Finally, she broke off the kiss, giving Ronin a smile. “Good boy, Ronin. Thank you for letting me take over. That’s a good submissive; something you’ll be rewarded for. As for you, young man,” Nik said, her gaze going to Jake, “you’ve been a bad, bad boy. You thought you could top a Domina when you are only an alpha submissive. Tsk-tsk-tsk. You’re going to be punished for that thought. Ronin, take Jake to the corner where the St. Andrew’s Cross is. Tavi, run program two.”
Nikita watched as Ronin led Jake from the desk area to the corner, where the hat rack suddenly transformed through holograms and force-field programs into a medieval-style St. Andrew’s Cross. She noted how Ronin tried to calm Jake down by soft pats on the arms and a caress along the cheek.
That kind of intimacy was created over months, not just hours or even the couple of days she’d had with them, yet somehow Nikita felt part of that closeness. Whatever she might think of her sister’s matchmaking ways, she owed Trina. However, now was not the time to think on how to pay back her sister. Now was the time to enjoy two beautiful men who deserved to be pleasured in the way they liked best.
“Ronin, remove Jake’s clothing, all except the cock ring. As you undo the shirt, I want his hands pinned to the cross, then the same with his feet. Once that’s done, I want you to remove your clothes as well and then kneel between his feet.” Nikita waited on the throne that had been created from the desk chair. She commanded Tavi to have another AI shift its location so she had a fantastic view of Ronin’s ass and Jake’s arousal as his lover removed his clothes. Suddenly a flash of pink and red caught her attention. She looked closer at her men, which started her laughing in amusement.
Jake had worn black boxer briefs with bright red and pink hearts throughout the fabric. “Gods, too much.” Nikita chuckled. “That does give you some extra points, Jacob. But that underwear still has to go! Continue, Ronin.”
As the strip show continued, Nikita allowed herself a moment to relax. This is what she craved, men to care for and be cared for by. Seeing how what she created pleasured them, so that they could do nothing but please her in return. She noted Ronin’s increased breathing. Mentally, she signaled Tavi. “Tavi, how goes it?”
He whispered quietly in her ear, instead of responding in her mind. “It goes well, Nikita. Both men are obviously aroused, as well as a small increase of adrenaline hitting their systems. Their bodies are reacting as both Trina and her AI have filed on the chips. Their unique scents are being emitted into the air. I’ve got the air filtration system negating their pheromones while heightening the concentration of yours.”
“Good, continue the program as we went over.”
“Oh, I like your moves, Ronin,” Nik called out as she eased her panties to one side and touched her damp folds with one red nail. “Do you see what the two of you do to me? Do you see how damp I am watching the two of you strip naked for me? Do you two have any idea how many fantasies I’ve had of the two of you at my mercy, demanding sex, demanding you give it all to me?”
“You look aroused, Mistress,” Jake said, his body stretching as Ronin finished locking his feet into place. “Am I a tempting morsel for my mistress, who owns my body? Am I displayed for your pleasure, Mistress?”
“Very much so.” She continued stroking her folds before slowly sliding the moisture from her wet pussy onto her clitoris. “I love how Ronin looks to your comfort while still doing my bidding. Good boy, Ronin, for undressing while facing me. Now, I want you to suck on your lover’s cock. Do it.” Nikita lay back in the chair as the arms shifted so she could place her right thigh up, exposing her to both men and yet being in a comfortable position.
Ronin’s mouth covered the top of Jake’s plum-shaped head while Nikita pressed one finger deep in her pussy. Nikita then rubbed her clitoris with her other fingers, going in time with Ronin’s soft, tentative motions. “That’s right, Ronin, take him deep within your mouth. Taste Jake’s saltiness and feel his dick get aroused at how your mouth sucks at him.”
Ronin’s tempo increased, taking Jake’s long cock deep in his mouth, and Jake’s hips pumped to encourage Ronin to take him deeper. Even Nik, fascinated at how the men reacted to each other, experienced tingling deep within her pussy and streaming upward to all her extremities. “Nikita, the boys are getting close to orgasm. You might want to rein them in.”
Nikita sighed but stopped touching herself. Grabbing the flogger set that had been placed next to her by one of the AIs, she placed it into the holster on her outfit. “You’re right. There’s only one way I want them to come, and it’s not on each other.”
“Enough, Ronin, stop.” She noticed Ronin slowed but continued his ministrations. After rising from her chair, she strode toward both men, then jerked on Ronin’s hair, forcing him to let go of Jake’s thick cock. “I said stop. When I say to stop, I demand instant obedience, Ronin.” She removed the flogger from its holster at her hip. With a quick wrist flick, the studded leather flogger landed against Ronin’s back. “Now, back off from Jake while I inspect your handiwork.”
Nikita placed herself between Ronin and Jake as the taller man scooted on his knees backward. Satisfied with her position between the two men, she gestured to Ronin. “Help me remove my panties, slave.”
“Yes, Mistress.” His big hands smoothed up her outer legs until they were flush with her lacy panties. With a slight push of his thumbs, he tugged the silky panties down her legs until she stepped out of them. Bowing his head, he asked, “Where should I put them?”
“You may inhale their scent and then toss them to the side.” As she watched him obey her command, a wave of need hit her hard in her lower abdomen. How did she come to deserve such fantastic alpha submissives such as this? Relishing her power, Nikita readjusted her position, enjoying how both men watched her every move. “While I inspect your lover’s cock, I expect you to use that tongue of yours on my pussy, understand? If you fail to arouse me as you aroused him, you will take his place on the cross.” Opening her stance, Nik bent slightly toward Jake, allowing Ronin open access to her wet pussy.
Moist, warm breath coated her already-damp folds before his tongue flicked down the slit. She gasped softly, using her hands to cup Jake’s balls and cock in reaction. Ronin’s tongue thrust deep in her pussy; Nik squeezed Jake’s cock in response, sharing the thrill of the moment. “How are you enjoying this, Jake? Are you willing to take punishment from me?”
“Yes, Mistress, I’m willing to be punished for my disobedience.” He gasped. “Please help me to become a good submissive to you. We’ve wanted you for so damn long. Then we thought we had to choose. We felt we had to confess to Mistress Valentine that we still had feelings for you, Nikita.” He panted as she squeezed him lightly along his cock.
“Continue, Jacob.” Her voice cracked slightly. This meant something to them and to her. It deserved to be said aloud.
“Then we discover our biggest fantasy, our greatest desire, is the mistress we’ve been given to. I’m filled with happiness, and, honestly, I’m beginning to fall in love with you, Mistress Nikita.” Jacob shivered. “I think I’ve loved you since the moment we first saw you at Trina’s party.”
Ronin spoke, quietly, but loud enough. “I’ve wondered if Mistress Valentine could match the fantasies we’ve had about Nikita, but now…now I know that the reality is much better. I’m yours, Nikita. My heart and soul are yours to do with as you want.”
“Then touch me, Ronin. As I command, while I punish our lover,” Nikita whispered quietly. She leaned a bit more, giving Ronin full access to her body.
Nik gasped as Ronin’s hot mouth covered her exposed labia. Bracing one hand next to Jake’s hip, Nikita guided her mouth over the purplish head. He tasted just as good as she remembered, if not better, having been prepared with her favorite herbal mixtures.
The gentle rocking motion provided by Ronin’s tongue trusts aided her teasing. When it eased back, Nik’s mouth eased up, allowing her tongue to lick the slit, which oozed a generou
s amount of precum.
Ronin’s insistent tongue urged Nik forward, allowing her to take in most of Jake’s length. Shifting her grip slightly, Nik gently squeezed Jake’s balls, which earned a whimper.
The threefold rhythm continued until Nik trembled. On the verge of an orgasm, she popped Jake’s cock out of her mouth. “Enough, Ronin.” She panted.
The men paused, Ronin with his hands securely on her hips. “Ronin, I’d like you to open the chest in the corner. Inside are various toys I’ll be using. Pick out one.” They waited while he retreated to the chest, which sat about four feet away.
Nikita stood gazing directly at Jake. It was time to make him admit his feelings and the nature of their relationship. If Jake admitted to it, Ronin would follow. Everything in their chips talked at how Ronin followed Jacob on this one point. “You’re mine. Admit it. Tell me who you serve,” she said encouragingly, trailing her fingers down his chest.
He visibly swallowed. She noted the increased rate of breathing and the rapid pulse at the base of his throat. “You are my mistress, my owner, my lover. I choose to serve you, beautiful lady. You own me, body and soul.” He looked down past her, only to have her move his gaze back to hers.
Nikita kissed his chin, then followed it up with a quick, teasing kisses to each nipple. “Good. It pleases me that you’ve admitted the truth here.” She smiled up at him. “Now, I want you to believe this. I will care for you and Ronin. I am yours. Your mistress, shared only with your lover.”
She looked to where Ronin knelt, a pile of discarded sex toys to one side. He looked at each one and then placed it on the slowly growing pile. “Do any meet with your approval?” Nikita asked, holding back a smile.
“I found one for use on Jake,” Ronin called back, lifting a snakelike device with bulbs running the length. “But for me” -- he gazed at her mischievously -- “I’d prefer your touch alone.”
“Now, why am I not surprised, Ronin? There’s a small box that you’ve not removed yet. Could you bring that and the lubricant with you, please? I also want you to pick out something for yourself, perhaps the automatic wrist cuffs you keep eyeing?”
“How did --”
Nikita laughed. “I’m blonde, not dumb. Now hurry. This is a special toy for both of you.” She waited until Ronin walked to her and presented her with the fifteen-inch-by-eight-inch-wide onyx box. “Thank you, Ronin. How do you feel about being owned by me?”
“It’s an honor and a pleasure. Where my lover goes, so do I. But more than that, now that I know you and Mistress Valentine are one and the same, I feel as if all my personal dreams have come true,” Ronin replied, kneeling before her. He took one hand and kissed the open palm. “You own me, body and soul. I’m falling for you, Mistress, and I hope that I can earn your love and respect by serving your needs well.”
“You already have, Ronin. I own you body and soul, and you are mine. Just as I own Jacob, I have you. But by the same token, I am yours. Your mistress, your owner. No one else except your lover can make that claim, ever.” Nikita leaned forward and kissed Ronin’s forehead. “Thank you, Ronin.”
Turning from the beautiful man, Nikita gestured, and a small table appeared to her right. She placed the box on the table before opening it. Both men looked in. “What the fuck is it?” Jake demanded. “It looks like a freakish version of a strap-on!”
Laughter bubbled out of Nikita. “Yes, it is. Based on the hentai stories that were so popular in the early twenty-first century, Aislynn created this to pleasure two men at once, or to fuck one while stroking his cock, or even to double penetrate a woman.” Nikita caressed the short, thick, bluish green tentacles attached to a waist harness. With each touch, they grew longer and wound around her wrist.
“Are they responding to your touch?” Ronin asked, stepping forward.
She nodded. “Yes, this is the latest in the link technology that P3 has developed. This is my personal toy, one that responds to my commands alone via the link-chip I have. So, my darling men, I can fuck you both at the same time.” Stunned faces stared at her. “Oh come on, you don’t expect me to not fuck you both, right? Ronin, untie our male. Then I want you both to go to the kneeling station where you’ll line up side by side.”
Both men moved toward the throne, which transformed into a cushioned kneeling post. Nikita used the special silicone lubricant that activated the force-field protection. Once that was in place, she pulled up the harness around her waist and let it self-adjust to her body. The small nub that was in the inside of the harness lengthened as her body warmed it. Walking over to the men, Nikita gasped slightly as the smaller tentacle dipped inside her wet pussy.
“Good boys. Now, open your legs a bit wider. Don’t worry; the kneeling bench will adjust to you both.” Nikita’s hands rested on their backs, her mind mentally cueing the tentacles to stretch toward the intended targets. “You’ll feel a bit of pressure at your opening, but since I know both of you followed protocol for prepping yourself for this scene, it won’t cause much trouble.”
The tentacles separated, intent on the tight rosettes on each man. The one on the left pressed softly against Jake’s ass first, and then the other entered slowly in Ronin’s. “Good, very good, my boys,” Nikita crooned, continuing to trace nonsensical patterns on both men’s backs. “Just relax and bear down slightly, that’s right. Good…almost there. That’s right, I can feel the sensation of what it’s like to enter you both using this strap-on.”
“Gods in heaven, I know it’s thin, but it’s pulsating!” Jake bit out past clenched teeth, his hips pushing back against the tentacle. “How big does this fucker get?”
Nikita leaned forward. “As big as you can comfortably handle. I’ve programmed it for the lowest setting on the anal plugs you’ve used.” Easing back, she waited a second before pressing forward, sending both tentacles deep within their bodies. “Now, enough technical; let’s have some fun.”
“I agree, Mistress,” Ronin answered, his body moving into her thrust, then pushing away, only to push harder into the tentacle, which widened slightly. “Oh, gods, it’s like this thing is alive.”
“Oh, yeah,” Jake moaned. “Will we be able to come, Mistress?”
“Hell, no,” Nikita answered, picking up the tempo set by the thrumming tentacle in her pussy. How good it felt to be in her men, to experience what they did when they fucked. She liked this being in power, this taking control, but there was something missing. “Do you like this, my beautiful men?”
“Yes, Mistress. Please, harder. This feels so damn good,” Jake groaned, his head pressed against the headrest before him. He arched in time with Ronin. Both moved forward, then back onto the tentacles with increasing need and rhythm.
“Be warned, Mistress, both men’s rates are soaring. I think I’ll notify Grendel of the success, but you’ll want them to stop before they come. The filming is being sent directly to the editing room. So you won’t have to worry about it.”
“Thanks, Tavi. This has great potential, but you’re right, I want them to fuck me before they come.” Nikita slowed the rhythm while gently shortening the tentacles until they finally popped out of each ass. The men groaned their disappointment. “Enough, I want you both, and I want you now. Up, and head for the bed in the corner.”
Slapping their asses hard, she jarred them out of their zones. Jake shot her a look, which made her stick out her tongue. “I’m the boss. So there.”
“Yeah, for right now. But I bet Ronin and I can make you scream in pleasure before you can make us come.” Jake shook his ass deliberately at her as he moved toward the bed. She shed the last of her clothes before reclining onto the dark green velvet sheets.
“You wish, male.” Nikita grabbed Ronin, kissed him hard and deep, and ignored the look of shock on Jake’s face. Ronin tasted of malted chocolate, mint, and something indefinable. As she pressed against him, his arms surrounded her waist, pulling her closer as they toppled onto the bed. Then she felt Jacob cover her back, his hands eas
ing up her inner thighs. The tingling she experienced at their hands before returned with a vengeance. She gasped against Ronin’s lips. “Oh, gods, this is what I need…two men to press me close --”
“And to fuck their mistress senseless,” Ronin replied, his hands moving over her breasts, bringing them together so his mouth could encompass both nipples.
Urging Ronin to do more than tongue them, she fisted his hair. “Suck on them,” she ordered him while Jacob’s hands pushed her thighs farther apart. “What are you doing, Jake?”
“Something I’ve wanted to do for a while now,” Jake answered just before his mouth hit her wet slit. She whimpered as his tongue and two fingers rammed deep within her. “Gods, Nik, you taste so damn good.”
“If you keep fucking me with your tongue and your fingers, I’m going to come,” she spat out between tightly clenched teeth. Her fantasy was coming true and the intensity surprised her. “I want you both to fuck me at the same time. Now. I’m asking you as your lover, not just as your Dominant.”
Ronin lifted his head. “Both in your wet, soft pussy or full double penetration?”
“Double penetration. Activate protection fields, lower cock ring levels,” Nikita said aloud.
With swift movements, Ronin’s arms reached down and pulled Nikita’s legs apart farther, until they were almost on his forearms. One hand grazed down his belly, grasping his dark cock toward her cunt. Carefully, she allowed herself to rock against him, taking him inside her.
A poke in her rear reminded her that Jacob waited. With care, he moved slowly against her ass, teasing her soaked rosette with his cock. Jake pushed slowly, letting just the head enter her ass, giving her time to adjust. “Gods dammit, Jake, more, now!”
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