by Kot, Eleyne
I hand Tony the bag with my teddies. Yasmin does the same with her shopping. Colin picks it up and he asks.
“What's for dinner?”
“Roasted cod with potatoes, a traditional Portuguese dish, very tasty,” I smile, “and Yasmin bought some cake for you for dessert.”
Yasmin’s Story:
When I look at the faces of the guys, who are sitting near the pool, I assume that the afternoon will be soaked in a gloomy air of sadness. The talk we have with the guys eases the things a bit – and the spanking that Colin threatens Eleyne with for taking the sex toy without permission arouses my interest, I’d like a spanking too. However it’s still evidently clear their pride has been deeply hurt by the defeat. I try not to worsen things, making jokes that might be inconvenient for the moment, even though my football fan spirit agitates me to make some remarks about Steel Virgin winning the match; however, looking at Colin's almost haggard face, makes me act prudently.
He helps me take all the packs upstairs, without making comments. When we finally enter the room I begin to search for a place in the closet for my new purchases. He sits on the bed, grabs a small box and asks me.
“What is this, Yasmin? A cream?”
“Yes, it is,” I answer while arranging some of the boxes in the closet.
“What is it for?”
He opens it and look at it in the same way Jim done before. “Do you feel old enough for using this?”
“What the hell are you saying?” I laugh, “I use it to prevent wrinkles and dry skin.”
He opens the cream pot, smells it and passes his finger on the surface.
“I think they invent all those things and you, women, believe it. This damned thing can´t do much to stop wrinkles. But if you like it... it tastes good.”
“Don´t eat my cream!” I protest when he begins to suck his finger with cream and I notice he’s changing to his usual good mood again. I sit at his side, trying to grab the cream and, as usually, he dodges me, as if I was a child.
“Your cream is horrible. It won´t prevent any wrinkles, you can use it for nothing. I’ll ask some make up expert and buy something nice for you.”
He tosses the cream over the bed and grabs his sports bag from the carpeted floor.
“See, this?” And he extracts torn football shorts from it. “One stupid Steel grabbed me from behind and these bloody shorts tore apart. Fortunately, I had others in the bag, but they are so old...I didn’t notice that until today. Looks tomorrow it’s my turn to do some shopping.”
I take the torn shorts and laugh at seeing them.
“My God,” I say, “You must have been playing very well, that they wanted to stop you with a dirty maneuver.”
“But this isn´t funny,” he becomes sour again. “They were playing dirty, fucking assholes.”
“Remember the fucking assholes are coming to your home tonight,” I smile at him while he searches for something more in the bag.
“The bag is shit, so old, but I bought something for you,” he continues and he takes out a bunch of mags and hands them to me. “I saw them in the newsstand, thought you would like them. Don´t know if you, metal-head gals, read this kind of things?”
Half a dozen of women mags are on my lap: Vogue, Cosmopolitan, Harper's Bazaar and others.
“Thanks, baby,” I utter and kiss him on the cheek, “I don´t read anything of this kind, but it will fun to begin.”
“I see,” he nods understandingly. “You’re trying to be the perfect metal-head girl.”
We laugh and he says.
“That is the reason I bought these, too.”
And he produces a new stack of mags, but now they are comic books.
“Oh, so cool. Thanks, baby,” I’m delighted, “Batman, Wolverine, Green Lantern and... oh, what are those?”
I check two comic mags that look definitively different.
“They're erotic comic books, child.” He smiles at me impishly. It seems that the doomsday is over.
“Let me see,” I murmur as I flip through the pages. “Oh, what cool illustrations... This vamp woman, naked, and her girlfriend... Hot comic, very hot.” I gasp looking at the erotic, almost pornographic pictures from the comic book. They are starting to give me some ideas...
“Do you like it? I supposed that you would.”
“But there are a lot of girls here and no men, where are they?”
“There are some hunky guys, like those bloody French guys, on the last pages, in another story...”
I feel his hands over my shoulders, grabbing them slightly and increasing the pressure slowly over them. I understand that he’s starting to feel naughty so I volunteer.
“I want to show you the teddies and the...”
He takes one pack and opens it fast, takes the maid uniform from inside and hands it to me:
“I don´t know what fucking shit this is but put it on,” his eyes sparkle and I smile at him, answering.
“It’s a uniform.”
“Oh, hell! A uniform?” He can´t believe it. “Who suggested buying it? Jim? I don´t think you like uniforms.”
“Yes, he did it,” and while I am talking I unbutton my top and take off my skirt, fast and ready to put on the uniform.
“And he took the both of you to that flat?” he bites his lower lip, “I think that I get it.”
“Well, Jim wanted to see all the clothes and...”
“OK, no problem,” he murmurs, “but remember not to take my toys out of this house, alright Yasmin? Eleyne was acting in such a strange way today with me. Tony has to take care of this, she should show more respect.”
I laugh and go to the bathroom to change my undies for the new uniform, but when I’m hooking the last strap he breaks in and exclaims.
“Hell's fire, baby! You’re so hot this way. Are you going to serve the snacks to the Steels dressed like this?” He’s joking and I laugh.
“Why not?”
“Because they won´t let you go if you do and will forget all about the TV match, the snacks, the hell...”
He comes close to me, I’m waiting for his embrace and I get it. His arms around me are so warm. After a moment I get a scorching kiss. When he stops I have real problems standing, my knees are soft and barely support me and my pussy is blazing wet. I want to fuck, now. But as I start dragging him towards the bed he chuckles.
“Not so fast, my lady. Even if it was Eleyne who took the cuffs, I’m sure she didn’t do it without your approval and instigation. Get your arse ready, Yasmin. Some punishment is in order.”
I’m purring now sucking his thumb but his takes away his hand as I mumble.
“Fuck me, Colin.”
“First spanking. On my lap baby, I won’t say it twice.”
He sits on the bed and I obediently lie down on his lap exposing my butt to him. Then I reach back and open my butt cheeks to show him how wet I am. He slides his hand into my crack and then comments.
“Already so wet? I haven’t really done anything yet.”
“You’re here, baby, it’s enough.” I wiggle my butt at him craving more touch, craving the slaps and also his dick. He swirls his fingers on my wet pussy making me moan loud. “Please, Colin.”
“How many times do I need to slap to make you come?” He wonders. Then he suggests. “Why not play a game? I will spank you and you will count.” His kneading my but now, kneading really hard. It’s so thrilling that I can hardly remain still.
“Yes, yes, yes,” I moan agreeing to everything that he might propose. After a moment a first slap lands on my butt. Not too strong one. Sufficient to make my blood flow faster but I want more. I want harder. And then I want his dick. “One…” I moan. “Harder. More…”
“Harder? More?” Colin chuckles while his fingers are investigating my orifices. My pussy is drenched now and he’s spreading the moisture in my arsehole. I wiggle my butt at him, try to raise it, I do want more. And more.
A series of strokes follows. This time they are really
forceful, they hurt. But they hurt pleasantly. The pain mixes with pleasure and soon I’m not really able to count, just whimper in overwhelming pleasure. Suddenly the spanking stops and he murmurs.
“Your butt is quite red now, how about a little spocker now?” And slides his fingers into my slit and arshole simultaneously. Then he starts pumping in and out.
“Yes,” I exclaim, then just continue whimpering. He doesn’t really need much time to drive me to the peak. I orgasm moaning loudly feeling how my pussy and arse walls convulse around his fingers. His other hand is pressing my hips down while he’s relentlessly finger fucking my two holes until everything is over.
I slide off his lap. I feel so soft but I still want his dick. I could suck him now – I lock my eyes on his pants zipper. Do I see well? Is it bulging? But before I do anything more I hear Jim at our door.
“Eleyne is calling you, Yasmin. She says it´s getting late.”
Eleyne’s Story:
Colin and Yasmin leave the kitchen and go upstairs. Tony is holding the bags with my shopping and looking at me.
“Come with me. I'd like to have a look at you wearing some of these, too. And your arse needs some spanking, this will sure cheer me up. ”
I lick my lips looking at him. It’s tempting. Really tempting but… Will I have enough time to cook everything later on?
“OK, honey, but we don't have much time. If you really want to be done with dinner before the Steels arrive...” I follow him upstairs.
At the mention of Steels he just makes a face.
“They were playing dirty… Alan ripped Colin's shorts,” he says moodily.
I decide not to comment it. We are already in Tony's bedroom and he empties the bags on the bed. He looks at all the colourful boxes and packs.
“You bought stockings, fantastic.” he smiles.
“Yes I did, and some teddies like Yasmin was wearing yesterday. Net dress... French maid costume... Body stockings, some thongs...” I show him the boxes. “Well, those net dresses are not very durable... One already didn't survive the lesson...”
“Did you really do it to Jim?” he asks sitting on the bed and pulling me to sit on his lap.
“Yes, sweetheart, we did. I told you yesterday that I wouldn't let any of you stray. Yasmin has the same feelings about you guys,” I look into his eyes and he smiles.
“Did it work?”
“Well, for a while... I suppose we have to repeat the lesson from time to time,” I roll my eyes.
He laughs then tries to tease me.
“How can you know that I didn't stray yesterday night?”
“I cannot know, but if you did, at least you were more discreet about it, contrary to Jim...” I sigh. Then I ask him more alertly. “Does it mean that you need a lesson, too? I and Yasmin can arrange it.”
“Do you think you’d manage to cuff me so easily? You think I would let you?” he smiles raising his eyebrows. Then he takes my chin into his hand and looks me in the eyes. “Tell me, baby.” He keeps on looking at me while I stir anxiously on his lap. This look of his excites me, I cannot deny it. I don’t know what to say… It could be interesting if I could cuff him, naughty ideas start to float in my mind. He sees my expression and tsks disapprovingly. “You know, Eleyne, if you tried doing this, it could have some grave consequences for your butt.” He continues playing with me for a moment longer, I can feel his hot breath on my neck and I’m getting more and more excited.
“Show me this maid outfit. And prepare your arse for spanking.” He hands me the box.
The way he says it makes me tremble in excitement. I go to the bathroom to change as quickly as possible. I’m impatient to have his hands on me. Just one glance into the mirror to see what I look like. Mmm… This costume looks sexy indeed, innocent but spicy. I think he will like it a lot. When I go out his reaction shows it to me really clearly. He almost pounces on me, like a predator on its victim. His lips crash mine, his tongue enters my mouth, making my blood turn to desire. My pussy gets hot and gets wet in heartbeat at the touch of his hands.
“Tony,” I moan his name. Feeling his hands on my boobs and his fingers entering my slit.
“I want to fuck you first, I’ll spank you later. Making dinner can wait a little more,” he purrs into my ear and pins me to the wall. “But first, I have something for you.” The collar, already dry, gets fastened again on my neck. “Don’t remove it baby, unless I let you do it.” He purrs into my ear as he hooks my leg around him. His dick is already springing out of his pants, hard and ready. Tony doesn't wait for any further invitation from me, just moves away the thong and starts thrusting into my pussy. I gasp and moan when he enters, the ecstasy is immediately overwhelming, but he suffocates me with his lips. My pussy is becoming wetter and hotter with each of his moves. I can barely stand, my legs are so weak. I mewl and whimper now as he keeps on banging me forcefully. His tongue continues fucking my mouth, playing with mine making me more and more dizzy and feverish. I’m trying to give back some of the passion I receive from him, trying to make him feel as good as I do, but soon he wants to change position. He withdraws from my pussy and purrs.
“Turn, baby. Bend down and show this pretty arse to me. Some spanking is in order now.”
My legs are trembling, but I meekly obey and bend down leaning against the wall for support, showing him what he wants to see. I feel his hands kneading my butt, moving the sexy thongs out of my crack, sliding his fingers in my pussy and spreading all the wetness on my skin. After a moment his hand lands forcefully on my butt cheek and I gasp. He spanks my butt again and grunts.
“You like this baby? Do you like it when I spank your arse like this?”
He grabs my hair and pulls me up. I turn my head to him whimpering in passion, trying to lick and kiss him.
“I love it, Tony. Spank me more. Spank me harder.”
I’m finally getting it. His hand on my butt is creating a hell of fire inside me, kneading, slapping, sliding his fingers into my pussy and arse.
“Harder, Eleyne? Like this?”
And he hits me one more time and this time my knees almost buckle under me. The pain turns into pleasure, and pleasure into pain as unfulfilled desire is burning inside me.
“Yes,” I squeal and get another slap, “oh, please, fuck me, Tony.”
“Fuck you... you say...” he croons and fingers my arse again, “I will want to screw this pretty arse of yours now, baby. Say you want me in your tight arse.”
He bites my ear then slaps my butt again making me whimper.
“Yes, yes, yes. Fuck my arsehole, Tony. I want you in my arsehole, baby, please.”
“Say it again, baby. I like listening to you begging for it.” He administers a few more strokes on my butt creating an inferno in the under waist part of my body.
“Please, fuck my arse, Tony. I want you, please.”
I moan and beg as he keeps on slapping keeping me hot and desperate until he decides I’m ready. He pulls me towards the chest of drawers and bends me over it. Now it’s much more comfortable for me, the wall was not the best support. He opens my butt cheeks wide and croons.
“Oh, yes, such a pretty tight arse...”
And then I feel he bends down as well and, after a moment, I feel his tongue flickering around my backdoor. I whimper again. He knows how to make me want more. I squirm, rocking my hips as he continues wiggling with his tongue around, in and out. It’s so delicious, so ecstatic, that I can only moan and shriek his name, encouraging him to take more, to take what he wants. My pussy is vibrating, releasing more juice, making me wetter and more than ready for his penetration.
After I don’t know how long, he lifts up and presses his hips against mine. I can feel his hard dick on my arse, pushing against my hole, which is surrendering to his shaft and opening up for him smoothly. He slides in deeply to his balls and now I can’t contain loud shrieks of pleasure. They only get louder when he starts banging.
“Yes... baby... Yell like this. I love it
when you do.”
He keeps on pressing me against the chest of drawers, I have no room to move and my butt is trapped, open to his deep banging. He fucks me really hard now and leads me fast to a mind-blowing orgasm. I climax really soon, my arse starts to spasm around his dick while I shake and tremble in climactic waves that are rolling over me. I get completely dazed and am close to being totally knocked out; the pleasure is so penetrating that it almost incapacitates me. Through the orgasmic haze I feel him shuddering, sheathing himself forcefully as deep as he can and flooding me with his cum.
I try to pull myself together, to get back to reality when he pulls me back on the bed and lies down, too. His hands grab me and he's on me again, pressing me down possessively with his body.
“You shall not wear this when the Steels come. I'm not in the mood for sharing you with them. Not after the lost game,” he growls into my ear as he touches my neck and the collar. “Or I may attach a leash to this trinket. You’re ours, baby.”
“Of course, Tony,” I agree meekly, “I was going to have my spa bath anyway. But... What about Drew? Steven? Don? They are coming, too, they said so in the morning...”
“Well, they are a different matter,” he replies.
“OK, I'll get changed after the other Steels have gone. But now I really have to start with the dinner.”
I kiss him, and he releases me. I get up and wash a bit, and later change back into my skirt and top and go downstairs. In the kitchen I take out the fish and other ingredients I'm going to need to prepare the food. Suddenly, Jim looks inside.
“Where's everybody? Then he winks, “I heard you, Eleyne. I see that Tony really liked the things that we bought.”
“He did,” I wink back and add, “he’s still in his bedroom. I don't know about Colin and Yasmin. By the way, when you see her, ask her to come here. I need her help to speed up the things.” My legs are a still bit shaky after the fuck Tony gave me, but there’s a job to do. And I take the potatoes, they need to be peeled, which will probably take the most amount of time.