Four the Guests

My feet stumble beneath me as I’m pulled forward by my hair through the kitchen. Trying to dig my feet into the ground, I only unbalanced myself and caused a sharp pain from my strands as a few broke free. Quickly thrusting my hand into his side, he grunted and let go of me. My back slammed into the nearby wall before I could feel victorious. His hand wrapped itself around my throat, pinning me. As he pressed in on my pressure points, I wheezed. 

My ear tickled where his lips brushed it.

“Now, that wasn’t very nice.” He cooed, sounding more amused than bothered by my attempt to dislodge him. Dots collected in my vision as my body tingled and weakened. Right before I faded into complete darkness, he loosened his grip. His voice came to me through a fog. “We discussed this already. If you keep acting up, I’ll chain you to the chair and not let you play.”

A low whine slipped from me. I didn’t mind being chained to a chair, but I didn’t want to be punished. Connecting my eyes with his, he smirked at me while stroking my hair back from my face. His eyes brightened at my flinch, even as they narrowed in consideration. With a half-cocked smile, I shifted my body weight. He couldn’t win that easily. Not yet.

As if he knew I was preparing for an escape, he pressed his hips against mine. His hard length against my stomach caused a rush of heat to shoot straight to my core. Licking my lips, I didn’t get the chance to react. His mouth crashed onto mine, spreading it as his tongue darted in to taste me. Groaning with need, my teeth grabbed at his lower lip. Fisting his hand into my hair, he released my lips. All it took was a jerk of his wrist and he had me sliding down the wall to my knees. His grip tightened and loosened before tightening again. Sparks of delight rippled up and down my spine. I watched with anticipationion as he slowly unbuttoned his pants, pulling his cock free from its confines.

“Open,” he ordered, staring down at me. Defiantly, I kept my mouth closed until a sharp sting landed on my cheek. I gasped. Spreading my knees wider, to brace myself or ease the building pressure in my core, I didn’t know. Letting my mouth fall open, he ran his head along my bottom lip before he slid it in. My tongue ran along the underside of smooth skin, my saliva building to coat him.

Not satisfied, he forced my head back against the wall and shoved his cock down my throat. Gagging around him, I didn’t struggle as my throat ached. He pulled out so that I could catch my breath, my saliva creating a tether between us. He waited until I smiled up at him before allowing me to bob my head up and down his length. Each twitch, each groan fueling me to push further until he extracted himself. Pulling me to my feet, he used the wall to keep me contained as he tilted my chin to meet his eyes. I whimpered. His eyes were burning with need, a need that reflected my own.

“Are you going to be a good girl now?” he asked, keeping his tone light but firm. The time for playing around was over. “It’s rude to keep our guests waiting. Are you going to go into that room and kiss her, or am I chaining you up?”

When I only nodded, he cocked an eyebrow at me. I found my voice, “Yes, Master.”

“That’s a good girl.” He said as he pressed a kiss to my forehead as I leaned up into it. Picking me up, he tossed me over his shoulder as I squealed. Kicking my legs playfully, he swatted my ass until I settled down.

The room had a soft glow when we entered, and my eyes adjusted as he put me down. The two bodies that were already on the bed separated from one another when we entered. Nerves awoke inside of me and I took a step backward, only to be met with my Master’s hard body. He stepped around me, already pulling his shirt off before looking at me. At his encouraging nod, I peeled off my clothes, letting them fall into a pile on the floor.

Naked, and staring at the beautiful couple before me, I jolted when there was a light slap to my ass. Taking the cue, I moved toward the woman sliding onto the sheets beside her. Gently, I ran my hand up her arm and found my way into her hair. As my fingers curled, I drew her close, capturing her lips with mine, coaxing them to part. Music was faintly playing in the background. She smelled sweet, feminine. Our tongues teased and caressed one another, a slower, more gentle kiss than what I’d shared with my Master. Master slid behind her, spreading her legs so that he could press his finger against her clit as she moaned into my mouth.

When she couldn’t concentrate any longer, I pulled back so I could watch as her hips rocked against him. With a sincere but soft pull, her partner drew me near. Licking my lips, I allowed him to align me, settling me in his lap. He spread my legs with his, using his body to help push my hips into the air. Leaning back against his chest, I closed my eyes as his lips teased my neck.

Delicate fingers ran up my thighs, and I looked down to see the beauty with her head inches from my overheated flesh. Master guided her forward, and I squirmed for a moment. One glance from him caused me to still. My hips jerked as her warm tongue ran across my clit, making me gasp. Behind me, her partner rubbed and tweaked my nipples as I watched Master push two fingers into her. Every pump of his fingers had her pressing against me, as if by licking me intensely, it would help her get to her own release.

With eyes burning in the soft light, Master commanded. “Both of you on your knees.”

As she withdrew from me, I bit my tongue, stopping the disappointment from slipping out.

Quiet but obedient, we both moved in sync as we went to where they directed us. Kneeling, we faced one another. She rubbed her thumb across my cheek with a friendly smile. I met it with a kiss. When Master stroked my head, I withheld the naughty desire to nip at his fingers. His threat still rang in my ears, and I didn’t want to be forgotten. I wanted to be a part of the fun.

Master stepped in front of me, and I tilted my head to look up at him. “Be my good girl and suck his cock.”

I shivered at the tingle that ran up and down my spine. Master knew I wanted to, but wouldn’t do it on my own. Licking my lips, I opened my mouth to allow the man to use my mouth. His cock wasn’t as nice as my Master’s, but no one’s ever would be. Wrapping my mouth around him, I showed my skill. Each lick, each suck proved I could bring him to pleasurable heights. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw the woman doing the same for Master.

I wanted to watch, but I needed to concentrate, so I closed my eyes. With every bob of my head, I ran my tongue along his shaft. The sounds of our mouths and the masculine groans caused my head to whirl with stimulation.

With a pop, the man pulled the cock from my mouth, and I glanced up at him. He was already moving himself to slip behind me as Master was positioning himself behind the woman to lick at her. Her head was close enough to mine that I could scrape my teeth along the skin of her neck.

Warm, hard hips pressed against mine, and I couldn’t wait to feel his cock inside of me. Whispering in my ear, his voice was low and husky, “Keep your eyes open and watch.”

Watching wasn’t the hard part; keeping my eyes open while he fucked me was. The woman made a gasping moan as Master used his tongue, and I felt a faint feeling of jealousy. I knew what his tongue was capable of. But that small ugly monster dissolved as soon as the man pressed a vibrating toy against my clit, making me buck my hips backwards. Disappointment washed over me when two fingers slipped inside me instead of a cock.

Master looked up at me at my little yelp from the sparks of delight with a smile. Giving her a slow, visually pleasing lick, our eyes locked. I knew why. He was pleasuring her, but all his awareness was on me.

I allowed myself to push back on the fingers that pumped inside of me as I nuzzled the woman’s cheek. Her fingers twisted in the sheets as she became lost in pleasure.

“Do you like that? Watching him as he licks her pussy?” The man whispered into my ear as if he knew what I wanted to hear. I was getting close. He demanded, “Answer me.”

“Yes.” I gasped to him before bending my head to whisper into the woman’s ear. “I love watching his tongue move against your pussy.”

That made her moan louder, her hips rocking more frantically against his mouth. Within moments, she was crying out her climax as Master licked her through every pulsating wave. I could feel my desperation climbing, wanting to feel the same exploding ecstasy.

Master pulled away from the woman. “Don’t let her come yet.”

It took me a moment to realize he was talking about me. I nearly shouted with frustration when the toy and fingers ceased their movement. I was close. So damned close. As I glared at Master, he smirked. Payback for earlier, he seemed to say without saying it at all.

While the man moved to kiss the woman, Master pulled me close to him. Rubbing his cheek against mine, he whispered against my ear so that only I could hear, “Do you want him to fuck you or watch us use her?”

He was offering me a chance to withdraw from the situation. Worked up, I wiggled my hips. “I want him to fuck me while I watch you fuck her. Please.”

“Good girl.” His approval vibrated through his words, and I hummed in delight. I liked that he liked the idea of me being fucked.

I watched as Master moved over to the woman. Her mouth was full of her partner, and I got to see her eyes go wide as Master thrust inside of her. Loud, desperate, her cries filled the room as they moved in tandem. It was a sight to behold. They were all so seductive.

My distraction almost prevented me from noticing the men’s wordless communication. Master gave the man permission, and I swallowed. As he withdrew from the woman’s mouth and moved towards me, I shifted to get onto my knees.

An excellent position to watch the erotic scene as the man pushed inside me. This time when I propelled myself backwards, it was onto his hard cock. I moaned, and the woman reached for me for a kiss. The vibrator’s pressure on my clit made it brief, forcing me to break our connection to shout my release. Rolling, pulsing waves made my muscles go tight as the man continued his punishing pace. He came with a grunt. We watched with panting breaths as Master and the woman found their own releases.

We only separated long enough to find a more comfortable position for us to lie down on the bed. Pressed against Masters side, I beamed when he pressed an affectionate kiss to my head. It was my first taste, and I knew I wanted another.