Tied for Two (3 page)

“Do you understand?” Eric asked.

“Yes, Your Majesty,” I replied.

“Good.” He released my wrists. “Remove her clothes.”

I was still face down on the bed, feeling awkward and embarrassed. These two weren’t the least bit uncomfortable with what they were doing, but I’d never imagined myself in any situation like this. We were way out of my comfort zone. And I was totally turned on.

I felt Alexis unhook my bra and pull my pants all the way off. Eric rolled me over so I was facing up. He was still sitting on the bed, a few inches above my head. When I glanced at him, I noticed his robe was open. I gazed at his hard cock.

He chuckled. “All in good time, my little slave. All in good time.”

My sore ass was still on the bottom edge of the bed. I decided to try to move and get more comfortable, but his voice stopped me.

“Alex,” he said. I froze to listen for more, but he didn’t say anything else. However, he must have given her some sort of signal because, seconds later, she was on her knees at the foot of the bed.

She pushed my thighs as far apart as they would go, then slid her hands under my ass. I lifted my head and watched as her mouth went down on my wide-open crotch.

When her lips and tongue made contact with my pussy lips and clit, a shockwave went through me. She proceeded to French kiss me there, tracing my lips, swirling her tongue around and around my clit. My head dropped to the bed and I moaned.

I felt Eric’s hand on my head, caressing my hair. “Beautiful,” he said. “Shiny and brown, like a young colt.”

A colt?

Alexis pressed her tongue to my clit and my hips thrust upward. “Ohhhh!” I cried.

“Let me see your eyes,” Eric said.

I hadn’t realized my lids had fallen closed, since all my attention had been directed to what was going on between my thighs. I forced my eyes open and looked up at him.

“Beautiful,” he said again. “So big. So innocent. Too innocent to have a woman’s mouth in your pussy.”

I shuddered, ready to come, but Alexis broke contact from my clit and went back to teasing my pussy lips.

“Too innocent for this,” Eric said. He moved over me and straddled my shoulders.

My mouth fell open in surprise, but before I could say anything, he thrust his cock between my lips.

“Make love to it, my slave.” There had always been something alluring about Eric

whenever I’d gotten close to him. The look of him. The way he smelled. And the taste of him was no different. I wanted to make love to his cock.

I held the tip just inside my mouth and teased it with my tongue, circling round and round it.

“Take more!” he said. He thrust farther into my mouth as Alexis continued to tease my pussy lips, barely making contact with my clit as she switched from one side to the other.

I pushed my hips toward her and rotated them, silently begging for release as I sucked on Eric’s cock.

He groaned and pulled my hair with both hands. “Good slave,” he said from between

clenched teeth. “Good slave.”

Alexis sucked at my clit and I convulsed once, but she paused long enough for the orgasm to fade. If I wasn’t pinned down with Eric’s cock in my mouth, I would have pulled
her
hair until she let me come.

“Take more!” Eric demanded. He thrust his cock fully into my mouth until it touched the back of my throat, then he fucked my mouth faster.

Alexis was sucking my clit again.

“I’m…” Eric groaned. “I’m going to shoot my hot come down your throat, Slave!” His cock slid over my tongue again and entered my throat. I nearly gagged, yet I was even more aroused.

Just then, Alexis moved down and plunged her tongue into my pussy entrance, fucking it like Eric was fucking my mouth.

Eric jolted above me.

I shuddered.

Alexis and Eric moved at a frenzied pace. Fucking my pussy. Fucking my mouth.

He cried out loudly and began to jerk. As his hot come hit my throat, I convulsed from my pussy to my fingertips to the tips of my toes.

I lay there on Eric’s bed with my eyes closed, exhausted from the wild orgasm. As reality began seeping into my consciousness, I was a bit embarrassed about what I’d just participated in.

Not only had I taken part in the silly Sultan-slave scenario, but I’d also let a woman pleasure my pussy.

My face grew hot and flushed as I tried to picture what had gone on between the three of us as an outside observer. Wait…
picture
? My eyes popped open and I scanned the room for cameras. Would Eric and Alexis tape an unsuspecting victim in a threesome?

I didn’t see cameras, but I did see Alexis coming in with a bowl and wash rag.

“Let me cleanse you, Your Majesty,” she said. She dipped the washcloth in the water and began rubbing it up and down Eric’s torso, but her eyes were on me. She moved down and stroked his cock slowly with the cloth.

“Mmm…” Eric said. “You’re a good and faithful servant, Alexis.”

Again, I noticed her eyes were on me. I could only take so much of her mysterious cat stare, so I lowered my lids.

I realized she was the only one who hadn’t come. What was in this for her? Eric seemed to be from a wealthy family. Did he pay her for these services?

The bowl clunked down on the nightstand beside me and I opened my eyes. Alexis was wringing out the wash cloth. She laid it gently on my chest. It was warm and wet and soft. She rubbed one breast in a circular motion, then pulled the cloth aside and gazed at my hardened nipple for several long seconds. I had to close my eyes again to avoid the strange sensation I got whenever Alexis looked at my body that way. She moved to the other breast and I couldn’t help but enjoy the moist heat on my skin.

I heard her dunk and wring the washrag again. When it landed on my lower torso,

everything below my waist flexed and released. This little bath was both relaxing and arousing.

Eric must have felt the same way. As he moved onto one elbow, I opened my eyes in time to see his lips close over my nipple.

Ahhh, yes.
This was something I’d fantasized about many times before. He sucked me and teased my breast with his tongue. He moved to the other breast, and that’s when I felt the cloth move lower, sliding over the smooth, tender area between my thighs.

“
Ohhh…
” I said, already wanting more action down there.

“Hmm…” Eric began. “I just realized I have two lovely slaves here, yet only one is unclothed. Little Slave, remove Alex’s clothes.”

I froze, not sure how to proceed. I’d never taken another woman’s clothes off before. I’d never even wanted to.

“Do as the sultan says or you’ll be punished again.” Alex peered at me slyly from under her lashes. Some women looked demure or shy that way. Alexis looked wickedly erotic.

“Now!” Eric demanded.

Excitement rushed through me at his tone. Even after everything we’d done, this scenario was still a turn on.

I stood and stepped behind Alexis, unclasping her embroidered green harem bra. A part of me wanted to get in front of her and strip her brazenly to impress Eric with the show, but I was still too shy.

I stayed behind her and slipped the straps off her shoulders, laying the bra on the bed.

When I started to walk behind her again, Eric stopped me. “Disrobe her from the front,” he said.

I took a deep breath and stepped in front of her. Her lips curved into a knowing smile. My face felt hot. I’d never imagined undressing a woman, not in my wildest fantasies—which I now realized were pretty tame.

Hooking my thumbs in the top of her pants, I started to slide them down, but the thick elastic band clung to her upper thighs. I was forced to kneel in front of her and pull her pants to her ankles.

When I came face to pussy with her, my assertions that I wasn’t really a lesbian were confirmed. I didn’t have the urge to put my mouth on her pussy lips. Yet, I did have a fleeting thought of sliding my fingers into her slit and teasing her as she had teased me.

When her pants were pooled around her ankles, she stepped out. She didn’t seem one iota less comfortable naked in front of us than clothed.

I felt much less comfortable, however, since in my bare feet, she was not only a good five inches taller than I was, but a couple of bra sizes bigger. Standing next to her, I felt dwarfed in every way.

“I’m thirsty. You two go and bring back wine for all of us.”

Alexis grabbed my hand and pulled me along behind her. Just before we got to the steps, I realized we’d have to go up on deck to get the wine.

I tried to pull away from her. “I don’t want to go out in public naked,” I said.

“We’re not at the docks. Who’s going to see you out here?”

She tugged on my hand and I followed her out, glancing right and left as I emerged on deck. There was nothing but dark water.

Alexis picked up the open bottle of wine, stuck her finger in the top and turned it upside down, capturing a drop on her fingertip. She reached out and rubbed it onto my nipple.

Despite the earlier contact, I tensed up at the intimate touch from her. But I stood like a statue and watched as she bent over and took most of my small breast into her mouth. As she began to suck, I pulled away until my nipple popped from her lips like a cork from a bottle.

I picked up two glasses and held them in front of me for protection. She acted as though she didn’t notice. She repeated the action with the wine, only this time, she spread the drop onto one of her own nipples.

“Wanna taste?” she asked.

Some little part of me did want to put my lips on her breast, just to know what it was like, but I couldn’t give her the satisfaction.

“No,” I said. “I told you, I’m—”

“Not a lesbian, I know. You don’t have to be a lesbian to enjoy another woman’s body.

You really need to loosen up and live a little, Tanya.”

My hands dropped to my sides. She was right about that. I was uptight, but I wasn’t sure someone as naturally inhibited as I was could change that.

Taking a step toward me, Alexis rubbed her wine-dampened finger on my other nipple. It hardened immediately.

She sat down on the bench next to where I stood. She put her hand on my back to hold me in place. Her tongue came out from between her lips and teased my breast. My breathing quickened. I was mesmerized by the sight of her wet tongue caressing my hardened nipple.

She sucked, and I felt the pull all the way to my crotch.

“
Uhhh…
” My eyes fell closed. Her hands skimmed down my sides and rested on my hips.

A horn sounded.

I jumped back into the shadows just as a boatload of rowdy young partiers sped by.

“Woohoo!” They called to Alexis.

“Woohoo!” She cried out as she raised her hands up above her head. The wind blew her hair away from her face. She threw her head back and stretched her arms out behind her as if she might just fly off the deck.

For the first time, I was truly envious of her. I could never be so unrestrained.

“Where’s my wine?” Eric bellowed from below.

Alexis grabbed the wine and a third glass. I followed her down, carrying the two glasses I was holding.

When we got to the room, Eric was lounging on the bed, robe open. No doubt he had a hot body. His shoulders were wide and his waist was slim. I hadn’t seen many naked cocks, but I was pretty sure his was about average size, maybe a tad bigger. It didn’t matter much to me, since my pussy was as small as the rest of me.

Alexis set the glasses on the table and poured the wine. I stood near her, waiting for my glass, needing a bit of liquid courage. The previous wine had long worn off and I was pretty jittery, not knowing what to expect next from these two. Yet, I wanted to know what they had in store for me. Even if we’d been on dry land, I couldn’t have left without finding out.

“Did my new slave behave well?” Eric asked.

“She wasn’t very cooperative,” Alexis replied nonchalantly. “I wanted her to suck wine off my breasts, but she—”

“But, I let you—” I stopped myself because it felt weird confessing to Eric what Alexis and I had done.

“Enough,” Eric said. “Slave.” He was looking at me now. “Though she is a slave too, Alexis is a loyal servant of many years. She is your superior and you must do whatever she demands.” He turned to Alexis. “Do you wish her to be punished?”

“You are the Sultan, Your Majesty.”

“I think she needs another kind of lesson…in total submission. She must learn her place.

Lie down on the bed.”

Why didn’t I say “no” to him? Why was I letting them treat me this way? Although he was undeniably hot, it wasn’t as though I was in love with Eric. Did I still have such a desperate wish to be in with the “cool kids”?

“Now!”

There it was again. The involuntary squeeze between my thighs whenever he ordered me around. There was no denying this master-slave scenario was exciting to me.

I walked quickly over and lay down on the bed. Eric pulled something from a nightstand drawer, and next thing I knew, he was tying my wrists together above my head.

I thought about the fact that I was stuck on a boat in the bay with these two people I really didn’t know that well, and now I was naked and tied. Fear fluttered through me and mixed with the excitement that was already there.

“What are you going to—”

“Silence, Slave!”

My pussy creamed, right on cue.

Eric dipped his finger in his glass of wine and spread the liquid over one of my nipples.

Alexis licked her lips seductively.

Eric spread wine on my second nipple. “Join me,” he said.

As Eric sat down on the bed next to me, Alexis came around to the other side and did the same. They gave each other knowing looks, then bent their heads simultaneously.

When their tongues touched my nipples, I jumped and took in a quick breath. I’d never had both licked at the same time. The sensation was heavenly.

The two of them were so in sync. They lapped the wine off my breasts, then rolled their tongues around on my nipples in unison. I tried not to squirm. For some reason, I was still hesitant to let them know how much I was enjoying Eric’s kinky little fantasy…or was it Alexis’?