“Are you wet?”
Owen’s question caught her off guard. Glancing in the mirror, she ensured no one noticed the involuntary swerve she performed in the road upon hearing that question. It was rare that they spoke during the day, as all three of them were continuously busy doing what they did so well. Was she wet? That was a loaded question. Every evening, Landon or Owen inserted a butt plug into her anus to wear until they determined she was ready for the next step up. She spent Saturday and Sunday wearing the largest size that Owen had purchased. Lisa assumed he wanted her prepared for this evening, because as she got ready to leave for work, he had her bend over on the front foyer table and accept a smaller, remote controlled plug to wear throughout the day. The plug received commands from both of their cells. Going without panties and having the plug in though her daily meetings would have been enough to keep her wet even without constant anal stimulation. It was a perpetual reminder of what was in store for her on this Monday evening.
“Yes, Master.”
“Good. We’ll see you in twenty-five minutes. Please drive safely.”
“Yes, of course, Master.”
* * * *
Owen walked in the foyer and saw Lisa kneeling on the rug, her knees parted to give him a view of her pussy. She looked swollen and drenched from here and he could just imagine the pent-up frustration she felt for having had no relief all day. The week for her had probably passed rather quickly, but for him and Landon, their patience had stretched to the breaking point on numerous occasions. They both craved her with a fire that neither could ever extinguish.
“Welcome home, princess. Landon is waiting for us down in the playroom, but first, we need to replace your plug. Please stand and bend at the waist, grabbing your ankles.”
He detected a slight quiver when he mentioned the playroom and hid a smile. Lisa was about to have her first scene. They’d given her the week to become comfortable with the changes in her life, along with the discovery that she was a very sensual woman. She had no trouble having an orgasm once appropriately persuaded, and he knew that had a lot to do with the fact that she was empowered to shut down outside influences when entering their house. Their home had become a haven from the stresses that had made her daily environment such an unhealthy one. They needed to broaden that landscape to include a much wider territory. Having an anally induced orgasm was something she was hopefully about to experience this very evening. They had guided her one step at a time, and she had thrived on what they had allowed her so far. Would tonight be groundbreaking or set them apart?
Owen noticed that Lisa was becoming more graceful in her movements and also becoming more comfortable with her nudity. She was coming to trust them more and more, and he had to push aside the niggling feeling of concern of what would happen should she find out the real reason they took control of her father’s company. Would she thank them or feel betrayed by their actions? Owen pushed aside his worry as he watched her stand and lean down to grab her ankles. There was no hesitation, and he took pride in the fact that she relied on them to do what was best for her. He hesitated, thinking maybe they should tell her now.
“Master, is everything okay?”
Owen realized that he’d been standing to the side of her for longer than he’d intended, grappling with a decision that he shouldn’t make on his own. He needed to speak with Landon, but it shouldn’t be at her expense. They’d all been looking forward to this evening, when they could consummate what they’ve consistently labored toward all week. She deserved this evening and the rewards that went with it. What’s done was done and their decisions were based on Lisa’s well-being, and that was as it should be. He jerked his head to the side, as if he could shake off these unusual doubts that were creeping in. Lisa was before him, in all her glory, giving herself over to him. He was her Master. It was time to do his duty.
“Yes, princess,” Owen said as placed his fingertips on her back and followed her spine down to her buttocks as he walked around her. “I was just admiring your beauty while I was lost in remembrance. Your gradual transition has been glorious to watch and I was taking a moment to savor your grace.”
“Thank you, Master,” Lisa murmured, her voice soft, full of emotion and difficult to hear as she was speaking between her shoulder width legs. Gretel, who was usually not as social as Hansel, sauntered up to Lisa and decided that now was a great time to play with her hair. What a way to ruin the moment. “Oh!”
“Gretel!” Owen leaned down and with one hand, removed the cat’s claws, which had tangled in the blonde strands. “Stop that. Go find Hansel.”
“Meow!”
Gretel took off at a high speed, making it known she didn’t appreciate that she wasn’t allowed to play, too. Owen placed his hand on Lisa’s back and could feel her quaking, trying to control her laughter. He smiled, thankful that Landon hadn’t been the one who was standing here. Gretel would have been lucky to get out of the foyer with her rear-end intact. Wanting to bring Lisa back into the moment, Owen ran one hand through Lisa’s folds, dipping one finger into her. Sure enough, her laughter changed to a throaty, needful groan.
“I’m going to remove your plug now and replace it with something slightly different. Again, your body is ours to do with as we wish.” Owen kept one hand on her lower back as he grabbed the base of the small plug and gradually pulled it from her anus. Her sphincter didn’t want to give up the tiny toy, and he watched in fascination as the small spasms continued even without the device. He’d already prepared the larger plug that he had on the nearby table in a bowl of ice chips, but he wanted to wait until her anus was able to relax. The larger plug was made of highly polished silvery metal, enabling it to absorb the chill of the ice. There was something so erotic about watching a woman’s body accept what he decided to give it. “The faceted sides of this plug are slightly wider than the plugs that you are used to, but you will adjust and come to love the extra bite it gives.”
Lisa wasn’t aware that the plug he was about to insert was actually a high-grade stainless steel that was specially designed to be conducive to electrical play. He made sure the small black retrieval cord was coiled and tied, keeping it out of the way until it was ready to be used. The diamond-shaped plug was definitely wider than she was used to and it would be interesting to see if she could hold herself still as he pushed it into her.
“When we are done here, you will make your way downstairs to the playroom. There is a table directly in the middle in which you are to climb up on, lying flat on your back.” Owen placed the tip of the plug at her entrance and slowly inserted the toy. Her sphincter immediately parted. He looked down in between her legs and delighted in seeing her face burn with the arrival of a fresh flush of blood as she attempted to hold onto her ankles. “You will put your arms above your head, where Landon will attach the fur-lined cuffs to your wrists, binding them to the table.”
Owen had been able to push the plug in relatively easily until the wider part of the diamond-shaped plug was allowed to ease through. He could hear a slight moan coming from below. Knowing that she was becoming accustomed to the sweet sting the toy was creating, he pressed and held it still. He could feel the light sheen of perspiration that immediately coated her skin.
“You will spread your legs, and then your ankles will be secured to the bench. It is then that Landon will place a strap over your abdomen to keep you in place to receive his electrical play. Then I will be adjusting the tie-down points, which separate your legs. You see, the table allows for us to guarantee that your legs are out of the way, similar to that of a gynecological exam table. Before Landon begins, he is being kind enough to allow me to play with one of his new toys.”
Owen was well aware that she liked to hear them explain things in detail. It made her more aroused and conscious of her body, which in turn seemed to shut off any thoughts that may be distracting her. Without further delay, Owen tapped the plug inside of her, causing her anus to clinch the intruder. He was pleased to see she did
n’t move and even facilitated the invasion by pushing out. Her moan was so loud Owen had no doubt that Landon had heard it downstairs.
“What a good little princess,” Owen murmured, rubbing her lower back and giving her a chance to adjust to the burn that was slowly replacing the chill he had no doubt was lessening the nerves around her sphincter. Leaning down, he placed a kiss right above her crevice. “Now do as I say.”
“Yes, Master,” Lisa whispered, slowly standing.
He could tell the width of the plug was uncomfortable by the way she walked down the hallway. The tilt of her hips was enticing as he followed along, the silver base and coiled cord visible in her crevice. He envisioned her with a plug that was bejeweled, befitting that of a princess. Owen smiled and knew he would order one first thing in the morning. Right now, it was time to play.
Chapter Ten
This was the first time that Lisa had been allowed in the playroom, outside of the quick initial tour of the home. Lisa hadn’t realized how excited and nervous she would be entering their domain. She’d never set foot inside of a club, for the obvious reason she didn’t want anyone to see her there. If this was any kind of sample of what an actual club looked like, she’d definitely been missing out.
Various forms of BDSM furniture were situated around the dimly lit room. Lisa recognized some items from the Internet and others she didn’t. There were various implements hanging on the walls that made her cringe, yet she wasn’t so sure she didn’t want to feel the bite of their edges. If this week had taught her anything, it was that she was glad there were soft and hard limits. The spankings they delivered didn’t seem to be enough anymore. She wanted to at least try most of it before discounting anything.
“Princess, were you supposed to do something?”
Owen’s voice startled her from behind, along with his quick swat. She hadn’t realized that he’d followed her. Lisa’s anus quivered around the wide plug, instigating a leak of cream from her pussy. She took a step forward, noticing the table that he said would be situated in the center of the room. Landon was standing there, wearing nothing but a pair of button-fly jeans that had the first button undone. His bare feet were set firmly on the hardwood floor. She wasn’t as chilled down here as she was upstairs, so that must mean they had the air set at a more comfortable setting.
“Situate yourself on the table.”
Lisa inhaled a delicious aroma of leather and something else that she couldn’t place. She climbed onto the table, using the small step stool that had been placed along the side. Remembering his instructions, she placed her hands above her head and spread her legs. Landon gently took her wrists and wrapped the fur-lined cuffs around them.
“I’m going to place a blindfold over your eyes. You are to just feel this evening, nothing else.”
Lisa knew not to say anything, for Landon hadn’t asked her anything, yet wanted to inquire a thousand questions. She felt him snap something on her cuffs. She tried to move her arms down and found she couldn’t. Just as Owen had said, she was bound to the table. Although Lisa knew better than to move when they touched her body, she had always still had the freedom to. Now, that was gone and she found it heightened her arousal. Her stomach clenched as Landon slipped a black leather blindfold over her head. There was fur on the inside, making it more comfortable than Lisa would have thought. Before she had her vision denied to her, she had noticed a mirror over the table. She suspected that she wouldn’t always have a blindfold on when they used this table.
“Comfortable?”
Lisa hadn’t realized how deep his voice really was until she couldn’t see. Her hearing had been amplified, as well as her ability to feel. She felt Owen securing her ankles and then bit back a moan as he separated her legs even more. His fingertips felt coarse yet sensual as they brushed against her skin. The extenders brought her legs up as if she were actually sitting, although Owen separated them just as he promised. It didn’t even feel as if her ass was touching anything. When the strap went across her hips, she knew then that she was at their mercy.
“You seem to enjoy the restraints,” Owen said, his finger traveling through her folds. In a flash, his touch was gone. She wanted it back. “Hmmm, you taste delicious.”
Images of him licking his finger flowed through her mind. The naughty pictures made her want the blindfold removed. She knew that wasn’t going to happen. Neither Landon nor Owen was touching her now and she strained to hear what they were doing. Something on her right was moving, she thought, but couldn’t be sure. Lisa turned her head that way, thinking maybe she could hear better, but there was still silence. Her heartbeat seemed to give cadence to the stillness. She tried to stem her breathing to listen, and eventually ended up holding her breath. The movement of the plug had her exhaling in a rush.
Wait. The plug wasn’t moving, but someone was touching the base. Maybe. Lisa tensed, not knowing what to expect. Should she ask?
“Oh!”
Lisa would have moved had the strap over her hip and thighs allowed, but as it was, she was bound to the table. Tiny pulses of static electricity were being emitted from the plug, directly into her anus. It felt so good—warm yet biting.
Something light and tepid touched her breast, startling her. It trailed around her nipple, barely touching the skin with a thousand warm prickly sensations. Was it sharp or smooth? Was it round or pointed? Whoever was handling the item brought it down to the middle of her chest and then to her stomach. The vexing caress went around her belly button and then started to proceed lower. Please touch my clit with it, she thought. She imaged herself reacting to its surreal stimulation.
The electrical pulses became stronger, causing her to cry out. Her pussy was leaking, for she could feel the moisture trickling out. Why wouldn’t they touch her? Lisa wanted their fingers and hands on her, not some probe that had no depth to it. The object started back up her left side and she could have cried. How could they have her body on the verge of an orgasm with just a gadget and some electricity? And why weren’t they talking? She loved when they described things to her.
The instrument trailed up to her neck, along her jawbone, keeping its distance from her lips. A trickling sensation remained in its wake, needing more attention. The light touch continued down her left side and then followed the strap across her abdomen. Her sphincter was now involuntarily contracting around the plug, as if trying to catch the tiny fireballs that were being emitted. Her pussy tried to follow suit but was grabbing nothing but air.
When the plug started to deliver a stronger pulse, Lisa arched her back, but still couldn’t move the bottom half of her body. She clenched her fists as pleasure or pain shot through her at every angle. She lost track of time as the implement drew over her skin, but never once touched her nipples. The electrical shocks were overpowering her and against her will, her body tightened convulsively. She’d never felt anything like this, and when the plug produced a higher voltage, that telltale nerve in her leg shot its own current directly to her clit. She no longer felt the object.
“Ahhh!”
Lisa screamed through her orgasm. The electrical pulses never let up, creating deep-seated contractions that kept tearing out guttural moans from her throat. This orgasm was different than the ones she’d received for the past week. It wasn’t better or stronger, just different. It seemed as if it came from an unusual place, somewhere deep within her.
“That, my dear princess, is an anal orgasm,” Owen whispered in her left ear. “Get used to them, because I’ll be giving you a lot of that particular kind.”
Lisa was too exhausted to speak, but did manage another groan when she felt someone removing the plug. Her sphincter had such a grip on it, she wasn’t sure it could be removed. She cried out when the widest part finally slipped free.
“Now let’s warm you up and get you nice and relaxed,” Landon said softly, his tender voice coming from her right side.
“Thank you, Sir.”
Lisa let her body slacken against the
black leather and was glad for the small moment they gave her to recover. Her body felt empty without the plug, yet it was almost as if she could still feel pure energy running through her. Wait a second. What did he mean by warming her up? Lisa was relatively sure she couldn’t get hotter. She jumped when she felt something warm on her arm.
“Similar to the electrical stimulation that Owen gave you, what you feel is a violet wand. There are a number of implements that can be attached to emit different sensations. Before, I was using an indirect method with a nerve brush. Now I am operating the direct method. I’m utilizing a mushroom head made of clear glass filled with an orange neon gas along your skin. The visual for me is very stimulating. The sensation for you should be very warm and penetrating. Let the heat soak into your muscles. Feel the difference of potential between your body and the energized probe as it travels through your flesh.”
The stimulation didn’t feel anything like the plug. This felt similar to static electricity, yet not as strong or shocking as the plug. It wasn’t unpleasant, and it was certainly awakening her nerves. Landon brushed it up and down her arm, bringing it up and over her shoulder. He drew the warm implement across her upper breasts and down her other arm. The tool skimmed her flesh as it came back up, and Landon circled it around her left nipple. Lisa gave a small smile, getting used to the sensations.
“Ouch!”
Landon chuckled. What had just happened? She had felt herself relaxing, just as he’d said, when it felt like something had zapped her nipple. Electrical play. That is what Landon liked, or at least, that is what Owen said. Lisa had never been exposed to it, but now that the first shock had happened, she was astonished by how her body responded. Her nipple had hardened and sent the signal down to her clit, which had still gone untouched.
A Princess Submits [Safeword LLC 4] (Siren Publishing Sensations) Page 8