by Jp Barnaby
“Master Ethan, may I ask what the challenge is?” Not that it would matter…I had to at least try.
“That is fair, I think,” he mused. “I am going to fuck you, Jayden. The challenge is merely that you cannot come until after I do. I will not manually stimulate you.” He tilted my chin up so that I was looking into his earnest eyes. He wouldn’t hurt Lexi, not any more than he would without the game. He wanted to test my trust in him. I nodded.
“Very good, Jayden,” he said softly, acknowledging that I could have used my safe word, but I chose to trust him. “Now, come over here.” He walked over to the pulley and I noticed for the first time a complicated set of straps on the floor beneath it, similar to black cargo straps. Positioning me on all fours above the straps, he buckled them around me and cinched my wrists behind my back with another strap. I held my position on my knees, bent at the waist, with my hands bound, and as he moved the lever, the straps became taut and I started to rise.
When he moved the lever to stop my ascent, he brought black ropes over to me and efficiently bound my right ankle to my right thigh, so that my leg was folded with my foot almost touching my ass. Then, he did the same with my left. I could not move my legs. Effectively bound and suspended, my total vulnerability before Master Ethan made me incredibly hard.
Walking over to where Lexi was still on all fours, he opened the panel in his pants. Master Ethan lifted her chin and she rose up onto her knees and took his hardening cock into her mouth. Putting his hands into her hair, driving into her mouth, his eyes locked with mine as I watched her preparing him to take me. After several minutes, he let out a sharp breath and pulled out of her mouth.
As he made his way around me, I saw that he was completely hard; his erection was straining out of his pants. Licking my lips, shocked at my own wanton need for him, I found myself suddenly hopeful. If his need was greater than mine, especially because of Lexi’s talented mouth, then I stood at least some chance of succeeding in his challenge.
In keeping to his word about not manually stimulating me, he had applied the lubricant liberally to himself rather than to me, then entered me slowly while holding the straps near my hips. It was the oddest sensation, floating in mid-air, unable to move with him slowly filling me and I groaned as he pulled on the straps, pushing his cock in deeper.
And then, I started to swing.
I felt him slam against my body’s momentum, again and again, as he fucked me. Low grunts were forced out of me with each of his hard thrusts, my own erection bouncing in time with his hips. The weightless, flighty feeling made it harder to fight off my orgasm. Realizing I needed my technique, I started with the easy teams, forcing my mind away from the pleasure coursing through me. He kept up a steady rhythm and I could hear his leather clad thighs slap against the skin of my buttocks. His grunts, the slaps, the short stunted breaths fueled the fire in my groin.
I did very well, until I ran out of states.
I started over, but it didn’t require as much concentration because I’d just listed them. When I felt my orgasm building, the thought brought my pleasure into focus—the vulnerability, the straps digging into my skin and Master Ethan’s melodic voice, grunting and panting in strained outbursts behind me. Panicking, I looked around wildly, trying to find something…anything to focus on. Then, my eyes came across Lexi kneeling on the floor, watching us.
Olympia, Washington
Annapolis, Maryland
Columbus, Ohio
Master Ethan’s voice grew steadily rougher and a stream of profanity rolled from his perfect lips. The capitals were even better than the teams because it took more concentration to pull them up in my head.
Austin, Texas
Harrisburg, Pennsylvania
Jefferson City, Missouri
He let out a strangled cry and pulled back hard on the straps. As I felt him filling me, I gasped for air, still trying desperately to stave off my impending orgasm.
Saint Paul, Minnesota
Hartford, Connecticut
Finally, he released his hold on the straps and pulled away from me. I heard him panting behind me, moaning, "Fuck, Jayden," as his cum slipped down my thigh. Slowly, he moved to the lever and lowered me. As he released the ropes from my legs, and the straps from my wrists and torso, I was still painfully hard. Master Ethan ruffled my hair as I kept my head down trying to keep control of myself. Finally, he untied my hands.
"Very good, Jayden, very good," he said, grinning, and then looked down at Lexi. "He saved you from my punishment. Would you like to say thank you?" He asked her with a wink.
"Yes, Master Ethan. May I please thank Jayden?" she pleaded and he nodded. On her knees, she made her way over and pulled my chin up so that I was on my knees facing her. Looking into my face, she moved closer so that her warm soft body was pressed against mine.
"Thank you, Jayden," she said quietly and before I could respond, her lips were on mine. I was already so fucking turned on, but I couldn't refuse her as she stroked my short hair, pulling me closer to her. My arms snaked around her waist and I crushed her to me. Only then did I realize my mistake, whimpering loudly into her mouth as my hypersensitive cock rubbed against her soft stomach. I felt my orgasm rip through me and I closed my eyes tightly crying out as I came hard against her skin. As she realized what I had done, she intensified the kiss for a few seconds before pulling away. I held onto her and dropped my head onto her shoulder, panting.
"My…my…" Master Ethan said from somewhere to my right. "That must have been some kiss, Lexi." I looked up to see him smirking at me. Pulling back from her, I raised my hand in time to catch the damp towel he threw to me. He didn't look angry, so I relaxed and wiped down Lexi's stomach before quickly doing my own.
"Would you like your treat now, Jayden?" He asked with a slight smile in his voice. My head jerked up to look at him, hell, I thought that was my treat. "Yes, Jayden," he continued, while I stared at him. "You did very well tonight and you deserve a reward. So, come with me." He turned and started to walk toward the rear of the room. "You too, Lexi," he added almost as an afterthought. He led us to the thick mats we used for our more difficult positioning and then sat in a nearby chair.
"Jayden..." he started and I raised my eyes to meet his. "You may take Lexi as you please," he said, his face carefully guarded. I looked quickly at Lexi, but she was looking at Master Ethan. Something changed in her expression and her face softened as she turned to look at me. I held my hand out to her…silent, questioning and nodding. She took my hand.
I laid her down in the center of the matted area and rested my body gently on top of hers. Again, I caught her eye to see if this was okay and she smiled before wrapping her arms around my neck. I rested on one forearm and stroked her cheek with my fingers. “You are so beautiful, Lexi,” I whispered, just for her. Pulling me down onto her, she kissed me, my body responded and my fingers entwined in her long mahogany hair. It had been so long since I’d been with a woman like that. Well, I’d never been with a woman quite like Lexi, but I mean just having sex with a woman—doing what felt natural rather than as I was instructed.
Because I’d just come, it took a while for me to get hard, but I wouldn’t waste the chance to be with Lexi like that, not for the world. When I nudged my cock against her, she pushed me back for just a second and looked into my face.
“Jayden, I’ve never…” she began and then faltered.
“Never what, honey?” I asked her gently, still running my fingers lightly over the soft lines of her face.
“I’ve never made love before, it’s always been…I…well…and I was a virgin when I came to Master Ethan. I’ve been with him for two years and I’ve never been with anyone else. Would you make love to me, Jayden?” she asked hesitantly and then buried her face in my neck shyly. How could she possibly be shy now? We’d seen each other in the most intimate of ways. She seemed to be slightly embarrassed at her request, but really there was no need to be, there was nothing I wanted more.
“Are you ready, honey?”
She nodded before I entered her gently. Pulling me harder into her with her legs, she moaned. I started a slow pace, but gradually started to move harder and faster within her. She felt so fucking good, I couldn’t help myself. Reaching down, I pulled her legs a little higher so I could go deeper.
It didn’t take long at all before she shuddered beneath me and, when her back arched and her hips drove up into mine, she all but lifted me off her. Then I heard her incoherent whimpers and cries being forced from her, interspersed with my name. My name, not his. The sounds coming from me were no more coherent and I buried my face in her neck as I filled her. We were both panting and covered with a sheen of sweat when our orgasms finally started to subside. Then reality returned…I remembered where we were. I looked over to the side.
Ethan had left the room.
Chapter Five
Lexi and I were on our knees in position, awaiting our instructions. Our guests were due to arrive in just over an hour and we were both anxious to begin. Master Ethan had opened a large panel on the wall and booted a computer there. As we sneaked glances, he put in a disc and loaded a player of some sort. He closed the panel and turned on the music. Listening to the chords drift through the expanse of the room, he stood looking out of the window for several long moments before coming over to us.
Lexi and I spent the next half hour getting each other ready for our visitors. It was oddly comforting to sit and brush her long hair or rub oil into her skin. Her tiny hands felt like heaven as she rubbed the scented oil into my thighs. When we were finally ready, we positioned ourselves on our knees for Master Ethan and he smiled at us. He did not seem to be angry and I wondered again briefly why he’d left the room last night if he so enjoyed the sight of us.
I was brought from my reverie when he picked up a case from a nearby table and set it in front of us. As we watched, he opened the case and removed two handsome leather collars. He held them out for us to examine and I saw that just as our cuffs carried an engraved crest, so did the collars. The crest was centered at the front of the leather band and a sturdy D-ring was embedded near the back, with inconspicuous fastening on the side for buckling. He brought the first collar to Lexi and she held her hair back while he buckled it into place and secured it with a small lock. He then removed her wrist cuff and completed the same process with me. A light shudder rippled through me as the lock clicked into place. Once my wrist cuff was removed, he put both cuffs into the case and said, “You will wear my collar for the duration of the weekend.”
I would have thought that the collar would feel stiff or intrusive. Instead, it felt…right, natural. It gave me an odd sense of pride that I didn’t quite understand, because I had been collared like a dog. Granted, the collar basically forced me to hold my head high, but it felt like it was more than that. I chanced a peek at Lexi and was unsurprised to find that the collar only enhanced her naked beauty. She, too, looked proud to wear Master Ethan’s collar. Kneeling in front of Lexi, he examined her, scrutinizing every part of her beautiful body and finally murmuring “perfect” under his breath before pinching her nipples and making them hard. Lexi did not make a sound and he smiled. Next, he moved in front of me and looked me over, smiling appreciatively, and then reached down to stroke my already straining cock.
Just then, we heard the bell downstairs and Master Ethan shared a meaningful look with each of us before leaving the room. Lexi and I remained in perfect positioning for his absence, which lasted several minutes. When he returned, he was followed by two people I had never seen before. They were both predictably clad in leather pants and button up shirts. The man was tall, clean-shaven and well built, with short brown hair and dark brown eyes. He was handsome in a rugged kind of way. The woman was small, with short black hair and piercing blue eyes. She was petite with nice proportions, but I only got a glance before I returned my gaze to the floor.
“Mistress Nicole, these are my subs, Jayden and Lexi,” he indicated each of us in turn and stroked the shadow of my hair as he spoke. I was shocked, I think because of my experience with Master Ethan and Lexi, that I expected the man to be the Dom, not the tiny woman. But, given my limited experience in this world, I guess it shouldn’t surprise me.
“A male sub, Ethan? I’m surprised. When you wore my collar, I didn’t get the impression that you were overly fond of male companionship,” she said with a smile in a soft perfect soprano. Master Ethan had been a sub? He’d been her sub? That explained why he was so determined for us to do well. He wanted his former Mistress to be proud of him. This strengthened my determination to perform well.
“But he is exquisite,” she murmured, walking around me and running her small hands over my hair, making me a little nervous. What if I made a mistake today?
“This is my sub, Ryan,” she said and I looked up briefly to see that the man was naked except for a nondescript leather collar and had assumed a position similar to ours. Before I looked back down, I observed that she did not treat him with any measure of affection.
She eyed us speculatively as she began to circle us, touching me, and I assumed Lexi as well, in random places and then said, “I’m curious, Ethan. As I don’t generally collar female subs, I’m interested in their interaction. Male subs tend to be competitive and jealous. Do you find the same with a male/female pair?” She sounded honestly curious and I saw Master Ethan smile.
“Let me show you,” he said and went to the large panel in the wall he’d been working with earlier. He pressed a button and a portion of the wall retracted to reveal a plasma TV. He cued up the disc he’d put in and, suddenly, Lexi and I were on the large screen, right in the middle of our lovemaking last night. Sneaking a peek at Lexi, as Master Ethan and Mistress Nicole critiqued our performance, blushing, she returned my look and then winked. I couldn’t help but grin, but snapped my head forward again when I heard my name and found them fucking watching me. My heart rate escalated, knowing that I had been caught breaking position to look at Lexi, but they seemed to have other things on their minds.
“Come here, Jayden,” Mistress Nicole said in a beautifully commanding tone. After I made my way to her on my knees and assumed my position at her feet, she smiled down at me then said, “Master Ethan has consented to a little play time for us today. What do you think of that?”
“I am honored, Mistress,” I said and leaned forward to kiss the top of her leather shoe. She stroked my head absently, apparently lost in thought, and then looked at Master Ethan.
“Do you have any grapes, Ethan?” she asked, still stroking my hair. He said that we did and went downstairs to get them. We waited in a fairly awkward silence for him to return. She looked down at me and complimented, “You convey a beautiful aura of submission.” She patted my head as if I were her puppy and continued, “Ethan tells me this is your first collar?”
“Yes, Mistress.”
Master Ethan came back into the room with a small bowl filled with red seedless grapes and Mistress Nicole smiled. “Ryan, come,” she barked at him and I cringed from the lack of warmth in her tone. It was like Ryan was not even a pet—because you would be kinder to a pet. Master Ethan always treated us well, even when we needed to be punished or trained. But Ryan came quickly, yet gracefully on his knees and stopped just beside me. I could feel the hostility radiating from him and it was evident in every line of his face that he did not like that Mistress Nicole had taken so easily to me.
“Now, we’re going to play a little game. You like games, don’t you boys?” she asked, almost playfully looking only at me.
“Yes, Mistress,” Ryan and I replied almost simultaneously.
“Wonderful!” she cried and clapped her hands together as if we had the option of refusing. “The object of our game is quite simple. I will throw grapes into the air for you to catch. The one who catches the most will be given the honor of pleasing me. Is that clear?” she asked, as if she were speaking to small children.
“Yes, Mistress,” we replied again in unison. Without warning, she tossed a grape into the air and I launched myself up off my knees to catch it in my mouth.
“Very good!” she said approvingly, as I thanked my parents for my years on the soccer field. Then, she turned around and looked disdainfully at Lexi. “You, girl—keep score. You can count?” she asked scathingly.
“Yes, Mistress,” Lexi replied without emotion or emphasis. I nearly growled at Mistress Nicole for speaking to Lexi in such a manner, but Master Ethan seemed carefully indifferent. Mistress Nicole threw another grape in the air, closer to Ryan this time. His erection bobbed as he jumped to catch the grape. I looked over to Master Ethan and he was scowling. I realized it wasn’t all about pleasing Mistress Nicole; I needed to please Master Ethan too. I had to win. Mistress Nicole threw two grapes in succession this time. They were directed between us, but closer to Ryan. Launching myself in front of him, I snagged both. Master Ethan smiled in approval and Lexi winked, while Ryan growled. I was certain this was about to get much more difficult.
Mistress Nicole launched four more grapes to various points over our heads and, while I got one, Ryan got the other three. “What’s the score, girl?” Mistress Nicole asked impatiently.
“It’s tied at four each, Mistress,” Lexi answered.
“Okay then, boys, here’s a few more as a tie breaker!” She laughed and threw grape after grape into the air and I didn’t even bother to watch Ryan or the grapes I couldn’t reach. I just bounded up, again and again, fielding everything that came near me. I pushed my body and my reflexes as hard as I could; I was determined to shine for Master Ethan.