Captured by Charybdis

by Bruce McLachlan

  Mina obeyed with gusto, her own hand dropping back into place as she crouched before him, her mouth taking his penis deep before locking her lips to it. Oceanus rolled onto his back, carrying Mina and his spouse with him. Mina ducked her head up and down, her tongue tickling his tip as she continued to pleasure herself. Tethys fed her deserted breast to him, leaning over him, causing him to attend one nipple with his lips, and the other with a free hand, leaving his spare hand to run through Mina’s hair as she worked.

  ‘Good slave, that’s it, gobble up your owner,’ purred Tethys, observing the full array of licentious appetite unfolding beneath her. Cupping a hand around Oceanus’ head, she pulled him further into her breast, smothering him with it as he fawned upon her.

  ‘You want to show me what you can do with that cute ass down there, eh husband?’ quizzed Tethys, lifting herself from him.

  Immediately he hooked a finger into the ring on Mina’s collar and pulled her up so she was face to face with him. For a moment he studied her prurient mood and then let a grin spill across his mouth. Pulling a little to the side, he steered her into his wife’s hands. Tethys accepted Mina’s features, her palms pressing to each of her cheeks, holding her firm as she closed in and kissed Mina deeply.

  Mina almost dissolved in the stern grip, the feel of her owner pouring an eager tongue into her maw driving her insane with desire. Tethys held tight and continued the kiss, leaving Mina on all fours, her rear in the air as was required of her. One hand supported her, the other remained buried between her legs.

  Oceanus moved behind her, clapping hands to her hips and steering his saliva moistened shaft between Mina’s cheeks. She sobbed with delight as she felt him slide deep, opening her sphincter and sinking into her tracts, but the groan of ecstasy that resonated in her throat was stifled by Tethys’ lips, and was followed by another as the woman’s hands let go and reached under, grabbing Mina’s nipples and rolling them in a stringent pinch. She whimpered with delight from the harsh play, her tongue becoming evermore lively as her rear was plunged into.

  Tethys pulled away for a moment, compressing the teats to have her subject gasp and grunt with endurance.

  ‘That’s it, go deep, beloved, go so deep into this little Nymph that you could come into my mouth!’ she intoned, her warm breath rushing over Mina’s face - whose eyes were half closed as she felt herself being penetrated, her mouth hanging open in a silent exclamation of ecstasy. The slap of his hips to her rear rocked her, nudging her forward a little with each drive before she rocked back. Each time Tethys gave her another quick kiss as she drew nearer for that moment, pecking Mina’s lips when each shuffle brought her head to its closest.

  ‘You like that?’ she asked Mina, squeezing harder on her nipples, herding a pulsating ache into them.

  ‘Oh yes, Lady,’ she purled in reply.

  ‘Give me your hands,’ ordered the woman, releasing her holds and quickly flipping over as Mina released a quiet gurgle from the effects of banished compression and returning feeling to her breasts.

  Tethys was kneeling upright directly before her, presenting her rear to Mina’s gaze.

  ‘Take hold,’ she snapped, her hands reaching back to paw at Mina’s collar. Instantly she complied, supporting her torso by keeping her palms locked to the firm buttocks, her anus burning from pleasure as it was casually used by her owner.

  ‘Now eat my ass, slave,’ Tethys crooned, bending forward a little, dragging Mina’s face forward and wedging it between her cheeks, pulling with a finger hooked through her D-ring. Mina’s tongue fired forward as a javelin, slithering through the puckered bud of Tethys’ rear. The base of her tongue throbbed with pains of overexertion, but Mina was far too aroused to even care; all she wanted to do was devour the salacious vision of her owner’s rear. Jamming her tongue forth as far as she could, she brought it back and repeated the motion, using the length in imitation of a pliant phallus.

  ‘Oh yes, that’s it, slave!’ Tethys growled with delight, the feel of Mina’s humble and fanatic attention causing her to maul her own breasts and manipulate her already engorged nipples. ‘Come on, eat my ass!’

  Unleashing her groans and gasps against the flesh that smothered her face, Mina felt Oceanus working himself into a frenzy of movement, goaded by the sight of his wife arrayed on Mina’s features, her body rising and falling with gasps as she caressed her own luscious breasts.

  ‘Touch me!’ the woman snapped, and Mina dropped her hands back to the mattress to support herself, and lifted her right arm, bringing it up under the woman and sliding through the valley of her sex, fondling her pudenda before devoting her attentions more purposefully on the clitoris.

  Tethys stiffened immediately, her rear snapping shut to momentarily bar entry as she rolled through the effects of the initial touch. ‘Oh yes, sweet slave, that’s it,’ she mewled, releasing her clench to allow Mina to continue feasting on the orifice.

  A snort of reply answered Oceanus as he suddenly hauled free of Mina, sitting back to let his lust abate slightly, to draw out the event. A second sharp exhale from Mina spilt across the hindquarters of Tethys as an open palm descended and clapped to her rear.

  Another spank caught her other cheek, the erotic tease making Mina’s tongue churn in its fleshy tunnel. Oceanus slapped her inner thigh, the lack of a clear shot making it light. Instantly Mina threw her legs apart to give him an uninterrupted route through which to applaud her efforts.

  As the next slap struck home, permeating her tender skin with heat, making her shiver and groan deeply, his hand slipped up and started to enter her wet sex. Mina sighed as he began to toy with her, sometimes using his fingers to penetrate, sometimes rolling a crooked digit against her clitoris.

  His other hand caught a coating of her moisture and used it to exploit her rear, his fingers gliding in on the stolen juices. Mina rocked upon the intruding fingers, the man deft and educated, knowing full well where and how to illicit the best responses, playing her hindquarters like a master conductor creating a symphony of rapture from an attentive orchestra.

  His hands occasionally came free to award his own toil with applause, his hand rising and falling to slap against her rear or thighs, imparting warm bursts to the flesh.

  There was a shuffle of movement behind her and Mina’s eyes bulged as she howled with rhapsody when Oceanus moved an obscuring hand aside and with one finger hooked into her anus, he hoisted her up, the finger demanding her compliance. Then, before she knew his intentions, his sex suddenly thrust upward on a swinging pelvic thrust, filling her completely. The forceful thrusts made her arch upward, her cry pouring into Tethys’ insides. She broke into paroxysms as he pumped, her sex wet with passion, an easy route he found without trouble.

  ‘That’s it, slave, squeal all you want,’ he gasped, his fingers clenched into her buttocks as he continued his relentless rhythm. ‘Louder!’ he demanded, enthralled with her bestial tunes, using his shaft as a weapon to assault her, mixing a hint of distress with her overwhelming joy.

  Mina was happy to oblige him and wailed with ecstasy as she was used by the Titan, her face burning as she sank it against Tethys and pawed at her loins. She could feel him getting bigger within her, drawing near to ejaculation, but Mina wasn’t the only one to detect her mate’s imminent climax, and Tethys suddenly broke free.

  ‘On your back, slave,’ she hissed.

  Mina pulled free of him and flopped onto her spine, her legs wide, her arms outstretched as she watched in a trance of excess.

  ‘Come here, you,’ Tethys purred, snatching Oceanus by his tumescent length and drawing him closer. With a sweat-laden brow and a wicked smirk he followed the guidance and was delivered onto Mina’s delicious supine form, kneeling astride her. Tethys placed her capturing hand into Mina’s cleavage and released him, then cupped the slave’s breasts and enveloped his raging shaft with the succulent flesh,
moulding them together for her husband. He started to drive into the created tunnel, his own hands taking hold of his wife’s breasts as they bobbed invitingly before him.

  Tethys shifted forward and placed her shins across Mina’s upper arms, the weight of the woman keeping them forced into the mattress. Placed under Tethys’ control, Mina watched helplessly as she lowered herself, settling across Mina’s face, leaving her looking up through the valley of her rear and up the arched back of the Titan. Her head was thrown back in rapture, her short hair far above Mina’s features as she was ground into the satin sheets. Mina’s nose buried against Tethys’ rear, her mouth agape, swallowing scented breaths as she lapped at the woman, throwing her aching tongue back and forth.

  Mina’s hands screwed into the sheets, taking fistfuls of the fabric, her arms twinkling with riots of impediment. Her breasts revealed every thrust between them, Oceanus still wet with her juices as he used her flesh. The two Titans craned forward and kissed passionately as they rode the slave beneath them, each serving her to the use of the other.

  ‘Go on, I want to see you come in her!’ whispered Tethys, releasing Mina’s breasts and reaching back to grab the back of her head and lift up, forcing Mina deeper into her hindquarters, drowning her in the feel and taste of her owner.

  Oceanus needed no more convincing and shuffled back. Grabbing Mina’s ankles with fierce fists he lifted them straight up, holding them together in the air before dropping his holds to the backs of her knees. Positioning himself, he parted her legs and threaded himself back into Mina as she quaked and gurgled with delight, hungry to feel him fill her with his seed.

  Holding her legs up and apart, he pushed as deep as he could, forcing himself to the limits she could accept before retreating and doing the same again. Mina howled with rapture at such sensations, in being used so methodically, the position intensifying the feelings.

  ‘Give me those,’ gasped Tethys, and instantly Oceanus handed his charges to his wife, the woman reaching forward to take Mina’s ankles and hold them, leaving Mina doubled over, her shins beside Tethys’ shoulders. Opened even more brazenly to penetration, she felt Oceanus lift up and place his hands by her armpits, half laying on top of her, half propped against her as he dove back in. Mina cried out at the feeling of being violated so effectively, never before opened to such use. Her adoration of Tethys continued with new celerity, bringing the woman to orgasm in mere moments.

  Shaking with bliss, the woman rode Mina’s face until she had drunk her fill and then dropped into a more forceful pose, totally cutting off Mina from the outside world, leaving her lost in hot darkness and without air.

  This act itself almost took her over the edge of her own bliss, and as she felt Oceanus erupt into her, saturating her insides with his semen, her own face burning from denial, wet with juice from Tethys, Mina fell into climax. She couldn’t scream as she was demanded to by her pleasure, for the gag of Tethys’ loins was far too effective. Instead, her body broke into wild jolts, commanded by chaotic impulses and her insides seemed to liquefy like wax under a flame.

  Tethys dropped aside, letting Mina gulp in new air that she then spent on murmurs and moans. Mina’s arms started to give in to the prickly attack of pins and needles, and she brought them to her to comfort them.

  Jerking upright with a gasp of astonishment, she replied to Oceanus’ withdrawal as he slipped free of her and dropped beside his wife. Mina remained where she was, huddled into a ball, her back to them as she recovered from the exuberant experience.

  ‘Come here, slave,’ offered Tethys with fondness. Mina looked over her shoulder and found they had separated a little while leaving their heads touching - a valley Mina might slot into. Offering her a place between them they watched as Mina moved forward, her limbs heavy as she curled up into a ball, their humid flesh pressing to her from both sides. Hands fondly stroked her as all three drifted into a light snooze of recovery, their breath steadying, their thoughts hazy and warm after the release of their pent up passion.

  ‘Mmmmm, that was fun, but what shall we do about getting cleaned up?’ pondered Oceanus, kissing his wife’s cheek and running a hand down Mina’s arm.

  ‘Perhaps a swim might do the trick,’ offered Tethys, letting a nail trickle along Mina’s back. ‘Shall we take our little pet on her first trip outside?’

  Mina’s eyes flickered open at the prospect, of being allowed out to swim amongst the garden with the other Nymphs and Titans.

  ‘Second, dearest, her second,’ corrected Oceanus with obstinate amusement. ‘She got here remember.’

  ‘But if you have to be technical, that was more like being towed,’ rebuked Tethys, prodding him in the chest for being so annoying and then looking to Mina’s nestled form between them. ‘I wonder how she would handle an actual swim.’

  ‘That depends on whether she’s interested,’ he chuckled, running a hand through her hair. ‘Are you interested, slave?’

  ‘Yes, Lord, I am,’ she said quickly, looking up at them with a start. ‘I’d love to come outside with you.’

  ‘You won’t try to escape again, will you?’ smiled Tethys, teasing Mina with the recall of her previous attempt.

  ‘I promise, Lady,’ she earnestly stated, amazed at how strong her convictions were. ‘I don’t want to leave, I want to stay with you both, forever.’

  ‘Well, we can’t just take you along so easily,’ said Oceanus with a wry smirk. ‘You’ll have to prove to us that you’re really interested. Show us how much you want to come and frolic in the ocean depths with your owners.’

  ‘How, what do I have to do?’ uttered Mina.

  ‘Yes, what’s this plan you’ve concocted, sweetheart?’ Tethys enquired with intrigue.

  ‘We bind her, and she has to take a flogging to earn her place with us. If she succeeds in taking her discipline without a single word of protest, she can come. Otherwise, the chastity belt goes back on, and we lock her in that little box you got last Christmas.’

  ‘Oh, that’s cruel... but I concur,’ agreed Tethys, and then turned to Mina, cupping her chin and lifting her gaze to meet hers. ‘Dear me, little pet, you had best keep quiet. That metal cell is as small as you, and we’d have to fold you into a tight little ball to squeeze you into it. And it’s such an easily missed piece of furniture, we might not remember you’re in there for days,’ teased the woman.

  ‘So what’s your decision, slave?’ asked Oceanus. ‘You want to try and come? Or alternatively, we can just tie you up before the window so you can watch us.’

  ‘I... I’ll take the flogging, Lord,’ she confirmed, knowing that to watch them play in the depths without her would be a worse torture than a return to enforced abstinence and containment in an impossibly small prison.

  ‘Brave girl,’ said Tethys, pushing herself from the bed with a hiss of strain, taking up her gown and throwing it on before fastening the sash once more.

  ‘You want to do this next door?’ asked Oceanus, looking across the bed to the other side of the room as he grabbed his own gown.

  ‘Why not?’ Tethys replied, placing her hand to the wall on the other side of the bed from the exit the maid had used. There came a whirring click and a new section parted at its centre, sliding back to expose a dark room beyond. Oceanus took up the forsaken leash and snapped it back in place upon Mina’s neck, using it as an enforced reign through which to draw her from the bed and towards the new area.

  Chapter 15

  No sooner had Mina been marched in than the lights started to rise through gathering strengths to a dull intensity, exposing a realm devoted to algolagnic excess.

  The polished tiles of obsidian that covered the walls, floor and ceiling reflected the lights in their gleaming surfaces while spreading hazy images of the interior across themselves. Heavy rings of polished steel had been riveted to the walls, the anchors spread equally along them
and alternating between waist and neck height. Others adorned the ceiling and a few dotted the floor towards the base of the walls where a trench was set along the entire perimeter, allowing the strip lighting to throw up its radiance. Spilling the glow from the floor, the unbroken perimeter of subdued light added an even more saturnine ambience to an already intimidating chamber.

  To her left, two chains suspended a long bar, the metal length fully laden with various lengths of woven rope, the coils ranging through assorted thickness, but all were a vibrant blue hue.

  To her right, upon a small pedestal was a small metal box, a few token breathing holes piercing its dense structure, the outside surface flicking out crooked thorns of metal to make it seem even more an intimidating place of confinement. Upon seeing the tiny dimensions of her prospective living quarters, Mina promised herself to take the flogging without complaint.

  An open cabinet bore lines of hooks within which rested various weapons of corporal punishment. Each was exquisitely crafted and obviously expensive, each example prepared attentively and with skill. Canes, crops, straps, whips and paddles, all lay neatly arranged and ready for use.

  In the far corners, rounded poles of black varnished wood lanced from floor to ceiling, penetrating the chamber to sink in and make themselves even more secure. The wood was adorned with smaller rings all along its surfaces, the moorings prepared to lash a slave to them and hold them upright for whatever dark deed their owner wished. They looked much like whipping posts, and Mina wondered how it would feel to be bound to such timbers, her body squeezed to them as a barbarous lash assailed her without mercy.

  ‘Welcome to our private little playroom, slave,’ uttered Tethys, wandering deeper into the room, the darkness welling around her form.