by Livia Grant
He could feel her little shiver as she said, “Yes. All of that, please.”
Chuckling softly to himself, he followed a smiling Butterfly to the edge of the stage where a cute, small black woman with a short pixie haircut, wearing a see-through red baby doll, waited for them with a bright smile.
“Tink, short for Tinkerbell?” he asked in a low voice as they approached the pretty sub.
“Yep!” Butterfly grinned as she gave his hand a squeeze. “She’s super nice, you’ll like her.”
By the time they reached the little woman, Tink was bouncing up and down on her toes like Butterfly did when she was excited.
“Tink!” Butterfly said with a bright smile. “I didn’t know you were back!”
“My Master and I flew in last night, but we got here late and missed the first round. When we heard about your”—she grinned at Soren, dimples popping in her dark brown cheeks—“big problem I, of course, volunteered to help like the good service submissive I am.”
Laughing, Butterfly hugged the other woman. “I’m so happy it’s you! Master Soren, I’d like you to meet Tink. She’s super awesome and one of the nicest people you’ll ever meet. Her Master, David, is a really great guy. Where is he?”
“He’s around here somewhere. He had some business to take care of, but I promise you he’ll be front row.” Tink ducked her head and gave Soren a shy smile. “Nice to meet you, Master Soren. I’m here completely at your disposal.” She held up her hand, displaying a big diamond ring and wedding band. “My Master has instructed me that I’m to follow your every command, though he asks that you not touch me more than necessary, and never in a sexual manner. He doesn’t mind if I play with female submissives, but my husband is the only Master that is allowed to play with me.”
“Of course.” Soren gave her a little bow. “Thank you, Tink, for helping us tonight. If you ladies will follow me, there was a platform I saw in the main room that I think will work perfectly.”
Looking down at the two women giggling together, one dark and one light but similar in size and shape, his cock gave an appreciative twitch behind his robe. The leather strap was still around his balls, but Butterfly had kept it so loose that it was more decorative than actually restraining. As it was, it felt like he had a firm hand gripping his balls in a way that made him aware of his body as he led his giggling submissives to the playroom.
There were other Roulette couples playing, his Butterfly wasn’t the only exhibitionist, but thankfully the piece of BDSM equipment he wanted was still available.
The crowd was thick as the final round of Roulette was being played out all over Black Light. The music had been turned up, and the atmosphere was definitely more on the rowdy side. And there were a lot more naked people having fun of their own. They passed a man fucking a woman up against the wall and Soren’s cock twitched at the sound of her throaty moans.
“Over here,” he said in a loud voice over the music and crowd.
Both women were too short to see where he was pointing, and they both tried to strain on their tippy toes, so he decided to herd them instead. Moving both women into his arms, he easily plowed his way through the crowd until they reached the platform. Pausing before it, he gave a nod of thanks to the DM carrying his toy bag and helped the women up the steps. When the audience saw them, they started cheering and whistling, no doubt anticipating a good show.
Butterfly ran her hands over the red and black leather spanking bench with its padded and adjustable leg extensions so a sub could comfortably kneel on it. Turning away from the bench, she gave the crowd a sultry smile and let the robe slip from her fantastic body, grinning as she gave them a shy little wave.
Plucking Butterfly up, he easily placed her on the bench where she knelt on the padded leather perch with restraints. Pressing gently on her back, he urged her onto her stomach. There were additional restraints for strapping down her arms, but he ignored them. He liked his girl having use of her clever hands. The leg portions were designed to swing out wider, and he cranked them until Butterfly’s legs were spread wide enough to reveal a hint of her tiny anus. Fuck he was a lucky man.
Still wearing his robe, he moved behind her to secure her legs to the side of the spanking bench. Running his hands over the pert little globes of her bottom, he couldn’t help giving her a series of light swats. The way her spread pussy tightened up with each swat, how the little star of her anus clenched, all made the need to fuck her pound harder through his balls. He looked under the bench and found the little lever to adjust it up or down. Hitting the level with his foot, he raised it until Butterfly was in the position he wanted her.
Pinned to the bench for his pleasure.
Leaving a now naked Butterfly on the spanking bench, he motioned for Tink to follow him a few paces over to his bag.
“What are you doing?” Butterfly asked as she strained to see him.
“None of your business,” Soren said with a grin. “But since you’re so nosy, let’s give you something else to think about.”
Digging through his bag, he sorted through his toys until he found the small butt plugs. It was really not much bigger than two of his fingers, but he wanted Butterfly to feel completely penetrated, taken in every way possible. Opening the sealed baggie, he took out the smallest one, a bronze plug with a sparkly green stone on the end. He warmed it in his hand as Tink silently watched, then gave it to her along with a small bottle of lube.
“Hold these for a second, please.”
She nodded, then her gaze went wide as he turned and shrugged off his robe. He had to admit, he was vain enough to enjoy the way women reacted to him, and he gave a big stretch, flexing for the crowd. The women, and some men, in the audience whistled as he turned and gave them a wink. His cock bobbed in the air, but the only thing his dick was interested in was the mouthy little blond watching him with a small smile.
Returning to the padded bench, he took a moment to run his hand down her back, marveling at how she was at once delicate and powerful.
But as strong as she was, he had to be careful not to hurt her.
At least not on accident.
Butterfly seemed to enjoy a little bite to her pleasure, and he was more than happy to supply it.
His dick was aching by the time he reached the front of the bench where her head was. Leaning down, he gave her a soft, sweet kiss that was at total odds with the depraved ways he was about to enjoy her tight little body. He licked at her mouth, enjoying her taste and the way she moaned and suckled his tongue. When she bit his lower lip he drew back, the dominance that was part of his core rising up at her little display of defiance.
Looking over his shoulder, he found the dark eyed woman watching them closely. “Tink, I want you to take what I gave you and put it in Butterfly. Have you fisted a woman before?”
Tink quickly nodded. “Yes, Sir.”
“Good. I’m going to trust you with my girl. Be nice… but not too nice.”
“Master Soren,” Butterfly said in a soft voice. “I-um, well I tend to squirt when I’m fisted. You might want to get some towels.”
“Tink.” He looked up at the beautiful black woman running her hands over Butterfly’s bare butt. “Did you hear that?”
“Yes, Sir. I’ve made Butterfly squirt before when we’ve played.” She gave him an almost smug grin. “It makes her orgasm really hard. She shakes like she’s possessed.”
While he mentally made it his personal goal to have Butterfly squirt all over his cock someday, he nodded as a stack of towels appeared at the edge of the stage. God, he loved this club. They catered to their members in a way that made it seem like they knew what he’d need before he was even aware of it. His DM friend Brielle, who had been monitoring the main play area all night, winked as she set down another stack and backed away from the stage.
Anticipation thrummed through his veins while Butterfly watched him with a cat-got-the-cream smile as he approached. Despite being bound to the bench by her legs, she propped h
er elbows beneath her, showing off her small breasts nicely as he got nearer. When he stopped before her, she slowly licked her lips, then her eyes went wide with surprise. He looked down the line of her body to find Tink had begun to pour lube down the crack of Butterfly’s pert little slightly spread buttocks.
“Why, Master Soren,” Butterfly purred as her eyes went misty with pleasure. “Look at our luck. The bench is the perfect height for me to suck you off.”
“Serendipity.” He reached out with both hands and grabbed her pigtails. “Speaking of luck, look at this. Hair perfect for me to hold onto while I skull fuck a mouthy little sub. How much of me do you think you can take?”
“As much as you can give me.”
Her lips parted and she let out a breathy sigh as Tink began to work Butterfly’s sleek body with her fingers. He couldn’t see exactly what the other woman was doing, but he loved watching Butterfly’s reaction. If he wasn’t so fucking horny, and they weren’t in a competition, he could happily just sit back and jerk off while watching his girl come. Her nipples beaded and he reached down, pinching them tight.
“Open,” he growled, holding his cock before her lips.
With no argument she did exactly as ordered, her happy hum as she took him into her mouth all the encouragement he needed to grab her hair again like reins.
Tink held up the butt plug and he nodded, then had to try to keep from folding to the floor as Butterfly took more of him than he thought she could into her velvety mouth.
When her throat opened and closed around the head of his cock he groaned in tortured pleasure.
God be blessed, was she even human?
“That’s it,” he encouraged her in a voice like boulders grinding together as she closed her eyes, her hands holding onto his thighs while he slowly slid in and out of her mouth. “Such a good girl.”
She shivered in his grasp and he found Tink giving him a questioning look as he glanced at her. “Master Soren, Butterfly is close to orgasm. Is she allowed to come?”
In response, Butterfly sucked him in so hard he thought some of his soul might have gone down her throat, and his voice came out tight as he said, “As much as she wants.”
Butterfly pulled off his cock long enough to say, “Thank you, Master,” before taking him back down her throat again.
Tink was working the plug in Butterfly’s ass and Soren held her head completely still as she slowed her pace. She was going to get him off before he was ready if he wasn’t careful. Fisting his cock, he leaned forward so she could lick his balls, something she did eagerly. That felt amazing, so good he couldn’t help but close his eyes in bliss, missing the start of her orgasm. It wasn’t until she moaned and shivered against his balls that he looked down and watched her body flush as she bucked into Tink’s busy fingers. The butt plug was all the way in, and the other woman was focused entirely on Butterfly’s pussy.
He really wanted to watch, but there was no way on Earth he could leave the paradise of Butterfly’s mouth.
Maybe next time he could arrange to have mirrors set up, because the crowd was entranced watching Tink work her small dark hand into Butterfly’s no doubt hot pink cunt.
Butterfly coasted down from her orgasm with a sigh, reaching up and jerking his cock as she returned to licking and sucking his balls with the same eagerness as before. The woman’s endurance astounded him, and he wondered if he’d finally met a female who could keep up with his appetites. The silken slide of her tongue from his balls, over the leather, and to the base of his dick had him throwing his head back, and when she wrapped her hands around him and pumped, he came embarrassingly close to coming.
With a grunt he stepped back, giving her only the tip to lick at.
“Here we go,” Tink said as she ran a soothing hand over Butterfly’s bottom. “Relax for me, sweetie.”
Butterfly did just that, breathing out a hot gust of air on the wet tip of his erection as she pulled him closer so she could rest her head on his hip right next to his twitching shaft.
It was a strangely intimate move, and he loved giving her the support she needed as she jerked, then rocked her hips back with a moan.
“Slut,” Tink said with a giggle in her voice.
“More,” Butterfly moaned and rolled her back as she tried to rock into Tink’s fist that was now deep inside of her. “More.”
“More, more, more,” Tink said in a teasing tone. “Always more.”
Butterfly’s only response was a moan as Tink began to fist fuck the petite blonde much harder than Soren would have imagined. The small woman’s body shook as Butterfly began to shake and shiver. Gripping her hair in his fist, he forced her to look up at him as she got closer to her orgasm. The hot flush of her cheeks, the way her eyes started to roll back, the arch of her spine was erotic as hell, and when Tink pulled her arm out of Butterfly’s cunt his girl began to scream.
Her eyes closed and she seemed to convulse as a stream of clear fluid poured from her pussy before she’d even finished coming, Tink had shoved her fist back in and Soren had to watch. Moving to Butterfly’s hip, he set his hand on her lower back, pinning her and letting her know he was still in control. She softened beneath his touch, moaning as he watched Butterfly’s pussy stretched around Tink’s dark wrist.
“Fuck yeah,” he groaned. “Look at my girl, so pretty. Can you squirt again for me, Butterfly?”
“Yes, Master,” she panted, then began to moan and try to rock back into Tink’s fist.
Pre-cum dripped from the tip of his cock as he watched Tink fist Butterfly harder. Reaching down, he began to strum his fingers over Butterfly’s distended clit. In a matter of seconds she was screaming her orgasm, and he got to watch as Tink pulled away and Butterfly’s pussy convulsed. A stream of clear liquid dripped from her pussy to the floor where Tink had laid out the towels at some point.
Rubbing her clit harder, he growled, “Again!”
Another convulsion and a stream of hot liquid that coated his fingers as he pinched and pulled her clit.
“Fuck,” Butterfly screamed as he slapped her open pussy.
If he didn’t get inside of her he was going to come all over the floor, and wouldn’t that be a fucking shame.
“Tink…” He managed to keep from growling and shoving the tiny woman out of the way. “Thank you for your help, but I’ll take it from here.”
“Thank you, Master Soren,” Tink said with a sweet smile.
She picked up a towel from the pile and cleaned her arm off as she walked over to Butterfly. Tink leaned over and whispered something in the other woman’s ear while he slipped a condom on, making Butterfly smile. His girl appeared wiped out, sprawled on the bench with her eyes closed like a passed out drunk. Sweat dampened her back and as he took his place between her spread thighs behind her, he paused to lean down and give each firm little ass cheek a kiss. Displaying that nimble flexibility that he was growing to love about her, she turned and looked over her shoulder, their eyes meeting as he began to rub the tip of his now condom-covered erection through her juices.
Shit, her pussy was hot—so fucking hot it felt like he was rubbing his dick against a furnace. Even after being stretched out by her friend’s fist she was still as tight as ever as he notched the crest of his cock at her entrance. Her pussy pushed back at him, the tip rippling around his crest as he began to slowly push in. The entire time Butterfly watched him, her eyelids falling until the merest sliver of blue glittered at him as he grit his teeth.
Everything about her was perfect in a way he’d never imagined. Even if she was less than half his size, she was also his perfect fit. This was proven as he flexed his hips, pushing his cock all the way into her until he was fully sheathed. He swore he could feel the head pressing against her cervix, and the sudden image of his cum going into her womb had him releasing a hungry growl. Never in his life had he ever wanted to get a woman pregnant, but the idea of Butterfly carrying his child sent him over the edge and into a complete rut.
Gripping her hips, he began to pound into her, the bench shaking with his thrusts.
“Yes!” Butterfly screamed, his girl gripping the edges of the bench so hard her knuckles were white. “Oh fuck, yes!”
The sight of her pussy stretched around his dick was the best porn he’d ever seen.
The jewel in the base of the anal plug winked at him as he thrust faster. Giving it a tap, he was rewarded by Butterfly’s strangled cry, then the sensation of her cunt rippling up and down his cock. Fucking hell, even her pussy muscles were incredibly strong, and he made a sound that was almost a whimper as he gripped her hips and tried to hold back his own climax. He swore she even gushed a little bit as a warm, wet heat hit his balls.
“More,” she said in a broken cry. “Please, more!”
Yep, she was going to kill him.
But what a great fucking way to go.
Leaning over her, he placed his hands on the bench next to hers so his body was blanketing her small form. There was something so raunchy about fucking her tiny cunt, the way she was helpless beneath him. Her little buttocks slapped against his flat stomach as he began to pound into her again, the sizzle of lightning down his spine letting him know there was no turning back at this point. He tilted his hips and could feel the side of the small anal plug rubbing his dick as he fucked her like he hated her, and she adored every moment of it.
Another orgasm rocked her and as she screamed and shook beneath him, he bit down on her shoulder like an animal holding its mate in place.
The burning in his balls bordered on painful as an orgasm so intense it blacked out the world around him. With a roar he stood up, grabbing her hips and grinding himself into her as deep as he could go. The cum left his body in soul-shaking strikes of pleasure and he helplessly continued to fuck in and out of her, everything inside of him wanting this pleasure to continue forever.
Finally he slowed his pace, looking down and admiring the sight of their combined cum coating his cock as he rocked in and out of Butterfly’s limp form.