"Where is my coffee, pet?" your Master asked, sitting in his favorite seat on the sofa. You smiled, snuggled up to him, smelling the fresh after shave that he always seemed to wear. As he put his cup down on the coffee table in front of him, you chose not to reply, but reached instead to tug at the reassuring collar that he had provided you with. You raised yourself up and sat on the edge of your Master's lap, perched precariously as you wrapped your arms around his neck.
"Dumb insolence, pet?" he queried, but his attention was distracted by the fact that you were wearing a remarkably low-cut blouse with no brassiere beneath. You saw him take a long look at the peaks your hardening nipples made in the material. You shifted your position a little, and glanced down at the growing protrusion in his lap. Letting your arm swung loose you dropped your hand down squarely upon him. You could feel it beneath your fingers. Yes, you could actually feel it move a little.
"Hey, love," your man, the lover who shared your life, called from the next room. And then he was there, in the room with you, staring at you, "whatcha doing sitting on that guy's leg, with your hand there?"
"This is my Master - I've always thought Master was so very handsome," you said. "Don't you agree, my darling?"
You heard his gasp and giggled almost coyly. Without turning your head, you knew that he could see that you weren't looking at him when you spoke. Your adoring gaze was reserved for your owner's eyes. You gave his growing erection a gentle squeeze, unknown to your man. You could feel the head of it in his trousers. Your Master was obviously getting excited by your sitting there. Your lover was becoming aware of this. And you - well you thought that this combination was just about the most wonderful thing in the world.
Your man came over and sat beside you on the sofa. His gaze went to your chest, perked up and aroused. He took in the sight, and you could see his eyes widen as he realized that you were groping your Master. He swallowed. He moved his hand down and put it in his own lap, and then, with his fingers, slowly began to move them back and forth. You gasped, realising that he was playing with himself, watching you fondle your Master. Your Master's eyes narrowed. He lay back, his head against the back of the sofa. You squeezed and stroked more forcefully. You loved the feel of the hardness beneath your hand, the pulsing of the febrile shaft beneath your eager fingers.
"You like that, Master?" you asked.
He nodded. Your man looked at you.
"Let me serve too," he said and you concurred, sliding off the Master's lap. As you kneeled on the carpet, your lover reached over and started to unbuckle Master's trousers. You unzipped them. You reserved the pleasure of reaching into Master's briefs for yourself though, pulling the elastic band downward to release that desired hardness. Your Master lifted himself up, allowing you to indulge yourself and pulled them down to his knees, followed by a tug at his briefs. The elastic band slowly released him. You gripped him at the base, feeling of the warm hardness under your teasing fingers.
"Oh, my pet," he moaned and grabbed you by the back of the head and pulled your face to his crotch. You opened your mouth as your face nearly came into contact with the redness of his hardness. You stopped and took a good look at all that you had been stimulating by sitting on your Master's leg. Now, here it was, pointing straight up in the air, less than an inch from your face. It was fat and hanging, low and full. The sight of it did something to you. You squirmed, and you were afraid that you actually moaned a little at the sight.
Sitting there so close to you, his sexuality was thrust almost into your face. When he suddenly moved his hips forward, you were ready. You opened your mouth and let him move closer. He shifted towards your mouth, pressing against your cheek. It left a small trail of sticky fluid that ran across your cheek. There was a manly but clean smell as you moved your mouth to him. You opened wide, running your tongue over the sac that held his twin orbs. You loved the wrinkled skin, and sucked on his two, come-laden containers slowly, carefully feeling the velvety smooth texture.
You licked him all over, running your tongue from one to the other as your lover watched in wide-eyed fascination. You swirled your tongue around and around, wetting your Master with your saliva. You could hear him moan once in a while. You could feel him pressing against your tongue, and could taste the salty taste of his skin. It was an expected thrill. Out of the corner of your eye, you could see your lover taking his clothes off, his hardness suddenly jumping in the air. You looked up towards your Master - a begging gaze. He nodded and you let go of Master to turn your attention to your lover. You moved up and wrapped your mouth around him. You had to open your mouth nearly as wide as it would go to get it all in. You began moving your mouth up and down on it, kneading with your fingers.
You felt him shudder and heard him moan. You could feel the head at the back of your throat. You ran your tongue around and around the shaft of it, popping it out of your mouth. You rubbed your lips against the purple-head, using your saliva as a lip balm. You kissed it from one end to the other, your mouth on him once again. It was a strange sensation, sucking your lover while your Owner watched. Then you ran your tongue all the way up the shaft, flicking it out and licking here and there. You opened your mouth wide again and plunged all the way to the back of your mouth.
"Oh, I can't stand that, I'm going to......."
"Go ahead, young man," Master murmured softly. ".... in my pet's face. Let me see it."
Your lover shoved back into your mouth, his groin hitting your chin. He tightened in your hand as he shot into you. You tried to swallow, but each time he jerked and deposited another hot, sticky load, the stuff dripped down your chin and along the vein-filled shaft. He pulled out of your mouth and stood in front of the sofa. Then, your Owner stood up. He began taking the remainder of his clothes off. You followed suit, removing your blouse. Your lover stood behind him, watching you remove your clothes. You reached over and touched your Owner's belly, staring behind him towards your lover's body. You observed the muscles, so tight and firm, like the masculinity that extended towards you. You moved your hand farther down, running a finger down the shaft of your Owner's hardness.
You could see his fingers reach up to stroke your cheek. Your Master looked at you. He didn't say a word. He reached down and tugged at your briefs. He knelt to pull the flimsy panties off, as was his right. Soon you could feel his warm, wet tongue on your inner thighs, flicking in and out, here and there. You were in another world. You felt his warm hot mouth on your nether lips, and you began to gyrate your hips as your Master licked up and down.
"You're beautiful," the Master conceded quietly, kneeling there, his head between your knees. He looked up at your breasts. He reached up with one hand, gently touching a nipple, as if afraid that you would stop him. With the other hand, he reached behind you and pulled you toward him, then moved your legs farther apart.
"Lovely," he added, gazing at your wetness.
"It's lovely, my pet."
He lowered his head and, with your legs spread wide, he inserted his tongue into your wetness, sending inexplicable shivers of delight through your body. His hands continued working on your breasts, too, as he squeezed first one nipple very gently, then the other. As his tongue made contact with you, you felt spasms building up within you. You moved away and sat on the sofa, his head following you, his tongue doing amazing things along your moist lips. You were wondering about your lover, about his watching you being pleasured by your Master - it was strange to observe his reactions - rather different and rather exciting for some reason.
"May I come, Master?" you asked. He nodded his permission, allowing a free flow of spasms that made your body jerk. You thrust your groin towards him, invitingly, making undulating motions with your hips as you gasped like a landed fish. At last, he removed his tongue. He looked up into your eyes. He sat on the sofa beside you, fondling your breasts as your lover stood back stroking himself, watching you, always watching. You looked to your Master and he nodded understandingly. Permitted again you reached over and put your hand on your lover, helping him stroke.
"I love my pet," your Master smiled. His tongue darted into your mouth, and you sucked on it. He gently pushed you over, and you lay on the sofa, your legs spread, waiting for his hardness to enter. It did, and you came upon entry, and continued to come intermittently as he took you very slowly. This was a totally strange thing, you thought, to have your Master eat you, then be enjoyed by your lover, after watching him play. You felt a familiar hardness shove all the way into you, and kept it there for a few seconds. Then, he pulled it out and moved up onto your chest. You reached up and wrapped your fingers around the base of it and stroked it, pointing it toward your face.
"Oh," your lover moaned. "I'm there!" He threw his head back and kicked his legs wildly as he came, his body writhing and twisting as he filled your face. You wanted to see your Master excited again. You reached up and grabbed him before beginning to stroke. You reached down and cupped your Master in your hand, watching him bounce in and out of your palm as you stroked him. He was hard and hot, the skin smooth and exciting. It seemed that you were all insatiable, for after lying there a moment you took your Master's arm and pulled his hand to your leash, wanting him to lead you to your marital bed. Your lover was hot on your heels as you crawled by your Master's side.
Obedient as ever, you lay on the bed at first, and then, your Master bent you over, your backside high in the air. He inserted himself slowly. You had not done it doggie-style for a while and felt rather self-conscious. Your lover helped. You could feel his hands on your wetness occasionally as he fondled you. Your Master moved his thickness slowly in and out of you. It was so surreal, with your Master and your lover experimenting together with your body as their instrument. As your Master thrust in and out of you, your lover moved around and looked at you. You reached up and touched him again. He moved him closer to you, right against your face.
"Lick him. Suck him, pet" your Master said. "Suck your lover.
"I wish to watch," he added in a thick and husky voice. You flicked along both sides of your lover's hard shaft, tasting the salty juices. He gurgled with excitement until you eventually pulled away. You needed a moment to collect your thoughts. You had been taken and eaten and suckled in so many different positions in the past half an hour, that you couldn't even think straight.
Your Master was still in you, and you could feel him thrusting in and out. The feeling was a turn on, and you relented, and grabbed your lover and sucked on him. You reached around your lover and grabbed his bottom, probing with first one finger, then two. You sucked on your lover's hardness, running your tongue all over the head, pressing it with your tongue and lips. He moaned. With all the attention being paid to your moisture, you came, an earth-shaking, screaming sensation building in the pit of your stomach and raging through you.
You all collapsed on the bed, laying one on top of the other. Your Master stopped his motions and pulled out slowly. You felt your Master's hand moving up your thigh, and soon, his fingers were dancing around your wet nether lips, and you were getting excited again. You could feel hands on your breasts, tweaking and pinching them to life again. Soon, you could sense your Master's face move up your thigh, his lips kissing and tongue licking his way up to your groin, leaving a moist trail of saliva. His mouth found your wetness, and his lips were running up one side and down the other of your lips. You could feel his fingers pressing against you bottom. Your lover moved his face to your breasts, and you could feel his tongue on your nipples, swirling around and around, sending shivers of delight all through your body.
Your Master maneuvered you into a position, before spitting on his hand, and rubbing you with it. He inserted himself right into the opening of your backside. You lowered yourself onto him and lay back. Your lover knelt in front of you. You could feel him pushing into you slowly, and you suddenly realised that you now had twin hardnesses inside you. They began a rhythm, and you lay there, as they thrust one after the other into your two openings. You could feel them thrust harder and faster. You were filled with hot liquid as their bodies tensed one after the other and they jerked inside you. You collapsed again as they pulled themselves out of you slowly, and you lay there, exhausted.
Your Master laughed and stood up, walking back into the main reception room. You looked up at his retreating back and, after an instant, followed obediently, leaving your lover to slip off surreptitiously into the shower. You found your Owner, sitting on the sofa, having slipped on his trousers. He smiled and beckoned you forward. As you knelt in front of him again, you knocked the coffee table and a long forgotten cup tipped onto the table. You looked up at your Master and watched his eyes as they followed the thin trickle of coffee spreading across the magazines there. The look in his eyes appeared so piteous that you could not help but laugh, following his eyes to the upturned coffee cup.
"Ah, poor Master, needs coffee," you giggled, in answer to that question he had posed so long ago.
"So......where is my coffee, pet?" your Master reiterated. He looked down at you warningly and you stuck your tongue out at him, knowing that would earn you another delicious and long drawn out spanking. You slipped to the floor, rolling about the carpet in helpless laughter, unable now to snuggle, smile or to remain enslaved to his wants and your desires, until the next time the craving brought you to your knees and to him along with the inexorable call for coffee.
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