Yes, beautiful. Use me. Take what you need.
When I was hard and ready for her, she sunk down on me, taking me into her tight wet heat. She tugged hard on my hair as she rode me and added her soft moans to mine. I touched her like a porcelain doll, reverently. She threw herself at me, demanding more. I eventually found the nerve to pinch her nipples as they bounced delectably in front of my eyes. Apparently, it was enough. She threw her head back and screamed her release. I watched her come and then followed her.
A moment later she crawled off of me, her body still shaking from the force of her orgasm.
"Go back to bed," I said. "I'll be in soon."
She nodded and returned to the bedroom.
I went out to the kitchen and pulled a beer from the fridge. I chugged half of it in one go and then pulled my cell phone from the charger. We had gone to bed early. It was not yet 11:00 in Montana.
I took another long pull from the bottle while the call connected. It rang twice before he answered.
"Cody," I said. "I need you. Can I book you a flight?"
Chapter 42
I woke later than I should have on Friday morning and hurried out the door to school. This was my last day of teaching before the holidays. Christmas fell on a Wednesday this year, so we had Monday and Tuesday off as well as the typical break before New Years. It was going to be a nice long week off, and I was really looking forward to it.
The day dragged on. The kids were far too exited about the coming break and there was nothing I could do to get them to focus. I finally gave in after second period and did math and science puzzles with them instead of my planned lessons. At least it was still mostly educational, I knew that some of the other teachers were simply playing a DVD instead of even trying to accomplish something.
I was thrilled when the final bell rang. It took me a little while to pack up everything for the holiday. I did have some papers to grade and materials to prepare, but I could afford to take a few days off. I was looking forward to my time with David.
When I pulled into the driveway I was very surprised to find two cars already parked there. David's M5 was there, which was typical for a Friday after work, but the other was a grey sedan. It had a green Enterprise Rent-A-Car sticker on the plate. Who was here that would be driving a rental? I was not expecting guests.
I knocked timidly on the door of my own house before slowly pushing it open. If David had company, I didn't want to surprise them. Of course David would be expecting me to come home around this time anyway.
Nothing could have prepared me for the scene in the living room. David had his back to me, sitting on the loveseat. Cody was on the couch across from him, facing me. His black hat sat on the coffee table like an ominous omen. It looked so out of place in our living room. On the floor beside the table were various coils of rope, and two partially open gym bags that contained, God knows what.
"Come in, Kat," David said. I dropped my school bag on the kitchen floor and walked into the room.
"Katlyn, nice to see you," Cody said.
I swallowed thickly. He called me Katlyn. What did that mean? How was I supposed to respond? I looked at David, silently asking for help. David nodded at me but didn't speak. I needed to respond.
"It's nice to see you too. To what do we owe the pleasure of your visit?" I didn't want to call him Sir without David's permission, and calling him Cody seemed too informal. Better to not use a title at all, if I could avoid it.
David answered for him. "I asked him to come, Kat. Sit with me."
I did as David asked, and he faced me to speak to me.
"After everything that’s happened lately, I'm not really ready to take you back into the playroom yet. I think that was pretty clear to you last night. However, it is my job to see that your needs are met. You need to go through a healing process just like I do, and I will see to it that you get what you need."
I started to protest, but he cut me off.
"Cody is here, at my request, to help us get through this rough patch. He has agreed to work with me for a couple of days until I am ready to do this on my own again. I need for him to be here, Kat, and I would prefer that you not fight me on this."
I took a deep breath and looked nervously between the two men. Was David giving me up? He couldn't bear to touch me so he called my old Dom to come and take me off of his hands?
No. David loved me. He wouldn't do that. He was trying to meet my needs, and he didn't think that he could do it alone.
I was confused. David had always been incredibly possessive of me. I found it hard to believe that he would be okay with Cody "helping" me. I replayed what he had just told me. His words were that Cody would work with him. He didn't say that Cody would work with me. Cody was here to help David. David himself would help me. Right?
Could I accept that? I knew that he was trying to do what he thought was best for me. David always had my best interest at the forefront of his mind.
"What, um exactly is the plan?" I asked timidly.
Cody spoke up. "I will be giving David some guidance, helping him to regain some confidence. He didn't tell me everything, but I know enough to understand why he needs my help. He will still be your primary Dom. You follow his orders above mine. You belong to him. I am going to keep my physical contact with you to a minimum, although I doubt that we will be able to avoid it all together."
I returned my gaze to David. It was clear that they had discussed this at length.
"I want you to listen to him, Katlyn," David said. "I am giving you permission to follow his orders. You know that I love you. I want what is best for you, and I think that right now, Cody will be better equipped to help you than I am. He is not going to have sex with you, but he may need to touch you and you may need to touch him. I want you to do what you need to do in order to recover, and I do not want you to be panicked about me. I am ordering you, right now, to obey him. Is that clear?"
"Yes, Master."
"Good. I am going to go pick up dinner. Cody can answer any further questions that you have. I'll be back in half an hour." He leaned forward and gently kissed my lips. "I love you. This is going to be okay."
I nodded dumbly, and he got up to leave. When the kitchen door closed, I returned my attention to Cody. "You okay?" he asked.
"Yeah, it just kinda’ took me by surprise."
He nodded. "Your safewords are still red, yellow, and green. I will check with you more frequently than usual, but I want to know immediately if you become uncomfortable. Is that clear?"
"Yes... Sir," I answered.
"Kat?"
I lifted my eyes to his.
"He's gonna be okay. I'm gonna help you get your Dom back. He's scared, and he needs some backup for a little while. Your needs and your safety are the most important things. He did the right thing by calling me. It takes maturity as a Dom to know where your limits are. David has temporarily reached his limit. I'm just here to help him regain his stride and to make sure that you stay safe through the process. Okay?"
"Kay," I answered weakly.
"Are you fully recovered physically? Do you have any pain anywhere?"
"No, I'm fine physically."
"David said that you had sex, but he has not spanked, punished, or restrained you since the incident. Is that accurate?"
"Yes."
"He says that you have nightmares."
I nodded.
"Have you cried at all, after that night?"
I shook my head no.
"Answer me verbally," he commanded. My body responded to the authority in his voice against my will.
"No, Sir. I have not cried since last Tuesday."
"Are you afraid, right now, of being spanked or restrained for any reason?"
"No, Sir."
"Good. Strip."
I took in a sharp breath. Right now? He wanted me to strip right now, without David?
"Your clothes, Katlyn. Now."
I guess so. I stood on shaky legs and began to undress
. I removed my blazer and unbuttoned my shirt, folding them and placing them on the couch. I unzipped my skirt and lowered it. I removed my shoes and then my stockings. Cody remained seated on the couch, just watching me.
I gently fingered my collar before continuing. This was okay. David wanted this.
I unhooked my bra and fought the urge to cover my breasts with my arms. After a moment I removed my panties as well and added them to the pile of clothes. I kept my eyes firmly on the floor.
"Very good, Katlyn. Now take your position, and wait for your Master to return."
I dropped to my knees and put my hands behind my back in the familiar pose. Cody stood and went into the kitchen. I heard him moving about the house, bringing things into the living room, running water in the bathroom. I did not look up. I took comfort in the simple act of obedience. All I had to do was stay here and not move. I could do that.
A few minutes later David returned, the smell of Chinese take-out accompanying him. He came quietly into the living room, and I could feel his eyes on my naked form.
Cody returned a moment later, his footsteps slightly heavier than David's. The two of them moved around, arranging food and generally ignoring my presence. I was thankful. It gave me a moment to catch my breath.
"Bind her hands," Cody said to David. His voice was authoritative as usual, but it was not a command in the same way that he would have commanded me. I wondered if David could tell the difference.
A moment later, David's warm hands were circling my wrists behind my back.
"Hello, Katlyn," he said in my ear, before pressing his lips to my neck.
"Good evening, Master," I replied.
He knelt behind me and looped a length of nylon rope around my wrists, tying them securely, but not too tightly.
"Wiggle your fingers," he commanded. It came out more like a question. His voice divulged his nervousness.
I moved my hands to show that I still had proper circulation.
"You may look up," he said.
He sat down beside me and rearranged my legs so that I was partially draped over his lap with my ass on the ground. Cody sat on the floor on the other side of the coffee table. There were a variety of take-out containers spread across the surface.
David fed me slowly with chopsticks, pausing now and then to wipe sauce from my lips with the pad of his thumb. His motions were largely platonic, but my desire for him grew with every action anyway. It was oddly intimate to fed by him, naked while he was clothed, in the presence of another man. If it had been anyone but Cody, I wouldn’t have been able to stand it.
The two of them talked about daily life, but I didn't really follow the conversation. I was too distracted by the way David's hands brushed my thigh or my hip as he reach across the table for something, and the way he cupped my cheek encouraging me to open my mouth.
After dinner, David carried the leftovers into the kitchen and put them in the refrigerator. He cleaned up the trash and wiped down the coffee table.
"Do you need to use the bathroom?" he asked me.
"Yes, please," I replied. My body felt alive with sensation.
He helped me stand and then quickly untied the knot binding my hands. Another Dom might have left me tied, but David was never one for participating in my normal bodily functions. He grew up in a very sanitary household and things like that kind of squicked him out. I smiled at the thought. I peed and washed my hands before returning to the living room.
When I came back, the two men were standing side by side with lengths of rope in their hands. Clearly restraint was on the agenda for tonight.
"On your knees. Bend over the table," Cody said.
I did as he asked, positioning my hips at the edge of the table and laying my breasts flat against the surface. I put my arms flat on the table, palms down. I was facing them, but my cheek was pressed to the table and I could not see them very well.
"Color, Katlyn?" Cody asked.
"Green, Sir."
"David?"
"Green."
"Katlyn, do not move. David, I want you to walk the whole way around her. Look at her."
I remained still as he circled me. The tension radiating from him was palpable. His walk was stiff. I knew that it was very difficult for him to see me bent over this way. At least I wasn't standing as I had been over the bench last night. This was actually quite different from being bent over a kitchen counter. Cody was trying to gradually step him into this.
"Think you can bind her?"
David didn't respond, but a moment later, I felt him kneel down at my side. He brushed my hair back from my face and placed a soft kiss on my cheek. He lifted my hands and repositioned my body. I relaxed and let him manipulate me.
"Talk to her, David."
David hesitated for a moment and then spoke. "Very good, Katlyn. You are submitting very nicely."
He bound my hands behind my back, as they had been earlier.
"Fingers?"
I wiggled them.
He took a longer length of rope and ran it under the table before looping it over my back. It crossed in the middle of my arm between shoulder and elbow. I would be able to lift my head, but not my shoulders. He looped it again, lower on back, between elbow and wrist. He tied the rope off and stood.
"Anything pinching?" he asked me.
"No, Master."
"Color?"
"Green, Master."
Cody spoke. "Can you do her legs?"
I could hear David swallow. To bind my legs, he would need to be behind me. That would be much harder.
He must have answered in the negative, because Cody responded by saying that he would help.
"Katlyn, I want you to talk to David. Tell ‘em that you're okay. All right?"
"I'm okay, Master." I smiled against the cool wood of the table. "Actually, I am better than okay. I feel great."
Cody laughed. David didn't make a peep.
"I'll bet you do," Cody said, with humor in his voice. "Are you wet?"
"Very, Sir."
"Tell David what you want him to do to you."
"I want you to finish binding me to the table, and then I want you to spank my ass until it's nice and warm."
"Keep going, Katlyn."
"And then I want you to fuck me hard and make me come all over your hard cock."
Cody chucked again. "If that doesn't make you hard, man, nothing will."
"Oh, I'm plenty hard," my Master responded, but then he spoke again, and his voice was not so sure. "You won't let me hurt her, right?"
"I've got your back. You take this side, and I'll start with the other side. Okay? I'll be right here with you."
A moment later I felt them both kneeling, one on either side of me. David gently ran his hand along my arms, down over my sides to my hips. He slowly inched around behind me until he had a three-quarter view of my hips and ass.
"Mirror me," Cody said.
Cody started at the base of the table, by my knees and looped a coil of rope around my thigh, lashing me to the table. David did the same, but I could feel the rope shaking in his hands.
"Good," Cody continued. "One more higher up."
Cody tapped the inside of my thigh with the back of his hand. "Spread wider."
I shifted uncomfortably in an effort to comply. They made one more set of loops that ran along the crease between my leg and my pussy and then connected on my lower back right above my ass where they tied them off. The ropes gave me no friction, nothing to rub against, but their proximity to my aching core was nearly unbearable.
"Color, Katlyn?"
"Green, Sir."
"David?"
"I need a minute," he responded.
I closed my eyes. I hoped that I was not asking too much of him. What if he really wasn't ready? I hadn't exactly asked for this, although he knew that I need it. I couldn't help but feel that maybe I was pushing too hard.
I took a deep breath and tried to settle into my sub-space. It wasn't my responsibility. Cody
was here to help David. I was just supposed to do my part, which did not involve over thinking things.
I heard them shuffling in one of the bags. "Okay, man," Cody said, "When you're ready, I want you to take her picture. I want you to take at least fifty shots, the whole way around her. Get every angle."
Well that was new. David and I had been in a habit of never recording anything. We did not want to leave anything around for Richard to find, so videos and pictures were decidedly not a part of our routine.
Knowing Cody though, this probably didn’t have anything to do with the images. Cody was forcing him to look at me. He was giving him the camera as a barrier, making it easier, but still getting him to be comfortable with seeing me bent over and tied to a table. It didn't even matter if there was a memory card in the camera. It was the action that mattered.
I closed my eyes and tried to enjoy vulnerability of my position. I could take no action and therefore had no responsibility. I allowed the stress to seep out of my body and into the unforgiving wood of the table below me.
A moment later I heard a shutter click. Then another. He started on my left side and worked his way around to the front. He produced a steady pattern of clicks, the noise way rhythmic and soothing.
Click. Breathe. Click. Breathe.
I basked in the glow of his attention like a cat on a windowsill.
Click. Breathe. Click. Breathe.
"You're doing fine," Cody encouraged. "Keep it nice n’ steady."
The meter of the clicks slowed slightly as he rounded my other side, but he did not stop. He completed his circle and then breathed an audible sigh of relief.
"Good," Cody said, "How do you feel?"
"I'm okay. Better."
"Katlyn? How do you feel?"
"I'm horny as hell," I answered with a smile.
I had a feeling that I would pay for that answer later.
Chapter 43
I pulled the CF card out of the camera and put it in my pocket. I handed the camera back to Cody. I would dispose of the pictures, unless Kat wanted to see them. This exercise was not about making pornographic images. It was about me getting comfortable with Kat again. Having something to do with my hands did make it easier. I couldn't let my imagination get quite so carried away when I had a task to perform. Kat was right. There was freedom in following orders.
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