Before she could beg for some hard, fast loving, Master Ethan diverted her attention once again. He slid his arms under her shoulders and pulled her upper body closer to his side of the bed. Turning her head, she found herself nose to slit with his erection. He planted his feet as far apart as his pants would allow, which brought his cock into licking range. He then shifted his hips to brush the pre-cum-smeared tip across her lips.
“Open up, pet,” Vincent said, his voice deep and gentle. “Show Master Ethan what a good little cocksucker you are.”
Though it was an order from her Master, Shea’s body refused to cooperate as her thoughts began to race. Less than five minutes before she had been sucking rook’s cock, and now she was expected to do the same for this man. She knew Master wanted her to experience being with several men at once, and though her arousal had her teetering on the edge of sanity, she was not sure she could do it.
When the cock traced over her lips again, she rolled them over her teeth like a small child refusing to take medicine. When pain shot from her left nipple to her clit, she gasped and panicked. Before Ethan’s cock passed her lips, she turned her head and met Master’s all-seeing gaze.
Taking a deep breath, she breathed, “Rhino.”
* * * *
Vincent looked deep in his pet’s eyes, shocked that she had safe worded. Instead of excitement and aroused hunger as he had hoped, he read panicked fear. Had he pushed her too hard? Taken things too fast? Was the rest of the shift going to be awkward and uncomfortable for her since there was no way she could go home until morning when he did?
“Guys, can you two leave us for a couple of minutes? I need to talk with Shea.”
The men said nothing, but he watched as Ethan nodded and then went around the bed to his slave. Grabbing the other man by his cock, he led rook out of the room and down the hall.
* * * *
In the hall, away from the door and out of sight of Vincent and his woman, Ethan turned to face his man. He continued to hold rook’s cock in his hand, squeezing it at random intervals with interspersed strokes from tip to base and back again. Looking the man in the eye, he asked, “Did she taste good?”
Rook opened his mouth to answer, but instead of speaking, a long, low groan emerged as his hips pulsed forward, driving his cock in and out of Ethan’s grip. His eyes went wide as he came, covering both their bellies with his spend. When his orgasm subsided, he fell to the floor and bowed so his forehead was resting between Ethan’s boots.
“I’m sorry, Master, but I just could not hold it any longer.”
“We’ll deal with this later, but for now you’d better keep that cock from getting soft or I’ll put your ring on it and you won’t be allowed to come until we get home tomorrow morning.”
Ethan had to work hard to keep his voice low and hard and filled with the power that made him Dom. In truth, he was surprised his slave had lasted as long as he had. He was ready to pop his cork and he had not been touching a woman for the last ten minutes.
“Yes, Master.”
“Now, answer my question. How did she taste?”
“I don’t know, Master,” rook responded. “I did not taste her.”
“What did you do to her?” Ethan knew something had happened. He could smell the faint aroma of the woman’s juices on his boy.
“I played with her, uh, girls, and stroked her…between the legs,” rook answered. “But I did not kiss her or taste her, Master.”
“Slave, you are not in church or talking to your mama. Now sit up and look at me while you tell me what you did to Master Vincent’s pet.”
Ethan kept his expression stern as rook pushed up and raised his face until their gazes met and locked.
“I, uh, played with her tits and stroked her clit,” he said, his face going a deeper shade of red as he recounted his actions.
“And what did she do to get you so worked up you came when I had barely touched you?”
“She sucked on my cock, Master.”
Ethan saw his friend’s mind was working and wondered what his big brain was working out. Since this was his first intimate interaction with a female, he was probably making comparisons. “How did it feel to have a woman suck on your cock instead of me?”
“Different. It was good, but she’s not you, Master.”
“You’d better believe it,” Ethan said. “Now get to work on that cock. You go soft and I’m getting my toy bag out of the truck, and we’ll see how you look trussed up against the front of the pumper with your ass as red as the truck.”
The kneeling man reached between his thighs with both hands. One started stroking his half-hard length while the other went to cup and roll his still-heavy balls beneath. Ethan forced himself to remain where he was when what he really wanted was to get down and suck the soft right out of rook’s cock.
Chapter 5
Once they were alone, Vincent turned his attention back to his woman who looked pale and frightened. Tears filled her eyes as she lay beneath him. Something was wrong, very, very wrong. He moved to pull his cock from her pussy, but her head quickly shook from side to side as she breathed, “No, don’t leave me.”
Instead of breaking their connection, he reached down and opened the cuffs on her ankles and wrists, releasing her from her bonds. He then slid his arms under her and raised her body from the bed. Straightening, he turned and he sat down where she had just been. His cock pushed even deeper into her sheath once she settled fully in his lap. Threading his fingers through the hair at the back of her head, he pushed her face into the top of his shoulder.
Wrapping his arms around her back, he brushed a kiss over her hair just above her ear. “Talk to me, pet. Tell me what it is that brain of yours is overthinking that scared you so bad.”
When she did not immediately answer, he snuggled her closer and kept talking, keeping his voice low and soft. “I’ve been dreaming about a day like this for a while as you know, but I thought you would enjoy playing with us.”
She began to shiver. Reaching down, he pulled the comforter from the side of the bed and wrapped it around her. He was afraid to push too hard, so he just sat and held her, knowing she would talk once she figured out how to express her thoughts.
“I think it’s just that I haven’t fully woken up from my nap,” she whispered before pausing for several long heartbeats without moving. “I also don’t want anyone to think of me as the station slut. I don’t want you to be ashamed of me.”
Her words made him realize that he had gone about this all wrong. “Oh, baby, I’m sorry. It was a last-minute decision, and I thought it would be best to surprise you. Knowing it’s going to be a dead day, I wanted you to spend this day here with me instead of sitting at home alone. I have to say I am proud of you for using your safe word. I know how much that cost you.”
“I’m sorry, Master. I want to do this, but…”
“…we need to slow things down and maybe do some one-on-one play before we three gang up on you?” he finished.
She nodded, her cheek rubbing up and down the navy-blue turtleneck he wore. “Yes, Master. I mean, I wake up and have a near-stranger touching me, arousing me, while I suck his cock without knowing that you’re all right with it,” she explained, her voice calmer.
“I understand, pet. How about if Master Ethan and rook join us? After we show them how beautiful you are when you come while riding your stallion, we can talk about what we want from the day. Be warned, you will remain naked until six thirty tomorrow morning. And if we do get called out, you will stay in this room with the door closed and locked until we get back. Do you understand?”
“Yes, Master. Thank you for understanding.”
“Master Ethan, please join us. And bring your slave,” Vincent turned his head and called, knowing the other two men would not be far away.
The two men appeared immediately, looking as they had moments before, their pants and underwear pushed down and their shirts pushed up. Everything from belly button to knees was b
are, Master Ethan’s shaft pointed to his belly with a deep-scarlet head. Rook followed his Master into the room with his head down and his cock pointing straight out from his groin. Had Ethan allowed his slave to come? Or had rook been pushed past his endurance and come without permission?
“Pet is willing to play with us but pointed out that we are pushing too hard and too fast. She’s right. We have plenty of time before morning to explore every combination that strikes our fancy,” Vincent said, his voice tight with his own need. “I propose we slow things down for now.”
“Sounds good, but three of us are still hurting.” He shot rook a hard look. “I propose we who need to deal with our current needs ASAP. I, for one, cannot wait to see your beautiful girl come. Once we can think straight again, the four of us can talk about which combination we’d like to see and/or participate in.”
“Sounds like a plan to me,” Vincent agreed easily then lifted Shea’s chin until she was looking into his eyes once again. “Can you live with that, pet?”
“Yes, Master. Thank you for understanding, Sir.”
He watched as Ethan grinned as he stepped up and laid his hand on her hair for a moment. “You can thank me properly later, little girl. For now why don’t you and Master Vincent watch while rook sucks me off?”
Pet smiled and looked relieved at the other man’s easy acceptance of her request. “I’d like that, Sir.”
* * * *
Shea watched as Master Ethan sat down on the bed beside them. She shifted on Master Vincent’s lap so she could see his cock better. She made a small whimpering sound as Master’s cock shifted inside her, sending shivers of white-hot need through her. She needed to come. She was so tightly wound she was getting a headache from the anticipation, arousal, and tension.
She watched as rook knelt between his Master’s widespread thighs. As soon as he was in position, he leaned forward and took the man’s cock between his lips. Shea watched in growing surprise as the submissive slid farther and farther down Master Ethan’s cock, not stopping until his nose touched the man’s lower belly.
Looking at her own Master, she breathed, “Wow!”
Vincent chuckled as he stroked fingers over her breasts and tweaked her nipples. “Shocked me the first time I saw him do it, too.”
Shea moaned as heat shot from his fingers to her clit, which pressed tight against his body. She turned back in time to see rook back off the cock with a gasp of inhaled breath. When he began to bob up and down on the top half of the cock, her hips began to move, synchronizing her movements with his.
She tore her gaze once again from the man on his knees to meet the Vincent’s. “Master?”
He nodded as if reading her mind. “Go ahead, pet. Ride my cock, but remember we come together or not at all.”
“Yes, Master,” she murmured before leaning in and kissing him.
She used teeth, tongue, and lips to help him along the path to orgasm down which she was already racing. As usual, he took over control of the kiss after a few seconds. At the same time, his hands dropped from her breasts to her hips and began to guide them up and down his thick erection.
Shea broke the kiss when her breathing became too labored to continue in fits and starts as they kissed. Panting, she rode her Master as he liked it. She clenched her pussy muscles as she rose then relaxed them as she dropped back down until his cock was buried deep inside her once again.
Turning her head, she checked rook’s progress before raising her eyes and meeting Master Ethan’s amber eyes. He winked and grinned at her even as he wrapped his hands around his slave boy’s skull and began to force the man’s mouth up and down his length at a faster pace.
Watching the raw sensuality of these two, combined with Master Vincent’s cock filling her pussy, drove Shea to that place where a single stroke over her clit or fingers pinching a nipple would catapult her into the orgasmic heavens.
She could tell Vincent was close as well by the way his fingertips were pressing deeper into the flesh of her hips. In the next few seconds, she watched as Master Ethan’s expression contorted with his release. He looked at her and mouthed the word “Come,” to which she immediately responded by flying. She cried out as her orgasm washed over her like a tsunami. As she convulsed with her release, she dropped her head to V’s shoulder.
She gave no thought that Master had not come until his hands squeezed her hips even tighter and forced her to continue riding him. At the same time, his hips began to buck up into her harder and faster. Finally, he growled as he came, and she felt his heat just outside her womb as he filled the condom with his seed.
Though she knew, especially today, that condoms were a good thing, she still wished and dreamt of a day when Vincent declared his love and they could dispense with the latex sheaths that kept their bodies separate on the most elemental level. She wondered if he would ever want children with her, would ever want to build a family with her, or if this living and loving arrangement would be all they had until her need for more drove a wedge between them that would force her to walk away.
Returning from thoughts that saddened her, she saw Master Ethan watching her closely even as rook gently cleaned his cock before releasing it and laying his head on his thigh. Ethan then leaned forward, tilted his slave’s head back, and murmured love words just before kissing him long enough to set Shea’s pussy to fluttering with renewed excitement.
“Shhh, pet. Relax and rest. I need to get the feeling back in my legs before we do that again,” Vincent murmured against the back of her head as he stroked her back and brushed several kisses over her hair.
“Yes, Master,” she said with a relaxed and happy smile. Having come twice already that morning, it would no doubt take Master a few minutes to regain the strength and stamina for the next go-round. That was fine with her. She would be just as happy to sit and just cuddle with him for the rest of the day though she knew he had a hard time believing that.
She returned Master Ethan’s smile as he pulled rook up onto the bed between them. He placed rook so the slave boy faced her, and she could see his still erect cock. Ethan then curled up behind him and stroked his hands over rook’s body.
She was fascinated by the other men’s bodies, and though she tried not to stare too hard as Ethan cuddled his man, she found herself watching every move the Dom’s hand made even as she noted the slave’s response.
“They look good together, don’t they?” Master Ethan asked softly as the two men watched Vincent soothing her.
“Yes, Master, a very beautiful couple,” rook answered on a sigh.
Shea wanted to scoff in denial, but talking bad about herself was one of Master Vincent’s most harshly punishable offenses. No one said anything negative against his slave, most especially her.
Instead, she licked her lips, which earned a pair of soft groans from the two men.
“I’m hungry,” she announced softly as she lifted her head from Master’s shoulder and looked at him, “and I need to pee.”
Vincent looked thoughtful. “Of course you are, my sweet pet. You didn’t get breakfast, and it is almost lunchtime. All right, men, we need to take care of pet’s needs before anything else happens today.”
Before she could move, he lifted her from his lap and set her on the bed beside him, once again impressing her with his strength. All three men stood, and before Shea could clear the fog enough to realize she did not have anything to wear, they were tucked, zipped, and completely pulled together. Hands ran through hair and none of the men looked as if they had been half-naked and having sex just seconds before.
She on the other hand was nude and not sure what she was supposed to do about it. “Uh, Master? I don’t have anything to wear.”
He leaned down and gave her one of the brushing kisses she loved. “I know, sweetheart, but that’s okay. I like you this way.”
“But it’s kind of chilly,” she pointed out, hoping to sound reasonable, “and we are in a public building.”
“Oh, okay.
In the bag by the door,” he said with a wave of one hand, “you’ll find some clothes. You may choose one piece to wear for the next hour. If you want to put on any non-clothing items you find, that would okay, too.”
“Thank you, Master.”
“Who’s on kitchen duty today?” he asked as he looked to the other men.
“You,” Ethan answered with a snort.
“Great,” Vincent said with a sigh. “Okay, pet, we’re going to leave you to do your thing. The bathroom is two doors down, and we’ll be in the break room on the other side of the bay.”
Shea could not help but giggle. “I know where the break room is, silly Master. That’s the big room with the wide screen TV and comfy recliners where I find you sleeping whenever I stop by, right?”
She squeaked when he slapped her ass. “Watch your mouth, pet, else you’ll find yourself walking home in your cloak and boots and nothing else.”
She giggled again. “Yes, Master. I’m sorry, Master. Please forgive me, Master,” she said, snuggling into his chest, and slowly brushed her breasts back and forth across his chest.
After massaging the heat of the slap into her skin, Vincent canted his hips, pressing an already-renewed erection into her lower belly. “Forgiven. You have five minutes to get yourself to the break room.”
“And if I take six?”
“Master Ethan will spank you and you won’t get your lunch, you’ll become lunch,” Vincent said in his deep, Dom voice that set her pussy to clenching again.
With that, the three men shared a masculine laugh as they trooped out of the room. Once they were gone, Shea found and used the facilities before returning to sort through the sports bag she recognized as Master’s bag.
She pulled out the neatly folded clothing and piled them on the floor in two piles, his and hers. “You’re wily, Master.”
Her pile contained her choice of jeans, her favorite pushup bra, and an oversize woven cotton shirt that buttoned up the front that was missing several buttons. The last time she had worn it, Master had pulled out his knife and cut off several buttons before ordering her not to replace them. Three buttons remained to hold the shirt closed from just below her tits to her bellybutton. The shirt was long, ending at her midthigh, so if she took small steps and did not sit down, she should stay relatively PG-rated.
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