Dark Obsession (27 page)

At that precise moment there was a hesitant tap on the door and when Luke unlocked it a tall young man in his
early
twenties was standing there, still dressed in the dark trousers and jacket that he’d worn when serving at dinner.

‘I was just talking about you, Michael!’ laughed Tania. ‘Come in quickly, we don’t want anyone else seeing us.’

He came in awkwardly; his expression apprehensive. ‘Was there something special you wanted?’ he asked.

‘Actually, yes. I want you to undress Sheba. She’s the tall girl standing in the bathroom doorway. You can see her, I take it?’

He nodded, moistening suddenly dry lips with his tongue.

Tania laughed. ‘There, and you thought you were going to be in trouble. Don’t you think I’m kind to you?’

‘Very kind, Miss,’ he mumbled.

‘There’s only one thing you have to remember,’ said Crispian, his face cold. ‘If one word of what goes on here tonight gets out, you’ll never work in Wiltshire again, understand?’

‘Don’t worry, sir. I wouldn’t dream of discussing anything about the family’s private affairs,’ Michael assured him, already taking his first steps towards the sensuous Sheba.

‘Private affairs,’ mused Crispian. ‘That’s really rather a good way of putting it. By the way, Sheba’s a film star, or at least she stars in a certain kind of film, so you’ll find she’s used to quite a high standard of service!’

Sheba smiled at the footman. ‘Ignore Crispian,’ she said softly. ‘I like shy young men.’

‘Right,’ said Crispian. ‘How will the rest of you pair up?

‘Matthew can undress you, Tania; I’ll do Annabel and Luke can have Amanda. Though once the clothes are off we’ll change round, okay?’

Annabel felt a brief moment of disappointment, but she knew that waiting for Matthew would only make the first moment of contact all the sweeter. Anyway Crispian still
had
the ability to send the blood coursing through her veins.

He stood in front of her and ran his eyes over the silk dress. ‘I like this,’ he said slowly. ‘In fact, I like it a lot, but I prefer you naked.’ Annabel stared at him, her eyes unchanging. ‘Let me guess what you’re wearing underneath it,’ he mused, running one finger around the line of her jaw. ‘A strapless bra perhaps? A flesh-coloured body? No, I think the strapless bra. Let’s see if I’m right.’

Very slowly he peeled the straps of the dress off her shoulders, easing them down her arms until they reached her elbows. She went to draw her arms out but he stopped her. ‘No, you mustn’t move. That’s one of the rules. I see I was wrong,’ he added, his eyes now shining. ‘You didn’t bother with anything beneath it. How daring!’

He licked the middle finger of his right hand and slowly drew a circle around each of her exposed nipples. They sprang to life, the tips pink and hard in the cool air of the bedroom.

‘Shall I lick them?’ Crispian asked thoughtfully. ‘I’d like to, but I’m not sure that’s allowed at this stage. Would you like me to lick them, Annabel?’

She wanted to say no, to make it clear to him that she was in total control of her body. But to her surprise she found herself nodding and a tiny pleading sound issued from her mouth. Crispian moved his mouth lower but at the last minute he simply blew gently, causing the peaks to harden even more. ‘Better not, I think,’ he said reluctantly. ‘Plenty of time for that later.’

Annabel stood in the tiny alcove, her breasts jutting out proudly as Crispian dropped to his knees and slid his hands up the sides of her legs. Her arms were still fixed to her sides by the straps of her dress. When she felt his fingers teasing her flesh beneath the edge of her silk panties her whole body felt hot and feverish and there was an ache low in her abdomen.

Very carefully, he caught hold of the lace-edged sides
and
eased them down her legs. As he did so, his fingers brushed against the silk of her stockings, pausing halfway down to play lightly with the paper-thin skin at the backs of her knees.

Now she was quivering with arousal and her breasts started to swell, the veins gradually becoming more prominent as blood began to engorge the area. She lifted each leg in turn until the panties were removed.

Next he moved on to the stockings, which were held up by lace-covered elastic tops. He took great delight in rolling each stocking down as slowly as possible, and this time he allowed his fingers to splay across her pubic hair, teasing lightly at the curls but without anywhere near enough pressure to do more than increase her excitement with the intimacy of the caress.

‘Only the dress left,’ he said after that, straightening up to stare into Annabel’s eyes again. They were no longer impassive but bright with need, the pupils dilated. ‘You look delicious,’ he whispered, lifting each of her arms in turn and releasing them from their captivity. ‘What fun we’re going to have tonight.’

His words inflamed her as much as his actions. He drew the dress upwards over her head, and finally she was standing naked in front of him, her legs parted and her breasts thrusting forward. ‘Annabel’s ready!’ he called, and at his words the others in the room turned to stare at her as well.

Matthew, who had been busy removing the complex suit and shirt from Tania, looked at Annabel in her resplendent nakedness and felt himself growing hard with desire. He’d already been aroused by the sight of Tania’s breasts when they’d finally sprung free from the confines of the underwired bra she’d worn beneath her white shirt, but there was something about Annabel’s sensuality that appealed to him more.

Luke, who was still trying to remove Amanda’s tights, turned to look at Annabel and uttered an unmistakable
sound
of pleasure, while Amanda remained silent. Her rather heavy breasts were exposed now and the red marks of her bra still remained beneath them. Her dress lay in a heap around her feet and a strange, sick excitement was creeping over her as the tights were drawn down. Now, looking at Annabel standing so confidently, her almost perfect figure accentuated by the pose, Amanda felt uncomfortably aware of her own physical shortcomings.

Crispian, though, seemed pleased by what he saw.

‘Good tits, Amanda!’ he said enthusiastically. ‘Can’t wait to get round to those. What do you think, Matthew?’

Matthew glanced at the red-faced Amanda, and he smiled. ‘Most inviting,’ he agreed.

‘Can I touch or is it just the undressing at the moment?’ asked Luke.

‘No touching yet,’ reminded Crispian. ‘I’ve already had to restrain myself, despite Annabel begging me to suck her nipples.’

Sheba, who was as naked as Annabel, sighed. ‘Hurry up, all of you. Isn’t it about time you got undressed as well?’

‘Once you’ve completed your woman you can take your own clothes off,’ said Crispian. In front of Sheba, the young footman Michael began to fumble hastily with his clothes. He could hardly believe his luck and kept expecting to be sent out of the room before the action really began; it was the kind of trick he knew Tania was quite capable of playing on him.

Finally everyone was naked and the women were invited to gather together in the middle of the room. The men were all fully aroused, and Michael seemed to be having trouble controlling himself as drops of clear fluid spilled from the end of his glans.

‘Now for the first game,’ said Crispian with a half-smile. ‘Luke, you have to hold Annabel from behind while Matthew brings her to orgasm, and Michael here will hold Amanda for me while I do the same. We’ll tell each other what we’re doing as we do it, just to liven things up for
those
who aren’t taking part, and the winner is the last to climax. The loser will be punished, but I haven’t quite decided on the punishment yet; it rather depends on who the loser is, of course!’

‘How about a drink before we begin?’ suggested Tania. ‘You did remember to bring some up earlier, didn’t you, Crispian?’

‘Sure, there’s some Bellini in the bathroom. I hope you all like Bellini?’ he added as an afterthought.

‘What is it?’ asked Amanda, her voice tense.

‘Half champagne and half peach juice, you’ll love it. Actually, as you’re in the game I’ll give you yours, and perhaps a few nibbles as well!’ He laughed to himself. ‘Matthew, you can give Annabel hers too, the rest of you had better fill your glasses before the game begins.’

‘Why do the women have to be held?’ enquired Matthew, taking a sip of his drink while Annabel watched him.

‘In case it’s all a bit too much for them,’ explained Crispian. Annabel heard Tania laugh softly to herself. ‘Well, you know how it can be,’ he added. ‘Sometimes the pleasure’s almost too much and we don’t want them moving and spoiling it for themselves. Anyway, they might move to stop themselves coming, and that wouldn’t be fair. I do like my games to be fair.’

Annabel couldn’t imagine how she was going to make herself last any length of time at all. Even before they’d begun her whole body felt tight and swollen and her skin longed for the touch of Matthew’s hand.

She knew that Amanda would be far slower to arouse if only because she was totally unused to group sex and from her expression wasn’t yet certain that it was an experience that really appealed to her. However skilfully Crispian played her, her inhibitions would certainly delay her orgasm, but Annabel had the feeling that it would be better not to lose. She was acutely aware of the fact that any punishment Crispian devised would be a telling one.

‘Time to begin,’ announced Crispian, his voice breaking in on her thoughts. Luke caught hold of Annabel’s shoulders and then he drew her hands behind her back, holding her wrists together lightly with one hand while his free arm encircled her waist. He stood close to her; if she attempted to step backwards his body would prevent it, and this meant that she was totally exposed to Matthew’s undivided attention.

Michael copied Luke and all at once Annabel and Amanda found themselves side by side in the centre of the room. The others sat around on the bed or the floor watching intently as Crispian and Matthew set to work on the naked women waiting in tense anticipation before them.

Tania moved a small table between the two couples, and Annabel saw that there were various gadgets and lubricants arranged there to assist the men. Her breathing quickened as Matthew stood looking into her eyes.

‘So you wanted Crispian to lick your nipples,’ he said softly, his deep velvet voice seeming to the straining Annabel like a caress in itself. ‘Perhaps I’ll start by doing that. What do you think?’

She was silent, afraid that if she spoke, if she started to tell him what she wanted, then she’d lose her self-control even quicker. To the side of her she was aware that Crispian was talking to Amanda, but the words were indistinct; all her attention was focused on the man in front of her.

With agonising slowness he reached out and then, at last, his hand was actually touching her, his fingers lifting the undersides of each of her breasts in turn. He pressed them upwards, weighing them on the tips of his fingers before bending his head so that he could bathe the tight nipples with his tongue.

The moment she felt the moist roughness of his tongue’s surface moving across the sensitive skin around the nipple, Annabel heard herself give a low moan of pleasure, and
then
he was sweeping his tongue across the peak itself, going back and forth in leisurely movements that made her try to press forward for greater pressure. It was then that she remembered Luke’s presence, because his arm around her waist tightened its hold and she had to remain where she was and allow Matthew to dictate the exact pressure and strength of every movement. Her lack of control over events increased her excitement and between her legs she felt moist and swollen.

‘I think I’ll use the nipple clippers,’ Matthew said quietly, and Tania laughed with pleasure.

‘Perhaps I will, too,’ responded Crispian, who was fascinated by the heaviness of Amanda’s breasts and the length of her now erect nipples. ‘I don’t suppose Amanda’s ever experienced those before, have you, Amanda?’

Annabel wished the two men would stop talking, she just wanted Matthew to get on with what he was doing, but for the others in the room it added to the thrill and Tania’s right hand crept between her thighs as she gently massaged her own clitoris.

Matthew picked up two pairs of nipple clippers from the table and pressed the length of them against Annabel’s stomach so that she could feel their size. They were as long as normal kitchen scissors but made of plastic and when the handles were pressed together the opposite end opened up with two small insets in which the nipple could be encased.

Annabel felt them against her, and then they were being applied to her breasts and her rigid nipples slid into the openings easily. Matthew then allowed the clippers to close and she felt a tightness around the base of the nipples, a tightness which made them ache in a way that was new and strangely pleasurable.

Once both her nipples were encased Matthew tugged softly on the clippers, extending the nipples as far as they would go, and Annabel gave a muffled gasp of mingled
excitement
and fear as she felt her breasts being moved by the highly sensitive tips of the nipples.

‘Lovely!’ exclaimed Matthew, slowly easing the clippers back towards her body. Once they were in their original position he moved the clippers to the sides and again Annabel’s breasts moved as the nipples sent flashing sensations of excitement to her brain.

‘Do you like it?’ whispered Matthew. ‘Does it feel good?’

‘Yes,’ responded Annabel, her hips squirming despite Luke’s attempts to keep her still.

He continued to use the clippers, occasionally releasing the nipples for a few seconds to allow her a moment’s respite from the intense sensations. Then he would begin again until she heard herself whimpering with increasing need for something different, a more intimate touch than the cool plastic.

As she whimpered she heard Amanda start to protest. Her heavy breasts with the very long nipples were providing entertainment for the onlookers, but her body was fighting against the pleasure that could be gained from the delicious torment. Instead she was trying desperately to forget that the room was full of people and to concentrate on the fact that it was Crispian who was using her and so clearly enjoying her body.