Clifftop Fantasies [BDSM Menage Fantasies] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour) (37 page)

As liege followed his instructions, Karl continued, “Allie, place your right foot on his knee. Yes, just like that. Now, liege, wrap your hands around her calf and look up at her as if she were a goddess you are worshipping. Which she is…Okay, Allie, twist at the waist toward me just a bit and use your hand to cup his chin while gazing down into his face.” He spent a few minutes arranging arms, chins, and hands. The click of the camera filled the room for the next hour as pose after pose was positioned, captured, and then replaced with another. Allie’s face got stiff from maintaining her expression, and her limbs began to ache from the stress of holding them in odd postures.

Finally, Karl informed them that they could take a break. “liege, now that your part is finished, would you put out some cheese and crackers and drinks, please?” He pointed to the kitchen area. “Allie will need to get changed for her solo pictures.”

“Yes, Sir,” liege jumped up to comply, obviously more than happy to be done with the session. He grabbed the bathrobe, saying over his shoulder as he shrugged into it, “I have a lot more respect now for models. That’s hard work!”

“Yes, it is,” Karl agreed, handing Allie a miniscule piece of white lace. She started to head toward the bedroom to change but then hesitated, looking around. There was no reason to be modest here, she thought, and reached up to leisurely unzip the red latex bodysuit.

Aware of the eyes of both men on her, Allie pulled open the front so that it almost, but not quite, exposed both breasts. Then she leaned against the table and removed the boots, slowly and sensuously. She peeled the bodysuit off, taking it inch by inch, revealing her breasts, her stomach, and finally her smooth, bare pussy. Then she turned and bent over, pretending to stretch her stiff muscles, presenting her ass and enjoying the soft hiss as both men drew in their breath at the same time.

She put the tiny lace teddy and thong on the same way—slowly, luxuriously, taking her time, smoothing it over her erect nipples, feeling more seductive than she’d ever felt in her life. She wasn’t worried now about the weight she’d put on or about the fact that she didn’t look or feel like a teenager anymore. She was a woman, and she felt desirable, alluring, beautiful, powerful. She understood that her power would be a gift as well to whoever she dominated or submitted to. That was what Karl had meant about doormats not being good submissives, she realized. What good was submitting to someone if you had no power to offer them?

That thought sustained Allie through the grueling work of the rest of the afternoon. Brad had been right that modeling was not easy work. Karl’s tedious attention to detail was exhausting. He would take what seemed like hours with each picture, moving her arm a fraction of an inch, or adjusting the tilt of her head, or arranging a drape of lace or fabric. Whenever she wanted to beg him to stop, she reminded herself that she was offering him her discipline, her resolution to promote the celebration of sensuality for normal people, and it gave her the strength to go on.

“Sir,” called liege at about four o’clock. He’d changed into regular clothes and kept them supplied with snacks and drinks, but he was giving Allie a worried look now as he brought her a bottle of water.

“Yes, liege, what is it?” Karl answered distractedly.

“Our girl is really starting to look worn out. Can she take a short break?”

“Shit. I’m sorry, pet. I just got swept up in the project. Let’s relax for a bit and get a snack.” Karl put the camera down and stretched his arms before opening a can of soda and reaching for a handful of crackers.

Allie slumped on one of the couches, sipping her water. She sighed contentedly as liege slipped off the heels she was wearing and began massaging her feet. As his strong fingers glided across the arch of her left foot, her head fell back onto the cushion with her eyes at half-mast, enjoying the sensations.

Click. They both jumped at the unexpected sound and looked up. Karl had grabbed his camera and was aiming it at them. “Relax and keep doing what you’re doing,” he said, fiddling with his lens. “Don’t mind me. I want these to be candid shots. If you don’t mind, though, liege, could you take off your shirt? This will look really good, completely natural. It will make a fantastic set of photos.”

Smiling at the chance to rest, Allie laid her head back down as liege resumed his attention to her feet. His hands began to wander up her calf and with steady motions on up to her inner thighs. Allie unconsciously adjusted her position to give him better access, and the smile on Brad’s face showed his appreciation of the development.

Leaning forward, he gently removed her lingerie, tossing it to the side. Then he began to plant small bites and licks along her inner thigh from her knee to just below her pussy. Gasping and raising her head, she squirmed and moaned. “Put your head back down,” Karl said suddenly, reminding them that he was there.

“Yes, Sir.” She sighed and did as she was told. She closed her eyes so that she wouldn’t focus on Karl moving around her with his camera, clicking pictures from different angles.

Continuing his teasing, liege inched closer and closer to her ever-moistening heat. The sensuality of the day’s activities had left Allie longing for an intimate touch, and she moved restlessly as he tormented her. Finally, she couldn’t stand it any longer and without warning reached down, grabbing a double handful of hair. Tugging urgently, she pulled his face straight into her aching clit and moaned, “Oh, God. Eat me, baby. Lick my pussy. Don’t stop. Yes!”

liege complied, licking in forceful strokes, his tongue occasionally plunging into her hot, wet opening, sending tremors throughout her body. Neither noticed the clicking of the camera as they focused on each other, liege attending to her tender, throbbing cunt and Allie lost in the throes of the heavenly sensations she was receiving. She thrust her pussy toward him, begging for more, grinding into his tongue in her desperate need for release. It was the most intense sexual experience of her life. When the orgasm crashed over her, she cried out in ecstasy and let herself be washed away by it, her hands clutching at the couch, her back arched, her body pulsing in time to the throbbing at her center. After a minute, her spasms subsided and she relaxed, a sated smile on her face. liege sat back on his heels, catching his breath and looking to Karl for direction.

“Looks to me like you’re only half-done,” Karl told him in response to his unasked question. “Now get up there and have some fun.”

Smiling broadly, liege turned back to Allie. He helped her stand and then led her to the other side of the couch and gently bent her over the back of it. Nudging her feet apart with his own, he peeled off his jeans, positioned himself between her legs, and in one deft movement buried himself in her pussy. She was so wet and slick with her own juices that there was no resistance, and she let out a loud, long moan of unadulterated pleasure.

Placing his hands on each hip and taking a firm grasp, he began to pump into her at a leisurely pace, slowly gliding into her and then just as slowly dragging himself almost completely out again.

Allie braced her hands on the cushion in front of her and looked back at liege. “Is something wrong? You can go faster if you want. You’re not going to hurt me.”

“Oh, I know, Ma’am, but I want this to last a bit,” he replied without changing his pace. After a few more strokes he sped up until she began breathing faster, feeling the soft slap of his pelvis against her ass.

“Yes,” she hissed as he continued to steadily increase his pace.

Sensing she was nearing the point of no return, liege slowed his movements back to the original deliberate and steady push and pull.

“No—I was almost there. Please,” she pleaded, drawing only an amused chuckle from liege.

Turning his head and grinning evilly, he asked, “Sir, can’t you help me with all of this talking?”

“You know, that is an excellent suggestion.” Karl chuckled and set his camera down. He quickly stripped off his clothes, stepped in front of Allie, and placed his cock to her lips. Her tongue reached out and touched the end of his penis and he groaned, pushing it eagerly into her hot, waiting mouth.

Working his fingers into her hair, Karl began to match his thrusts to liege’s so they both pushed in at the same time and withdrew simultaneously. Over and over they penetrated her, filling her front and back, working themselves and Allie closer to the edge with each advance. She felt like she was being invaded from her mouth to her pussy, as if the two forces might meet in the middle and split her completely apart.

Allie gripped at her cushion and sucked hard at Karl’s cock, wanting to let him use her mouth as completely as possible. She longed to feel his pleasure as his orgasm pulsed into her mouth, his cum shooting down her throat. Suddenly she felt him pull away from her, leaving her bereft and yearning.

“Sir—oh God, Sir! Come back,” she pleaded, panting as she continued pushing back to meet liege’s thrusts.

“Both of you come around to this side.” Karl stepped back and nodded toward the couch. liege slowed down reluctantly and pulled out of Allie’s cunt, his face flushed. He helped her stand, and together they went around to the front, watching Karl for instructions.

Karl was panting a bit himself, but he looked like he was mentally working out some details. He tilted his head slightly and seemed to come to a decision. “Now, liege, lie face up against the end of the couch there. Yes, just like that,” he said approvingly as liege arranged himself in a semireclined pose along the length of the cushions.

“Allie, I think this will be a new experience for you. Well, for all of us, really. Climb onto liege and ride him cowgirl style until I get back.” Without waiting for her to obey, he turned and went into his bedroom. Seconds later he returned, holding what appeared to be a small bottle of lube.

Slightly out of breath, Karl continued, “Okay, pet. Now lie forward against liege’s chest, and both of you spread your legs a bit more. We need room for me in here, too.”

Allie looked over her shoulder in surprise but did as asked without comment. Shifting to make sure the cock filling her pussy didn’t slide out during her maneuvering, she settled into the position Karl had instructed. She saw her Sir take his place between her spread legs and the knees of her submissive then felt him grasp one of her ass cheeks in each hand. She gasped a little as he spread them and ran a finger down the crack.

“liege, I know it is a bit more work from this angle, but don’t stop fucking our girl. We are about to rock her world.” Karl lowered his mouth to the cleft at the top of her ass and placed a loving kiss there before reaching for the bottle he had retrieved from the other room.

Squirting a generous dollop of lube onto his fingers, he began to rub them together, warming the chilly gel. Then without hesitation, he dropped his now-slick fingers to the dark little rosebud peeking out from between her butt cheeks. With gentle motions he started rubbing.

Allie froze, her body responding with a panicked resistance. “Sir, I’ve never had anal sex before.”

“Trust me, pet. This will be incredible for all three of us.” Karl pressed firmly but gently, guiding her down onto liege’s chest while working her rear entrance. Once her initial clinch began to relax, he slid the tip of one finger inside the tight opening, drawing a sharp intake of breath from her. He whispered commands to Allie to relax, waiting for her to open herself fully to him.

“Yes, Sir.” Allie tried to keep herself from panting as she willed her muscles to loosen and allow Karl the access he was demanding. liege, after a moment of surprised hesitation, began pumping into her pussy again, reaching up with one hand to caress her breasts as they moved.

Karl held his hand still and allowed the rocking motion created by liege’s thrusts to work his finger deeper and deeper into her a fraction of an inch at a time. Once it was fully inserted, he slid it almost all of the way out, drawing a sudden gasp from liege.

“Feels kind of different, doesn’t it?” Karl said. “Feeling your dick stroked by a finger while you’re fucking someone.”

“Yes, Sir, it does,” liege agreed. “I’m not sure how I feel about it.”

“Trust me, it’s about to get a whole lot better.” With that, Karl withdrew his finger from her sphincter. He quickly put on a condom and rubbed his cock there, teasing her. Then he dribbled more lube onto her opening and slowly started to push into her forbidden depths.

As if on cue, both Allie and liege groaned in pleasure as Karl entered her ass completely for the first time. Allie’s head dropped onto liege’s shoulder as she felt herself suddenly filled in a way she had never imagined. It was as though every nerve in her body were ignited, fusing the three of them together. She let go of her resistance and lost herself in the intensity of the moment.

Karl held her hips as he slowly pushed in and out. He adjusted his timing to first coincide with liege’s thrusts, then he changed to an alternating rhythm, so that one plunged in as the other was pulling out. Allie moaned and dug her fingers into liege’s upper arms, concentrating on the tidal wave that was building inside her. The shattering orgasm she’d experienced earlier with liege seemed to be rebuilding, ready to crash over her with twice the force this time. Her arms and legs began to shake involuntarily, and her breath came in short, ragged pants. Karl hesitated for a moment then pushed hard into her, and she exploded. Wave after wave gushed through her and over her and around her until she lost all sense of time and place. The men continued to thrust as she screamed and rode the tide of her orgasm, pinned between them but feeling as if she was floating in an ocean of rapture.