The Pleasure Series: Complete Box Set (35 page)

I walked behind her. “Hands at your sides.”

She obeyed instantly and I rewarded her with a swat across her ass. She gasped but didn't move. Pale pink lines appeared where the leather came in contact with her skin. I flicked my wrist again, catching her at a different angle. The sound she made hardened my cock even further. Yes. This was what I needed.

I circled around to the front of her and hit first one, then the other breast. I started easy, needing to see her reaction. She moaned as the stripes appeared on her pale flesh. Her nipples hardened into little bullet points. I began to circle her, alternating blows to her ass and breasts, always harder on her ass, but hard enough on her breasts. Her skin turned from pink to red as the leather hit the same places multiple times. Her cheeks were flushed and her mouth hung open, little sounds of pleasure escaping each time the flogger made contact.

“Can you come from this?” I asked, my tone conversational. “If I use this on your pussy, will you come?” I aimed at her nipple and she cried out at the contact.

“With your permission, Sir.”

Damn she was good. “Spread your legs.”

She moved her feet until they were shoulder-distance apart. I could see the moisture coating her pussy lips and along the insides of her thighs, leaving no doubt as to how much she enjoyed this. I ran the flogger between her legs, coating it with her juices. She whimpered, but didn't move.

“Come whenever you're ready,” I said.

“Thank you, Sir.”

I made the first blow light and she shuddered. I hadn't realized how close she already was. The second was harder and her body jerked in response. This one would do it, I knew. I swung as hard as I dared at such delicate flesh and the crack echoed in the room.

Kristy wailed, her knees buckling. She managed to catch herself, but I could see it was a struggle to stand as an orgasm ripped through her. I left her to recover as I picked up her bag of toys. Inside was a pair of nipple clamps. Metal with teeth and a chain connecting the two. I had a pretty good idea that these belonged to Kristy, but I didn't want to guess. For the first time since this had begun, I looked over at Misty.

She was on her back, working her fingers in and out of her pussy. As I watched, she picked up the dildo her friend had given her and used it to replace her fingers. She moaned, her eyelids fluttering as she fit the entire thing into her pussy. She opened her eyes then, the green nearly swallowed up in black. I held up the clamps and she gestured toward Kristy.

I left Misty to her own devices and turned back to Kristy. I could still see small shivers going through her, but she was back in her Sub pose. I walked over to her and pinched one nipple between my forefinger and thumb. She made a small sound that became louder when I fastened the first clamp onto her. The second one made her entire body jerk. I gave the chain an experimental tug and watched her eyes roll back. Oh, she was definitely the M part of S&M.

I stuck my hand between her legs, my fingers slipping between her folds to find her as wet as I'd imagined she'd be. “You're soaking.” I brushed my thumb across her swollen clit.

“Ah!” She shuddered.

I flicked my thumb back and forth rapidly, enjoying the way her body twitched, the way her emotions played across her face. She wanted to pull back, her flesh too sensitive, but at the same time, she couldn't help her body craving more friction, needing blessed release. Before she got there, however, I pulled my hand away.

“Sit on the edge.” I gestured toward the bed.

I admired the deep red stripes across her ass as she crossed over to the bed and sat down. She winced, but didn't complain. I walked over to stand in front of her. My cock was rock hard, ready to go.

“Put one on me.” I pointed at the condoms.

She opened one of the packets and rolled it over my cock, taking her time and stroking me until I moved her hand away.

“Lie back and pull your knees up.” I reached out and hooked my finger around the chain. “But keep them off to the side.” I gave the chain a little tug and she made a small sound in the back of her throat. “I'm going to play with those.”

When she was spread open in front of me, I stepped up to the edge of the bed. I grabbed her hips, positioned myself at her dripping entrance and looked down at her.

“I'm going to fuck you hard,” I said. “And I'm not going to let up until I come.”

She spread her legs further apart.

I took that as an invitation and drove forward. Her back arched, her hands tightening on her thighs until her knuckles turned white. She yelled as I bottomed out, my balls bumping against her ass. She was wet enough there had been no resistance, but I was big and her body had to stretch to accommodate me. I didn't wait for it though. I pounded into her without pause. I felt her pussy start to spasm around me and knew she was close to coming again. I grabbed the chain connecting the nipple clamps and tugged.

“Fuck!” Kristy screamed, writhing on the bed, but never losing the grip on her legs. “More, please, Sir!”

I pulled again, leaning forward slightly so the base of my cock rubbed against her clit. She screamed again and I had the presence of mind to clamp my hand down across her mouth.

“You're going to make everyone think I'm killing you.” I heard the humor in my voice.

Kristy's cries were muffled now, but her body shook so hard that I had no doubt she was coming. Mine was close behind. I buried myself deep inside her, groaning as I came. I squeezed my eyes closed, losing myself in the pleasure of orgasm. As soon as I started to come down, however, I opened my eyes and pulled out. This wasn't about cuddling. I sat on the edge of the bed as Kristy let go of her legs, her limbs falling apart haphazardly. I reached over and carefully removed the clamps. She whimpered as they came off, her nipples left swollen and red. I leaned down and wrapped my lips around one of them.

“Shit!” she cried out as I sucked on the abused flesh. When I moved to the other one, she came again. Only then did I stop.

“Damn,” Misty finally spoke.

I looked over at her.

“I really hope you're able to do that again.” She removed the dildo from her pussy and got to her knees. “Well, not exactly that because that's not my particular kink, but you get the idea.”

“What's your kink?” I raised an eyebrow.

She crawled across the bed, ignoring her still-panting friend. She reached down and pulled off the condom, tossing it into the nearby trash. She stretched out so that her head was in my lap and her tongue darted out, licking my sensitive shaft. I sucked in a breath. It was too soon after climax and the stimulation bordered on painful.

“If I'm naughty,” she said, wiggling her ass. “I may need to be spanked.” She licked me again.

I brought my hand down on her ass with a stinging slap. She moaned and moved her head lower, using one hand to cup my balls even as she licked them. I swore and smacked her ass again. My stomach clenched as Misty took my entire cock into her mouth. Blood rushed south, stiffening me again, but so fast it hurt. I grabbed her hair and lifted her off of me.

“My master may need to tie me up to make me behave.” She grinned at me.

“So you're the saucy one.” I tweaked one of her nipples and she yelped. I didn't mind a Sub who told me what she wanted. Sometimes, it was more freeing that way. I was in charge, but didn't have to worry about what to do. “And what should I do after I tie you up?”

“Whatever you want to do, Master.”

“Sir.” I slapped her ass hard enough to make my hand sting. “Not Master.”

“Yes, Sir.” There was a sing-song note to her voice.

Kristy finally regained enough strength to get up and crawl over to the spot Misty had vacated. She rolled onto her side, pulled the blankets over her and settled in to watch what came next.

I turned my attention back to the woman on my lap as Misty kissed her way up my chest, licking and sucking on my nipple. I buried my hand in her thick hair, giving myself a moment to enjoy the sensations of her teeth and tongue before pulling her off.

“Is there something in that bag of yours you want me to use?” I asked. “Handcuffs?”

She shook her head as best she could with the grip I had on her hair. I leaned down and picked up the bag, handing it to her. She reached in and pulled out a rope. An actual rope. She handed it to me.

“Tie me up, Sir. Please. Tie me up tight.” She batted her lashes at me. “I'll be a very bad girl if you don't.”

“Really?” My cock was definitely making a return. I'd learned all kinds of interesting ways to tie up a Sub and the thought of seeing Misty trussed up in any of those ways was turning me on. “Once I tie you up, what should I do with you?”

“Fuck me harder than you fucked Kristy.” She reached behind her and picked up the dildo she'd been using earlier. “And fuck my ass with this.”

I smacked her ass and she cried out. “Are you telling me what to do?”

“No, Sir.” She shook her head. “Never, Sir.”

“So what should I do with you after I tie you up?” I repeated the question.

“Use me however you want, Sir. Any way that pleases you.”

I got up and went to work with the rope. I tied her tightly, but used the kinds of knots that were easy to pull out of. Nothing spoiled the moment more than having to take the time after good sex to have to untie difficult knots. As I worked, I made sure to play with her nipples and tease her clit so that, by the time I was done, she was moaning and begging me to fuck her.

I'd left her on her knees, her arms bound behind her so that I could use them for leverage, but her chest pressed down so her ass was in the air. I picked up a condom and put it on. She'd done all the foreplay needed to keep her pussy loose and I could see now that her asshole glistened with what I assumed was lube.

“Did you prep your ass?” I asked her as I rubbed the head of my cock along her slit.

“Yes, Sir,” Misty said, pushing back against me.

I smacked her ass. It was turning a nice shade of red. “I decide when I fuck you.”

“Yes, Sir.” She stopped moving.

I grabbed her hips and slammed into her. I went in much easier than I had with Kristy. As I thrust into Misty, I adjusted my grip, moving one hand to her bound wrists and the other so that I could work my thumb into her ass. It slipped in with little resistance and she moaned.

“More,” she begged. “I need more.”

I removed my thumb and smacked her ass cheek. She whimpered, her fingers flexing. I thought I knew what she wanted, but I needed to be sure. I didn't want to hurt her for real. I only liked inflicting pain if it gave pleasure. I wasn't a true sadist.

“Do you want me to fuck your ass now? Is that what you want?”

“Yes, please.”

“You want me to shove this in your ass while I'm fucking you?” I picked up the toy.

“Yes, Sir. Please.” Her skin was flushed.

I reached into the bag and felt around, quickly locating the lube I'd known would be there. I slicked the dildo quickly and then pressed the tip against her asshole. She moaned as I pushed the toy, inch by inch, inside. My cock was only partially inside, but I could feel her muscles spasming around the intrusion. She panted and moaned, but they were all sounds of pleasure so I kept going until the entire thing was buried in her ass.

I gave her a moment before I pulled it out and pushed it back in again. She cried out as I fucked her with the toy, each stroke rubbing against my cock through the thin skin between us and pushing me toward my own climax.

“Ready for the real fun?” I wrapped my hand around the rope between her wrists and held her as I shoved the dildo all the way inside. I held it in place and snapped my hips forward, driving myself as deep into her pussy as I could.

She wailed, her body convulsing around my cock. I squeezed my eyes shut, fighting for control. She was so fucking tight like this and her muscles were squeezing me even tighter. I had to stop for nearly a full minute before I could start moving again… fast, hard thrusts that made her scream my name every time. In the back of my head, I knew my sister would tease me about this for years, but I didn't care. I just needed to finish. I shifted my weight and began to drive her into the mattress, banging the headboard against the wall.

“Come,” I growled the command. “Come!”

Her entire body tensed, every muscle tightening until it hurt. The pain drove me over the edge and I exploded. White hot pleasure poured through me, making me forget everything for several seconds of blissful ignorance. Dimly, I heard Misty swearing and then her body went limp under mine.

I pulled out and saw her twitch, as if she'd come again. I rolled off to the side, letting my pulse slow and my breathing relax. There was a creaking sound and I looked over to see Kristy pulling at the knots that held her friend. I pushed myself up and gently pulled the toy out of Misty's ass. She shuddered, but the look she gave me was pure lust. When she was finally untied, the girls stretched out on my bed and looked up at me expectantly.

I pulled off the condom and tossed it into the trash. I wasn't sure where things were going to go from here. Did I just send them back to their room? Their toys were laying around and I knew they had to be tired.

“That was amazing, Rylan,” Kristy said. “I haven't had someone dominate me like that in a long time.”

I nodded. “It was great.”

Misty stretched and smiled up at me, a definite cat-ate-the-canary grin. “Did we wear you out?”

I raised an eyebrow.

“The best thing about fucking best friends,” Misty said. “Is that there's always one ready to go.” She looked at my cock. “You think you have a couple more rounds in you, or are you done for the night?”

“There you go again,” I said. “Questioning my stamina.” I grinned. I really did owe Suzette one.

Chapter 7

When I finally slept, it was solid and straight through. The girls had gone back to their room sometime in the early morning hours, both seeming like they still had energy to spare. As for me, I was exhausted. True to their word, the girls had worn me out. I'd come twice more – which I'd never done before – and I'd lost count of the number of time they'd orgasmed. There had been more toys in their bag and we'd used every one of them. When I climbed out of bed the next morning, I was actually sore and I knew not all of it was from skiing.