"AHH... “She hissed in a breath. He pulled the chain until she had no choice but to lean closer.
"There's a good girl." Simon kissed her, fiercely. He pulled on the chain again, and Kira whimpered and cried into his mouth.
Then, he led us to his bed.
Simon had a wonderful body. His skin was dark and smooth, and smelled like wood smoke and the musk of an animal. He had enough hair to be manly, but not so much as to seem unkempt. His right arm had a sleeve of Mayan tattoos, and he worked out enough to keep himself in shape.
His cock was wonderful.
I straddled him, and his hands were on my hips, I couldn't help but moan as he slid himself inside me, holding me tightly. Then, before he truly started thrusting, Kira straddled his face. I could smell her musk; it was like mist off the ocean. Her bright eyes were tearing up, and I could tell the clamps were hurting her.
"Hold on." I mouthed the words, and she nodded. Settling back, I saw her eyelids flutter as Simon began to work her clit. He noisily licked and mouthed at her wetness, and then moaned as I began to ride him.
"Your bitch is delicious, little ‘Tasia." He thrust himself into me. I hated that I loved his cock, but I did. Simon had an animalistic way of fucking, and even with me straddling his cock, he was clearly in control. He held my hips and pumped himself into me, and I couldn't help but moan.
"Thank you, Daddy." I didn't know if I was thanking him for his compliment or his cock, but it didn't matter.
"Pull on her clamps, little bitch. Pull on her tits until she cries. I want to see how wet she gets while you torture her pretty nipples."
Kira's eyes were wide. Whatever Simon was doing to her pussy was certainly putting her under. I leaned forward and kissed her, her lips were like rose petals, her breath like a kitten's gasps.
"I'm going to have to hurt you, baby girl." My voice was a whisper, staggered by my own gasps.
"I know, Mistress." She was so pretty when she pouted. I could see the clamps had a fierce grip on her nipples. She gasped as I took the chain. I pulled it, and watched her eyes fill with tears. "Please...."
I leaned in again, keeping the chain taut. I kissed her as Simon fucked me, moaning against her mouth. His hands were like a vise on my hips, and his cock sent waves of red heat through my body. His fucking was like drums in the night, was relentless, savage. His pubic bone hit my clit with every thrust, and I was whimpering.
"Cry for me, little bitch." I pulled the clamps again, and she squealed. I could feel Simon tense at the sound. "Show me how much you are willing to let me hurt you."
"Yes, Mistress." She drew in a breath, and I kissed her again.
"Tell me what he is doing."
Her eyes rolled back. "His mouth is amazing, Mistress. He... oh, he's lapping at my clit. It's so soft...." Her hips were rocking back and forth. I pulled on the chain again, making her lean in and kiss me. Her tongue was warm and wet, as Simon continued thrusting inside me; I realized that if I didn't slow down, I was going to come.
"Daddy, you're going to make me come on your cock." My voice was little more than a whimper. I held Kira's eyes so she could see what he was doing to me. In the meantime, she was grinding her hips backwards onto his face, sighing and gasping.
"Not yet you aren't, little bitch." He stopped thrusting, and moved his hands from my waist to my nipples, he pinched and twisted, and I gasped. "Neither of you are coming before I say. Do you understand?"
Fuck. His grip was strong. Tears sprung to my eyes. Still, the pain wasn't unbearable, and I felt my nectar gush. I can't help it- I do enjoy some amount of pain.
"Yes Daddy. I understand."
"Good. Now ride my cock."
I began to rock my hips back and forth feeling him push deeply into my wetness. He kept his fingers on my nipples.
I loved it.
I hated to admit how good his cock felt. I bit my lower lip as he thrust into me, stifling a loud moan.
"Mistress." Kira was mewling. "Oh, Mistress. I need to come on his face."
I pulled the chain and she whimpered. "No, little bitch."
"He... oh. Oh fuck, mistress." Her voice was a high pitched whine. "His tongue feels so good. I... I need...."
I was going to come soon myself if I didn't watch it. "You can’t come, Kira. Not until Daddy says you can."
Simon chuckled. His hands left my nipples, and found her hips. He pulled her towards his face, and buried his face in her.
"Oh. Oh fuck, Daddy. I need...oh, I need to come for... for you. Please. Please let me..." She was wildly rocking back and forth on his face, her voice a high pitched squeal. I...I... oh please."
I pulled on her clamps, and she cried out. "No, baby girl. You can't come yet." My own voice was little more than a ragged moan. Simon's cock was like a storm in my body. I felt myself start to spasm and clench around him.
That was when I realized.
Simon was never going to give us permission to come. That wasn't what he wanted. No, he wanted to punish us. He wanted to fuck us and make one of us come without permission. It was Master Victor's greatest sin. Simon could easily tell our Daddy that we had come without permission, and Master Victor would be embarrassed.
If we came without permission, Simon could punish us, could punish us severely. He could use the build-up, could cane us until we couldn't walk. As I watched him eat Kira, as I saw her writhe and moan and beg, I realized that Simon could not have planned this on his own. No outsider knew Master Victor’s rules.
No. Autumn had told him exactly what to do.
"Fuck, Daddy.... yes. Please eat my... eat my pussy, Daddy." Kira was moaning, her eyes rolled back in her head. Her hips were serpentine, writhing on his face. I could see how she was trembling, could smell her scent in the air.
No. I couldn't let it be her.
I pulled on her clamps again, harder this time. It was harder than I had ever pulled clamps that were on her nipples. As I did, I learned forward, and forced her mouth into mine.
Kira screamed into my mouth.
My hand drifted down between my thighs. Of course, Simon hadn't given me permission to rub myself, but I didn't care. I rocked myself on his thick cock, feeling hot threads of pleasure begin to ripple through my body.
"Oh... Daddy..." My fingers flew. I let my eyes drift shut and focused on my pleasure. His cock was pounding into me, and I felt wave after wave of pleasure and joy course through me. I kissed Kira again, and let up on the clamps. She sighed into my mouth. Her kiss was soft and sweet, and I explored her mouth with my tongue.
Oh. I was going to come.
I fucked myself onto Simon's cock, moaning for him. I moaned his name, and begged to come.
"Please Daddy. Please let me come on your cock. Let me show you how a good little whore worships her Daddy's thick cock. Oh... Oh, Daddy..."
Kira was moaning too, and I stifled her sweet cries with my mouth. As I came, I whimpered into Kira's mouth. I let her big green eyes watch me as I trembled and shook. My body clenched Simon's cock, and I began to whimper.
"Oh...Oh, God...."
I kept my eyes on Kira; on her beautiful, perfect lips, on her perky breasts. I thought of all the times I had used her mouth, and remembered what it felt like to bury my hand in her hair and make her rim my ass. Every muscle in my legs was trembling, and I was babbling nonsense. Then...
I screamed.
"OH. Oh Daddy! Yes! Thank you! Oh...oh, God..." I felt my nectar cover his erect cock. Kira held me as I came, sighing and moaning as Simon licked her pussy. I was wrapped in her softness, in her scent, as my body convulsed and trembled.
Moments passed with her holding me. Soon, Simon stopped tonguing her.
"Did you come, ‘Tasia?"
I whimpered. "Yes, Daddy. I came on your cock."
"Tell your toy to get off of my face."
I nodded at Kira, and she moved. Her limbs were stiff.
Simon sat up. He grabbed my dark hair with his hand and squeezed. It hurt. It was ob
vious that he meant to hurt me.
"I'm going to have to punish you, ‘Tasia."
I whined. "Yes, Daddy. I know."
He kissed me then. It was passionate, and fierce. I could taste blood where his teeth pressed against my lips.
"I'm going to hurt you, baby girl. I'm going to make you spend the night hurting." He eyed Kira. "And I'm going to make your little bitch watch."
"Yes, Daddy. Thank you, Daddy." Kira's eyes flickered towards me. I watched as she realized what I had done. By coming before her, I had made certain that Simon tormented me, and not her.
He smiled. "I am going to enjoy this very much, little whore."
It was hard not to cry. "Yes, Daddy."
Autumn’s Fall
Autumn was waiting for us.
She looked positively wicked. She was dressed in form-fitting black leather, with a stunning black and red corset. Her makeup was heavy around the eyes, and her lips were a brilliant scarlet. Her hair was in a high ponytail, and her smile was so sharp I thought it would cut me.
"Hello, puppy." Her words were a satisfied purr. She looked me up and down, her smile widening.
"Hello, Mistress Autumn." Simon was holding my arms behind my back, pinning them. My hair was a tussled mess, and my dark make-up ran from around my eyes. He held me so that my breasts arched out in front of me.
"I hear you've been a bad puppy." She walked toward me, and placed a finger under my chin. She held my eyes with hers.
"Yes, Mistress. I came without Daddy's permission." I knew that she hadn't 'heard' anything. Simon and she had arranged it all.
Still, I cast my eyes downward. Still, I seemed repentant. I bit my lip and softly whimpered. "What are you going to do?" My voice was kitten-soft.
She walked next to me. Her breath was in my ear. I struggled against Simon, but it was to no avail. He chuckled.
"We're going to hurt you, little puppy. We're going to make you beg and scream and bleed. We will use your sweet little body, and let Kira watch." She nibbled my ear. "We'll see how dominant she thinks you are after watching you cry and beg for a few hours."
Simon leaned over and whispered into her ear. Autumn’s smile grew as she looked at him.
“Or that. Perhaps that would be better.”
Simon had brought Kira down first. She was still in her short, wispy dress. He hadn't bothered to take it off of her while he fucked her. Now, she was strapped to a far wall, her arms and legs held fast. Her hair was a wild red puff around her face, and I could see her brilliant green eyes from where I stood.
Autumn's hand caught my chin again. She turned my head to face her.
"Me, little puppy. Look at me." She grinned. "Kira can't help you, and neither can Master Victor. You're all ours tonight."
I whimpered, and tears came to my eyes.
2
The candlelit room had been outfitted just for such an occasion. It was impressive. There were padded benches and implements of all kinds along one wall. Kira was tied on the other wall.
But that wasn't for me. No. There was wicked hook in the ceiling, and that was where they wanted me. Simon spun me around, devouring me with his dark eyes.
"Arms over your head, sweetling." I kept my eyes on his as I raised my arms over my head. He traced his fingers along my breasts, his grin widening.
"I love the way your sweat smells when you're afraid."
I raised my arms, beseeching him with my eyes. I bit my lip. "P...Please Daddy."
He grinned. "I love your begging, little whore. You're going to keep me hard all night with your crying little mouth."
Autumn was tying my elbows together, with my arms stretched over my head. She left a loop on one end, and tossed it over the hook. It only took a few moments, but when she was done, I was helpless. My tiptoes barely touched the floor. I blew my hair out of my eyes, and slowly spun so I could see Simon.
"What now, Daddy?" I pouted at him, blinking my big wet eyes.
Autumn wrapped her arms around me; I felt her breasts against my back. Her whisper was a sinister purr.
"Now I put some of Daddy's clamps on your body, naughty little girl." Her fingers traced up my sides. I felt the metal chain before I saw them. She nibbled on my neck.
Then, my nipple was in agony. I sucked in my breath, trying not to cry out, but it was to no avail.
"Please, Daddy." I looked into Simon's dark eyes. They were flat, unreadable.
"Daddy is the one who wants to watch you cry, little puppy." She snaked a hand up, attaching another clamp to my left breast. Gently she pulled on the chain, and I started to cry. "Daddy is the one who decided what should be done with you.”
Weeks ago, maybe. I thought to myself. I've been with him tonight, Autumn. He didn't plan anything tonight.
But I said nothing. The pain in my breasts was like white fire. Autumn walked around in front of me, smiling viciously. She held up something small and silver.
It was a single clamp.
"No." I was shaking my head frantically. "Please, Mistress. Don't."
Her smile only grew wider. "We'll do as we please, puppy." She caressed Simon's face. "You're going to hang here with three clamps on you.” She gave Kira a glance. "You'll hang here and hurt, while you watch what we do to Kira."
Kira whined behind her but Autumn didn't notice.
"No, Au- Mistress. Please. Kira didn't do anything. Kira was a good girl." My mind raced. "I was the one who came without permission. I was the one who was bad. Punish me."
Her smile was a terrible thing. It was a sadistic work of art. "We are, puppy." She put her hand to my face and kissed me. "You're going to hang here, in agony, and watch what we do to Kira. You're going to listen to her cry and beg." She leaned to my ear, whispering. "But her begging will do no good, puppy." Her eyes met mine. "I'm going to cane her until she can't walk. I'm going to let Simon fist her ass."
She reached between my thighs, and caressed me. I groaned, in spite of myself. Her fingers were talented, dancing on my sweet nub.
"Please." I panted.
"No," She smiled at me. "I am going to enjoy this very much."
Simon held me while Autumn put the clamp on my clit. I bit my lip, hoping it wasn't one of Master Victor's special ones, with the fierce spring.
Of course, it was.
I screamed. I screamed like I had never screamed before. I saw fire bursts behind my eyes. It was agony. The clamp bit at me, bit at my clit.
Autumn kissed my forehead, ignoring my wailing. Simon leaned in close.
"That's a good girl." I licked his face, supplicating. He only smiled.
"Stand here and hurt, little bitch." Autumn turned from me. "Stand and hurt while we ruin your little fuck toy. Learn what it feels like to have her taken from you."
I sobbed. It was all I could do.
Unless you have been a submissive, a true submissive, it will be impossible for you to understand what happened next. I will, however, try.
I had intensely fierce clamps on both my nipples and my clit. These were not simply clothespins, or even traditional clover clamps. Master Victor had them specially made, and they were designed for pain. The ones on my nipples were bad enough, but the one on my clit was agony. Waves of dull, throbbing pain burned their way through my body, and all I could do was cry and writhe. No matter how I twisted my naked body, however, the pain was relentless.
Then, there was the mental side. I was absolutely helpless. I was naked. Two people were completely in control of my body, and they could do with me as they wished.
I was a toy.
My pleasure, my pain, belonged to them.
They could beat me, whip me, or cane me.
Or, they could hold me down and kiss me, while making me come uncontrollably, over and over.
That was the key to my arousal- the powerlessness. I know for many people it's impossible to understand. Did I enjoy the pain?
No, in no way did I enjoy the sharp, scarlet pain. But the idea? The thought of being so
meone's fuck toy, being something to be used and discarded? Being tied, naked and whimpering, while a powerful man and beautiful woman decided how to use me, with no regard for what I wanted?
Yes. That was fucking hot.
So I hung there, literally shuddering from the pain, with mascara tears running down my face. Yet at the same time, my nectar gushed down my thighs. My body understood what the pain meant, knew on some deep level that this hurt meant it was time for my body to be used, time to be bent over and fucked until I screamed.
So it was that I watched them, as I wet my own thighs, whimpering and crying.
"Are you ready to be a good girl?"
Kira nodded, looking up at Autumn. The look on her pretty face was one of sheer terror.
Simon unlatched Kira's hands, and then her ankles. She sank into a crouch, and then moved to her knees. She looked up at Autumn. "May I service you with my tongue, Mistress?"
Autumn laughed musically. "Such a good little whore." She ran her fingers through Kira's hair, and then squeezed. Kira whimpered. "Come along, little whore."
Then, she dragged my girl across the floor.
Simon had moved one of the short, padded benches, and was now reclining on it. Autumn dragged her mouth to his thick cock.
"You will service Simon, little whore." She released Kira's hair, only to have Simon push his thick fingers through her red curls.
"Let's see how your wet little mouth feels." Simon growled as he pushed himself between her lips. Kira began sucking him wetly, eagerly, hoping to please. She kept her large wet eyes focused upon him, servicing him with her mouth.
"That's a good whore." Autumn trailed her fingers down Kira's back, smiling. I could hear Kira's mouth working Simon, could hear his moans as he fucked her mouth.
Then, Autumn looked at me.
She smiled, and reached down behind a bench. She pulled out a slender rod of bamboo, and her smile grew wicked.
It would do no good to say anything; she would only punish Kira the more if I did. I could only watch.
Kira was completely unaware of what Autumn was doing. Her eyes were drifting shut as she suckled Simon's cock. I knew the feeling. She was losing herself in the act of servicing him. He looked at Autumn, and dug his fingers deeper into Kira’s hair. He pushed his cock deeper, fucking her throat. I saw her eyes water, saw her cheeks blush as he thoroughly took her, fucking her mouth fiercely. She couldn't control her drooling, couldn't stop her nose from running and her eyes from tearing up.
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