by Cynthia Dane
“Or were you going to bend over this bed and let him pummel this pretty pussy of yours, your screams begging him to turn you into the dirtiest slut this house has ever seen?”
Oh, Katie, you project too much.
“That one, Mistress. I wanted him to fuck me until I passed out.”
You know, I’m imagining this. Me, Judith, that big bed while Kathryn watches. I can’t help but wonder if she would actually get off on something like that – watching me fuck another woman, that is. I can’t believe it. She’s too jealous right now, and all Judith did was touch my thigh and imply she wanted me to Top her. I didn’t say I would. I wasn’t going to, because I want to see Katie dole our justified punishment.
In the club, I love to sit and watch a feminine sub put on a show like this. Doesn’t matter if it’s a man or woman giving it to her. I usually don’t watch the Dom, since that’s not the person getting me off, so it doesn’t matter who it is. Tonight? I’m so enthralled by Katie’s liquid movements that I almost miss the pinking of Judith’s ass when the paddle lands on the left cheek. A yelp echoes in the room. The silk binds twist in the air as Judith pulls against them.
Blood goes straight to my cock. Just like blood is going straight to Judith’s flesh, making it so red with every smack of the paddle.
Kathryn pays careful attention to the whole area. She strikes both cheeks, the back of Judith’s thighs, and even part of her calves, although not as hard. She’s sure to spread the love all over, which doubles as a protection to places already struck. It’s the same way I spanked her the other night. Not that I doubt for a second that Kathryn already knows how to do this. I only know this is her first time doing it to a woman.
And I get to witness it.
Watching her move around Judith, whispering in her ear, caressing before striking, and then grabbing that pink ass is honestly one of the hottest things I’ve ever seen. I don’t know if it’s because it’s two women, because it’s Kathryn, or because…
There’s something about the way Kathryn Dommes that makes me hard and sweaty.
I finish my drink and keep the empty glass to my lips. My eyes won’t leave the scene in front of me. As soon as Kathryn is finished spanking the poor girl – or lucky girl, really – she unties the binds and turns Judith around.
No longer can I see that pretty flesh, but I do see the exasperation on the cocky girl’s face. She’s no longer in a silly, flirty mood. She’s trembling in arousal, her eyes begging me to do something about this – namely, give her sexual relief.
Can’t do that, Judith. You’re Kathryn’s. You said so yourself.
Kathryn gets rid of the paddle. As she tosses it aside, her hand fondles the top of Judith’s breast, pulling down the front of her bra and pinching her nipple. The sound coming from the sub’s throat is like an angel’s
“Look at that man, sweetie.” Kathryn takes Judith by the chin and forces her face in my direction. Something metallic and sparkling dangles from the Domme’s hand. I think I recognize it, but I’m not sure. If I’m right? Oh, boy. Oh, boy. “He’s handsome, isn’t he? No wonder you wanted to fuck him. I have it on good authority that he’s a good Dom. You would’ve had a good time with someone like him.”
Clips and chains fall onto the bed. I was right.
This is gonna get good.
“You missed the memo, though. He’s my Dom.”
I don’t know what the fuck is hotter. Hearing her possessive jealousy overtake this otherwise self-assured woman, seeing the first nipple clamp take its prisoner, or registering that Katie just called me her Dom.
It’s an incredible trifecta of everything I want and more. I am having the best day ever.
So is Judith, as she moans so deeply from both nipple clamps that I think she’s going to die. She’s definitely getting wet. I can see it from here.
“You’re lovely, though.” Kathryn takes a peaceful approach now, stroking the whole of Judith’s skin and nibbling at the corner of her mouth. “I can see why you were picked to be a professional. Men must go crazy for you. They all want to fuck you, I’m sure. What would be one more from Ian’s cock? You ever fuck him before?”
Judith takes a second to respond. “No, Mistress. I’ve never fucked him.”
“So you’ve never even seen his cock? Too bad. It’s great.”
Thank you for the continuous strokes to my ego, darling.
“Go ahead, Ian. Take it out and show her what she’s missing.”
We both look at her. Mostly me. Because… what?
“Are you shy?” Kathryn smacks one of Judith’s breasts, making it jiggle and the chain hanging from it shake like chimes. “This girl is over here tied up and getting sexually tortured., and you’re being shy?”
Don’t fret. My cock is good and hard. I’ve been ignoring it so I won’t be tempted to jack off while this goes on, but now I’m suddenly aware of the throbbing desire emanating from the area. I want them both. To feel Kathryn’s mouth on me, licking me clean, getting me ready for more fun as I gently fuck her throat. Then I want to take this poor, hapless sub she chose and put her out of her sexual misery. With Kathryn watching.
Urging me.
I think I understand the Andrews now.
I’ve never felt as powerful in the bedroom as I do with Kathryn. We could make a formidable team. In private, I’ll train her to be my sub. In “public,” we’ll be two badass Doms picking off one girl at a time. Ah, it’s a tempting thought. Of course, Kathryn would want her share of men in there. I wouldn’t be into that.
Yet the power is in my head, and I think I can get away with a few demands of my own.
“Why don’t you come over here and show her yourself?”
Kathryn laughs. Judith can’t respond. Even so, the Domme steps away from her sub and approaches me, hips swaying with every seductive step.
“You just want me to touch your cock,” Kathryn says, straddling the arms of the chair with her hands. Her lips are inches away from my own, but I don’t tempt fates by kissing her. “You’re as transparent as a ghost, Mr. Mathers.”
Aside from glancing down her cleavage, my eyes are locked on hers. Hungry. Jealous. Burning with possessiveness. Her fingers expertly drop my zipper and stroke the shaft of my erect cock. I hold in a breath. When I touch the air, all Katie can do is grin and touch my underside.
She walks away, leaving my cock thrust into the air. Judith can probably see it. Whether or not she can doesn’t matter.
“Why do you think he’s hard like that?” Katie coos, tugging on the nipple clamps. “Is it because of how sexy you are like this? Maybe. It could be those sounds you keep making. That sweet look of sexual release on your face. He’s a man at the end of the day. He wants to fuck any woman looking at him like that.”
Judith whimpers, but I can’t understand what she says.
“You know what I think? He’s hard because of me. Seeing me dominate turns him on.”
I grin.
“He’d get hard if I did this to anyone. A woman like you… a handsome man with a big, thick cock…” Kathryn pulls a pouch from the chest. Inside it is a small vibrating egg. It turns on without a hitch, its hum sending shivers through me, through my cock. “Me doing it to him.”
I don’t have time to think about that implication. The vibrating egg touches Judith’s mound, and she writhes as if the world is ending around her and her soul is trapped on this forsaken planet.
“Good girl. You want that reward, don’t you?” Kathryn pulls the egg away. “I can feel how wet and hot you are inside those panties.”
Someone send me help, because this is so fucking hot.
You’d almost think I planned it!
“Yes, Mistress…” Judith is breathless, her arousal overtaking her in ways she probably rarely shows someone, let alone two people at once. She’s staring at me, and I’m not sure if it’s my face or my cock that commands more attention. I’m okay not knowing. “Please l
et me come.”
“I bet you’d like that. But why should I let you do that? You tried to take my man.” She tips up the sub’s chin and comes dangerously close to kissing her. “Then again, I’m sure he’d like nothing better than to see me bring you pleasure. I suppose it’s the least you could do.”
Neither Judith nor I are prepared for what Kathryn does – taking the sub’s mouth and pussy both.
Lips are on Judith’s. Muffled moans rise in the air. The buzzing egg rubs all over Judith’s slit. I can practically hear the orgasm coming.
When Judith loses it, she loses it hard.
She shakes her binds, jingles her nipple clamps, and squeals so hard on Kathryn’s lips that you would think she was going through tremendous pain. We all know better. That scent in the room is nothing but Judith.
In the midst of the woman’s orgasm, Kathryn glances at me, smiling as if to say, “Is this what you had in mind?”
So much and more, my sweet.
Judith dangles from her binds once her orgasm subsides. Clicking in her throat, Kathryn unties the girl and helps her lie on the bed. The spreader moves away. I see that pinked ass again as Katie rolls Judith over and administers diligent aftercare.
I look away. I think about getting my own drink, but it may not leave me lucid enough to enjoy the ensuing moments. Like Katie waiting a few minutes before politely telling Judith to get the fuck out of the room.
By now my cock feels like it’s about to stage a mutiny. I sat through that without managing to touch myself. So the moment Judith grabs a robe and stumbles from her own bedroom, dazed and beyond confused, I’m more than grateful to see Kathryn stalking toward me with that look of vigorous desire in her eyes that whirl in otherworldly blues.
She’s going to eat me alive.
Chapter 20
IAN
There’s nothing romantic or careful about the way Kathryn hops in my lap and sinks herself around my cock, her sigh of long-awaited relief enveloping me before the heat of her inner walls does.
“Thank fuck!” she groans, grinding in my lap with the power of a hungry tigress. Her teeth are even bare as she comes at my mouth, tongue lashing against anything it finds, fingers ripping apart my shirt and feeling up my chest.
It’s so much at once. Truly, it’s a wonder I have enough sense to grab her ass and hold on.
She’s so wet, so slick that I can only guess she’s been in this state for hours. Dominating a sub only sent her over the edge, making her famished for her own sexual relief. In that case, it’s me and my cock, the lucky fuck.
“Holy shit!” Her eyes are rolled back. Hands grasp the back of my chair as her hips wildly buck against mine. My cock is merely a tool. Kathryn is so riled up on desire that it makes sense to let her do whatever the fuck she wants. “Fuck me, Ian!”
She shrieks in pleasure as I grip her hips and thrust up into her, letting the smoothness of her flesh consume the entire length of my shaft. My hungry tip buries deep within her, determined to find her G-spot – but I’m distracted by her deep kisses and deeper moans.
I’ve never felt her this aggressive before. Usually when we have sex like this, it’s me doing all the seducing. All the fucking. Sure, Kathryn does a bangup job massaging my cock and making me come so hard that I can barely see for an hour, but it’s me, me conducting this orchestra. Not tonight. Tonight, Kathryn Alison is taking what’s hers.
Me.
“You’re mine, you bastard,” she growls in my ear, her cunt unrelenting against my shaft. “Now make me yours.”
I force her to still in my lap. I need to think, even though my fucking hard-on is screaming to come. That has to wait, because my sweet – and not-so-sweet – Katie has made a kind request of me.
I push her out of my lap, watching her stumble and trip without going down. My hand wraps around her wrist and hauls her to Judith’s bed, where I can smell and see the remnants of another woman’s orgasm.
To say I’m further turned on is a gross understatement.
Kathryn doesn’t let me lay her down and take her. No, she’s too damn feisty for that at the moment. She’ll accept nothing less than me lying down instead.
Hey, if it means less work on my part? She can ride me until she can’t walk anymore!
The bed moves along with us as Kathryn straddles my hips and takes all of me, her eyelashes fluttering and her breasts straining against the bust of her painfully high neckline. I’m the tortured one here. I want nothing more than to see her breasts bouncing for my amusement as she fucks me with every bit of strength she has.
I’ll take that orgasmic face, however. There’s nothing wrong with that.
“Tell me you want me!” Kathryn grabs me by the shoulders and thrusts, her arousal so vast that even at this awkward angle she has no problem slamming her hips down and grinding against my cock. “Tell me you’d rather have me over any other woman here.”
To the tune of her protests, I sit up, drawing her into my clothed embrace. Even with so many layers between us, I can still feel her heart beating, her blood quickening, and her breaths slowing as she finally relaxes against me, ready to let me take over our lovemaking.
“I want you, Katie.” I thrust upward, touching her deeply, feeling her wetness course down my shaft and leave me as slick as her insides. “You’re the only woman I want.”
At first I mean she’s the only woman here I want, but when I think about it… perhaps there is no other woman who could tempt me away.
She kisses me, both hands taking my face against hers. Our movements slow, but the intensity is still there, ripping us away from reality and casting us asunder.
I’m okay with that.
For a while, we’re the only people in this mansion, in the world. I consume her – she consumes me. Together we’re nothing but need and desire, two souls vying for each other’s affections with nothing but fear for saying what’s really in our hearts.
“Come on, Katie.” I bury my fingers on either side of her ass, feeling her heat, her elasticity take over my senses. “Come for me.”
She’s close. Easy to tell when her mouth is trembling, her eyes are begging me for a few more thrusts, and her opening is closing tight around the base of my cock. She’s holding me in, getting ready to take every drop I’m holding back. Painfully holding back. Desperately holding back.
I refuse to come until she does.
“You gonna come inside me?” she whimpers, losing that domineering edge she’s had since we entered this room. “I want you to.”
Music to this man’s ears. “Of course, lovely.”
She closes her eyes, throws back her head, and rides my lap without a shred of shame.
Kathryn Alison is the most beautiful woman in this world. I’ve known it forever. I know it now. There can’t possibly be a female soul on this earth who compares to the way Katie devours my cock with her strong, tender body. This dress constrains her, but I don’t care. I don’t care! I’m in love with the way she thrusts, the way she moans, the way she begs for me to have my whole fill of her. And I will. I will indulge in every crevice and corner hiding within her.
Because I love her.
This realization takes over. Here we are, practically in a brothel, my Katie having rubbed off another woman for my entertainment. Yet it feels so perfect. She’s mine.
She’s mine.
“Ian!” Her shout echoes all around me. “I’m coming!”
I felt it before she did. My cock knows when it’s about to be emptied by this woman. Her sudden tightness. Her wetness covering my groin. Her.
Kathryn comes in my lap, her face contorting into the most gorgeous silent scream you’ve ever seen. Her whole body ripples in pleasure. She’s choking on the moment, legs spread wide in my lap as my cock completely disappears inside of her, not coming back out until I…
My voice is far louder than hers when I release the pressure inside me. Everything burns, in the most pleasura
ble way, in that split second before I come.
Inside of her.
There’s no fear. No misgivings. Just her moaning from the impact of my seed inside her, coating her innermost place with me. No other man has done this to her. Deep inside, I think… this is how the world will know she’s mine.
That we’re one.
Kathryn clamps me inside of her until I’m finished. By that time, she’s nearly falling off my lap, opting to instead fall forward against my chest. I hold her in my arms, wanting to collapse with her in this stranger’s bed. It’s not only her wetness covering my cock now. It’s me, too, and the scent overpowers my ability to pull out.
Why would I pull out? Aren’t she and I destined to be one?
Eventually, Kathryn coaxes me down, our tattered clothes showing how defiled we are as we curl up on top of this bed. She buries her nose in my chest, moving her legs off mine and groaning from the relief in her thighs. She says something about feeling my seed drip down her skin, and I almost get hard again.
Except I can’t. Reality is returning. Lights in my eyes. Fresh air in my nose. A world outside of “Katie and me.” That world where I thought… I love her.
I’m not a man afraid of my emotions. I always thought that if – when – I fall in love, I would go at it with gusto and act like a fucking man. Apparently that is easier said than done, because now I’m lying here, Kathryn Alison wrapped around me and panting from the sex we just had. The love we just made.
Here we are, and all I can think is that I need to keep these thoughts to myself. Not only do I not want to scare her off, but I want to be absolutely sure before I expose my heart like that.
After all, there are a million reasons for us to never be together. I don’t want to tempt fate.
Chapter 21
KATHRYN
Hi. I’m Kathryn Alison, billionaire through her rich-ass father and one of the hottest Dommes you’ve ever seen strut around a club.
And I’m currently giving a guy a blowjob while we’re parked on the side of a dirt road.