Alexandr's Reluctant Submissive (35 page)

“What’s the Chambers?” Hulk asked in a low voice.

“Their private BDSM playground.”

The massive black man’s pale-green eyes went wide, then he grinned but shook his finger at Sarah. “Beach will lose his shit if you play with anyone.”

“I know that.” Sarah put her hand on her hip. “But he won’t mind one bit if I give the girls a helping hand by taking pictures to send to their husbands.”

Hulk shook his head while Maks looked towards the ceiling as if in supplication. “They’ll be home soon enough. Can’t your mischief wait until their return?”

“Maks,” Jessica purred, and Rya almost laughed as the well-built auburn-haired man flinched. “I was hoping you could take pictures of Catrin and me.”

He grit his teeth and Rya had to hide her triumphant grin as he said, “Someday, you are going to get me killed.”

Catrin laughed and sauntered past Maks. “Do not be so grumpy.”

After much laughter and whispers, they made it to the massive playground that took up almost the entire twenty-third floor. It had a magnificent view of the city, but the windows were specially treated with a variety of cutting-edge technology that not only made them blast-proof, but also spy-proof. No one could see or listen to what happened in this room, a rare luxury of absolute privacy that allowed Rya to be as loud and wild as she wanted.

There were five different rooms, but they all headed to the largest one, the common area. They often hosted parties here and the room itself was big enough to comfortably hold fifty people.

Dimitri and Alex didn’t take them to the BDSM club to play anymore. They were too well known now and attracted unwanted attention. Here they could be as free as they wanted with people they knew wouldn’t judge. They paused in the main foyer while Jessica took Sarah and Catrin into one of the theme rooms that held a variety of costumes. Rya led Gia into the women’s dressing room and stripped her down, then covered her in sparkling gold body paint that was edible. It made her girl’s slender body shimmer and she ran her palms over the tips of Gia’s pierced nipples, groaning low in her throat as the other woman sighed and arched into her touch.

Gia then covered her in silver glittering body paint and paused to give her clit a quick suck that made Rya’s knees buckle.

Laughing softly, she sank her hand into Gia’s long hair and tugged her up, her grip just enough to sting. Instantly Gia’s expression went dreamy. She’d never met a woman who loved pain as much as Gia, and it was a heady feeling to give her what she needed to fly deep in subspace. There was a great deal of trust involved in pairing with a masochist and Rya cherished the gift of Gia’s submission. She planned to reward her girl well tonight. By the time their Masters arrived, the men would be savage for them, driven crazy by the need to reclaim what they considered theirs.

Her pussy clenched hard and she sucked in a quick breath, desire already burning her blood.

Hand in hand they strolled into the dungeon, both coming up short at the sight of Jessica with her arms stretched over her head, her wrists shackled and bound to one of the large black marble pillars scattered about the room. She was dressed in some type of outfit made of leather straps and metal rings, which highlighted  her pale skin and flaming hair. Catrin was currently stroking her back while she whispered in her ear, a wicked smile on the curvy blonde’s sweet face.

Catrin was totally nude except for her heels and a thick gold chain around her waist that highlighted her hourglass figure.

An evil plan began to form in Rya’s mind and she led a complacent Gia to the other side of the pillar.

“Gia, reach up and grasp Jessica’s hands in your own. Do not let go no matter what happens.”

Doing as she was told, Gia positioned herself on the other side of the pillar and grasped Jessica’s hands, the sight of her caramel-colored skin a nice contrast to Jessica’s creamy tone. This position popped her spankable ass out and Rya couldn’t help giving her a light smack, enjoying the way her girl sighed with pleasure. She was greedy for Gia’s moans, flew high into her top space at the way the other woman softened beneath her touch. They’d been together long enough now that she could read her girl without safewords, but wouldn’t push her too much tonight.

After all, once Ivan got his hands on her, she’d be in a world of pleasurable hurt.

Maks spoke up from the other side of the room. “Rya, Ivan wants you to plug her.”

She glanced over her shoulder and looked at Maks, finding his gaze firmly on Jessica, as usual. “You told on us?”

He gave her an unrepentant grin, his erection pressing against his pants. “Do you really think I am going to face your husbands’ wrath for not telling them about your play?”

Sarah’s voice came from across the room. “Did you tell Beach?”

Maks’ response came out in a strangled croak and Rya turned to see what was going on. At the sight of Sarah in a silky white bra and panty set, she understood Maks’ inability to speak. Too bad Beach wouldn’t let her play, because Sarah was magnificent. Lightly tanned with a flawless body, even her enhanced breasts looked real and they bounced as she walked.

A sensual challenge flared from her blue eyes and she gave them all a wicked smile as she strutted beneath their combined admiring looks. Oh yes, Sarah was an exhibitionist for sure. A light flush stained her cheeks and chest, revealing her arousal as much as her hard nipples and the cocky jut of her hips.

She held up her cell phone. “Okay, I have your husbands programed in to receive the images. You ready?”

Rya wrapped her hand into Gia’s silken hair and tilted her head back, capturing her sweet lips in a loving kiss. “Are you going to endure for my pleasure, darling?”

A full-body shudder worked through Gia and Jessica let out an answering moan. “Yes, Mistress.”

“Good girl.”

She slid her hand down Gia’s back, blending her silver paint with Gia’s gold, a trail of moon dust invading a sunlit path. When she reached the other woman’s pronounced buttocks, she gave her a swift spank, then another, working back and forth while Catrin was doing something to Jessica that had her begging and pleading. Energy filled the air and Rya took in a deep breath, swearing she was absorbing the sexual tension and adding it to her own. Her pussy was leaving a wet trail down her inner thighs, her nipples ached, but she ignored her own needs, fully in Domme mode. Sarah hovered around them, taking pictures without being obtrusive, her murmured compliments about how sexy and amazing they were adding to Rya’s desire.

“Please, Mistress,” Gia whispered as Rya stroked her fingers over Gia’s swollen folds, teasing the hard clit hidden by her plump labia.

“Please what, Gia?”

Groaning, Gia’s head fell back when Rya pinched her clit, hard. “That, oh please, that. Hurt me.”

Sarah crouched down next to them, her pants audible while she got a close up of Rya’s fingers playing with Gia’s wetness. “Does she taste as good as she looks?”

Feeling wicked, Rya saturated her pointer and middle fingers with Gia’s arousal then held them out to the kneeling Sarah. “Taste them and find out.”

Sarah stared up at her with wide eyes, yearning in every line of her gorgeous body. “My
Papi
wouldn’t approve.”

“Come on,” Rya cooed, always loving the lure of the forbidden, “just a little taste, I won’t tell.”

She held her fingers inches from Sarah’s full lips, not forcing the issue but making sure the temptation was there. Sarah’s nostril’s flared and she licked her lower lip, a soft whining sound coming from her. “She smells so good.”

“Do you like eating pussy, Sarah? Does it turn you on to have a woman grinding against your face, to feel the soft, wet flesh of her pussy quiver beneath your tongue? I bet you know how to service a Mistress well.”

Another one of those pained whimpers and Rya gloried in the power she had in this moment, in the temptation she was presenting to the other woman.

A harsh male voice ripped through the soft feminine cries filling the room.

“Don’t you even think about it, little girl.”

All the women turned to look to the doorway, and at the sight of their men striding across the room to them, Rya let out a happy cry. “Dimitri!”

Her husband removed his shirt with quick, impatient gestures, his gaze filled with hunger. “You are trying to get Sarah in trouble with her Master.”

Beach, stripped down to nothing but his worn jeans, wrapped his hand in Sarah’s hair and lifted her to her feet with a pained cry. She stared up at him like he was her sun, moon and stars.

Rya’s attention was drawn away from Sarah and Beach by the sight of a nude Ivan curving his body around Gia’s, laying his hands over hers where they still grasped Jessica’s shackled ones. The atmosphere in the room thickened, grew darker and hungrier with the addition of all the men’s energy.

Dimitri collared her throat with his hand, forcing her to look at him. “I have missed you,
zaychik moya
.”

“I’ve missed you too,
volk moy
.”

Ivan joined them with an evil grin and Gia crawled next to him, her body moving with a lithe grace fueled by need and the desire to please her Doms. “Ladies, your pictures have inspired us.”

She swallowed hard, then winced when Dimitri pulled out a pair of needle-nosed clamps from his pocket before removing his pants. At the sight of his thick, swollen erection, her pussy clenched hard enough to hurt. Oh fuck, she’d missed that cock inside of her. Missed his smell, his taste, his everything. Without thought, she sank to her knees before him and rested her head against her Master’s thigh, a sigh of pure contentment leaving her.

Dimitri was here, he’d take care of her now.

He reached down and smoothed her hair back from her face, his voice soft as he said, “You will do whatever Master Ivan tells you, understood?”

“Yes, Master.”

Gia crawled up next to her and rubbed her cheek against Rya’s in an affectionate gesture. Off to the side of the room, Beach had Sarah strapped to a St. Andrew’s cross while still wearing her underwear. His body was pressed to hers, but he had her chin firmly in his hand as he whispered into her ear, and her heavy-lidded gaze was focused on Gia and Rya. Giving the other woman a wink, Rya cupped Gia’s breast in one hand and gave the nipple a hard pinch.

At Gia’s loud gasp Dimitri frowned. “I see I have a willful girl on my hands. Perhaps we need to restrain you since you cannot restrain yourself.”

“Jessica, Gia,” Ivan snapped, “I want you on your backs, lying down with the top of your heads touching.”

Now free of her shackles, Jessica scrambled to do as Ivan commanded while Gia did the same. Soon they were lying down on a thick black pad on the floor with their long hair spread out and mingling together in a fall of auburn fire and deep gold. They were both on the slender side, but their bodies were very different, each beautiful in their own way.

Rya startled as cold metal was slipped over her wrist and her right arm pulled behind her back.

Ivan checked the fit of her cuffs with brisk, efficient movements, but stopped to give her cheek a fond touch before moving away. Dimitri stood off to the side, fully nude, with Nico. When he noticed Rya looking at him, he gave her a smile that promised a rough fuck in the near future. She couldn’t wait.

“Rya,” Ivan helped her stand, “I want you to straddle my girl’s face. Nico, do the same with Catrin over Jessica.”

Alex’s deep laughter filled the air and she couldn’t help but smile. It was so good to see him happy, so good to see the darkness that had haunted him since they’d met finally lift. Alex adored Jessica and the feeling was entirely mutual. Just seeing them together gave her hope that despite the dangers of the world they lived in, despite all the evils trying to tear them apart, true love would win out in the end. And even if she didn’t already love Jessica for how happy she made Alex, she would have loved the auburn-haired woman for the changes she’d made in Dimitri. Since Jessica’s return, Rya’s husband laughed more, smiled more, and in general had a more positive outlook on life. It was as if a great burden had been removed from his shoulders and Rya had never been happier.

Unable to deal with the depth of her emotions, needing to somehow let her Master know how much she adored him, she leaned forward as best she could and began to press soft kisses to Dimitri’s thick thighs, loving the way the muscles twitched beneath her lips.

“When she isn’t being a smart-ass, she can be quite sweet,” Nico murmured as he joined Dimitri and gave her hair an affectionate stroke.

“My little rabbit is very cuddly,” Dimitri said with obvious pride.

Ivan gently pulled on her arm. “Come, my submissive needs a pussy to muffle her cries.”

She almost asked what he was talking about, but the moment she was arranged over Gia’s eager mouth, all her thoughts splintered. Catrin was rubbing her sex against Jessica’s lips with an erotic moan, her arms bound behind her back like Rya’s. They were less than six inches apart, and soon Rya was leaning her head on Catrin’s shoulder while Gia did her best to make Rya come.

The sensation of her clit being suckled had her shivering, and when she was forced to sit upright, she could barely support herself.

“Open,” Dimitri demanded, and she did without thought.

Instantly a cock filled her mouth, but it wasn’t Dimitri’s—it was Nico’s giant erection. The man was almost scarily hung and she marveled once again that Catrin could take so much dick. Eagerly, she licked and sucked at the head, aware that Catrin was doing the same to Dimitri’s cock. Beneath her, Gia moaned loud and long, the vibrations traveling over Rya’s pussy. When Gia shifted, she glanced over her shoulder to find Ivan had his wife’s legs up around his shoulders and was slamming his cock into her.

Gia cried out again and Rya would have done the same if Nico hadn’t grabbed her head and forced her mouth around his swollen shaft. “Suck.”

Electricity tingled and surged through her, the nerves of her sex hypersensitive to Gia’s ardent licking. Holy crap, her submissive could seriously eat pussy like a champ. Catrin whimpered against Rya’s neck, then licked and sucked at the sensitive skin, making Rya cry out at the dual stimulation. Beneath her, Gia began to rhythmically moved and Rya knew her friend was now being fucked by Ivan, her Master. Sure enough Gia’s efforts to get Rya off doubled and her thighs shook.