The Forbidden Room 01 - The Forbidden Room

by J P Barnaby

  “So, why did you choose to accept my ultimatum?” he asked with a smirk. “I really had no intension of throwing you out of the house.”

  “Deep down, I think I knew that. But, to be honest what I saw in the room excited me. The thought of you in that room excited me. The thought of you and the beautiful girl I’d seen going down the hall with you really excited me. It also scared the hell out of me. In the end, I guess one won out over the other and I ended up glad that it did.” I said shyly, grinning slightly. He stood up then, starting to head toward the stairs.

  “I’m glad it did too,” he said as he passed, tousling my hair before heading up to bed.

  * * *

  Lexi was subdued as we prepared for the next visitor. We were still wearing our collars, and I brushed her hair tenderly.

  When Master Ethan wasn’t looking, I placed a gentle kiss on her cheek. She smiled, and stroked my calf from where she was sitting at my feet. After a few minutes, we changed position, and she brushed my hair gently with one hand stroking my neck as she did so. Then, we applied the oil to each other’s bodies as we had done the day before. Within the hour we were ready for Master Ethan’s new guests. I wondered briefly if this was a regular occurrence, if we would often need to perform like circus animals for his friends. Then I shook my head, this is the life I’ve chosen and it is what I want. I will do what I need to in order to please him.

  “Lexi?” Master Ethan asked as he came over to us. Rushing forward on her knees, she pressed her forehead to the floor at his feet before he knelt and pulled her shoulders up so that they were eye to eye. “You understand your mistake from yesterday?” She nodded. “Our guest today does not like to play such games, but he is coming specifically for you. You will please him, won’t you my Lexi?”

  “Yes, Master Ethan,” she said, a single tear falling down her cheek. Given my experience with failing him, I knew it was because he had called her his Lexi. It was a tear of relief that he was no longer angry with her. He wiped her tear away and kissed her on the forehead. Taking a few deep breaths, she tried to calm herself before returning to her position next to me.

  “Jayden, I’m not sure you’ll have much to do today besides help me with Lexi. He has never collared a male sub. It’s not his thing,” he said, stroking my hair. “But, did you learn from Lexi’s mistake yesterday?” I nodded quickly and he smiled, just as the bell sounded downstairs. Master Ethan looked at Lexi and noticed that she was still silently crying.

  “Jayden, I’m going to go downstairs and welcome our guests. Can you finish getting her ready? I can give you about ten minutes.” I knew what he needed of me, and as soon as the door closed, I took Lexi’s face in my hands.

  “It’s alright, sweetheart, he’s not mad,” I whispered, my hands combing through her hair.

  “I just...w...wanted to….” she started between her small sobs, but faltered. Apparently, Master Ethan did not get angry with her often if this was her reaction.

  “Well, it will please Master Ethan if you perform well for his guests today. Right, Lexi?” I suggested gently, and she nodded her breathing coming back under control. “Can I help you get ready, honey?” Again, she nodded and I leaned toward her, my eyes falling to her soft pink lips. My breathing sped slightly in anticipation. I reached for her, and put one hand against the small of her back and the other behind her neck. Our kiss started off softly at first, but intensified quickly. We broke apart after a moment, and my lips went to her ear. “Do you remember one of our last kisses Lexi? The kiss where you made me so excited I came all over your stomach?” Moaning, she kissed me again as I ran my fingers very lightly down her back, and she shivered. Her nipples hardened and I felt them against my chest. “That’s it….” I murmured as my fingers trailed down over her soft buttocks. Suddenly, she pushed her hips forward, pressing her soft skin right against mine, and I gasped into her mouth. She giggled and pulled back just as I heard the knob rattle.

  We both jerked back into our positions as the door opened and Master Ethan came through with his guest. The man that walked into our room was striking, tall with light brown hair flecked with grey, and beautiful soft brown eyes. His body was lean and he had a calm, peaceful air about him. Dressed in jeans and a beige sweater, he looked casual, approachable, more like a college professor than anything else. Thinking about this man as a Dom surprised me.

  “Stephen, these are my subs Jayden and Lexi.” Ethan indicated each one of us with a soft pat on the head. We obediently kept our eyes down, and as our names were called we each dropped to rest our forehead on the floor in front of him.

  “Very nice, Ethan,” Stephan said approvingly. “I’m sorry that Virginia wasn’t able to be here with us, she wasn’t feeling well. Thankfully, her pregnancy is going as well as can be expected. She insisted that I come anyway, she knows how … difficult it is for me without her service.”

  “I’m sure,” Master Ethan said with a smile in his voice. I imagined that he had one eyebrow cocked and had that wicked smirk well in place.

  “Quite,” Master Stephen countered with a laugh. They walked around the playroom as Master Ethan gave him a brief tour. It seemed that Master Stephen was trying to decide how best to utilize our services today. I heard Master Ethan say that something was acceptable to him, and they came back. Each was carrying several lengths of the black rope from the far wall, Master Stephen also had Lexi’s red ball gag in his hand.

  “Stand,” Master Ethan instructed us, and we complied immediately. “Jayden – go to the wide table closest to the door. Lie on it and wait for me. Lexi – come here.” We did as we were instructed, and from my position on the table, I still had a good view of the three of them near the center of the room. Master Ethan was holding Lexi’s arms over her head, and after Master Stephen stroked Lexi’s face once or twice with his free hand, he smiled at her as he uncoiled a long piece of rope. I watched in total fascination as he wound the rope intricately around Lexi’s bare torso. The elegant black rope began to frame and outline different parts of her in a beautiful and erotic fashion. The creamy ivory skin of her breasts contrasted sharply with the black lines of rope encircling them. When he forced the taut ropes between her legs, she barely stifled her gasp. The tight bindings outlined her sex beautifully with one line pulled hard on either side. The pressure of the ropes forced her open and she shivered, unclear if her reaction was from the temperature of the room or the exposure.

  When he finished with the bindings on her torso, the pattern faintly resembled a chain linked fence interwoven without a single knot. It was elegant, artistic, and beautiful and I couldn’t decide which I wanted more – to be able to master that kind of art, or to be its canvas. He turned Lexi slowly, and I saw that her back was just as intricate, as beautifully vulnerable as her front. Master Stephen brought Lexi’s arms down gently behind her and began the same process again on her arms with a shorter length of rope, binding her at the wrists, the elbows, and then only slightly farther up her delicate arms.

  He stroked her hair gently as Master Ethan pulled it back so that Master Stephen could affix her gag. Then, they turned her to face me. She was glorious in her bondage, a goddess in human form, and I wished I could photograph her in this moment, not only for myself, but for her. With her legs unbound, they led her over to where I lay. As Master Stephen began to put Lexi’s hair up in a soft bun, Master Ethan tied my arms above my head, and my ankles to a bar. Unlike my first day in the room, he left my legs down and secured them to the table so that my knees were bent and open, and my feet were planted firmly on the table. It was only then that I realized what was coming, and incredibly, I got harder.

  They lifted her onto the table and positioned her over me. Pulling her legs wide apart, she was pushed down slowly over the head of my hardened sex, she felt so good around me that I bit back a moan as my eyes rolled back. She held perfectly still and I fought hard against the urge to thrust myself up into her. The sound of the crop on her skin caught me by surprise as I fel
t her tighten around me for just a second, and she closed her eyes. Finally releasing a moan, I tried to touch her, forgetting for a moment that I was bound. With each subsequent lick of the crop on her skin, her warm, wet sex clenched around me, such delicious torture. I watched as Master Stephen whipped her buttocks, her thighs, and her breasts. After a while, Master Ethan held up one hand and he stopped.

  Master Ethan put his lips to Lexi’s ear and asked in a low sultry voice, “Does that feel good, my Lexi?” Throwing head back, she groaned into the gag, nodding. “Tell me what you want, Lexi….” He murmured into the skin of her neck, his hands trailing very lightly between the ropes on her skin. Whimpering into the gag, she opened her eyes and looked at him. As his fingers reached her breasts, he whispered, “Do you want to fuck him, my Lexi? Do you want to ride him?” She whimpered again, nodding, and he pushed down hard on her shoulders and she sunk down onto me fully. My entire length was now buried in her. Master Ethan held her shoulders so that we stayed like that for a few moments. In my mind, I was begging him to let her ride me. I wanted it so fucking badly.

  “Work yourself on him, Lexi, use him,” he commanded in that wickedly powerful tone. He stepped backwards and watched as Lexi began to move. It was a challenge for her, bound as she was, but she used her muscles in her legs to work herself in long hard strokes on my aching sex. I groaned softly at the intense feeling of her on top of me, coupled with the viciously erotic sight of her bonds. She had just found a steady rhythm, one that was making me weak in the knees, she moaned with each thrust, and Master Stephen had moved to stand against a nearby table watching, while Master Ethan was now standing behind Lexi. His hands moved, and she cried out behind her gag, I looked down and noticed that he was sliding his fingers into her rectum. After a moment, I could feel his fingers inside of her as she slid down onto me. It was depraved and decadent, but it excited me and my hips began to thrust up into hers of their own volition. Once he had properly prepared her, he pushed her forward bending her at the waist. Her movements stilled, and she groaned loudly as he entered her.

  “Your turn to move those sweet little hips Jayden.” Master Ethan said in a strained voice. “Orgasm when you’re ready.” In my restraints, it was difficult, but I saw why he had tied me with my feet planted on the table. I grabbed the ropes above my bound wrists for any measure of leverage and thrust my hips up as well as I could. When my eyes found Lexi’s face, I saw her total wanton abandon and a feeling of lust shot through my stomach and straight to my overexcited cock. Her muffled grunts and cries as she was repeatedly and alternately filled just drove that frenzied lust higher. She closed her eyes then and I knew she was trying to hold off her orgasm. Seeing her working so hard, feeling her tightening, hearing her muffled cries, and feeling Master Ethan as we were both inside of her was far too much for me. My head drove back into the padding on the table, and I thrust my hips up hard, seeing bright colored lights pop in front of my eyes as I came hard into her. I locked my jaw against the guttural cry trying to claw its way out of me.

  As I worked to catch my breath, Master Ethan pushed Lexi down onto my chest and fucked her in earnest. Her head was just below my chin, so I tilted my head and kissed her hair, and as I felt my softening sex slide from her, I let my head hit the padding of the table. As I turned my face to the side, I caught sight of Master Stephen still watching us. He was leaning against one of the taller tables with his jeans down to his knees, unashamedly stroking his impossibly hard, thick sex. As I watched, his breathing accelerated wildly and he threw his head back. The taut lines of his jaw and throat strained as he silently came, thick jets of white semen were forced from his cock as his orgasm consumed him. Slowly, his hand stopped and a low groan escaped him. As his eyes met mine again, he smiled.

  “Every inch of you is mine,” Master Ethan growled suddenly, drawing my attention back to them, Lexi nodding in response. “Even your orgasms are mine. You want to come don’t you?” he asked in a forced whisper and she nodded again. There was nothing else she could do gagged as she was, still softly grunting in time with his hard thrusts. He slid his hand between us, and I felt it graze my already hardening sex before stroking her slowly.

  “Yeah, you like having my cock in your ass, don’t you? It makes you so fucking hot,” he said rubbing her harder. “Show me. Come hard for me – now Lexi.” The combination of his words, his tone, and his body forced Lexi over the edge. watched as she focused on her body, now feeling every bit of the pleasure he gave her. She pulled her head up, and her body stiffened as she screamed into the gag. If they were mere lovers she would have been screaming his name. His cries were more defined, but just as inarticulate as he followed suit. He pulled her back into him, grabbing her hips hard. With one final thrust, his face pressed into her back and he panted.

  “Ah, my Lexi,” he murmured as he stroked her hip gently. His hand moved down slowly, and then he was stroking my hip. With a sigh, he disengaged himself from us, reattaching the panel to his leather pants. When he went over to talk to Master Stephen, I placed another soft kiss in her hair, and she pressed herself closer to me.

  “Let me go grab a damp hand towel. Would you untie them?” I heard Master Ethan asking Master Stephen. He must have agreed because within seconds he was standing next to us, loosening the ropes on Lexi’s arms, and then he leaned down to murmur in her ear.

  “It’s too bad your Master is so possessive of you, little Lexi. I would have so dearly loved to hear you screaming my name as I fucked you.” Master Ethan came back after we had both been released, and we watched as they both dressed. Our Master walked his guest out, and we waited anxiously for his return.

  “You both performed admirably,” Master Ethan told us after he had returned. “Master Stephen was impressed with both of you.” Then he turned toward us, and hopped up to sit on one of the tables. “I will be out of town from Wednesday until Saturday morning for a medical conference. I will expect both of you to be waiting for me in this room at noon on Saturday. I’m sure I will have stress that needs to be relieved. Is that clear?” We both agreed in unison and were subsequently dismissed.

  I didn’t see much of Ethan over the next few days, he was staying late at the hospital gearing up for his absence. This was actually helpful to me because we were starting up a new term, and I had a lot of work to get through. I spent most of the week barricaded in my room researching my term paper. Finally, I had a term with only two courses, but I knew I’d have just as much work. That was when those summers I spent doubling up paid off. I was enjoying my research project just a bit too much this term. The question dealt with the intricacies and alliances of different groups during the Civil War. The problem was, every time I came across a reference with state allegiances, I got hard. It was nice to enjoy my research, but it was starting to get distracting.

  By Friday afternoon, after the book entitled States Rights and Roles, I knew I needed to just walk away for a while. I was scrolling through the contacts on my phone, realizing just how out of touch I had been with my friends. It just seemed like a whole different lifetime ago that I hung out with these people. Now, I didn’t even know who to call to catch a beer with. As I scrolled through, I received an incoming text. When I opened it, it read simply ‘Pizza?’ It was from Lexi. I smiled and replied quickly with ‘Yes, Please! Want me to pick you up?’ She said she would stop by since she was already out.

  Half an hour later, we were on my motorcycle headed to a local pizza place, forcing myself not to think of the fact that she had her arms tightly around me, her breasts pressed against my back, and that I was positioned between her legs. God, there is just something about this girl that made me crazy. After pulling into the lot at the pizza place, we swung off the bike and headed for the door, but I stopped dead when I started to see other people. I hadn’t really been out since Ethan and I entered into our agreement. The cuff on my wrist was like a beacon. I felt like I had a neon sign over my head that read “sexual deviant”. My whole life seemed to ha
ve changed in the span of a couple of weeks. Could I really go in there and appear to be normal?

  “Jayden, what is it?” Lexi asked, concerned, taking my hand.

  “I…I haven’t….” I started, but really, how do I explain this?

  “You’re still the same person,” she said slowly, squeezing my hand. “It’s not like anyone will be able to tell. I know it’s a little unnerving at first. It’s okay, really.” She tugged on my hand and pulled me toward the door. Before we reached the other people near the entrance, she stopped pulling on my hand and I halted.

  “Maybe we should have gone to that sandwich place instead,” she suggested, looking around.

  “Why? What is it?” I asked her nervously. Had she seen someone she knew?

  “I could have really gone for a couple of subs,” she said with a deadpan expression, and then started to giggle.

  “That was bad, Lexi.” I said, laughing in spite of myself.

  “Yeah, it was pretty sub-par, wasn’t it?” she agreed, pensively, and then burst out laughing. I rolled my eyes as we made our way inside.

  “Okay, I’ll try to be more subdued,” she said with a little fake sigh as the hostess came up to help us. She eyed me speculatively as she showed Lexi and me to an open booth.

  “She’s staring at me,” I admitted quietly to Lexi, who laughed.

  “You’re gorgeous, of course she’s staring,” she said, rolling her eyes. Then she was serious. “The first time I went out after Ethan and I started our agreement, I was with a group of girls from school. I just knew they could see right through me and I felt…naked. It was a while before I started feeling ‘normal’ again.”

  “Can I ask you something?” I said in a low voice after the waitress took our order.

  “Sure, Jayden.” She reached over and squeezed my hand.