“Try it for yourself, Sawyer, but be mindful of where you place it. It might sound thrilling to place it on very delicate areas, like the nipples and clitoris, but it may cause oversensitivity and even pain. Unless of course that’s what you’re going for.”
No, pain wasn’t his turn-on and he was grateful for the advice. Beginning on the larger surface areas of Ciara’s body, he tested out the Ray while Kerian went back to work on her clit. He was getting a wonderful response and wondered what else could be done with the magical Tesla wand. He tried another attachment that resembled a glass comb. Cranking up the voltage, he raked the comb over her scalp, then over her hip and thighs. Ciara screamed out when he briefly touched her nipples. He liked the sound of her whimpering so much, he lowered the voltage to deliver more zaps to her breasts.
When he was finished, he massaged and kissed every part of her body that he had electrified. The experiment had only gone on for fifteen minutes or was it forever? He had no idea. Time had ground to a halt and everything around him seemed to slow down and come into crisp focus, even the music which had momentarily been drowned out by the sound of the Ray. The deep female voices rose and fell as did Ciara’s with each of Kerian’s manipulations of the vibrator. With his head cloudy with desire, he decided it was time to taste his Angel.
“Trade me places, Kerian, and fill her mouth while I taste her arousal.”
“It would be her pleasure to be taken by two Masters. Wouldn’t it, Precious?” Kerian asked Ciara, putting the vibrator aside.
“Yes… yes… my honor and pleasure,” she whined.
Sawyer moved in between her legs. Her pussy was bright pink, her labia swollen and her clit rigid from all the stimulation. Spreading her moist lips, he blew up and down slowly. His eyes darted upward to see Kerian grip his Angel underneath her armpits and drag her to the end of the table so that her head was hanging off. He unbuckled his pants, slid his cock out and stroked himself, preparing to fuck her mouth.
Sawyer readjusted himself and lay on his belly, ready to partake of the buffet laid out before him. When he heard the wet sounds of Ciara’s mouth being taken, he dove into her pussy ferociously, biting and sucking at her labia and inflamed pearl. He held her thighs firmly apart and circled his tongue around before slipping it into her. Loud gagging momentarily broke his concentration and he looked up to see the most glorious deep-throating ever taking place. He could see the bulge of Ciara’s neck as Kerian penetrated the tight-depths of her throat and precum wet the front of his pants. He slipped two fingers into her and pumped them in and out vigorously until she nearly came undone. Slipping his hands under her ass, he tipped her pelvis upward and licked from her clit to her ass crack, his mouth resting over the hole he had fucked. He sucked at it too and poked his tongue in. It was a dirty thing to do, but he didn’t give a fuck. He was in a room full of people who were not judging him so why should he care? He let go of all his feelings of shame and went with what his instincts told him, and what they were telling him to do was everything he had always been denied. It was cathartic and energizing and some unfathomable feeling of power surged through him.
He stood, kicked off his slacks and grabbed a nearby condom that Kerian had been kind enough to lay out for him. He spit into the palm of his hand, lubing his dick for another go at her ass. He guided the head of his dick to her anus and pushed gently until he felt her body relax. Slowly, he began pumping into her tight hole. Over and over, he slid his cock all the way out only to thrust into her again.
Doing his best to stay focused was difficult with the delicious sounds from above. Shaking his head, he glanced upward again. He couldn’t take anymore. He had to have her mouth, too. Kerian read his thoughts, disengaged from Ciara and stepped aside for him to take over. Like a well-choreographed dance, they traded positions again, only this time Kerian began to fuck Ciara while Sawyer plundered her mouth.
After snapping the rubber off, he guided his shaft past her drool-soaked lips, he held her shoulders down, pinning her to the tabletop. He pushed past her tonsils slowly, feeling the tightening of her throat around him. Other than her ass, it was the most fantastic thing he had ever felt. She didn’t flinch once and opened her throat to him unwaveringly. He propelled deeper into her throat with each thrust, pulling out on occasion to allow her to breathe and look into her eyes. Every time he did, they shared an intense physical awareness of each other, the web of attraction building with every wet, intimate, debauched moment they shared. The sweetly intoxicating musk of their bodies, sweat and sex began to overwhelm Sawyer. His heart beat wildly in his chest and his cock began to pulse in time with the music as his finish neared. His eyes darted to Kerian who was thrusting at a frenzied pace and thumbing her clit causing Ciara to squirm uncontrollably. With everything that she was being submitted to, he was amazed that still, her hands remained palms down.
“Are you ready to cum for your Masters?” Sawyer grunted.
Unable to respond verbally, Ciara lifted her hand and slapped the table.
He pulled out long enough to hear her cries of passion and gave his order. “Cum, and say my name, Angel – loud and clear. Say it like I’m the only one in this room.”
“Sawyer!” she cried loudly without an ounce of hesitation.
He promptly pushed back into her, feeling his shaft hit the back of her tonsils. Two long, slow pumps later, Sawyer’s seed pulsed out and down her throat. He stumbled backward and only a few short moments later heard the loud grunt of Kerian. Wanting nothing more than to throw himself onto a bed and crawl into the fetal position and sleep for hours, he found the strength to gather Ciara into his arms and carry her to the bed with him.
“I’ll clean up…” she whispered weakly with cum dripping down around her mouth.
“No, you’ve done enough this evening, my dark Angel. Rest.”
Chapter 11
Having carried a sleeping and nude Ciara to their suite, Sawyer cleaned her up before crashing next to her and slept as if he had been knocked over the head by a kinky cupid. He woke early in the morning on Saturday to Ciara’s shimmering eyes concentrated on his face.
“Good morning, Master Morrison.”
“I thought you’d be showered by now, Angel,” he yawned.
“I need your permission to leave this bed first,” she smiled, reminding him that she was no regular submissive, but a slave.
“Yes, how silly of me. By all means, make yourself pretty and clean for me. I’ll join you in a few minutes.”
Sawyer found his phone and quickly texted his activities to Sarah, excited to share his three-some with her.
S.M.: 8:08 AM: Your Domly One has been a very naughty boy, Snowflake.
SarahH: 8:12 AM: Good morning, Sir! I can hardly wait to hear the details. Is Ciara treating you well?
S.M.: 8:15 AM: More than well. I’m being treated like royalty. A man could get used to this kind of pampering. Last night was AMAZING. Hint: three bodies, one table. ;)
SarahH: 8:16 AM: 0.0 Two vajays and one peen or two noodles and one hoo-haw?
Sawyer threw his head back and laughed joyously.
S.M.: 8:17 AM: No noodles involved – only solid MASSIVE cocks!
He was feeling particularly happy and he could only guess it was because of Ciara.