.” Nikita tapped Jake’s nose. “Don’t be angry. Trina did the right thing in what she did for you both and at the same time, kept herself separate. In time, she’ll find her match and have a hell of a time reconciling it.”
“I’d give an
ything to see that happen,” Ronin said with a chuckle.
“Me too,” Jake added.
Nikita nodded. “Perhaps we will one day. Now, once we clean up, it’ll be time to head home. Tomorrow is the big day. I know now just how compatible we are. If you are willing, I’d like to offer you both collars. Take time to think on it. I know it’s fast for us, but last night and tonight have shown me that Trina didn’t lie. I care for you both, and I’m finding the more time I’m with you, the more I want to be with you two.”
They spent some time talking, sharing parts of their pasts and of how Ronin and Jacob met at a science fiction convention a few years back. It had been instant attraction and bonding on first sight. The computers only confirmed that, then informed them that they were in need of a female dominant to be happy. Nikita laughed and revealed how she had been told that she couldn’t be satisfied with only one male but would need at least two to keep an even keel in her life.
Shortly after, an AI entered the room, offering to help clean the room while they took care of themselves. Slowly the men withdrew the anal plugs, then handed them over to the AI for cleaning. Nikita instructed the AI what else needed to be dealt with.
Before she could leave, though, Jake took her hand, kissing the palm. “Mistress Valentine, tonight I’ve felt something that I didn’t think possible -- the flicker of our dreams being realized. Thank you for accepting Mistress Trina’s offer.”
Ronin pressed his forehead against her mask. “Thank you, Mistress. You are a goddess to us, and this time has reinforced that you mean to be a part of our life, not just for sex. I willingly serve you and am grateful for your presence.”
Nikita smiled softly. “And I am grateful for your presences. I’m happy for the first time in ages. Until tomorrow night then, my newly beloveds.”
With that, Nikita rushed out of the room, hurrying to the changing room, where she knew her sister would have prepped everything so she could leave for home. For once, she was grateful for her sister’s empathic ability. She had to think, especially experiencing these feelings of need and love that had so often eluded her. Had she really offered them collars? She needed to think without them near her. The world had changed again, this time offering her just what she wanted. Would she take the offer?
Chapter Eight
February 14, 2112
13 Baktun, 5 Katun, 0 Tun, 10 unial, 13 kin, 12 Ben, 1 Cumku, Lord of the Night -- G6
Ronin and Jake arrived at Decadence and found Michelle Hasker waiting patiently. “Morning, gentlemen. Great to see you both on this celebrated holiday. Before we do your hair, the schedule has you seeing the sauna rooms, followed by a massage.”
“Full?” Jake asked, wiggling his brows.
“No, this is for muscle preparation only.” Michelle chuckled. “The goal is to prep your bodies for tonight’s filming, not to blow your load before it’s time.”
Both men laughed. “Okay, point made, Michelle,” Ronin answered. “So off to steam ourselves clean?”
Michelle pointed toward the sauna cottages. “Off to the steamer. I’ll see you both in three hours.”
Both men sauntered to the series of beach cottages farther along the resort area. It amazed them at how pleasure was truly found at P3’s luxury resort in Florida.
Within moments of their arrival, a tall, mocha-colored man, Bruce, ushered them into a slightly larger cottage.
“I’m here to ensure we keep to the traditional sauna techniques, using heated rocks and water,” Bruce said. “You’ll be monitored the entire time. Special herbs will be released into the air during your thirty-five-minute treatment.”
“Do these herbs do anything?” Ronin asked while disrobing.
“None used will irritate you. They’ll open your pores, encourage sweating, and at the same time moisturize.” Bruce tapped a series of commands into the computer. “After this, you’re to go into the rinse pool for ten laps.”
Jake nodded. After grabbing a waist towel, he wrapped it around himself. “Thanks, Bruce. Anything else?”
Bruce smiled. “That should be it. Enjoy the music and feel free to take a nap. I’ll see you in thirty-five minutes.”
The door closed them in the room, leaving both Ronin and Jake alone. Each chose a slotted wooden bench, arranging herbal pillows under their heads.
“Definitely different,” Jake commented, stretching his body out as woodsy-scented steam slowly rose from the center of the room.
Ronin glanced around, his body tight as he tried to get into a comfortable position on the right bench. “A traditional sauna using heated rocks, water, and herbs, and yet it’s like we’re playing a part.”
“We are, Ronin. For today, we make our first movie, and we get to unmask Mistress Valentine.”
“No shit, Jake. But more so,” Ronin pointed out, “this preparation is like they do before they implant the temporary memory block for the actors.”
“Good point. But we’re not regular actors, are we? I doubt we’d receive the memory blocks for this. Relax, Ronin. They would’ve told us by now.” Jake’s body tightened as he stretched out fully. Ronin admired his lover’s naked form for a moment before following suit.
Ronin lay back, closing his eyes. Jake was correct, but suddenly, this getting ready wasn’t as fun. “I thought we were special.”
Jake laughed. “We are, but Mistress Valentine is going to use the methods that work to get us ready to be filmed.”
“Okay, okay. You’re right.” Ronin relaxed against the polished wood. “I’m taking a nap.”
“See you when we wake up.”
* * * * *
One hour later
Both men held hands as they walked to the foyer of the massage facility. Aiko greeted them with a smile.
“Hi, guys. Welcome back.” Her gaze traveled down their near-naked bodies. “I see you had Bruce’s special treatment.”
Jake lifted a brow. “That obvious?”
“Hades, yes,” Aiko replied, stepping toward them. Her hand brushed his chest. “Your skin here is glowing, while here” -- she examined Jake’s face -- “your pores are tightened and the skin looks fresh, not oily.” Aiko led them through a set of double doors. “Bruce’s special treatment is not cheap. What you received, not even our best actors have access to.”
“Guess we are special,” Jake replied, squeezing Ronin’s hand. “Numbnuts here thought we were given the same treatment as the others.”
Aiko paused. “In the execution, it’s the same formula. However, you’re getting perks reserved for our major guests or the executive staff. You are special to your owner.” She gestured them inside. “Same as before, just no orgasms today. After this, back to Decadence.”
“Thanks, Aiko,” Ronin said and kissed her cheek. “You’re fantastic to reassure me.”
“Anytime. Now go; you’re on a schedule.” She shooed the men toward the massage area. They laughed as they did as she asked.
Both men entered the private massage room, only to stop dead. Before them lay a naked Nikita, once again being massaged by Trevor. She moved sinuously as his fingers stroked down her belly.
As one unit, both men converged on either side of Nikita. Jake’s hand rested lightly on Nik’s left thigh, while Ronin touched her right one. Her eyes fluttered open. “Touch me, both of you, please,” she begged.
Jake didn’t need to be told again. Touching her thigh, he lowered his mouth over one nipple; Ronin mirrored him.
As one, they teased and suckled her nipples. Nikita’s movements became more frantic as their hands joined together on her clit and Trevor thrust his fingers into her pussy.
“Gods, yes! Make me come, all of you,” Nikita cried, her back bowing upward.
Jake concentrated on exciting her clit in time with his mouth tugging on one large nipple. How this woman made him want to pound his dick into her! She moved so sexily, so uninhibitedly.
Lifting his head, Jake whispered, “Let go, Nikita. Let us pleasure you.”
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sp; She trembled as he and Ronin gently bit her nipples.
“Yes! I’m going to come!”
Nikita stiffened and then jerked as a low moan emerged from her mouth. Neither Jake nor Ronin stopped touching her until her orgasms shook her from head to toe.
Carefully, they moved, gathering Nik into a group hug. They whispered wordless reassurance as she panted. Finally, her breathing slowed, and her grip on their arms loosened.
“Th-th-thank you, Jacob and Ronin,” she stammered before kissing each on the cheek. “An unexpected pleasure, but deeply appreciated.”
“It was our honor,” Ronin countered. “Are you feeling better?”
Her smile lit up her face. “With your help, very much so.” She looked at the massage therapist, smiling. “This was my last time with Trevor. I thought I’d be able to relax completely, but I couldn’t reach an orgasm without further help.”
Her gaze dropped to their waists in turn. “Seems I’ve gotten you both aroused. Perhaps I could remedy the situation?”
Trevor held up a hand. “Miss Nikita, both men are participating in filming tonight. They’re not allowed release.”
Nikita sighed. “Oh, yes, a rule I enacted. Perhaps another time, then?”
They helped Nikita up, neither of them turning away as she rinsed off, then dressed in a pullover robe. She kissed their cheeks again.
“Thank you, Ronin and Jake. Hope to see you soon.” Nikita left, allowing both men to groan.
“Gods, I need to come,” Ronin growled.
“You and me both,” Jake agreed. He flung himself onto a nearby clean table. “This changes everything, Ronin.”
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