Before he straps me into the device at the center of the bubble, he addresses our guests. “Ladies and gentlemen.” Dom Luke gives a sweeping bow. “I’m so pleased you could join us tonight to enjoy my latest creation, the Pleasure Dome.”
He spreads his arms wide to indicate our glasslike home and the crowd erupts in applause.
“The dome is equipped with many ways to give bliss.” He points to some small nozzles that pepper the inside of this glass ball. “Aromatherapy. Scented oils are released from these—the full bodied perfume of a rose, the fragrance of sandalwood and vanilla. These help to calm and titillate those inside.”
He next walks to small openings that are well sealed and have gray sleeves attached to them. He sticks his arm inside one of these and I hear a little snap before his hand emerges from the other end of the sleeve. Then he plucks a dildo that looks as if it has been carved from polished rubies off one of the stainless steel tables.
“The sleeves allow me to access toys and anything I need on the outside, while keeping the fragrances sealed in here with us.” He holds up a finger. “But, we don’t want the scents to overpower my lover, so these,” he indicates tiny vents, like those found in a home’s heating and cooling system, “circulate the air and smells so we have fresh oxygen and just enough scent to arouse.”
Now he helps me into the insectlike apparatus at the heart of the globe. It’s a steely looking harness that holds me so I lay on my stomach, suspended in midair, just as I had on my last day of work. I find the weightless floating sensation quite comfortable.
From a transparent compartment nestled inside the sphere, my dom takes out some small, flat stones. They’re polished smooth, and he lays these gray and blue stones across my back. They’re hot but not too hot. Just enough warmth radiates out from them to calm and relax me. I almost forgot the amphitheater is full of people watching me.
My dom draws close to my ear and whispers, “Now the true test comes. I’m going to tease you, spank you, titillate you. Not one stone can fall from your back.”
I gulp and exhale deeply before I nod my approval.
He starts with long, pink feathers that he traces between the stones before sweeping them across my plump butt cheeks, then up and down my crack. When the fuzzy, soft tips trail down the underside of my thighs and calves, I have to grit my teeth to keep from flinching, moving. It tickles terribly.
The feather glides over my pussy, which now grows wet from the terror and thrill of exhibitionism plus this pleasurable stimulation. It caresses my clit and I let out a little sigh, but I try not to groan, as my dom has told me I also can’t let my bliss out until he tells me to. Otherwise, he’ll stop the titillation.
Suddenly the feather is gone and his lips brush my earlobe, nearly making me jump and hurl the stones from my back. He gives a throaty laugh, like chocolate pouring over caramel, and says, “Be still, my love. Now I’m going to up the challenge.” He shows me the tethers of a whip.
I bite my bottom lip, squeeze my eyes shut, and ready for the first blow.
But he keeps it light and easy at first, simply dragging the slightly rough, yet soft, straps up my calves, over the underside of my knees, across my ass. I begin to relax again, but I also keep myself ready for the sharper blows I know will follow.
The stones have cooled against my flesh now, and the heat they radiated through me has soothed any aching muscles. I feel like putty, but I can’t get too complacent in case I jump when the whack is delivered, which would send the stones flying and make me fail this test.
The tips of the tethers leave my skin and I inhale deeply. Moments later the first slap kisses my rounded rump. I curl my toes and clench my fists to keep from flinching. Not a stone moves, at least that I can tell. My pussy tingles and my nipples grow so hard it’s painful.
Another sharp sting follows and I squinch up my face, trying not to tremble too much or arch my back in reaction. My dom coos words of encouragement and praise at my control. The crowd also applauds for me and I feel both elated and exposed, but the shame gives way to pleasure and pride in my performance.
He puts the whip away and selects his next instrument of erotic torture. I’m shown a double headed glass dong that reminds me of a pink sculpted icicle. He tells me this toy has been cooled in one of the chambers attached to the dome. Before he teases me with the toy, he informs me he’ll be lubing me up.
I tighten my stomach and hold my breath a moment while his strong, slim fingers spread lubrication around and inside my anus, then his touch moves to my now throbbing cunt, lubing it up with the cool jelly too. Every muscle in my body feels strained from the force it takes to not move too much, to not react. The lubrication he’s uses is also a sensation gel, and soon my anal canal and pussy begin to heat and tingle, as does my clitoris, which he’s also slathered with this gel.
The cold glass tip of the dong brushes over my sex and asshole. I clench my teeth so hard they squeak, and my sex and anus tightens at the touch, but then release to let him in. The cold, smooth tips slide in just an inch, then he wriggles them and gives me only shallow thrusts. My control slips and I let out a low moan that echoes through the speakers which broadcast the audio portion of our performance.
All pleasure stops and his hands leave me. My heart seems to sag in my chest from the disappointment.
“Not yet, my love,” he whispers in my ear. “No reaction, no coming, until I say so.”
I simply nod to let him know I understand.
The cool touch of the double dong now returns to my throbbing sex and ass. The sensation lube makes me feels like all my nerves down below are on fire, but the burning is sublime. Again he teases me with just an inch of the toy nudged up my pussy and anus. Then slowly he inserts more, and my rectum and cunt stretch to accommodate the girth. The coolness of the toy blends with the heat of the sensation lube, making my anal and cunt walls shudder from the stimuli. I tighten and release, tighten and release, milking both ends of the dong and taking all the bliss it has to give.
He tells me to hold this inside of me while he attaches a clitoral stimulator to that pulsing bead of flesh. My kegel muscles work hard to keep the toy inside both holes while vibration zips through my clitoris. Sweat breaks out on my brow and I squeeze my eyes shut tight, bite my bottom lip and breathe deep to keep from moving or groaning.
I come right then and there from all this stimulation. I can’t hold it off any longer, even though he commands it, and I feel my juices dripping down my inner thighs as the intense release makes me tremble slightly. This earns me a sharp rap on the ass from his hand. The crowd murmurs around us and some onlookers applaud.
He begins to fuck me sensuously with the double dong, taking long, slow strokes. It’s all I can do to keep my hips still and not match his rhythm. My fingers clench and release, clench and release, in a pattern that mimics what I wish my hips could do. My pelvis tightens around the toy stroking it deep inside, and a delicious pressure blooms inside my g-spot.
“Now, my mistress,” he tells me loud enough for the crowd to hear, “you may come. But don’t let the stones fall from your skin.”
I groan loudly as another orgasm rockets through me, making me shiver from the immensity of the climax. Not a stone falls, and the crowd erupts in applause at my ability to perform. I’m elated and feel sexier than I ever have in all my life.
My dom bends down near my ear once more and whispers, “Now, I’ll remove the stones and fuck you until you squirt. Let go, Mistress. Let go completely. You’ve earned it.”
He takes his time plucking each stone from my skin and my body is burning in a fever of need by the time he is through. He demands I still hold the double dong inside of me while he removes the pebbles, and I come again from the insertion and exertion. Then, finally, he stands in front of me and slowly peels away his clothes, doing a sexy strip tease show for both me and the audience. Women and men hoot and whistle in appreciation.
He takes the toy from inside of me and I sig
h. Before he fucks me he uses some jasmine scented oil to rub down my skin, and the perfumed massage calms me. I nearly fall asleep from the calm his fingers give me, but then he amps up the vibration thrumming through the clit stimulator and my pussy aches for release once more. I buck my hips and groan loudly now that I’m allowed release.
A condom wrapper rips behind me and I hold my breath, anticipating his first thrust. Soon his hot, thick cock glides inside of me, and he takes long, agonizingly slow strokes that reignite the pressure in my g-spot. The tingling in my clit joins with this pressure, and my pelvis is awash with a warm ecstasy that will soon spill over and leave me shaking and satiated.
He thrusts in and out in time with the thrumming running through my clit and I milk his cock with my strong pussy walls, pulling him deeper inside and never wanting to let him go. As he fucks me, he adds a slap every now and again, and the stinging sends my bliss soaring higher in an exquisite pleasure / pain combination. I soon thrash in my bonds and lift my head high as another orgasm sears its way through me, leaving my limbs trembling and weak. I cry out loudly as I squirt when the pressure building in my g-spot explodes.
Behind me, my dom whispers, “So beautiful,” and the crowd roars their approval. My dom goes to his knees behind me and laps up my wetness.
Then a voice rips through our cloud of ecstasy, bringing me back to this reality.
“It’s my turn with the lady,” Jake says. He stands at the center of the red carpeted aisle in jeans, a flannel checkered shirt, and a grey tee. His pale face is ruddy with anger and challenge.
My face heats with both embarrassment and anger geared toward my interrupting best friend.
Dom Luke saunters to the front of the glass sphere and his voice flows out through the speakers. “Jake, how nice of you to join us. But you’re certainly not dressed for the occasion.”
Our gathered crowd murmurs once more. Some chuckle at Jake’s obvious embarrassment and his work roughened hands clench into fists at his sides.
“I was supposed to perform tonight,” my redheaded, hot blooded friend says and shrugs. “So here I am.”
Dom Luke helps me out of the sex machine and takes my hand as we walk from inside the glass sphere. Jake still stands his ground on the carpet and the audience is quiet, as if they hold their breath and await the outcome of this drama.
Dom Luke gives Jake one of his trademark smirks. “And so here you are.” He purposefully stalks the length of the circular platform with me, making Jake wait longer. “But it seems you’re too late. Our performance has ended. And, after such a stellar performance indeed, our lady needs rest.” He lifts my hand to his lips and swipes a kiss across the knuckles, which I know he does to taunt Jake.
Jake’s face screws up in a frown. “Well then I guess we’ll just have to do an encore, won’t we?” His green eyes burn as they glare at me and then at Luke.
Luke shakes a finger, let’s go of my hand, and descends the platform to meet Jake. “I believe I said the lady needs rest.”
“I’m no shrinking violet,” I pipe up from behind them, and they both pin me with a surprised stare. A gasp rises up from the crowd. “Give me fifteen minutes, then meet me on the dance floor.”
With that, I leave them both gawking as I return to the sphere to gather my cape and wrap it around my shoulders. But I leave it open, my full nakedness on display, as I once more descend the stairs and approach my two lovers. An appreciative smile curls Luke’s lips as I draw nearer, but he says not a word, nor does he stop me, as I stroll past them both and repeat, “Fifteen minutes,” on my way out the door. As I leave, cheers and applause follow me.
Fifteen minutes later I climb up onto the raised platform that is just in front of the dance floor. I’m still naked, and I feel alive as well as terrified. Never in all my life have I ever been so uninhibited. Never have I felt so vulnerable yet free. Just the sensation of completely exposing myself to these strangers is akin to the great sex I’ve just had. I’m riding a massive wave of euphoria as Dom Luke, also still naked, and Jake join me.
The club is still full and thriving with life. Bodies writhe, lips meet, tongues dance inside mouths and over sweat dampened skin. Colorful lights flit over breasts and erect cocks. The disco ball swirls and sends out ghostly specks of illumination that skip over this sea of flesh.
The men meet me at the place where Dom Luke and I earlier saw two women making love. Luke tells Jake to disrobe if he wants to get in on this performance. A new crowd gathers around our stage and readies to watch performance number two.
Jake moves toward me as the lights around us swirl blue and gold, but Dom Luke stops him. “No,” he says. “Start with me.” There is blatant challenge in his eyes.
Jake’s hands curl into fists at his sides. He looks from me then back to Luke. For a moment, I wonder if he’ll just walk out. But then he strides forward and wraps a large hand around the back of the dom’s neck before dragging him forward into a scorching kiss.
The crowd hoots and claps and my dom beckons with one finger for me to draw near. I take his hand and he pulls me between then, breaking the kiss to bend his head and nip at my neck. His slender hands curl around my hips and pull me tight against his erection.
My other lover lets out a low growl and then his sweat kissed skin glides over my ass and back as he presses tight against me. I’m now sandwiched between the pair of them as they explore my body with lips, teeth, tongues, and hands.
At my front, my dom takes one full, heavy breast in his hand and rolls the nipple between his thumb and finger. He dips his head toward the other and his tongue curls around the tingling tip. It grows hard from his hot, wet caresses and I let my head fall back until it touches my other lover’s chest. A low moan escapes my throat.
The crowd has grown closer, and once more the thrill of this wanton exposure, but also the fear of complete vulnerability, wash over me. I feel elated and terrified, but I push the terror away, reminding myself I can trust my dom and my other lover. I have no worries in their arms.
Behind me, my second man kisses his way down my back, tasting the salty sweat that dapples my flesh. He spreads my legs and explores my ripe, rounded ass with big hands that massage tenderly. Then he feathers little kisses up my thighs and blows on my wet sex before flitting his tongue over my slit. My legs start to feel like melting candle wax, since they’re still shaky from the prior pleasurable exploration I just finished.
My dom skims his smooth, slender palms over the curve of my ribcage, down the plane of my stomach, as he kneels before me to taste my swelling clit. When he takes it deep into his mouth and grinds his tongue into the pulsing bead of flesh, I have to lean over and brace myself on his back to take the assault of bliss.
My lovers guide me down onto the stage, laying me against the cool platform gently. One lavishes attention on my nipples, making them burn with mad ecstasy thanks to his skilled hands, tugs of teeth, and twirls of tongue. The other gets between my legs then nibbles and licks his way up my inner thighs. My pelvis and stomach tighten then release as the sensation builds. My mind clouds with an erotic fog and nothing else matters. Not the people getting up on the platform for a closer look, not the crowded dance floor, nothing but this bliss I share with them.
Fingers slide inside my seeping sex and curl, finding my g-spot as his tongue rapidly flits over my clitoris. Along with the lips suckling my nipple, it’s all I need to come fiercely then and there again. I let out a little cry as my pussy clamps down around his probing touch and pulls him deeper inside, greedily taking all the ecstasy he has to give.
I tell the one at my nipples to give me his cock while the other finger fucks me. He’s hesitant to stop pleasuring me, but I insist I want to taste him, want him deep in my mouth. His thickly muscled legs straddle my face and he’s careful not to press his weight on me as I coil a hand around his penis and guide it between my lips.
While the lover between my legs laps at my labia and teases them with nips of teeth, I swir
l my tongue beneath the other man’s glans, lap at his precum spurting hole, then suckle at the head of his cock until he moans, closes his eyes, and thrusts his shaft farther into my mouth.
The dom between my legs pokes his tongue far into my dripping pussy while his fingers now trace their way down my crack. He plays with my asshole, using juices from my sex to lube it up before he inserts one finger then two. Next he curls them and massages my g-spot from behind while he fucks me with his tongue. As I take my other lover’s cock deeper still into my mouth, I tremble and moan around his slippery erection as I come again.
I twirl my tongue around the cock pumping in and out of my face then I alternate between sucking him hard and easy. While I do this, I fondle his balls, plucking at the smooth, sensitive skin and then cupping their heaviness to squeeze. Quickly I lube up my fingers with some spit, and then I glide these up his asshole, fucking him while I suck him off.
I hear a condom wrapper rip and the dom between my legs is soon buried deep inside of me. I moan and groan around the cock in my mouth, sending wonderful vibrations through it as my cunt stretches to accommodate the slippery girth thrusting in and out of me. His strokes are gentle and seductive, but not so shallow or gentle that they tease rather than titillate. He pushes himself farther inside of me, sweeping his plump cock head back and forth over my extra sensitive g-spot. As he fucks me, he plays with my throbbing clit, rolling it and pinching it between spit-slickened fingers. It won’t be long before I come once more.
The dom smiles down at me and says, “Would you like that cock in your mouth up your ass?” He smoothes his hands up and down the legs wrapped around his neck. “I’d love to watch him fuck you while I do as well.”
There is a moment of apprehension, but I soon throw the last of my caution away and say, “Yes.” I’ve never had two men inside me at once before, and I’ve only had some failed attempts at anal sex with Colby. But with these two lovers, I feel safe, secure, and know the experiment will deliver all the bliss they have to give.
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